Fred: [sitting inside the refrigerator...about Charles] Snotface, he’s the wrong man for you.
Elizabeth: I don’t want to hear it.
Fred: You’re not happy.
[Elizabeth closes the fridge door]
Elizabeth: Yes, I am.
Fred: [crawling from underneath a counter] Well, if you’re so happy, then why I am still here, hmm?
Elizabeth: I can fix that.
[she pulls out the pills]
Fred: Oh no, don’t do that. No, please, don’t do that. Do—
[Elizabeth takes the pill, he doubles over in pain. While grinding pepper, Elizabeth sneezes and sends Fred bouncing against the walls]