Elaine: I've got a confession to make.
Tim Whatley: Oh? What's that?
Elaine: I've got Super Bowl fever.
Tim Whatley: Oh, yeah. Me too.
Elaine: So where are we staying?
Tim Whatley: Oh, the Ambassador.
Elaine: Oh. Big room?
Tim Whatley: It's a regular room, but it's right downtown.
Elaine: Downtown?
Tim Whatley: Right downtown.
Elaine: What do they have there, a couple of beds?
Tim Whatley: Why? You bringing someone else?
Elaine: No, but don't you think there should be two beds? There's two of us.

Bonnie: Oh, a cactus.
George: They don't need any water, so you don't have to keep taking them to the bathroom. [both laugh]

Jerry: Where are you going?
George: I gotta go help her tape up all his boxes and get them ready for shipping.
Jerry: Oh, well here. Take Whatley's label maker, I don't want to see it again.
George: Thanks.

Jerry: Hey, isn't this Kramer's car? [yelling up] Hey, Cosmo! They're towing your car!
Kramer: What?! Not my car! Hey! [runs out of the apartment] They're towing my car! [returns]
Newman: What are you doing?
Kramer: I'm taking the board with me.

Bonnie: Hi, George.
George: What, what happened? Where's, where's all the stuff?
Bonnie: It's gone. It was all his. Is this a label maker?
George: But the table, the stereo, the VCR, the velvet couch. Where's the velvet?
Bonnie: They were his. Besides, we don't need any of those things. We have each other.

Tim Whatley: Oh, yeah, some gift. That thing didn't work at all.
Elaine: What?
Tim Whatley: You put a label on something, then ten minutes later it would peel right off. It was the worst gift I ever got.
Elaine: Well, I bought it for you because you were so nice to me for not charging me for the dental work. The way you worked on my filling, you were so, so gentle and so caring and so sensitive.
Tim Whatley: Oh, Elaine! [they kiss]