Estelle Costanza: Where have you been?! You were supposed to fix the stove! I've been waiting for hours!
Frank Costanza: I fell on some Fusilli.
Estelle Costanza: Fusilli?
Frank Costanza: You know, the corkscrew pasta. It was a fusilli Jerry. It got stuck in me. Had to go to the proctologist.
Estelle Costanza: The proctologist? Are you okay?
Frank Costanza: Yeah.

Jerry: I hear you're going out with David Puddy.
Elaine: Yeah. What, is that a problem?
Jerry: Well, I think he could've asked me. He's supposed to be a friend of mine.
Elaine: Well, I guess he figured you just wouldn't care. It has been a few years.
Jerry: Elaine, you always care who an ex-girlfriend dates. You don't want it to be someone you know, and you don't want it to be someone better than you. Now, even though the latter is obviously impossible.
Elaine: Oh, God.
Jerry: The former still applies.

George: Hey, Kramer, what are you doing Tuesday?
Kramer: Tuesday? Uh...
George: Why doesn't he pick you up after the operation. He's got the car with the bench seats that you like.
Estelle Costanza: Oh, I don't care.
Kramer: Yeah, I know, but I can't drive anybody anywhere until I go down to the motor vehicle bureau and get my new plates.
George: Well, giddy-up!

[Elaine and David are in bed, post-coitus. David's out of breath, but Elaine looks distracted.]
David Puddy: [out of breath] How do you feel?
Elaine: Fine.
David Puddy: Something the matter?
Elaine: No.
David Puddy: Then what is it?
Elaine: No, nothing.

Jerry: Hi.
Elaine: I was with David Puddy last night.
Jerry: Yeah, so?
Elaine: He did the move.
Jerry: What move?
Elaine: You know, the move.
Jerry: Wait a second. My move? [Elaine nods] David Puddy used my move?
Elaine: Yes, yes.
Jerry: Are you sure?
Elaine: Jerry! There is no confusing that move with any other move.
Jerry: I can't believe it. He stole my move.

Elaine: What else did you tell him? [slaps Jerry] The two of you must have had quite a little chat!
Jerry: Oh, it wasn't like that! I didn't even mention you. You know, we were in the garage. You know how garages are. They're conducive to sex talk. It's a high-testosterone area.
Elaine: Because of all the pistons and the lube jobs?
Jerry: Well, I'm going down to that garage and telling him to stop doing it.
Elaine: Well, wait. Wait a second.
Jerry: What?
Elaine: Isn't that a little... rash?
Jerry: No! He stole my move!
Elaine: Yeah, but... I like the move.
Jerry: Yeah, but it's like another comedian stealing my material.
Elaine: Well, he doesn't even do it exactly the same. He- He- He uses a pinch at the end instead of the swirl!
Jerry: Oh, yeah. The pinch. I've done the pinch. That's not new. Besides which, I don't know how you could trust any of his moves now. His whole repertoire could be lifted.
Elaine: You know, it's strange, because he's such an honest mechanic.
Jerry: I know, he's probably the only honest mechanic in New York.

George: You told David Puddy your move and you didn't tell me? I need a move. You know I have no moves, Jerry. [points to the candy bar] Gimme a bite.
Jerry: Can I just get it opened first?
George: I can't believe you're hoarding sex moves. I'm out there rubbing two sticks together. You're walking around with a zippo.
Jerry: All right, all right. Here.
George: [takes a bite] Oh, that's good. That's very good.
Jerry: You feel better?
George: Yeah, much better. All right, so what's the move, because I need something. This woman I'm dating, it's like she's doing her nails during love-making.
Jerry: Nancy Klopper?
George: Yeah. Never seen anyone so bored. I'm working like a dog here. Give me a moan. Something. I'd settle for a belch, for god's sake.

Jerry: All right, George. I'm gonna tell you. But I just wanna make sure before-
George: Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's in the vault. I'm putting it in the vault.
Jerry: It's not even a question of that. The point is when something like this is passed along, one must be certain that it's going to be used in a conscientious way. This is not some parlor trick to be used-
George: You gonna tell me... or not.
Jerry: All right. On your bed, you got a headboard? You'll need a headboard.
George: I got a headboard.
Jerry: Is it padded?
George: No.
Jerry: Good. How tall is she?
George: Five-foot four. Why?
Jerry: You can't have more than a one-foot differential in your heights. Otherwise, you could really hurt your neck.
George: I can't tell you how much I appreciate this.
Jerry: George, if you could master this, you'll never be alone again.

Jerry: Now, the ending is kind of an option. I use the swirl. I like the swirl. I'm comfortable with the swirl. I feel the swirl is a great capper. He uses the pinch, which I find a little presumptuous.
George: Is it a clockwise swirl?
Jerry: I prefer clockwise, but it's not written in stone.

Jerry: You can't come up with your own stuff , so you steal other peoples? You're nothing but a hack.
David Puddy: Are you through? Cause, uh, I gotta get back to work.
Jerry: Well, I'll tell you what I'll do, you know. If you wanna do it out of town...okay. But not in the city.
David Puddy: All right, how about the next time your car breaks down, you take that out of town.
Jerry: Fine.
David Puddy: Good!