[Dewey tries to reach into Lois's purse as she sleeps:]
Lois: Stop, thief!
Dewey: I'm sorry! You crushed my fingers.
Lois: I didn't mean to. Let me see.
Dewey: Look what you did to me.
Hal: Keep the fingers elevated, Dewey, and don't worry. I know where I can find some Evian ice.