George
You're saying I stand to inherit $300,000, is that what you're saying?
Of course, you may not see it for 20 years.
George
20 years... that long?
Does your father still eat bacon and eggs every day?
George
Unfortunately, yes.
How's your family history?
George
I have an aunt that died at age seven.
George
Aunt Baby.
George
Listen to the comeback: "Oh yeah? Well the jerk store called. They're running outta you."
[Jerry, Elaine, and Kramer stare blankly at him]
George
Wha...You gotta be kidding me?!
How 'bout this one? How 'bout, "Your cranium called. It's got some space to rent."?
George
What does that mean?
Hey, here you go: "Hey, Reilly. The zoo called. You're due back by six."
George
No. No, no, no. You're not helping me.
Look, just tell him you had sex with his wife. That'll kill him.
Who was the last president to have a beard?
George
Nixon.
No, I mean a real thick beard.
George
His was thick.
No, I mean like a full long beard like Smith Brothers Cough Drops.
George
Falkmore.
George
Artemis N. Falkmore.
George
Yeah. But it sounds like a president name, doesn't it?
Yeah. Why do presidents all have these bad names? Woodrow, Grover, Millard
George
The presidency attracts the badly named. Their ambition is based on personal insecurity. It's a classic male overcompensation.
[Jerry has just returned from Florida, and is putting away his bag. A worried George sits at the table.]
[disbelief] So she wanted you to come up, but you left because you thought some guy might be calling you?!
[Jerry puts his bag in the bedroom and returns as George paces the floor.]
George
[animated] Some guy. Some guy? Neil! I have got to find out how he could get a girl like Danielle.
George, you've got Danielle. Forget about Neil. You've out-Neiled him.
George
[surprised] So, I'm Neil? How did I do that?
I don't know, but you better keep it up.
George
I'm gonna go meet Danielle. [grabs his coat] There's a new Neil in town! [triumphant laughter] Hahaha!
[George exits, cheerfully. The phone rings as the door closes.]
[to himself] I try to take a vacation, I come back, the whole operation's a shambles. [answers phone] Hello.
[In Florida, Helen and Morty each have a handset. Morty is still wearing the '#1 DAD' shirt.]
Hey Jerry. Number One here. Did you go see Izzy at the back specialist?
I will, I just walked in the door.
Helen, will you stop bothering him.
Jerry, that shirt has gone right to his head.
[The Seinfelds hang up. Jerry's door opens and Kramer bursts in, agitated.]
Jerry, I just picked up the Cubans at the bus station. [shrill] What's going on!?
[animated] They're not real Cubans. They're Dominicans.
So, Jerry, if my investors don't get Cubans, the whole deal's off.
Jerry, once you've had real Cubans, there's just nothing else like it.
[confused] We're talking about people, right?
Yes, yes. The quality, the texture, the intoxicating aroma. These guys don't have it.
I thought they smelled pretty nice.
Jerry, your palate's unrefined.
I'm not having this conversation.
George
Really?
Yeah. I met this lawyer, we went out to dinner, I had the lobster bisque, we went back to my place, yada yada yada, I never heard from him again.
But you yada yada'd over the best part.
No, I mentioned the bisque.
[Jerry, George and Darren are sitting at a table in Monk's. Jerry and George are having a conversation as Darren writes down notes]
George
[To Jerry] Well, Play Now's through playing. They turned the heat way up in my office. Trying to sweat me out.
[To Darren] Do you have to write all this stuff down?
DDarren
Well, Mr. Kramer's in a meeting with Mr. Lomez but he didn't want to miss anything.
[Jerry makes a slightly annoyed face]
[To George] So how hot did it get?
George
I don't know, hundred and twenty, hundred and thirty. Then they sent some guys in to sandblast for six hours, tomorrow they're putting in asbestos.
I guess you can take anything but actual work.
George
Bring it on.
[Kramer enters and sits next to George]
GJGeorge and Jerry
[using "the voice" that Jerry has created as a joke] Helllooo Kramer! Wellcomme! La, la, la.
Sorry, I couldn't get out of there. [To Darren] What did I miss?
DDarren
Well, after ordering Mr. Seinfeld and Mr. Costanza debated on whether or not Iron Man wore some sort of undergarment between his skin and his iron suit.
George
And I still say he's naked under there!
[sarcastically] Oh that makes a lot of sense!
George
Aw, shut up!
DDarren
Then Mr. Seinfeld went to the restroom at which point Mr. Costanza scooped ice out of Mr. Seinfeld's drink with his bare hand and used it to wash up. Mr. Costanza then remarked to me, "this never happened".
[Jerry spits out his drink back into the glass]