Lamar: Oh, look who's here. It's my old buddy, black Saab.
Jerry: Maroon Golf.
Lamar: Where you going, black Saab? You seem to be a tad askew.
Jerry: Could you move your car back a little?
Lamar: Oh. Sorry. I seem to have cut you off.
Elaine: All right, I think I know where this is going, and I am going somewhere else.
Jerry: You can't do that. You can't just leave the group.
Elaine: I've been trying to leave this group for 10 years. Vaya con dios.
Kramer: Con dios? Well, that's rude.