Burt: You’re my light, Verona. My sky. I can’t wait to see you as a mom. Her little hand in yours. And your smile on her face.
Verona: What are we gonna do?
Burt: How do you mean?
Verona: No one’s in love like us, right? It’s so weird. What are we gonna do?
Burt: I think we just gotta ride it out.
Floyd: Wow. You are bringing it.
Liz: Yeah! You like that? Mhm. It’s got pockets. Are you into that? Uh. What’s this? An used Kleenex.
Floyd: I feel like I’m in a rap video.
Liz: Wait. Let me turn on my humidifier. Yeah.
Floyd: Uh, oh.
Liz: It’s so dry in here.
Floyd: I really don’t know how much more of this I can take.
Liz: Ah. Ah. Ah.
Floyd: Yeah.
- 30 Rock, 1x19 Corporate Crush
