[Seeing George eating pretzels] May I have one of those, madam?
George
Madam? What are you calling me madam for?
[Kramer takes George's glasses and shows him the inside]
Now look here, see it's right here: Gloria Vanderbilt Collection.
George
He sold me ladies' glasses!
I'm tellin' ya! The pigman is alive. The government's been experimenting with pigmen since the fifties.
Will you stop it. Just because a hospital gets a grant to study DNA doesn't mean they are creating a race of mutant pigmen.
Oh, Jerry. Would you wake up to reality! It's a military thing. They're probably creating a whole army of pig warriors.
George
I wish there were pigmen. You get a few of these pigmen walking around I'm looking a whole lot better. Then if somebody wants to fix me up at least they could say, Hey he's no pig-man!
Believe me, there'd be plenty of women going for the pigmen. No matter what the deformity you'll find some group of perverts attracted to it. Ooo that little tail turns me on.
[George is meeting with the hospital administrator after a patient jumped from the roof and landed on George’s car]
SMrs. Sweedler
Mr. Costanza, come in, come in. It’s been a very trying couple of days around the hospital. Doctors, patients, everyone just grief stricken over this unfortunate occurrence.
George
Well, I join them in their grief.
SMrs. Sweedler
Horrible thing. Flew right past the children’s wing. All the sick children in the playroom looking out the window, just traumatized by the incident. Apparently, they thought he was flying. You know how children are. “Oh, look, a man is flying! A man is flying!” and then…splat.
George
That’s where I come in, on “splat”. You see Mrs. Sweedler, or is it Hospital Administrator Sweedler?
SMrs. Sweedler
Mrs. Sweedler.
George
Mrs. Sweedler. Thank you very much. You see, this tragedy has affected me in a very…very personal way.
SMrs. Sweedler
How is that?
George
Yes, well, you see…the deceased…landed on my car. The “splat”, as it were, actually occurred on the roof of my car. Now, of course I can’t help but feel that had it been a convertible, this whole tragedy might have been averted. But I’ve never been the kind of guy to buy a convertible what with the baldness and everything.
SMrs. Sweedler
Well, I have known bald men who owned convertibles. They wore a hat.
George
Yes, but then everything’s all pulled down and-- Ah, anyway. The damage, unfortunately, has marred an otherwise fine automobile rendering it virtually undrivable.
WMrs. Weedler
[Flatly] Yes. Well that is a shame.
George
Yes! A shame. That is exactly how I would put it. Now, Mrs. Sweedler, with all due discretion and sensitivity, and taking in the whole scope of the situation, I just can’t help but think that…the hospital is somehow responsible for compensating the other still living victim of this horrendous, horrendous tragedy.
SMrs. Sweedler
Mr. Costaza,
George
Yes?
SMrs. Sweedler
A man plummeted tragically to his ultimate demise,
George
Yes.
SMrs. Sweedler
And you greedily, callously, want to profit from it?
George
Well, “profit”? I--I think you’ll see from the estimate that I’m not really profiting that much. [Takes the estimate from the insurance company out of his pocket to show Mrs. Sweedler] It might be a little high, but--
SMrs. Sweedler
Get out. Get out now. Get out of my office!
[George gets up to leave but turns back to leave the paper on Mrs. Sweedler’s desk]
George
Should I just leave this---?
[Gwen is breaking up with George]
GGwen
It's not you, it's me.
George
[appalled] You're giving me the "It's Not You, It's Me" routine? I invented "It's Not You, It's Me"! No one tells me it's them, not me! If it's anybody, it's me!
GGwen
[embarrassed] Alright, alright... George, it's you.
George
You're damn right, it's me!
DDoctor
I find that there's absolutely nothing wrong with you.
George
Hmm. Really? Nothing?
DDoctor
Nothing that would indicate involuntary spasms.
George
Well, it's kind of a mystery, isn't it?
George
How so?
DDoctor
May I suggest the possibility that you're faking?
