Kramer: Look at this, Mickey. These pants are falling apart.
Jerry: You know, when I met you, Kramer, you used to wear jeans all the time.
Kramer: Yeah, well, I was a different man then.
Jerry: With a different body.
Kramer: Hey, I got the body of a taut, preteen Swedish boy.
Jerry: I don't know.
Kramer: Now, what are you thinking? You think that I'm not able to wear jeans anymore? Is that what you're saying? Because if that's what you're saying, Jerry, I'll go and I'll buy some jeans. I swear to God, I will. Don't think I won't, Jerry. [Jerry nods silently] All right. That's it.