you.
-Hey.
-Hi.
-Are you ready to try nursing again?
-Yeah. Hi, Emma.
Why do you think
she won't take my breast?
It's all right.
It takes babies a while to get it.
-But don't worry, it'll happen.
-Okay.
Okay, sweetie, you can do it.
Just open up and put it in your mouth.
Dear Lord.
-I'm sorry, honey, what were you saying?
-Yeah, look, I think that--
Because, look! She's pulling away again.
Do you think my nipples
are too big for her mouth?
She looks scared.
Doesn't she look scared?
You know, I don't really know her.
Why don't we try massaging
the breast to stimulate the flow?
-Okay.
-Are you kidding me?
This is so frustrating.
Why doesn't she want my breast?
I don't know! Maybe she's crazy!
-Hey, wait up.
-Hi.
Congratulations.
I didn't want to say anything in front
of Joey. I didn't know if he knew.
What? That we had a baby?
Now let's give him a little credit.
Although he did eat a piece
of plastic fruit earlier.
No, no, that you
and Rachel are engaged.
-What?
-Oh, it's a secret?
Goody. Yes! We haven't done
the secret thing in a long time.
Phoebe, there is no secret, okay?
I didn't propose.
Are you lying?
Is this like that time you tried
to convince us you were a doctor?
I am a doctor!
You know what? I'm just gonna go
and talk to Rachel myself.
All right. Well, me too.
-Well, should we wake her up?
-No. No. Come on, let her sleep.
-She's so exhausted.
-And so engaged.
Oh, my God. She thinks we're engaged!
Why? Why, why would
she think we're engaged?
Perhaps because you gave her
an engagement ring?
You know, Ross,
doctors are supposed to be smart.
-I didn't give her that ring.
-You didn't?
-No!
-So whose ring is it?
It's mine.
-Is it an engagement ring?
-Yes.
-But you didn't give it to her?
-No.
-But you were going to propose?
-No!
I might be losing interest in this.
Look. Look, my mom
gave me that ring...
...because she wanted me
to propose to Rachel.
But all I wanted to do was see...
...if she maybe, kind of wanted
to start things up again.
What beautiful lukewarm sentiment.
I didn't want to rush into anything.
It seemed like she didn't want to either.
But I don't understand
how any of this happened.
What, did she find the ring in my jacket,
assume I was gonna propose...
...throw it on
and just start telling people?
No, no. She said you
actually proposed to her.
Well, I didn't! I didn't propose!
Unless....
Did I?
I haven't slept in 40 hours and....
It does sound
like something I would do.
Look, we can't stay in here forever.
It's just, I still can't believe
that my dad saw us having sex.
He didn't make it to one
of my piano recitals, but this he sees!
This is okay. We're all adults here.
There's nothing to be ashamed of.
Now, let's put our underwear
in our pockets and walk out the door.
Hi, Dad.
-I can still call you that, right?
-Of course. I'll always be your dad.
I just want you to know that what you
witnessed in there, that wasn't for fun.
-It wasn't fun?
-Why, why, why would you...?
Look, I just don't want you to think...
...that we're animals who do it
whenever we want.
Well, I don't think that.
Before today, I never thought
of you two having sex at all.
It was a simpler time.
The truth is, Dad, we're trying.
-What?
-Yeah, we're trying to get pregnant.
Oh, my God, this is so exciting.
Well, get back in there!
I'll guard the door!
That's okay, Dad,
we can wait until later.
Whoa! I don't think so.
Aren't you ovulating?
Daddy!
You gotta get at it, princess.
When your mother and I
were trying to conceive you...
...whenever she was ovulating,
bam, we did it!
That's how I got my bad hip.
That's funny. This conversation's how
I got the bullet hole in my head.
This one time I had my knee
on the sink, and your mother was--
Daddy, I don't think we need to hear
the specific positions you and Mom had.
You're right.
This is about your positions.
Now, what I saw in the closet
is not the