it's been two years since the war. you've graduated school and moved into a flat with george. the two of you married last fall. he's working in the joke shop with fred.

you're nine months pregnant and are due any day. you're sitting on the couch with george when you feel a contraction. you sit up with a hand on your belly, immediately catching george's attention. he places a hand your lower back. "hey.. hey, love. what's going on?"