Miracle: Pt. 2

A baby, Mrs. Wormwood

A child

The most precious gift the natural world can bestow upon us

Has been handed to you

A brand new human being

A life, a person

A wonderful new person is about to come into your life

To bring love, and magic, and happiness, and wonder

Oh, bloody hell

Every life I bring into this world

Restores my faith in humankind

Push, Mrs. Wormwood, push

I'll push you in a minute

Each newborn life, a canvas yet unpainted

This still, unbroken skin

This uncorrupted mind

Every life is unbelievably unlikely (unbelievably unlikely)

The chances of existence almost infinitely small (infinitely small)

The most common thing in life is life

And yet every single life (every single life)

Every new life

Is a miracle

Miracle

Where is he? Where's my son?

Mr. Wormwood, are you smokin' a cigarette?

What? Oh, of course, I'm sorry, doctor

What am I thinkin'? This calls for a proper smoke

Oh, my word, he's an ugly little thing

This is one of the most beautiful children I've ever seen

Oh, my good Lord

Where's his fingie?

His what?

His fingie

His whatchamacallit

His doo-dah

What've you done with his fingie?

This child doesn't have a "thingie"

What? A boy with no fingie?

Look what you've done, you stupid woman

This boy's got no fingie

Mr. Wormwood, this child is a girl

A beautiful, beautiful little girl

Is there still time for the Bi-Annual, Inter-Champion Amateur Sausage?

Dance competition's finished

You missed it

Look, I don't suppose we could exchange it for a boy, could we?

This is the worst day of my life