[John, spoken]:
Hi, I'm John Egbert, and I'd like to tell you about my rock opera that's totally like- OH MY GOD, DAVE, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING ON THE GROUND WRITHING IN PAIN.

[Dave, spoken]:
Nothing, nothing, John, just ignore me, I'm not PREGNANT.

[John, spoken]:
Oh my god, Dave, what happened to you?

[Dave, spoken]:
I'm...I'm lying...I am pregnant.

[John, spoken]:
How- how- how is that possible? Who's the father?!

[Dave, spoken]:
The father I can't tell you, John.

[John, spoken]:
But then...who's the baby?!

[Dave, spoken]:
The baby, John... is you!

[John, spoken]:
NO, DAVE!
[Dave, spoken]:
You're the baby.

[John, spoken]:
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[Dave, spoken]:
All of the babies.
All of them.

[John, spoken]:
We have to get you to a hospi-pital, what are you- what are you saying?!

[Dave, spoken]:
John, I guess the only way you can understand...is through song.