Dennis QuaidQuotes

Bob Blair: [opens the elevator door to find Alex there] How did you get in here?

Alex Gardner: It was easy!

Alex Gardner: You had Tommy Ray kill that woman in the dream link, didn't you?

Bob Blair: Yes.

Alex Gardner: Why?

Bob Blair: I wanted to see if it could be done.

Alex Gardner: You're a real humanitarian, Blair.

Bob Blair: I'm a realist. We live in a dangerous, hostile world. I will do whatever I have to to keep this country safe.

Alex Gardner: Yeah, that's what scares me.

Bob Blair: You're a very intelligent young man, Alex. You've mastered an amazing technique. Surely you can see the possibilities. During his dream link with Matusik, Tommy Ray stabbed her with a knife. A dream knife. The shock to Matusik's system caused a coronary and she died. So, the old wives tale comes true after all. When you dream that you die, you die in life at the very same instant. Now we can go into an enemy's dream, kill him, make it look as if he died in his sleep. Do you realize what that means?

Alex Gardner: It means no one's safe from you.

Bob Blair: The question is whether you're gonna cooperate. I never had any doubts about Tommy Ray.

Alex Gardner: Well, why should you? He killed his own father. He's a fucking psychopath.

Bob Blair: Alex, it's very simple. Either you work for me or you die.

Alex Gardner: A woman died, Tommy!

Tommy Ray Glatman: Everybody dies.

Dr. Paul Novotny: Bill Hardy has been a good test subject for us before.

Alex Gardner: Oh, he's a steel worker. I'll probably wind up in some bad beer commercial.

Dr. Paul Novotny: How did you sleep? Have any dreams?

Alex Gardner: You mind if take a leak before I give my deposition?

Jane DeVries: Well, one of our areas of research is sexual dysfunction. If a man is experiencing impotency, we can determine whether the cause is physical or psychological by monitoring his sleep.

Alex Gardner: Mm-hmm. How's that?

Jane DeVries: Well, if it isn't physical, he'll experience three or four erections during the course of the night.

Alex Gardner: Mm, I see. So, Jane, what you do here, in effect, is count boners.

Alex Gardner: [talking about his current lifestyle] Sounds like you disapprove.

Dr. Paul Novotny: You're damn right I disapprove! You've got tremendous gifts, and you've chosen to piss them all away.

Alex Gardner: [[w:Darth Vader|Darth Vader] Nice place you got here. Who's your decorator? ]?

President Staton: Did you know there are two kinds of Iraqistanis?

President Staton: I mean, actually, three?

Vice President Sutter: You mean Sunnis and Shi'ites and Kurds?

President Staton: You knew about this?

Anne Osborne: [at the scene of a triple murder] Why don't you believe that the killers were cops?

Remy McSwain: Because if they were cops, they would've stayed right here. And when we arrived, we would've found plants, guns, knives, all kinds of evidence that they resisted arrest. That's somethin every cop in the world knows how to do.

Anne Osborne: That sure doesn't surprise me.

Remy McSwain: [smiles wickedly] Oh yeah? Well, you probably know how to bribe a jury too, don't you? Even though you probably never have, huh?

Anne Osborne: That's OK. I never did have much luck with sex anyway.

Remy McSwain: Your luck's about to change, cher.

Remy McSwain: Oh, man, now they're killing retards.

Det. McCabe: Then why ain't you dead?

Anne Osborne: You're a cop for God's sake, you're supposed to uphold the law, but instead you bend it and twist it and sell it. I saw you take that bribe and, and resist arrest and tamper with evidence and perjure yourself under oath.

Remy McSwain: Don't forget I ran a red light too, huh.

Anne Osborne: You still think it's funny, don't you? Why don't you just face it, Remy? You're not one of the good guys anymore.

Remy McSwain: If I can't have you, can I have my gator?

Remy McSwain: Just relax, darlin'. This is the Big Easy. Folks have a certain way o doin things down here.

Cathy Whitaker: Yes. I have spoken to Raymond Deagan on occasion. He brought his little girl to Eleanor's art show. But - but, apparently, even here in Hartford, the idea of a white woman even speaking to a colored man...

Frank Whitaker: Oh, please! Just save me the Negro rights!

Cathy Whitaker: I must say, you look extremely fetching all gussied up in your white tux and tie.

