Pete: Ange, do your blonde thing.
It is just after Peter has delivered Karen's baby and Mac totally freaked out. She is working on a laptop when he walks into the room.
Mac-"You missed your calling in life, shoulda been a midwife!"
Pete-"Yeah, I'm...thinking of re-assessing my career path. (Pete walks over to sit on the desk that's beside Mac) I don't think you've got a big future in the baby delivering business Mac."
Mac-"Meaning?"
Pete-"Your pathological fear of child birth... oohh!!"
Mac-"Look, I...I...Wasn’t well all right, it. was something I ate."
Pete-"Oh right, so... you've been sick in the mornings, and not in the afternoons? Like now you’re all right now right?
Mac-"Yeah, yep."
Pete-"Well you know what that sounds like to me!"
Mac-"Don't even go there-"
Pete-"-Bun in the oven or what!"
Mac-"I am NOT pregnant!"
Pete-"Sure, you’re absolutely sure?"
Mac-"Peter I believe you need to have sex to become pregnant." (Mac looks at the floor)
Pete-"Oh. Oh well you know." (He looks at Mac and smiles and winks!)
Mac- (Mac looks up at him) "Really?"
Pete-"Be no trouble this end!"
Mac-"Well...what are friends for?"
Pete-"That's right."
Mac-"You me bottle-a wine-"
Pete-"-Cheap hotel room."
Mac-"Old times!... You know,
(their faces move closer together)
I think I'd pass!"
(Pete gets up and looks at Mac and gives her a brief hug around the shoulders before exiting.)