Tim: You never told me you had a heart attack. What happened?
Wilson: Well, an acute thrombus occluded my myocardial artery, which was already partially obstructed by sclerotic plaque.
Tim: Come on, cut to the chase. Were you not eating right or not exercising?
Wilson: No, no, no. Even before my heart attack, I enjoyed the same lifestyle as I do now. I ate well, got plenty of rest, I exercised regularly.
Tim: What about stress?
Wilson: I didn't have any stress. You hadn't moved in yet.

Tim: How did you deal with it? If it happened to me, I wouldn't be able to get out of bed.
Wilson: Well, for a long while there, Tim, I couldn't. I refused to take any risks. I even canceled my long-awaited trek up Mount Kilimanjaro.
Tim: Well, that was a good choice. You don't wanna climb anything starting with "kill a man."
Wilson: Actually, Tim, after a while I did go, and it was one of the highlights of my life.
Tim: Well, what made you change your mind?
Wilson: I realized how lucky I was. My heart attack didn't kill me, so why act like it did?
Tim: [grunts] Well, well, well...
Wilson: You see, Tim, the Roman rhetorician Seneca once said: "if we let things terrify us, then life is not worth living."

Tim: Harry and I go way back. He's an ex-Marine. He's in great shape. I played high school football with this guy.
Jill: I thought you were the team towel boy.
Tim: I'm trying to make a point here. I gotta eat better. The doctor said 40-year-old men should take better care of themselves. He called me middle-aged.
Jill: Tim, you are not middle-aged. You're barely 40, and, as I recall this morning, you were 20.
Tim: And look how time flies. I wake up 20, by noon I'm 40. At dinner I'm dead.
Jill: By tomorrow morning I'll be remarried.