George: Dad.
Frank Costanza: What are you wearing, an athletic sweat suit?
George: What are you doing here?
Kramer: Well, he came by to pick up his check for the banquet hall. You know, I got 183 responses? It's gonna be a rager.
Jerry: Kramer, how are you gonna cook Jewish delicacies for a hundred and eighty-three people?
Kramer: You're right. That's a lot of pupkitz. Hey, Frank, you know anybody who can help me cook?
Frank Costanza: Cook? No, I don't know any cooks. I don't know anything about cooking!