Dewey: [sobs] And I know I shouldn't have taken it but it looked so cool. And then in the tree I forgot it was in my pocket, and I fell and it broke.
Gretchen: Oh, I know, I know, sweetheart. And you know what? I should never have yelled at you. I feel terrible about that.
Dewey: You do?
Gretchen: Oh, of course I do. So, we both feel bad about what we did, huh? You know what your Tante Gretchen does when she feels bad? She works. She works herself to the point where her body screams in pain and her soul begs for mercy.
Dewey: Why?
Gretchen: It's the best form of penance. Oh, when my fingers are raw, and my back is racked with crippling pain, I feel all better.
Dewey: Well, that might work for you-
Gretchen: Let's do it.