human
How's it coming, Lieutenant?
gpt
I'm doing fine, but you look as if you'd been through the mill. What's eating you?
human
Nothing but the responsibility. You're going to be a very famous woman, you know. You'll be the mother of the first child born in space. And it's my job to see to it that you're both all right.
gpt
Another Dr. Dafoe?
human
Something on that order, I suppose. But it won't be all my glory. Colonel Gates, the O.B. man, was supposed to come up for the delivery in September, so when White Sands contacted us, they said he was coming immediately. He paused, and a genuine smile crossed his face.
gpt
Your husband is bringing him up.
human
Jim! Coming up here? Wonderful! But I'm afraid the colonel will be too late. This isn't going to last that long.
gpt
We'll see. Don't hurry it, though. Let nature take its course. I'm not such a glory hog that I'd not let Gates have part of it--or all of it, for that matter. Relax and take it easy.