Frank Whitaker: Well, it's a good thing, since I can hardly breathe in it.

Stan Fine: Frank is the luckiest guy in town!

Frank Whitaker: It's all smoke and mirrors, fellas. That's all it is. You should see her without her face on.

Doreen: Frank!

Cathy Whitaker: No, he's absolutely right. We ladies are never what we appear, and every girl has her secrets.

Frank Whitaker: How about this girl getting her husband another drink?

Cathy Whitaker: Don't you think you've had enough, dear?

Frank Whitaker: No, honey, I don't think I've had enough!

Frank Whitaker: I know it's a sickness, because it makes me feel despicable.

Mike: The only thing I'm afraid of is wastin the rest of my life with you guys!

Cyril: I thought that was the whole plan. That we were going to waste the rest of our lives together.

Mike: [after discovering that the college kids beat Cyril up] They want a fight, we'll give em a fight.

Cyril: We rednecks are few... college paleface students are many. I counsel peace.

Mike: You know, I used to think I was a really great quarterback in high school. Still think so, too. Can't even bring myself to light a cigarette cause I keep thinkin I gotta stay in shape. You know what really gets me, though? I mean, here I am, I gotta live in this stinkin town, and I gotta read in the newspapers about some hot-shot kid, new star of the college team. Every year, it's gonna be a new one. Every year it's never gonna be me. I'm just gonna be Mike. Twenty year-old Mike. Thirty year-old Mike. Old, mean old man Mike. These college kids out here - they're never gonna get old or out of shape cause new ones come along every year. And they're gonna keep calling us Cutters'. To them, it's just a dirty word. To me, it's just somethin else I never got a chance to be.

Alan Shepard: Dear Lord - please don't let me fuck up.

Gordon Cooper: [at launch control center] I didn't quite copy that. Say again, please.

Alan Shepard: Uh, I said everything is A-OK!

Gordon Cooper: [amused; switches channels] Well, I thought that's what you said. He says everything is A-OK!

Gordon Cooper: Uh, where are you putting the window?

German Scientist #1: Window? There is no window.

Gus Grissom: No window? What about the hatch?

German Scientist #1: The hatch?

Gus Grissom: Yeah, the hatch. We need a hatch with explosive bolts that we can open ourselves.

German Scientist #1: I think there is something you do not understand. This is the final form of the capsule. No hatch.

Deke Slayton: What if the automatic controls went out?

German Scientist #1: Backups, checks, etcetera. This would not happen.

Deke Slayton: I said, what would happen if it did?

Scott Carpenter: The pilot would have to fly it back.

German Scientist #2: This is the way it is.

John Glenn: You know, I wonder how the press is going to feel about this.

German Scientist #2: The press? What does the press have to say about this?

German Scientist #1: Yeah, what do they have to say about it?

Gordon Cooper: You boys know what makes this bird go up? Funding makes this bird go up.

Gus Grissom: That's right. No bucks, no Buck Rogers.

Gordon Cooper: And, uh, the press over there, they want to see Buck Rogers.

Deke Slayton: And that's us. Buck Rogers.

John Glenn: You see, those fellas over there, they've been making us out as the seven finest, and bravest pilots in all America. And if a story were to come out in the press that we were not being allowed to fly as pilots...

Alan Shepard: We want a window.

German Scientist #2: Uh, there could maybe be in future capsules, be a window, right here.

Gus Grissom: No, that's where the hatch with explosive bolts goes.

German Scientist #1: The hatch with the explosive...? Yeah. There could be a hatch with explosive bolts on the capsule.

Alan Shepard: That is a spacecraft, sir. We do not refer to it as a "capsule". Spacecraft.

German Scientist #1: Yeah. The hatch with explosive bolts on the... spacecraft. There. And there will be pitch and yaw thrusters which will enable the astronaut occupant—

Deke Slayton: The pilot. "Astronaut occupant"?

German Scientist #1: Yeah, the astronaut... pilot to have some...

German Scientist #1: To have...

German Scientist #1: ... control of the re-entry procedures.

John Glenn: Thank you. we appreciate it. You wouldn't mind if we had the press over here take a few photos of us by our spacecraft now, would you?

Payton: God? You think God survived? He's dead along with the rest of humanity. There's no law or order, no good or evil. Just us. And you think you're going to be the one to judge me? You want to take a shot at me?

