Willie: Mr. Costanza, I really don't have time for this.
George: Now, if this mechanic guy, was, in fact, eating a 5th Avenue bar, as he claimed, wouldn't you agree he would have no problem picking one out from a candy line-up?
Willie: "Candy line-up"?
George: I've spent the last hour preparing ten candy bars with no wrappers of identification of any kind for him to select from.
Willie: It took you an hour?
George: Only I hold the answer key to their true candy identities. And so, without further ado, I give you.. the candy line-up. [opens a door to find the employees eating candy bars]
Assistant: Hey, Willie, check it out! Free candy!
George: That's my candy line-up! Where are my cards?! They're- They're all on the floor! And you! How many Twix does that make for you, today?! Like, 8 Twix?!
Mechanic: No.
Man: Hey, this Clark bar is good.
George: It's a Twix! They're all Twix! It was a setup! A setup, I tell you! And you've robbed it! You've all screwed me again! Now, gimme one! Gimme a Twix!
Mechanic: They're all gone.
George: [shouts] Twix!

Jerry: All right. Elaine, David, I believe we have a deal here in principle: Arby's no more than once a month. In exchange, Elaine comes to your softball game, and doesn't read a book.
Elaine: Yeah, well, that's not bad.
David Puddy: I can live with that.
Jerry: So, you're back together?
David Puddy: Yeah.
Jerry: All right, all right. All right, that's enough! Let's get back to my deal. That undercoating, that's just a rip-off, isn't it, David?
David Puddy: Oh, we don't even know what it is.
Jerry: So, I'm getting the insider's deal?
David Puddy: Insider's deal. High-five.

George: This Arby's is good.
Elaine: So, George, I still don't understand, how was that a setup?
Jerry: And who were you trying to set up, anyway? The mechanic or the manager?
George: I don't know. All of 'em. They're all crooks! Besides, I couldn't get all different candy bars, anyway.