Thirtysomething1987

Michael Steadman:
Tell me.

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
No.

Michael Steadman:
Please?

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
What? That I feel like a failure? Because my body failed?

Michael Steadman:
It wasn't you, Hope.

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
You know, and I... and I see when you look at me, and I think you blame me.

Michael Steadman:
How could I blame you?

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
Because I let you down. You didn't lose this baby, I did. And I don't want to go through this again. And I don't want to think that every time we make love, we're going to be afraid. And that I'll think about it.

Michael Steadman:
It's too soon, Hope. It takes time.

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
But I don't feel like there is time.

Michael Steadman:
Shhhhhh...

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
I want you to make it all better.

Michael Steadman:
Listen to me. Listen. We'll make another baby.

Hope Murdoch Steadman:
But it won't be this baby.

Michael Steadman:
No, it won't.

Michael Steadman:
[holding Hope as she breaks down and weeps against him] Shhhhhh...