I nursed my husband for three years before he died. But you're not gonna die. Here, drink...

Edna Damrosch: I nursed my husband for three years before he died. But you're not gonna die. [Hands Junior a glass of gin] Edna Damrosch: Here, drink this. Susie Waggoner: It's gin, Junior. Edna Damrosch: Drink it! Now you move and you're a blind man. [Begins sewing up Junior's eyebrow] Edna Damrosch: Scissors! Susie Waggoner: [Feeling sick] You're doing real good, Junior. I think I'm gonna lie down a little bit. Edna Damrosch: [after she finishes off] There you go! Frederick J. Frenger Jr.: Your husband must've been glad to die... Susie Waggoner: Thanks... Frederick J. Frenger Jr.: Yeah you got a real nice touch there lady.