George: See, look at this. Rachel, my T-shirt shrunk. It used to be much bigger, and now it shrunk. You see, that's what water does. It shrinks things.
Elaine: Really? Tell us more, Mr. Science. [Rachel whispers in Jane's ear, causing her to laugh]
George: What are you doing? What are you, telling secrets? What are you laughing at?
Jane: It's nothing, George.
George: You know, it's very impolite to tell secrets. Are you talking about me?
Jane: What is it with you?
Jerry: [to George] Easy big fella.

Michael: So Kramer, where'd you get all these lobster, at the Fleesher's Market?
Kramer: No, I got 'em in the ocean.
Michael: The ocean? What'd you mean?
Kramer: Well, I found this rope and I kept tugging on it, and all these lobsters came up.
Michael: Those are commercial lobster traps. You can't take lobsters from there. That's against the law.
Kramer: Take it easy. There's plenty of lobsters in the ocean for everyone.
Michael: My father was a lobsterman. He got up every morning at four and came home every night stinking of brine. He sent me through law school with the lobsters he caught! [Kramer stands up and moves away from Michael at the table]
Carol: Here he is.
Kramer: [screams]

Elaine: Some night, huh?
Ben: Yeah, I wish I had my telescope.
Elaine: Some dinner, huh?
Ben: Nothing like fresh caught lobster.
Elaine: Some house, huh?
Ben: It was built by Mark Farman.
Elaine: Some ugly baby, huh?
Ben: What did you say?
Elaine: I said, uh, some snuggly baby.
Ben: He is something.
Elaine: Well, to tell you the truth, Dr. Pfeffer. I was surprised to hear you use a word like breathtaking to describe a baby. I mean, because you also used it referring to me.
Ben: Well, you know Elaine, sometimes you say things just to be nice.

Jerry: You told her?
Rachel: Yeah, what's the big deal?
Jerry: You don't understand. This organ, it's very... schizophrenic.
Rachel: Jerry, what the difference? You know, you're the ones who are obsessed with this stuff, not us. I'm sure it wouldn't matter to Jane.

Kramer: Looking for this? [holds up lobster]
Rachel: Oh, Kramer! You startled me.
Kramer: Well, I thought you might wind up around here.
Rachel: Yeah, well, I couldn't stop thinking about how everyone was enjoying the lobster so much. I thought I little taste wouldn't hurt, huh?
Kramer: I'm afraid I couldn't do that.
Rachel: Why not?
Kramer: Well, that wouldn't be kosher.
Rachel: Come on, Kramer. I really want to try it.
Kramer: Nah, I'm sorry, honey. Not on my watch.

Rachel: Kramer, I just want to thank you again for last night, you really saved me.
Michael: What happened?
Rachel: Well, I almost tried the lobster, but Kramer stopped me.
Kramer: Well, I knew you'd regret it for the rest of your life.
Rachel: You're right, I would have.

Jerry: Hey, look at this guy.
George: A little breakfast?
Jerry: Yeah.
George: [to Rachel] And, uh, you eat eggs, don't you?
Rachel: Yes, I do, thanks.
Jerry: These are delicious. Where did you learn to make eggs like this?
Rachel: Mmm. This is so good.
George: Ah, enjoying them?
Rachel: Mm-hmm.
George: Uh, good. You know, you might wanna try eating it with one of these. [holds up lobster bib]
Rachel: There's lobster in these eggs?
George: Not that much. You know, they tend to shrink in the water.

George: Hey, there's a tomato stand, let's stop, I can get some more.
Jerry: Hey, isn't that Michael's car?
Elaine: There's Rachel.
George: Where?
[As George looks out his open window, a tomato hits him in the face]