Lloyd: I ran into George yesterday in the city. [George elbows Estelle]
Estelle Costanza: Ow! What's the matter with you?
Lloyd: So, uh, how's the arm, huh?
George: Oh, it's good. It's good.
Estelle Costanza: What's the matter with your arm?
George: Nothing.
Lloyd: Oh, his arm moves like this.
Frank Costanza: Your arm moves like this?
George: Yeah.
Frank Costanza: I never seen your arm move like this.
Estelle Costanza: Me, either.
George: Well, it comes and goes.
Frank Costanza: It's like some kind of a spasm.