Connie: [on phone] You gotta meet me at the police station. They're arresting me for attempted murder.
Jackie Chiles: Attempted murder? Of whom?
Connie: This guy, Kramer.
Jackie Chiles: Oh. Cosmo Kramer?
Connie: Yeah, that's right.
Jackie Chiles: I don't want nothing to do with it. [hangs up]

George: How about these seats? Are these fantastic, huh? Huh? I feel like Lincoln.
Jerry: Yeah. Well, let's hope this evening turns out a little better.

Kramer: Hey, everybody. Listen, do me a favor, will you? I got a hot date tonight with Connie. Knock on my door, wake me up in twenty minutes, all right?
Jerry: Catnap?
Kramer: No, no, no, no. This is evolutionary. I been reading this book on Leonardo da Vinci. See, that means 'from Vinci'. Do you know that?
Jerry: That must be some book.
Kramer: Yeah, well, turns out that the master slept only twenty minutes every three hours. Now, that works out to two and a half extra days that I'm awake per week, every week. Which means, if I live to be eighty, I will have lived the equivalent of a hundred and five years.
Jerry: Not to mention how much more you'll accomplish.
Kramer: Oh, I got a lot of things in the hopper, buddy.
Jerry: I didn't know you had a hopper.
Kramer: Oh, I got a hopper. A big hopper.