George: [shivering] You know that coat was Gore-Tex. It was worth a hell of a lot more than that cheap Chardonnay.
Kramer: I'm freezing. I'm definitely freezing. I can't stop shaking.
George: I'm cold too. At least you've got a coat. Let's get in the car.
[A mustachioed Middle-Eastern man with a green, army coat and black hat approaches the car blocking George in]
George: Oh, my god that's Saddam Hussein. The dictator. I told you.
Saddam Hussein: I wouldn't walk around without a coat in this weather; you'll catch your death of cold. So long.