Kitty: Well, there's the little patient. So, how'd it go at the doctor's?
Red: Well, let me put it this way. If a horse is in good shape, they say it's healthy as me.
Kitty: Uh-huh. And did they say something about your pants being on fire, liar, liar?
Red: No.
Kitty: I just got off the phone with Dr. Leggett. He said your blood pressure is through the roof.
Red: Well, Kitty, who are you gonna believe? Some quack doctor or the man who stood by you while you delivered our children?
Kitty: Oh, you did not. You went out for a sub. Red, from now on, I am going to make sure you eat right. No meat, no cheese and no beer.
Red: No beer?! You- Oh! [groans] Oh, that's it, Kitty. Oh! You've killed me. [groans] I see the light. What's that, Lord? It's okay to eat meat and beer and cheese? Okay, I'll- I'll tell her.
Kitty: What that's, Lord? Dry toast and oatmeal. Will do.