Bower: You know what? I just might.

Payton: You are suffering, son. I can see it in your face. I've been there. Just imagine just for a minute, imagine yourself without the chains of your morality. You'd even surprise yourself. It's the ultimate freedom.

Bower: No. This isn't freedom. This is Pandorum.

Payton: Oh, pandorum. Pandorum isn't what they warned us about. I know it's frightening at first, terrifying in fact. Isn't that what you're feeling right now, terrible fear? Let go and on the other side of it is divine clarity. Purity. Enlightenment!

Bower: Shut up! What's out there?

Payton: You are resisting what is! You have to let go of your petty concept of reality. That's just baggage from the old world. And we both know that didn't work out very well now, did it? They fucked up our planet! Life eats life! And all that's left is what is. This ship is a seed from which we can create a new world!

Bower: Shut up! What's out there?

Payton: A new world! A natural state! Raw, beautiful...

Bower: What do you see?

Payton: ...perfect! I am offering you the kingdom. And all that's holding you back is your own fear!

Bower: Payton? Pandorum, you ever felt the symptoms?

Payton: [aghast] Of all the things to remember, why would you pick that? Were you thinking of the Eden mission?

Bower: What about the Eden?

Payton: You just had to remind me of the biggest fucking catastrophe in space travel, the flight cautionary tale from Hell.

Bower: I remember-- didn't they have some kind of hypersleep malfunction?

Payton: Two years into their shift, one of their officers had a psychological breakdown. The doctors referred to it as ODS Syndrome, but pilots-- we call it Pandorum. It drove him insane. He became convinced that the flight was cursed. Evil.

Bower: What did he do?

Payton: He evacuated the ship. He launched them all into oblivion. Five thousand people sent to their death with one push of a button.

Bower: At least we didn't wake up floating away in a coffin.

Payton: Who says we didn't?

Payton: Is that your blood, Corporal?

Gallo: Some of it is, sir.

Payton: Maybe this is a bad time to tell you, but the door is open.

Bower: Are you fucking kidding me?

Payton: [beat] Yeah, I'm kidding you.

Payton: I guess this thing does land itself. Doesn't float too well though, does it?

Payton: I was younger than you when I first came onboard. Funny, I can't even remember what life was like before this flight began. It's all I have.

Payton: I'm gonna fucking carve you up!

Rev. Shaw Moore: He is testing us. Our Lord is testing us. Especially now, when we are consumed with despair. When we are asking our God why this had to happen. No parent should ever have to know the horror of burying their own child. And yet, five of Bomont's brightest have lost their lives. Among them, my only son... my boy, Bobby. We have other children to raise here in Bomont. And one day, there will no longer be in our embrace and in our care. They will belong to the world. A world filled with evil, and temptation, and danger. But until that day, they are ours to protect. That is the lesson to be taken from this tragedy. That is our test. We cannot be missing from our children's lives.

Ariel Moore: I have been so lost! I've been losing my mind! And you don't even see it! You don't even care!

Rev. Shaw Moore: Of course I care. Of course we care. We don't expect you to understand everything we do that's intended to keep you safe.

Ariel Moore: Stop it! I hate it when you treat me like I'm a child!

Rev. Shaw Moore: Well, whether you like it or not, young lady, you are my child!

Ariel Moore: I'm not even a virgin!

Rev. Shaw Moore: Please... Please don't talk like that in here.

Ariel Moore: Well, what are you gonna do? Pass another law? Cause that sure as hell didn't keep him out of my panties!

Vi Moore: Shaw!

Ariel Moore: Well, let's go get that guy that blacken my eye cuz we don't hit girls in Bomont. Do we, daddy?

Terry Rapson: Jack, were you able to recreate the thermal cycle?

Jack Hall: Yes. The storm's rotation is pulling super-cooled air from the upper troposphere.

Rapson: But, shouldn't the air warm up before it reaches ground level?

Hall: It should, but it doesn't; the air is descending too rapidly.

Rapson: Is this an isolated incident?

Hall: I'm afraid not. We've located two other supercells in addition to the one over Scotland. There's one over northern Canada, and another one over Siberia.

Rapson: And do we know their projected path?

