Roxie Hart: What do you want?
Amos Hart: I want you to come home. You said you still wanted to. And the baby.
Roxie Hart: Baby? What baby? [beat] Oh , Jesus. What do you take me for? There ain’t no baby.
Amos Hart: There ain’t no baby?
Roxie Hart: They didn’t even want my picture. I can’t understand that. Why didn’t they even want my picture?