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A baby, Mrs. Wormwood
A child
The most precious gift the natural world can bestow upon us
Has been handed to you
A brand new human being
A life, a person
A wonderful new person is about to come into your life
To bring love, and magic, and happiness, and wonder
Oh, bloody hell
Every life I bring into this world
Restores my faith in humankind
Push, Mrs. Wormwood, push
I'll push you in a minute
Each newborn life, a canvas yet unpainted
This still, unbroken skin
This uncorrupted mind
Every life is unbelievably unlikely (unbelievably unlikely)
The chances of existence almost infinitely small (infinitely small)
The most common thing in life is life
And yet every single life (every single life)
Every new life
Is a miracle
Miracle
Where is he? Where's my son?
Mr. Wormwood, are you smokin' a cigarette?
What? Oh, of course, I'm sorry, doctor
What am I thinkin'? This calls for a proper smoke
Oh, my word, he's an ugly little thing
This is one of the most beautiful children I've ever seen
Oh, my good Lord
Where's his fingie?
His what?
His fingie
His whatchamacallit
His doo-dah
What've you done with his fingie?
This child doesn't have a "thingie"
What? A boy with no fingie?
Look what you've done, you stupid woman
This boy's got no fingie
Mr. Wormwood, this child is a girl
A beautiful, beautiful little girl
Is there still time for the Bi-Annual, Inter-Champion Amateur Sausage?
Dance competition's finished
You missed it
Look, I don't suppose we could exchange it for a boy, could we?
This is the worst day of my life