Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig

Today when I came home I was thinking about my Dad's discomfort with strangers and I thought, "These are not strangers. I trust these people with my life." I think the movie life follow up to that would be, "I'd take a bullet", or "I'd push her out of the way and get hit by the train." But my rationale that immediately followed in the next thought was, "If we were in a situation where one of us had to die, we would be able to reach a consensus about it."