Carly Shows Sonny Baby Outfit
- Carly: Or maybe it would have red hair like Michael. You know, maybe it'll be a boy. Michael can have a little brother.
April 2000. Sonny and Carly are starting to plan more for their baby.
Sonny: I've got to get to the warehouse.
Carly: Do you want to see your surprise first?
Sonny: Sure. Why not?
Carly: (Opens a shopping bag and pulls out a baby outfit) Ta-da. It's the baby's coming home from the hospital outfit.
Sonny: (Studies it, holds it) You sure it'll fit? It looks too little.
Carly: No, if anything, it'll be too big. Newborns are really tiny.
Sonny: (Smiles, as he studies and holds the outfit). I can't imagine anyone, like, this small. (laughs) What are we doing?
Carly: I never asked you if you wanted a boy or a girl.
Sonny: I want a happy, healthy child.
Carly: Well, you say he a lot, so I sort of assumed that maybe you wanted a boy.
Sonny: Well, a girl would have my name.
Carly: Maybe your eyes, your dimples. Well, I'd think it would be nicer for a girl to have dimples. Don't you think?
Sonny: Well . . .
Carly: Well, didn't you get teased a lot when you were growing up?
Sonny: I did and I just beat people up. A daughter maybe would have your blond hair. What do you think?
Sonny: That would be nice. I always wanted a brother or sister.
Carly: Or a son.
Carly: It's amazing, sort of, having this little life inside that we've never met and yet it's already changed everything, you know?
Sonny: For the better. You know, I always say I regret it, and I do because it was wrong. I hurt Jason, and I . . . I remember what you told me. I took his whole life and everything he loved and deserved to have. (Full of emotion) But, I got to tell you . . . my child . . . our child . . . I tell you . . . is the best thing that ever happened to me.
Carly: You know what? It doesn't matter how this baby was conceived. What matters is that we love it. And we always will.
Sonny: Thanks for the surprise.
Carly: I'm glad you like it.
Sonny: Yeah. I'm going to go. I’ve got to go. Got to go to the warehouse. Let me know what you want for dinner, huh?