Fritzy: Yeah. But what are you doin'?

Frank: Watchin' TV.

Fritzy: Relaxing?

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: Did you eat?

Frank: Had some, chicken soup.

Fritzy: Again?

Frank: Yup.

Fritzy: Why don't ya have a piece of fish?

Frank: Eh, I like the soup, I like that.

Fritzy: I know you like that, but that's no good for ya, the...

Frank: Vegetables and everything.

Fritzy: Makes ya fart a lot.

Frank: Nah, it's nice.

Fritzy: Yeah?

Frank: Better for ya.

Fritzy: Alright. I'm glad, ya, you sound...

Frank: No salt, no nothin'. It's the good...

Fritzy: You sound like you're, you're resting. I think you really needed it. You startin' to sound like you really needed it, Frank.

Frank: The son-of-a-bitchin' thing don't wanna get out of me.

Fritzy: It'll go outta ya. It'll go outta ya.

Frank: Huh.

Fritzy: It'll go out, ya know, you got a humidifier?

Frank: No.

Fritzy: I woulda bought it for ya. I woulda give ya, I woulda gave you one.

Frank: [UI]

Fritzy: [Aside] Send her up. Whattya gotta spit? He's cough, he's coughin' up.

Frank: [UI] Freddie.

Fritzy: Listen to me. Is, uh, Helen there?

Frank: Yeah, she's sle, layin' down.

Fritzy: Alright. When she gets up after, let her rub your back with a little, uh, alcohol. Ya hear?

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: But let her, like, close her fists and pound your back a little bit.

Frank: I put the, the Vicks on.

Fritzy: Yeah, I know, but let her, let her give ya like a drum beat on your back, ya know, around your lungs and all that there? Let her give ya like a little tom-tom: boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. All on the back.

Frank: Mmm.

Fritzy: This way you shake everything while you’re using that medication.

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: Ya loosen up all that shit, ya spit it up.

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: They do that in the hospital, ya know?

Frank: The alcohol?

Fritzy: No, no, the alcohol, but the bangin’. They give ya the tap, the, uh…

Frank: Yeah?

Fritzy: The, the little, ya know, anytime ya got anything with the lungs they give ya the, the vibrate, what they got now is like a vibrating machine. And they put it on your back.

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: And it bounces, like, it, uh, it pulsates on your back.

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: So instead of pu, pulsatin’, ya don’t have that machine, you use your fists like the bottom of your fists when ya clench it?

Frank: Mmm.

Fritzy: Just let her beat, beat like she’s beatin’ a drum, ya know?

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: Do that. Do that, make sure ya do that.

Frank: Alright.

Fritzy: Alright, Cal.

Frank: Okay. Wish ya luck tomorrow.

Fritzy: Alright, pal. I just wanted, I wanted to tell ya about .Wong.

Frank: Alright.

Fritzy: Alright. Bye-bye.

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