Juno2007

Ultrasound Technician:
Well, there you have it. Would you like to know the sex?

Leah:
Yes!

Juno MacGuff:
No!

Leah:
Pleease, Juno, please!

Juno MacGuff:
No, there will be no sex!

Ultrasound Technician:
Planning to be surprised when you deliver?

Juno MacGuff:
Well, no, but I want Mark and Vanessa to be surprised and if you tell me I'll just, like, ruin everything.

Ultrasound Technician:
Are Mark and Vanessa your friends at school?

Juno MacGuff:
No, no, no. They're the adoptive parents.

Ultrasound Technician:
Oh, well thank goodness for that!

Bren:
What's that supposed to mean?

Ultrasound Technician:
I just see a lot of teenage mothers come through here and it's obviously a poisonous environment to raise a baby in.

Juno MacGuff:
How do you know I'm so poisonous? What if these adoptive parents turn out to be, like, evil molesters?

Leah:
Or, like, stage parents.

Bren:
They could be utterly negligent. Maybe they'll do a far shittier job of raising a kid than my dumbass step-daughter would. Have you considered that?

Ultrasound Technician:
I guess not.

Bren:
What is your job title exactly?

Ultrasound Technician:
I'm an ultrasound technician, ma'am.

Bren:
Well, I'm a nail technician and I think we both ought to just stick to what we know.

Ultrasound Technician:
Excuse me?

Bren:
Oh, you think you're so special because you get to play Picture Pages up there? Well, my five year old daughter could do that and let me tell you, she's not the brightest bulb in the tanning bed. So why don't you go back to night school in Mantino and learn a real trade.

Juno MacGuff:
Bren! You's a dick! I love it!