George: You told David Puddy your move and you didn't tell me? I need a move. You know I have no moves, Jerry. [points to the candy bar] Gimme a bite.
Jerry: Can I just get it opened first?
George: I can't believe you're hoarding sex moves. I'm out there rubbing two sticks together. You're walking around with a zippo.
Jerry: All right, all right. Here.
George: [takes a bite] Oh, that's good. That's very good.
Jerry: You feel better?
George: Yeah, much better. All right, so what's the move, because I need something. This woman I'm dating, it's like she's doing her nails during love-making.
Jerry: Nancy Klopper?
George: Yeah. Never seen anyone so bored. I'm working like a dog here. Give me a moan. Something. I'd settle for a belch, for god's sake.