Kramer: So now he wants her more than ever.
Newman: Blast!
Kramer: What am I gonna do, huh?
Newman: Don't despair, my friend. I won't allow your love to go unrequited. Not like mine.
Kramer: What, again with you?
Newman: Sorry. But love is spice with many tastes. A dizzying array of textures and moments.
Kramer: If only I could say things like that around her.
Newman: Yes...