Oh, no!
Ooh. (Bridget)So, romantic getawayhas turned into Iawyers' reunion. I can't believewe're alreadyinto group holidays after only eight weeksof total undisturbed sex. Wait a minute. No. Eight weeks.It couldn't be, could it? TotalIy undisturbed. Oh, God. I'm pregnant. And I'm going to die!
Help me!
Oh, my God!
Oh, there's a bump.
Don't come in the way!
Who's this?
An eccentric but rather exhilarating performance
from total unknown,
who is now solidly in the position for the bronze.
l would like a pregnancy test, please.
A pregnancy test. Ich bin, uh, possibly mit baby.
Uh, kinder.
l am on back
and he, uh, machensie Iieben, uh, with me.
No-no--no--no--no. l'm not, not pregnant.
Oh, no.
Condom?
Maybe like this, but maybe like this.
Look, l'm a girl and l met a boy. Fraulein and l met "frau-boy. "
And possibly now mit baby. Uh-huh?
