Addison: Okay, this guy is 6'2",dark hair, green eyes, totally healthy. He plays the violin, and he's a physicist. That is good sperm. Geeky, but, uh, good.
Naomi: Lisa has extra donors if you want to borrow one. Her tests come in yet?
Addison: No, tomorrow. I don't want to ring any alarm bells till we're sure.
Addison: What about this guy? He's a marine biologist. Good hair.
Naomi: Are you sure you want to do this? Your life is really gonna change.
Addison: That's why I'm doing this. I want my life to change. I need...my life to change. I mean, look, you have Maya. You're family. You did everything the way you were supposed to. You didn't wait.
Naomi: Maybe I should have. Waited.
Addison: What do you mean?
Naomi: Addison, I did everything exactly the way I was supposed to. After college, I never dated anybody but Sam, because he was the one. I never had sex with anybody but Sam because cheating is wrong. I had a baby because...that's what you do when you get married. I never made a single mistake. I did everything right. And then Sam comes home and says he wants a divorce. So all those photos you're...busy admiring, all they are, are reminders of all the stuff I didn't do. I'm 38 years old, and I don't know how to have fun. That's not lucky. That's sad. So just... shut up about lucky!
Addison: Poor...sad...dried up Naomi.
Naomi: Shut up.
Addison: Poor little, special talented doctor girl. Let's make a made-for-TV movie...about the poor little, dried up special girl who has no fun.
Naomi: I could put you out. You'd have to sleep in the car. I just...I just wish I'd been a little more like you.
Addison: What, an adulterous bitch who forgot to have kids?