Jerry: Well, I'm just not sure how I feel about it, Kramer.
Kramer: All right, what's gotten into you? What's happened?
Jerry: Nothing's happened.
[As Kramer begins to leave, he notices an "Oh Henry!" wrapper in Jerry's trash can]
Kramer: Oh, what's this?
Jerry: Oh, no, no, no, wait a second .Wait a second.
Kramer: I see. Yes. Little Miss Candy Bar paid a visit, didn't she?
Jerry: Kramer, it is not what you think.
Kramer: Ah! I know what I think. I think you're gaga over this dame. She's twisted you around her little finger, and now, you're willing to sell me, and Elaine, and whoever else you have to, right down the river.
Jerry: And what about you? Trying to bilk an innocent bystander out of a family fortune, built on sweat and toil, manufacturing quality Oh Henry! candy bars, for honest, hard-working Americans!
Kramer: You're just out for sex!
Jerry: You're just out for money!