Izzy: What are you doing here?
Jerry: Aw, Mr Mandelbaum, I just wanted to come by and tell you how sorry I was that you hurt yourself.
Izzy: What the hell is that?
Jerry: What?
Izzy: That shirt. You think that you are the number #1 dad?
Morty Seinfeld: This was a gift from my son.
Izzy: Oh, I see how it works now. He knocks me out of commission, so you can strut around in your fancy number one shirt. Well, I'll show you who's number one. [starts to get out of bed]
Jerry: Mr Mandelbaum, please.
Izzy: It's go time. [his back cracks as he stands up] Ah! My back. I can't move.
Morty Seinfeld: Call an ambulance.
Jerry: I think I saw one a couple of doors down.