So Much Stuff...!

 "Yes!" George shouts when he sees the treasure around the gleaming golden horn. "Look at all of that stuff!" He spends a few seconds admiring the bounty until the gong rings. He jumps off his plate, lands in the water, and splashes onshore. He picks up a prettyful shining silver syringe and admires it as it sparkles in the sunlight. He hears a splashing and, without thinking, turns and sticks the syringe into Weston's arm. The boy falls to the ground, dead.
 "Oops," George mutters, dropping the now-empty syringe. "Sorry.