Schmidt: Oh, God. Whoa. Are you choking? You're choking. Okay. Uh... What, are you biking and eating? All right, I got you, I got you. Come on! Live! Live! Live, biker! Ew. Yeah!
Man: Thank you. You saved my life.
Schmidt: What?
Man: You saved my life. You saved my life.
Schmidt: I did. Yes. Yes.
Man: [panting] Thank you. Thank you.
Schmidt: Yes! Dude! This is exactly what I needed. Oh, my God. Let us rejoice in song. Sh'ma Yis'ra'eil Adonai Eloheinu
Man: Please call 911. I'm hurt.
Schmidt: Oh, yeah, no, that's a great idea. I'm gonna call 911. I hope you don't have a dance recital later. I'm just kidding. Don't look at your legs. [Man wails]