George: Well, I got my triangles.
Jerry: Really.
George: Yup, you know, they really spruce up the apartment.
Jerry: Yeah, I'm sure. Well, I gotta call the Hospital. I gotta tell 'em what happened.
George: No, Jerry. I wouldn't do that.
Jerry: Why?
George: You could get in trouble.
Jerry: Look, I gotta try and help the guy.
George: Who are you to play God!? Every man's time comes! If his number is up, who are you to interfere!?