George: What about a letter?
Jerry: A letter.
George: I... I write a letter and then I... I go to China. I disappear in a sea of people for, like, six months, a year. You know, just while things simmer down. Eh... Eh... "Dear, Susan. I'm sorry. I made a terrible mistake. I'm really , really sorry."
Jerry: That's it?
George: What? Too short?
Both: Seems a little short, yeah.
Jerry: You can't go to China. What about your job?
George: Right. My job.