Hall: [Shows the projected size and location of the storms, over a layout of the continents to Rapson via their computer connection; Shows the next image; last image shows the storms having expanded to have combined to cover the entire planet's surface] Yes. Our previous estimates of 6-8 weeks weren't even close. This one storm is going to change the face of our planet. Here's a projection of 24 hours out. This is 48 hours out... And in 7 to 10 days. When this storm is over, we'll be in a new Ice Age.

Rapson: ...My God.

Hall: Professor, I think it's time you got out of there.

Terry Rapson: I'm afraid that time has come and gone, my friend.

Hall: ...What can we do?

Rapson: Save as many as you can.

Terry Rapson: [Over the phone] What I'm about to tell you is supposed to be confidential. Several hours ago, three helicopters went down over Scotland. They crashed because the fuel in their lines froze.

Jack Hall: At what temperature does-

Rapson: -150° Fahrenheit. I mean, we had to look it up! The temperature dropped phenomenally fast! On the ground, people froze before they could get out of their cars!

Hall: Can you get me a satellite picture of Scotland two hours ago?

Janet: Yeah.

Rapson: We've got mountains of data, but nowhere near enough computer power to analyze it. Can you help us?

Hall: Send us what you've got, we'll do our best.

Rapson: [hangs up] Thanks, Jack. Bye for now.

Janet: This is Scotland at the time the temperature dropped.

Hall: This thing looks just like a hurricane.

Janet: Only hurricanes don't form over land.

Jack Hall: [in deleted scene, when asked by Jason Evans what will happen to humanity] Well, mankind survived the last Ice Age. We are certainly capable of surviving this one. The only question is, will we learn from our mistakes? I sure as hell would like a chance to learn from mine.

Nick: Hal, come here. We have to talk.

Annie as Hallie: Okay, shoot.

Nick: Okay, honey... I wanna know what you think about making Meredith part of the family.

Annie as Hallie: Part of our family?

Nick: Yeah.

Annie as Hallie: I think it's an awesome idea. Inspired. Brilliant, really.

Nick: You do? Really? You do?

Annie as Hallie: Totally, it's like a dream come true. I've always wanted a big sister.

Nick: Oh... um... Honey, I think you're kind of missing the point.

Annie as Hallie: No, I'm not. You're gonna adopt Meredith. That's so sweet, Dad!

Nick: No, I'm not going to adopt her... I'm going to marry her.

Annie as Hallie: [leaps from her seat; starts ranting in French; translation: But you're joking, I hope. Meredith, she's not the girl for you. But it's not possible, I'm dreaming. What...] Marry her?! That's insane! How can you marry a woman young enough to be my big sister?! Mais tu plaisantes, j'espère. Meredith, ce n'est pas une fille pour toi. Mais c'est pas possible, je rêve. Qu'est-ce qui...

Nick Parker: [beat] Hal, Hal, Hal! Calm down, Hal! Are you speaking French?

Annie as Hallie: [takes a breath] I... I learned it at camp. Okay, I'm sorry. Let's discuss this calmly. Calmly and rationally.

Nick: Yeah, and in English, if you don't mind, right?

Annie as Hallie: Okay.

Nick: Sweetheart, what has gotten into you?

Annie as Hallie: Nothing, nothing, just... just... Dad, you can't get married! It'll totally ruin completely everything!

Nick: Hal! Hal! Hallie!

Chessy: [feigning ignorance; closes the windows] Don't look at me, I don't know a thing.

General Hawk: Well, it appears that I've been made official custodian of the warheads. Looks like your mission is complete here, Duke.

Duke: [about the Baroness] When you move then, she's gonna come after you. You know that, right? And with her Intel and toys, she'll find you.

General Hawk: What's your point?

Duke: You're going after her first and we want in.

Ripcord: General, it was our team that got wasted out there. We deserve payback.

General Hawk: You don't ask to be part of G.I. Joe. You get asked.

Duke: You scouted me four years ago. Now I'm ready. Let's have at it.

General Hawk: Well, I've lost men too, Captain. If you want revenge-

Duke: I know her.

General Hawk: Excuse me?

Duke: [gives General Hawk a photo] You said knowing's half the battle, right? Well, I know who she is. She was a blonde. Her name is Ana Lewis. I can tell you everything you need to know about her, up until the last four years. After that, obviously, a lot of things have changed.

