The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad!1988

[Nordberg is being visited in the hospital by his wife, Wilma, along with Frank and Ed, after Nordberg had barely survived a massive gunfire by a group of ruffians. Wilma is taking the unfortunate circumstance pretty hard, and with no help from Frank's blunt assumptions and remarks about the situation]

Mrs. Nordberg:
Oh, my poor Nordberg! He was such a good man, Frank. He never wanted to hurt anyone. Who would do such a thing?

Ed:
It's hard to tell.

Frank:
[being blunt] A roving gang of thugs, a blackmailer, an angry husband, a gay lover...

[Wilma sobs]

Ed:
Frank, get a hold of yourself!

Frank:
A good cop, needlessly cut down and ambushed by some cowardly hoodlum.

Ed:
That's no way for a man to die.

Frank:
[being blunt] Ah, you're right, Ed. A parachute not opening... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander, that's the way I wanna go!

Mrs. Nordberg:
[Wilma sobs again] Oh... Frank! Oh, this is terrible!

Ed:
Don't you worry, Wilma. Your husband is going to be all right. Don't you worry about anything. Just think positive. Never let a doubt enter your mind.

Frank:
[being blunt] He's right, Wilma. But I wouldn't wait until the last minute to fill out those organ donor cards.

[Wilma sobs again]

Ed:
What I'm trying to say is that, Wilma, as soon as Nordberg is better, he's welcome back at Police Squad.

Frank:
[being blunt] Unless he's a drooling vegetable. But I think that's only common sense.

[Wilma sobs again]