Jerry: I'll be right back. [leaves the table]
Kramer: So, what's your talent?
Karen: Magic.
Kramer: Mmm. I'm thinking of a number from one to ten.
Karen: Six.
Kramer: No, five. But you were close.

Kramer: How's your evening?
Karen: Well, I'm wearing this red dress -
Kramer: Stop right there.
Karen: No good?
Kramer: Disaster.
Karen: Why?
Kramer: Well, you got brown eyes. You want to wear a green dress.
Karen: That makes sense.

Kramer: Hey.
Jerry: Well, if it isn't Mr. Blackwell.
Kramer: Oh, come on.
Jerry: And that waist cincher, that was the topper.
Kramer: Oh, you're pooh-poohing!
Jerry: Yes, I pooh-pooh.
Kramer: Well, let me tell you something. I'm taking this kid to the top. To the top, Jerry! We're going for the crown, and you can't stop her!
Jerry: I don't want to stop her!
Kramer: You can't stop her, Jerry! Oh, I've seen them come and go, but this kid has got something! [turns to leave]
Jerry: Yeah, so do you.

George: Well, did you see it?
Jerry: See what?
George: The uniforms! Did you see how they played? Listen to these comments! "Wade Boggs: 'What a fabric! Finally we can breathe.' Luis Palonia: 'Cotton is king.' Paul O'Neill: 'I never dreamed anything could be so soft and fluffy.'"
Jerry: Boy, they really do sound comfortable.

Elaine: So, what do you think?
Mr. Pitt: No.
Elaine: You don't like them?
Mr. Pitt: No, I don't like them.
Elaine: What's wrong?
Mr. Pitt: They're too tight.
Elaine: Too tight?
Mr. Pitt: There's no elastic, you need to pull too much .
Elaine: I think they look good!
Mr. Pitt: They're cutting off the circulation.
Elaine: All right, well, I'll just take them back.

Mr. Pitt: [answers phone] Hello?
Jerry: Hi, Mr. Pitt! Is Elaine there?
Mr. Pitt: It's for you.
Elaine: Sorry. Hello?
Jerry: Hey Elaine, it's me.
Elaine: Jerry?
Jerry: We're going to Atlantic City.
Elaine: Really? When?
Jerry: Today, right now! Are you in?
Elaine: One second. One second, hang on. [to Mr. Pitt] Excuse me, Mr. Pitt? Would it be all right if I got you the socks tomorrow?
Mr. Pitt: Tomorrow?
Elaine: Yes.
Mr. Pitt: But I was hoping for my new socks today!
Elaine: Well, it's just one more day.
Mr. Pitt: I'm sorry. I must have them today. [looks downbeat]
Elaine: [on the phone to Jerry] I can't go.
Jerry: Why not?
Elaine: Because I have to return the socks and get different ones.
Mr. Pitt: Elaine!
Elaine: I gotta go.

Jerry: What the hell is that?
George: I don't know, it sounds like pigeons or something!
Jerry: Well, I can't sleep with that noise.
George: Me either. Is there anything you can do to shut them up?
Jerry: Wait a second. This'll scare 'em off. [pours a bucket of water off the balcony] Well, good night, Ollie.
George: Good night, Stan.

Kramer: What is it?
Karen: My doves! They're dead! I trained those birds for eight years! How am I supposed to do my magic act now?
Kramer: How did this happen?
Karen: They like it outside, so I kept them in a cage on the terrace. Then I found them dead in a pool of water!
[As Kramer steps out onto the balcony, he slips in the water]
Jerry: Well, how did this happen?
Karen: It must have been an accident.
Kramer: Accident? This was no accident. These doves were murdered.

Kramer: Well, that's it! She's out of the pageant!
Jerry: What? Why? What happened?
Kramer: Her birds are dead.
Jerry: Birds?
Kramer: Yeah, birds. She's got these trained doves. She does this magic act. That was her talent for the pageant. You know what I think, Jerry? I think somebody murdered those doves. Somebody wanted her out of that contest bad. Somebody who was just eaten up with jealousy. Somebody who couldn't stand to have the spotlight taken off of them!

Jerry: What are you looking at? Oh, that! We had to leave that outside, last night, because the water was making the room too cold.
Kramer: You killed them, didn't you?
Jerry: No, you don't understand. It's not what you think! It was an accident!
Kramer: Well, don't think you've won, because you haven't! This kid is a fighter! And if you think I'm gonna let a couple of dead birds get in our way, you're crazy!