Jerry: I'm sorry. I-I don't know you.
Phil: What?
Jerry: There's been some robberies in the building. I-I can't let you in.
Phil: But, I live here. I ran out to get some birdseed, and-and I forgot my key.
George: Sounds like a scam.
Jerry: [closing the door] Very sorry.
George: [waiting for the elevator] So, I broke up with Maura.
Jerry: Great, you're lonely and miserable again.
George: Feels right.
Jerry: Is that guy still there?
George: He's staring at us.
Jerry: Don't look at him. [Phil starts knocking] We don't hear that.