David Puddy: Jerry, I just need your signature, here, and we'll get you that yellow car ready to go.
Jerry: Yellow? I wanted black.
David Puddy: I can't give you black at that price.
Jerry: George, could you help me, please?
George: [stands up] Yes. This is wrong!
Jerry: Sing it, sister!
George: Just because a candy bar fails to fall from its perch...
Jerry: Oh, God.
George: ...does not imply transfer of ownership. Moe, Sol, or… Lem is not gonna get away with this!