Carlos: What the hell were you thinking?
Gabrielle: Uh, depends. What have you heard?
Carlos: I got a call from the church. They said you attacked Sister Mary!
Gabrielle: Yeah, that's about right.
Carlos: What are you thinking?
Gabrielle: I wasn't, but I was thinking about it on the way over here. And I realized the ass I should be kicking is yours.
Carlos: Mine?
Gabrielle: Yes! Sister Mary manipulated you into threatening me, but you're the idiot that fell for it.
Carlos: I was not threatening you. I was asking for a promise.
Gabrielle: You made a promise, Carlos, a long time ago: till death do us part. And one day you just come home and start throwing words around like annulment. How do you think that makes me feel?
Carlos: Okay, I'm sorry about that. I need to have a child.
Gabrielle: And I need to know I'm the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with, not just some uterus in high heels.
Carlos: Gabrielle, please.
Gabrielle: No, Carlos, I am sorry. I am not gonna be blackmailed into giving birth. You have to choose. And I wish you would do it so I can move on with my life.
Carlos: Well, of course I choose you.
Gabrielle: I think that's the right decision. You know, I made a decision, too. The answer to your question earlier is yes.
Carlos: Yes...
Gabrielle: I wanna have a baby. I wanna have a baby with you.