Rose: Oh, Dorothy, she'll be fine. I'm sure it isn't a heart attack. A heart attack's bigger. I've seen a heart attack. Charlie had a heart attack.
Dorothy: And it wasn't like this?
Rose: Oh, it was much worse.
Dorothy: If only the paramedics would get here.
Rose: Charlie made me dress him when he had his heart attack, before the paramedics got there.
Dorothy: What, he wasn't dressed?
Rose: We were making love.
Dorothy: Oh, Rose, honey, you never told me. He died while you were making love?
Rose: Well, he didn't die then. He had his heart attack then. And he told me to dress him.
Dorothy: And?
Rose: And I dressed him. And then we had a fight. I grabbed a pair of white pants and I was putting them on him, and Charlie said it was after Labor Day and he couldn't wear white.
Dorothy: In the middle of a heart attack?
Rose: Oh, Charlie was very stubborn and very dapper.
Dorothy: And then what happened?
Rose: And he told me he loved me and then it was over. And I put a pair of gray flannel pants on him and a blue shirt, and striped tie. And he was all dressed when the paramedics got there.