George: I didn't even know Fulton was in the hospital.
Jerry: Could use a good laugh. You know what kind of pressure that is? Come on, come with me.
George: Nah, no. I'm not good in these situations. I can't hide my pity. I.. I make 'em feel worse.
Jerry: Oh, stop it.
George: Yeah. And also, I'm afraid that people in that state are finally going to tell me what they really think of me. You know, they got nothing to lose. What do they care?