Album 13：A Real Stewart - ACT3_走遍美国

marilyn: thanks, michelle.

michelle: i hope you like it.

marilyn: isn't this baby outfit adorable? with his name on it "max." thanks so much, harry and michelle.

richard: we really appreciate it.

harry: i'm glad you like it. michelle picked it out.

michelle: yes. i told daddy to pick blue ones. blue is for boys, and pink is for girls.

grandpa: and max is some boy.

richard: he's a real stewart.

granpa: right!

ellen: that was so thoughtful of you, michelle. especially to pick it out in blue.

susan: would you like to see baby max, michelle?

harry: could she? could we?

michelle: could i?

marilyn: take them upstairs, susan. harry and michelle can watch max sleeping.

susan: let's go.

harry: come on, michelle. before max wakes up.

marilyn: will you please take this upstairs, susan?

susan: uh-hum.

marilyn: thank you.

philip: michelle is very grown up for a ten-year-old, huh?

ellen: she's smart and sensitive for her age.

grandpa: growing up without a mother is difficult. you mature quickly.

ellen: susan's like a mother to michelle. they have a good relationship. do you think susan and harry will get married?

robbie: yeah. you can count on it.

philip: i think so. yes. they get along so well.

grandpa: i like him. he's good for susan.

ellen: he's a little quiet.

richard: it's hard to do anything but listen in this family.

ellen: how can anybody get a word in around here?

marilyn: you're right, ellen.

philip: oh, really?

richard: it's the way it should be. the stewarts are the stewarts!

grandpa: they always were, and they always will be.

richard: right!

grandpa: they've always got an opinion. always got something to say.

marilyn: and now there's max stewart, and if he talks as loudly as he cries, we're all in for trouble.

robbie: he's quiet now.

marilyn: mmm-hmm.that's because he's sleeping.

harry: he's really cute.

susan: it's not necessary to whisper, harry. a baby gets used to voices.

harry: i remember now. we always whispered when michelle was born.

michelle: and i didn't sleep well. daddy told me. i never slept. and when i did, i woke up when i heard someone speak.

susan: i bet you were cute.

harry: she sure was.

michelle: not as cute as max. he's like a little doll.

michelle: oh, good. now i can help diaper him.

susan: let's get marilyn. what do you do when he cries like that?

harry: you pick him up.

susan: he's so little...so new. let's call marilyn.

marilyn: time for a feeding and time for a diapering. you're a real stewart.