George
I show up. I pretend I have the job. The guy's on vacation. If I have the job, it's fine. If I don't have the job, by the time he comes back, I'm ensconced.
George
What's the worst thing that can happen?
Well, you'd be embarrassed and humiliated in front of a large group of people and have to walk out in shame with you tail between your legs.
George
Yeah, so?
George
I wanna know what I did to this woman.
KKaren
What, you got a little thing for her?
George
No, No! She's going out with a friend of mine. It's only courteous that we should try and like each other.
KKaren
What difference does it make? Who cares if she doesn't like you? Does everybody in the world have to like you?
George
Yes! Yes! Everybody has to like me. I must be liked!
Is there anything wrong with getting a receipt at a tollbooth?
MCMother Costanza
I'm going upstairs.
This stack should be bigger.
George
What TV Guide?
I'm missing TV Guide ... Volume 41, number 31.
Elaine took it to read on the subway.
Elaine took it? -I didn't know she took it.
George
Well, it's two weeks old.
How could you let her take the TV Guide?!
George
He collects them.
Walking into my house, stealing my collectibles!
[screaming] Oh my God! [she enters holding a small packet] This was in our bed.
[taking the packet] What is this? [accusingly to George] A prophylactic wrapper?!
What is this doing on my bed?!
George
I don't know, uh...
I'll see you later. [leaves with unseemly haste]
You were having sex on our bed?!
George
Yes!
Who told you you could have sex in our bed?
George
[pleading] Well, my bed is too small.
Your bed is too small? I'm gone two weeks and you turn our house into, into Bourbon Street!
Where am I going to sleep?
George
What are you talking about?
George
Of course you can.
I can't! [screams] I can't!
That's it! You're grounded!
George
[incredulously] You can't ground me, I'm a grown man.
You wanna live here? You respect the rules of our house. YOU'RE GROUNDED!!!
[George and his girlfriend Diane are walking along the beach]
DDiane
[Referring to him being a marine biologist] Your parents must be so proud of you, George.
George
Oh, they're busting.
[They come across a group of people looking out into the ocean]
DDiane
What are those people doing over there? [As they approach the group] What's going on over here?
WWoman
There's a beached whale, she's dying.
MMan
Is anyone here a marine biologist?
[Everyone begins shouting for George to help]
DDiane
Save the whale, George. For me.
[George drops his hat, coat, shoes and socks and walks into the ocean]
George
[Recounting the story to Jerry and Kramer at the coffee shop] So I started to walk into the water. I won't lie to you, boys, I was terrified. But I pressed on! And as I made my way passed the breakers, a strange calm came over me. I don't know if it was divine intervention or the kinship of all living things but I'm telling you, Jerry, at that moment I was a marine biologist.
[Enters the coffee shop and sits next to George] George, I'd just been reading this thing in the paper, it's unbelievable!
George
I know, I was just telling the story.
Well come on, George, finish the story.
George
The sea was angry that day, my friends - like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli. I got about fifty feet out and suddenly, the great beast appeared before me. I tell you he was ten stories high if he was a foot. As if sensing my presence, he let out a great bellow. I said, "Easy, big fella!" And then, as I watched him struggling, I realized that something was obstructing its breathing. From where I was standing, I could see directly into the eye of the great fish.
George
Whatever.
Well, what did you do next?
George
Well then, from out of nowhere, a huge tidal wave lifted me, tossed me like a cork, and I found myself right on top of him - face to face with the blowhole. I could barely see from the waves crashing down upon me, but I knew something was there. So I reached my hand in, felt around, and pulled out the obstruction.
[George reveals the obstruction to be a golf ball]
What is that, a Titleist?
[George nods]
George
Well, what was I supposed to do? Get out of the shower, put on my bathrobe, go all the way down to the other end, come all the way back?
Did you ever hear about holding it in?
George
Oh no. No, that's very bad for the kidneys.
George
[scoffs] Medical journals.
Do the medical journals mention anything about standing in a pool of someone else's urine?