Morgan York credited as playing...
Sarah
- Sarah: There's my little cuddle-wuddles.
- [shows Oliver with flour sack]
- Sarah: Mommy got you some strained beats from a non-profit native american commune.
- Oliver Oken: Awww. Yummy. You missed it Sarah, sweetheart.
- [sits flour sack on table]
- Oliver Oken: He just learned how to sit up on his own.
- Sarah: Oh! Good for you!
- [pinches the flour sack's "cheek"]
- Sarah: It won't be long before you're all grown up and making alternative fuel out of raisins.
- Lilly Truscott: So... that's what this is all about.
- Oliver Oken: What?
- Lilly Truscott: Nothing. It's just you, Sarah and your flower child make a very cute family.
- Sarah: Thank you.
- Oliver Oken: Oh, Lily. You kidder. We're just friends doing an assignment. Nothing more.
- [walks away]
- Oliver Oken: Don't blow this for me. I really like her.
- Lilly Truscott: [laughing:] Since when?
- Oliver Oken: Since she became the mother of my assignment. Look, I can't explain it, but the more time I spend with her, the more I like her.
- Sarah: Oliver. I'm getting worried. I think he looks a little pale.
- Lilly Truscott: Of course he's pale! He's bleached flour!
- [Oliver gives Lily and horrified look]
- Lilly Truscott: Oliver! You've got to get your board! The waves are incredible today.
- [shows Sarah blowing raspberry on the flour sack]
- Oliver Oken: How did I get so lucky?
- Lilly Truscott: Everyone picked partners, and you were the only two left.
- Sarah: Olikens? Where's the sunscreen? Now that they've destroyed the ozone layer, we have to protect little Ollie.
- Oliver Oken: Coming, Sarah Boo.
- [starts to walk over to Sarah, but Lily stops him]
- Lilly Truscott: Olikens? Sarah Boo?
- Oliver Oken: [voice breaking:] I know... my cup runneth over.
- [goes over to Sarah and puts sunscreen on the flour sack]
- Oliver Oken: Oh, there you go.
- Sarah: Just think, one day, he could be a great humanitarion.
- Lilly Truscott: Or a couple dozen cupcakes!
- [Sarah and Oliver give Lily horrified looks]
- Sarah: [to Oliver] Without the baby, we have nothing to talk about, you're boring, and you use petroleum based hair gel. It's over. Bye Lilly!
- Sarah: So... how about that grade we got on the baby project?
- Oliver Oken: Yeah... it's pretty great.
- [long pause]
- Sarah: Did you say something?
- Oliver Oken: No.
- Sarah: Oh, okay.
- [long pause]
- Oliver Oken: I'm just gonna go stretch my legs.
- Sarah: Alright.
- [walks over to Lily]
- Oliver Oken: She's sufficating me!
- Lilly Truscott: Sarah? The love of your life? The apple of your eye? The mother of your flour?
- Oliver Oken: That's just it. Without the kid we have nothing to talk about.
- Lilly Truscott: So, tell her how you feel and get it over with.
- Oliver Oken: Lily, you don't understand, I mean... it would break her heart. I'm her Big Daddy Oken.
- [Sarah taps him on the back]
- Sarah: Big Daddy? I gotta be honest. Without the baby, we have nothing to talk about, you're boring and you use petroleum-based hair products. It's over.
- [pause]
- Sarah: Bye, Lily!