General Hawk: Deploy the SHARCs!

General Hawk: Knowing is half the battle.

General Hawk: Technically, G.I. Joe does not exist, but if it did, it'd be comprised of the top men and women from the best military units in the world. The alpha dogs. When all else fails, we don't.

King Arthur: A knight is sworn to valor.

Bowen: A knight is sworn to valor!

King Arthur: His heart knows only virtue.

Bowen: His heart knows only virtue!

King Arthur: His blade defends the helpless.

Bowen: His blade defends the helpless!

King Arthur: His might upholds the weak.

Bowen: His might upholds the weak!

King Arthur: His word speaks only truth.

Bowen: His word speaks only truth!

King Arthur: His wrath undoes the wicked.

Bowen: His wrath undoes the wicked!

Einon: Lay down, Bowen! You're the sad remains of dead systems and dead beliefs!

Bowen: They were your beliefs!

Einon: Never! Never mine!

Bowen: [heartbroken] But... you spoke the words...you spoke them from your heart!

Einon: I vomited them up because I couldn't stomach them! Because I knew it was what you wanted to hear!

Bowen: Lies! Liar! I taught you!

Einon: [stabs Bowen in the shoulder, disarming him] You taught me to fight, that's all! I took what I needed from you. You taught me to fight! You taught me well.

Einon: Times have not been kind to you, Bowen. You should have never broke with me.

Bowen: It was you who broke with me!

Einon: And yet, you returned to me with this girl I lost.

Bowen: (Kara shakes her head and raises her dagger) I think she wants to stay lost.

Einon: [draws his sword] Not her decision, I'm afraid! I'm ready for my lesson now, knight!

Gilbert: Well done, Bowen! You've done it again! What a brute! That's even bigger than the last one!

Bowen: Actually, he's about the same size.

Draco: Who's the girl?

Bowen: A nuisance! Get rid of her!

Draco: Why?

Bowen: They're trying to placate you with a sacrifice.

Draco: (sarcastically) Oh, now whoever gave them that bright idea?

Bowen: Never mind! Just get rid of her!

Draco: How?

Bowen: Eat her!

Draco: Oh, please. Yuck!

Bowen: Aren't we squeamish? You ate Sir Eglamore, hypocrite!

Draco: I merely chewed in self-defense, but I never swallowed.

Bowen: Improvise!

Draco: All right, all right!

Draco: Have you been watching over me all night?

Bowen: I've been thinking.

Draco: Yes? About what?

Bowen: Many things. Mostly about what to call you. I think I've found you a name.

Draco: You say that as though you reached up and plucked it from the sky.

Bowen: I did. Up there. Do you see that group of stars? (points at the Draco constellation)

Draco: I know those stars very well.

Bowen: Do you see the shape that they make?

Draco: Mm-hmm, a dragon.

Bowen: Yes. They call it Draco. It means "dragon" in the scholars speech.

Draco: (chuckling) So instead of calling me "dragon" in your tongue, you'll call me "dragon" in some other tongue?

Bowen: You're right, it's silly.

Draco: No! No, I would be honored to be named after those stars. I... I truly would. Thank you, Bowen. "Draco"...

Draco: (notices the dragon teeth attached to Bowen's shield) You must have hated us very much.

Bowen: I hated one of you. These I killed because I wanted to kill him. But I never found him. And I never will; if you're the last, he must be dead.

Draco: (smiling awkwardly) Oh, yes. Tell me - what was he like, this, uh, dragon that you hated?

Bowen: He only had half a heart. But even that was enough to pollute an innocent boy.

Draco: (suddenly angry) Einon was no innocent! He polluted the heart!

Bowen: How do you know that?! How do you know that, dragon?

Draco: (scratches his head evasively) All dragons know that story! What was to be their hope became their doom! A spoiled, ungrateful child was given a great gift and destroyed it!

Bowen: No! I knew Einon. I was his teacher. I taught him the ways of honor, of right.

Draco: Then he betrayed you, just as he betrayed the dragon whose heart he broke.

Bowen: That's a lie, dragon!

Draco: STOP CALLING ME "DRAGON"! I have a name!

Bowen: (after a short silence) Well, what is it?

Draco: Huh. You couldn't possibly pronounce it in your tongue.

Bowen: (smirking) Try me!

