. ♪ twinkle, twinkle ♪ ♪ little lamb ♪ gloria, stop it! stop it. no more singing. - why?come on. let's get some lunch. - how dare do you-- - no, no, no. no fighting in front of the baby. we just made a deal. yeah, but that's not fair because i am always in front of the baby! gloria, you're as close to perfect as woman gets. nothing wrong with one tiny, little flaw. yours is when you start to sing is sounds like something got stuck in the vacuum cleaner. - you're just-- - ah! ah! ah! (whispers) no, no, no. that is just your... stupid, stupid opinion, jay. but i am very angry at you and i am gonna make a list of all the things that i am going to scream at you as soon as this baby's out of me. i didn't think it all the way through. oh, hello, mitch. uh, you got claire flowers? yes. i had a little bit of a rough night. yeah, you and me both. daddy slept in my room last night. - here, give me some of those. - what? no. - you got me into this. - hey, stop! you're breaking them! i'm not going to cam empty-handed! phil, let go of the... (organ playing "charge!") whoa. claire and