Scott: How many kids do you want?
Jack: From you? None.
Scott: Seriously
Jack: Still none. Horrible puking things.
Scott: You don’t like kids?
Jack: If it’s any consolation, I don’t like old people either
Scott: How about you, Lou?
Louisa: I’m with Jack on this one
Scott: What’s wrong with you guys? Babies are cute.
Louisa: So are rabbits – that doesn’t mean I want to push one out of my vagina
Jack: The desire to produce little versions of ourselves is humanity’s most disturbing psychosis
Louisa: Exactly. One big ego trip.
Scott: What are you talking about? We need babies to survive.
Jack: There are seven billion people on this planet – we passed the survival threshold some time ago
Louisa: And it’s convenient, isn’t it, that the only way our species can survive is for me to get fat and stay indoors while my husband gets rich and screws his secretary