Draco: It's-- (suddenly roars in pain and clutches at his shoulder; in Einon's castle, Kara has stabbed him)

Bowen: What does a dragon know of the Old Code, anyway?

Draco: His blade defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth.

Bowen: Shut up. I remember. That's all it is, a memory. Nothing can bring it back.

Draco: You sound like one who tried.

Bowen: And failed. So I no longer try to change the world, dragon, I just try to get by in it.

Draco: Yes, well, it's better than death, I suppose.

Bowen: Oh, is it? I should think you'd welcome death. You know, the last of your kind, all your friends dead, hunted wherever you go...

Draco: Do you delight in reminding me? Yes, knight, I do long for death... but fear it.

Bowen: Why? Aside from your misery, what's to lose?

Draco: My soul.

Draco: Why must you knight errants, out to make a name for yourselves, always pick on us dragons?

Bowen: I don't need a name! And I've got a collection of my own!

Draco: [snorts in disgust] You're one who kills dragons for money.

Bowen: It's honest enough work! One must earn a living!

Draco: Oh yes, one must live. Well, since you seek a profit, we might as well begin.

Bowen: Oh, don't flatter yourself! It's not the profit, it's the pleasure!

Draco: Perhaps less pleasurable and more costly than you think!

Gilbert: My humble life is indebt to your exalted prowess, your dauntless courage, and your superb, swift sword!

Bowen: You have the poet's gift of exaggeration.

Gilbert: Oh, sir, you should read my histories.

Bowen: A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.

Bowen: There's nothing noble about crushing desperate men.

Bowen: Don't clutter up a clever scheme with morality.

Bowen: You should have eaten her.

Bowen: [[life; [ideal; [Dreams] All my ] I've dreamed of serving noble kings, noble ]s. ] die hard and you hold them in your hands long after they've turned to dust. I will not be that naive again.

Bethany Hamilton: Go ahead, tell me how everything's going to be okay.

Tom Hamilton: Yea that's me Mr. jump-right-in-and-fix-it, maybe I should just keep my mouth shut for once.

Bethany Hamilton: I'm done, aren't I? I can't even paddle out to the line up passed the big waves. I don't understand, what happened to... I can do all things. Why? Why did this happen? Why did I have to lose everything?

Tom Hamilton: You didn't lose everything Bethany, not even close. That shark didn't kill you, you're here, you're alive, you have your family.

Bethany Hamilton: But what am I suppose to do now?

Tom Hamilton: I don't know...

Bethany Hamilton: Then how am I suppose to know?

Tom Hamilton: When the times right you'll know. You just have to listen.

Bethany Hamilton: Listen for what?

Tom Hamilton: For whatever comes next.

Tom Hamilton: What is it that I'm not hearing?

Cheri Hamilton: You can't just fix everything just by shear will.

Tom Hamilton: If she gives up, she will never get back into the water and she will never be the same.

Cheri Hamilton: She will never be the same, and if she thinks surfing is the only life out there and she can't make that happen then she's going to be lost, really really lost.

Hugh: I should be alone. Alone in hell. That's where I am.

Mike Brody: I don't believe it. She got him in the water.

Kathryn Morgan: Never underestimate the power.

Philip FitzRoyce: Oh, I'm pretty sure we can get her to go back in.

Mike Brody: Oh, how are you going to do that?

Philip FitzRoyce: Live bait.

Harvey: Sue! These are the Shareholders, they are dying to meet you! Is everything okay? So SMILE! That's what we want tonight! Pretty girls should always SMILE!

Harvey: [to the shareholders, about Sue] You will not be disappointed. She's my most beautiful creation. I have shaped her for success.

Harvey: [to Sue] Gorgeous. With a pure heart. People are gonna love that!

Harvey: [on the phone in the bathroom; laughs; laughs as he walks out] I don't care if I see every fucking young girl in this fucking town in the next few weeks. Look, I made it simple. We need her young. We need her hot. We need her now. How the old bitch has been able to stick around for this long, that's the fucking mystery to me. Oh, Oscar winner, my ass. When was that back in the 30s? What, for King Kong? No, I don't give a fuck what we promised her. This is network TV, not a fucking charity. Find me someone new. NOW! Hey, did you know that a woman's fertility starts to decrease by the age of 25? How old is Jennifer? Ha ha. You better get busy.