Episode 13:

Red: There's nothing more profound and of lasting consequence than the decision to have a child. The exploitation and perversion of that decision is the stock and trade of a truly evil organization- the Cyprus Adoption Agency.

Lizzie's morality: Wait...what? Seriously? Adoption? You want me to believe this is a coincidence? Tom and I are adopting a baby, and you serve up an adoption agency?

Red: You want to adopt a baby with Tom? I feel sorry for that baby...

Lizzie: Hey, that was rude! Tom is a wonderful and loving husband... *one eternity later* and I think he is perfect for me.

Red:*triple facepalm* No comment...

Later...

Red's hat: Hello, beautiful! I see that you are wearing red again!

Lizzie: I think this will be my last case for awhile. I'm gonna spend some time at home, be with the baby.

Red: Oh, God! Please no!

Lizzie's morality: We compared the DNA to every known sample on file for missing or abducted kids-not a single hit. The Cyprus Agency delivered 27 children, all unaccounted for. Nobody's ever reported them missing.

Red: You're so linear!

Lizzie:*offended* What's that supposed to mean?

Red: Lizzie, not every missing child is on the back of a milk carton. Run the DNA again. This time, don't look for an exact match. Look at the relatives. You want to find where those kids came from, that's how.

Lizzie:*walks away*

Red's libido: She certainly looks good walking away from me.

Red's heart: Please don't go away! "Don't you want me, baby

Don't you want me, oh"

Red: You're arriving at a point of no return, Lizzie. If you have any doubts about your husband ( he is shady), you can't go through with this adoption( please don't adopt a baby!) When you get there, if there is even one shred of doubt-

Lizzie: There isn't. Why would you say that? I love my husband, he is amazing!

Then...

Lizzie: *smiles* Here comes my big bad handsome man!

Red: Sorry I'm late!

Lizzie's morality: Quick! Pretend that you are not enjoying yourself and that you have important business to discus!

Lizzie: What the hell is this place? What are we doing here? I told you- I need help tracking hydroxipam. There's no federal prescription database. I can't subpoena every pharmacy on the East Coast.

Red: You don't have to. *touches her arm* Now, be polite. You're about to meet one of the nicest narcotics dealers this side of Cleveland.

Red: Russell!

Russell:Red! What's up, fool?

Red: Last time I played around with that, I ended up naked in the desert trying to hitch a ride to Tuba City.

Lizzie: You were naked in the desert? When was this? I'm just curious...It's not like I imagine you naked! In the desert...*dreamy face*

Russell: She seems like a cop. Is she your girlfriend or something?

Red: Not yet...

Lizzie's morality: Yeah, that's gonna happen!

More later...

Lizzie: I can't do it!

Tom-shady as fuck-Keen: Do what? You're not ready...

Lizzie: We're not ready. Tom... it's us. I can't have a baby right now! It's not like I was influenced by the conversation I had with Red... Honey, you can't tell me that there's not one shred of doubt, one shred that wonders if this is... broken. You are not my boyfriend anymore!

A/N: I'm so sorry about the wait for this chapter!