Jerry: Red shirt! Red shirt! That's the red shirt!
George: What are you talking about?
Jerry: You're wearing the chocolate shirt!
George: I am? What a strange coincidence..
Jerry: A-ha! Nice try, my friend, but you gotta get up pretty early in the morning..
George: You gotta let me go over there.
Jerry: What are you gonna do? Badger a pregnant woman at her own baby shower?! What are you, gonna take it off and make her rinse it in club soda?
George: No, I'm gonna hold it under her nose so she can smell the scent of stale Bosco that I had to live with for three years, and I'm gonna say, "Remember this shirt, baby?! Well, now, it's payback time!"