Kramer: Over there. The Dominicans.
Jerry: Aren't they supposed to be rolling cigars?
Kramer: Well, it didn't quite work out, and now I've got nothing for them to do.
George: So?
Kramer: So, I taught them all about Cuba, and they really took to it. You know, Marxism, the Worker's Revolution, the clothing.
Jerry: Boy, they seem pretty angry about something.
Kramer: Yeah. I'm a little worried. When there's no work, and the people get restless, who do you think they come after? [points to himself] El Presidente!

J. Peterman: Elaine, I hope you're watching the clothes, because I can't take my eyes off the passion.
Elaine: No. No, I can't do this any more. I can't. It's too long. [to the screen] Quit telling your stupid story about the stupid desert and just die already! [shouts] Die!
All: Ssh.
J. Peterman: Elaine. You don't like the movie?
Elaine: [shouts] I hate it!
All: Ssh.
Elaine: Oh, go to hell!!
J. Peterman: Well, why didn't you say so in the first place? You're fired.
Elaine: Great. I'll wait for you outside.

Jerry: This is quite a condo.
Morty Seinfeld: The Mandelbaums own the Magic Pan restaurants.
Jerry: The crepe place?
Morty Seinfeld: Yeah. This is all big crepe money.
Jerry: There's crepe money?

Sid: Somebody call an ambulance.
Morty Seinfeld: There's already an ambulance here for Mrs. Glickman. There's room for one more.

Jerry: You know at the movies, they show that little ad for the concession stand?
Elaine: Where the cartoon candy's dancing and the Milk Dud's playing the banjo?
Jerry: Oh, he's wailing on that banjo.
Elaine: Yeah.
Jerry: I just don't understand the raisinettes.
Elaine: The sax player?
Jerry: Yeah.
Elaine: Yeah.
Jerry: The box of raisinettes runs up to the concession stand, buys another box of raisinettes.
Elaine: So?
Jerry: Box of raisinettes eating another box of raisinettes? It's perverse.
Elaine: He's not gonna eat them. He's buying them for his Pepsi girlfriend.
Jerry: Why's he dating a Pepsi? They're not having children.
Elaine: He's a musician.
Jerry: Musicians. Get a real job.

George: Jerry, figure this out. I'm in the coffee shop, and this beautiful girl I could never even talk to, mistakes me for her boyfriend.
Jerry: That's a nice four seconds.
George: I look just like him. I. Me. This! This is what her boyfriend looks like. How is that possible?
Jerry: Maybe he has money.
George: Maybe he doesn't. Maybe he and I are exactly the same, except for one minor, yet crucial, detail. You never know.
Jerry: Sometimes you do.
George: Maybe it's some small thing I could change. Like a mustache. Or wearing a top hat, or a monocle, or a..or a cane.
Jerry: Who's she dating? Mr Peanut?
George: She could do a lot worse than Mr Peanut, my friend.

Blaine: So, what do you wanna see?
Elaine: What about Sack Lunch?
Blaine: How about The English Patient? It's up for all those Oscars.
Elaine: Oh, come on Blaine. I mean, look at the poster for Sack Lunch.
Blaine: It's a family in a brown paper bag.
Elaine: Don't you wanna know how they got in there?
Blaine: No.
[The ticket attendant puts up a sign reading "Sack Lunch, Sold Out"]
Elaine: Aw. Sold out.
Blaine: Oh, two for The English Patient.
Elaine: So do you think they got shrunk down, or is it just a giant sack?

Morty Seinfeld: Jerry, this is Del Boca Vista's new physical fitness room. They got medicine balls, you can bike ride, anything you want.
Jerry: Stairmaster?
Morty Seinfeld: What?
Jerry: Nothing.
Morty Seinfeld: [opens his tracksuit] See what I'm wearing? [Morty's wearing the #1 Dad t-shirt]
Jerry: Oh, did you get that outta my bag?
Morty Seinfeld: No, your mother found it. Son, this is the most wonderful and thoughtful thing you've ever done for me.
Jerry: You know, I bought you a Cadillac. Twice.

Jerry: [on the phone] What is that bubbling sound? Are you making your tomato sauce?
Kramer: Hot and spicy.
Jerry: You're not wearing a shirt, are you?
Kramer: Yes, I am.
Jerry: What color is it?
Kramer: Damn it.

George: You know, you could've just given me Neil's number. You... You didn't have to take me out to dinner.
Danielle: I wanted to give it to you in person. You know, I don't have to be up in the morning, and I know a great breakfast place, right around the corner.
George: Does Neil like to eat a big breakfast?
Danielle: Why don't you come in? We'll take about it.
George: I really should get going. You know, I..I wanna be home in case Neil calls.
Danielle: Well, goodnight.
[Danielle leans in for a kiss, but an oblivious George turns and walks away]
George: I'll see you.