Carlos and Gabby are home, licking their wounds. Carlos: "This is a sign...we lost the baby, found out we can't conceive another one, and ran into Helen Roland at an adoption agency. God is obviously trying to tell us something." Well, when he puts it that way, maybe this does mean they shouldn't be parents. That and the fact that they had to completely manufacture a portfolio of reasons that they'd make good parents. Nonetheless, Gabby isn't giving up! "Carlos! We're Catholics, okay? And God is pretty Johnny One-Note on the whole subject of procreation. Will you stop with this defeatist attitude? Do you want a baby or not?" But Carlos keeps up with his "we probably don't deserve to be parents" talk. "Well then," Gabby rah-rahs, "who the hell does?" Gabby pulls Carlos to her and tells it to him straight: "Look, Carlos. It doesn't matter what we've done in our past. Being a parent means rising to the occasion, and that's exactly what we're going to do when we bring our baby home." Carlos: "This is the first time I really felt like you wanted to have a baby." Gabby: "Well, this is the first time somebody told me I couldn't have one." Awww. Except...didn't the doctor say she couldn't have kids, before the adoption agency said it? Hush little Evany, don't say a word. Shhh! Anyway the scene ends with Carlos rallying enough to talk game plan. Gabby, all steely and battle-ready, says, "There are ways to get babies, Carlos. It just might cost us." Whoa, black-market baby, bam-a-lam!