Clayton: 'till this bastard over here says: "Let's call the sons o'bitches and go visit them in New York!" [all laugh]
George: Well, we're certainly glad that you could make it.
Gardner: I like your organization, George. We've been talking to a really friendly son of a bitch in the front office. Wilhelm, I think is his name.
George: Oh yes, Mr.Wilhelm, yeah.
Gardner: He told us that George Costanza was gonna be taking us bastards out on the town. [all laugh] I said: "That son of a bitch doesn't know what he's got in store for him!". [all laugh]
Zeke: Finish your drink?
George: Oh yeah, almost. Almost.
Zeke: Let's get that bastard bring us another round!
Clayton: You a big drinker, George?
George: Well, maybe not as much as this bastard... [points to Zeke; all laugh] I can hold my own!