Maude: [at her 80th birthday party] I couldn't imagine a lovelier farewell!
Harold: Farewell?
Maude: Oh, yes, dear... My 80th birthday.
Harold: But you're not going anywhere... are you?
Maude: [long pause] I took the tablets an hour ago. I'll be gone by midnight.
Harold: [after a long pause] WHAT?
[immediately cut to an ambulance]