Elaine: God, it is so great to drive again. I miss it so much. [shouts] How about a left turn signal, you moron! Whoa!
Jerry: [inner monologue] I'm so nauseous. She's the worst driver. You know what, on my first road test, I hit a dog. I think it was a golden retriever. No, no, no, it was a yellow lab. I gotta check my messages. [dials phone]
Man: [crossing road] Hey!
Jerry: [inner monologue] I'm so carsick I'm gonna vomit.
Elaine: Oh, my God, Jerry. My friend Kim called. David and Beth got separated last night. They're getting divorced! [suddenly brakes]