Dean: What are you doing?
JJ: Leaving.
Dean: You’re leaving with the baby?
JJ: No.
Dean: Wait, you’re leaving us? You’re gonna leave her? Hey, OK, hey look, I’m sorry. I think this is just hormones. I didn’t mean anything I said before.
JJ: I was never planning to stay. I wanted her to know you, and I wanted to give you the choice. You can give her up for adoption if you want, but I don’t think you will ‘cuz you’re such a good guy. Look, you are gonna be such a good dad. You’re way more cut out for this than I am.
Dean: I’m not. Hey, I’m really not. I can’t do this.
JJ: Hey, tell her I love her.
Dean: JJ, you can’t.
JJ: Tell her I know myself too well. Look, I won’t be a good mom.
Dean: JJ.
JJ: Tell her to look me up when she’s 16 or 17 if she wants because I can hang with a teenager, but not a baby.
Dean: Please, please, please, just for a second, just wait. OK? I’ve seen you with her. I see the way you look at her your face lights up.
JJ: Everyone’s face lights up when they look at babies. I am not a mother. Look, you don’t want me in her life, trust me.
Dean: Please.
JJ: Give her a good name, Dean, and give her a good life.