Thirtysomething1987

Eleanor Krieger:
You look like you've... gained a little weight.

Nancy's Sister Deborah:
[exchanging a quiet look with Nancy] I wouldn't know. My bathroom scale hasn't worked since Allison tried to weigh her goldfish on it.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[laughing, squirming, pointing at her incision] Oh, don't make me laugh! Don't!

Nancy's Sister Deborah:
[taking the pillow Eleanor had just put behind Nancy and putting it across Nancy's stomach] She did! She took the scale up to her bedroom, and she tried to lift the whole aquarium on to it - hold that tight - and of course the whole thing spilled out, all over everything. We're still looking for one of those fish. We can smell it, but we can't find it!