[after Bill shoots the golf cart, triggering Frank's heart attack] Bill Foster:What's wrong? Frank:My - heart... Bill Foster:Well, what can I do about it? Frank:Pills... get p-pills... Bill Foster:Where are your pills? [Frank points towards the cart, which has just plunged into a water hazard] Bill Foster:Bad news. Your little car's gonna drown. And you're gonna die, wearing that stupid hat. How does it feel?|