Jerry: Well, looks like you've adjusted to the boxers.
Kramer: Well, I wouldn't go as far as that.
Jerry: You went back to the Jockeys?
Kramer: Wrong again.
Jerry: Oh, no.
Elaine: What? What?
Jerry: Don't you see what's going on here? No boxers, no Jockeys.
Elaine: Eww.
Jerry: The only thing between him and us is a thin layer of gabardine. Kramer, say it isn't so.
Kramer: Oh, it be so. I'm out there, Jerry, and I'm loving every minute of it!
Jerry: Don't you need a little help?
Kramer: Surprisingly, no. I'm free. I'm unfettered. I feel like a naked, innocent boy roaming the countryside.

Estelle Costanza: You're not Chinese?
Donna: No.
Estelle Costanza: I thought you were Chinese.
Donna: I'm from Long Island.
Estelle Costanza: Long Island? I thought I was getting advice from a Chinese woman.
Donna: I'm sorry.
Estelle Costanza: Well, then that changes everything.
George: What?
Estelle Costanza: She's not Chinese. I was duped!
George: So what? She still gave you advice. What's the difference if she's not Chinese?
Estelle Costanza: I'm not taking advice from some girl from Long Island.

Kramer: Here, take my Jockey shorts.
Elaine: Whoa, whoa!
Jerry: Hey, what is that?
Kramer: Look, you gotta help me. I have to get off Jockey shorts.
Jerry: What, you have low sperm count?
Kramer: Very low! Come on, take them.
Jerry: I don't want them.
Kramer: Jerry, look, you gotta help. If I have one pair in my house, I'll wear them.
Jerry: I don't want them.
Kramer: All it takes is one pair.
Jerry: I'm not gonna be able to sleep if those are in the house.
Kramer: Boxers! How do you wear these things? Look at that. They're bagging up. They're rising here. And there's nothing holding me in place. I'm flipping, I'm flopping. What am I gonna do? Jerry, I'm going crazy in these things. [exits]
Jerry: Well, I'm gonna have to move now.