Connie: [passionate] Oh Cosmo. Mm-mmm, Cosmo. Oh Cosmo. Uh, honey, can you move a little, this hurts. [Kramer doesn't respond] Cosmo? Oh, my God. Cosmo, wake up! Cosmo? Oh, my God! He's dead! He's dead. [grabs phone and makes call] Yeah, Tommy, this is Connie. You gotta help me. Some guy dropped dead on top of me. I can't call the cops, 'cause Joey might find out. I can't. I'm stuck. You gotta help me.