Abby: Actually, I was kind of thinking that maybe we shouldn't see each other for a while.
Jerry: Why?
Abby: Well, I'm feeling a little disoriented. It's just weird for me not to have an advisor.
Jerry: I can tell you what to do.
Abby: No, it's more than that.
Jerry: I can tell you what to think.
Abby: I need someone I can trust.
Jerry: Oh.

Abby: And you're sure with your busy schedule you'd have time to take on a protege?
George: I'll make time. Because, Abby, I was once like you. Wide-eyed, naive, I didn't know the first thing about a subject as fundamental as... risk management.
Abby: I'm not familiar with that. You'll have to explain it to me.
George: I'll tell you what. Why don't you read this book and let's just see if you can explain it to me?

Kenny Bania: Did you hear what happened? The mentor saw my act. She dumped me.
Jerry: Oh, that's too bad.
Kenny Bania: Maybe she's right. Maybe I am a complete hack. I'm the absolute worst. The worst, Jerry.
Jerry: Well, it's just that you got so many things with the milk. You got that Bosco bit, then you got your Nestle's Quik bit, by the time you get to Ovaltine...
Kenny Bania: You think you can give me a hand with my material?

Kramer: Hey.
Frank Costanza: You still need a cook?
Kramer: Oh, yeah, come on in, Frank.
Frank Costanza: You got Tefal?
Kramer: No, Calphalon.
Frank Costanza: No! Follow me.

Kenny Bania: "Why do they call it Ovaltine? The mug is round. The jar is round. They should call it roundtine." That's gold, Jerry! Gold!

Elaine: Let's just replace "hail of shrapnel" and "scar tissue" with "string of pearls" and "raspberry scones".

Jerry: George Costanza is your mentor?
Abby: Yeah. He's great. I am learning so much. About what? How to calculate five percent of a restaurant check?
Abby: You know what your problem is? You just have no respect for the mentor/mentor relationship.
Jerry: As a matter of fact, I happen to have a protege of my own.
Abby: Who?
Jerry: A Mr. Kenneth Bania.
Abby: Bania?
Jerry: I'm gonna mentor this kid to the top.
Abby: Huh, well, I don't think I want to date a mentor whose protege is a hack.
Jerry: Well, I don't think I want to date a protege whose mentor is a Costanza.

Elaine: I don't know how we did it, but there's some kind of chemistry between us, we turned out one hell of a catalog.
Eddie: Cool.
Elaine: Hey, Ed, let me ask you something. What's with the fatigues and all the psychotic imagery, huh?
Eddie: I don't want to talk about it.
Elaine: Come on. Don't be a baby.
Eddie: I went out on a couple of dates with this woman. I thought she really liked me, and then things kind of cooled off.
Elaine: That's it?
Eddie: Well, it's tough meeting somebody you like, let alone somebody Jewish.

Elaine: Mm. This food is fantastic.
Jerry: Have you tried the hamentaschen?
Elaine: I can't get off the kishkes.

Kenny Bania: Hey Jerry!
Jerry: Bania?
Kenny Bania: I just stopped by to thank you. That risk management stuff you wrote for me? It's killer!
Jerry: Risk management?
Kenny Bania: Oh, it's gold, Jerry! Gold! I got all these corporate gigs and even Cynthia took me back.