Newman: Hello, Mrs. Seinfeld.
Helen Seinfeld: [like Jerry] Hello, Newman. Jerry's not here. [goes to close the door]
Newman: Uh... [walks in] Having a nice trip? [grabs a junior mint and pockets it]
Helen Seinfeld: Wonderful. We went to the theater last night.
Newman: Oh, the theater. Because I was wondering...
Helen Seinfeld: Wondering what?
Newman: Why I didn't see you at Schindler's List with Jerry.
Helen Seinfeld: Well we already saw it.
Newman: Oh, well, it's a good thing for Jerry that you didn't go.
Morty Seinfeld: Why is that?
Newman: Well, he really seemed to have his hands full if you know what I mean.
Helen Seinfeld: I'm afraid I don't.
Newman: Him and his buxom little friend Rachel were going at it pretty good in the balcony.
Morty Seinfeld: What?
Newman: What, do I have to spell it out for yeah? He was moving on her like the storm-troopers into Poland.
Helen Seinfeld: Jerry was necking during Schindler's List?
Newman: Yes! And a more offensive spectacle I cannot recall. Anyway I just really came up to get some detergent.
Helen Seinfeld: Jerry sends his laundry out.
Newman: [laughing] Oh, right. Well, it was very nice seeing you folks. And, by the way, you didn't hear this from me. Ta-ta.