George: Did you see the homeless guy on the library steps screaming obscenities and doing some calisthenics routine?
Jerry: Yeah.
Kramer: Yeah.
George: I think that's Mr. Hayman. The gym teacher from our High School.
Man: Shh.
Jerry: [whispers] Are you sure?
George: He's older, completely covered in filth, no whistle, but I think it's him.
Jerry: George got him fired. He squealed on him.
Kramer: Ooh, tattle tale
George: I didn't tattle!
Man: Shh.

Kramer: What did this guy do? What happened?
George: There was an incident. I'd rather not discuss it.
Kramer: Oh come on, You can tell me.
George: Some other time.
Kramer: What, tonight? You know, I never figured you for a squealer.
Jerry: Oh, he sang like a canary.

Jerry: Come on lets go
George: Let's see if it's Hayman.
Kramer: Hey, uh, I'll see you boys later. [to the librarian] So uh, what's a guy got to do around here to get a library card?

Elaine: Where's Karen?
Receptionist: She went to pick up lunch.
Elaine: She didn't ask me what I wanted.
Receptionist: She must have forgot.
Elaine: How could she forget? I've been ordering lunch every day here for three and a half years? Is there something you're not telling me because I'm getting a really weird vibe. Is Lippman getting rid of me? It's OK, I won't say anything.
Receptionist: I don't know anything.
Elaine: Ah, you don't know anything. You see, "I don't know anything" means there's something to know. If you really didn't know anything you would have said, "You're crazy."

Elaine: I'm telling you something is going on. He never likes anything I recommend. And then that lunch thing.
Jerry: So they forgot to get your lunch. Big deal!
Elaine: What do you know? You've never worked in an office. See, you've worked in an office, George. You understand. Jerry thinks I'm over reacting but you understand lunch.
George: I don't understand lunch. I don't know anything about lunch.

Kramer: What's wrong?
Marion: It's Bookman the library cop.
Kramer: So I didn't do anything wrong.
Marion: I'm supposed to be at work. I could get fired. I shouldn't have come here.
Kramer: Why don't you leave?
Marion: I can't. [goes into kiss Kramer]

Jerry: There's no way I'm paying that! I returned that book in 1971. I have a witness Sherry Becker. She wore an orange dress. She gave me a piece of Black Jack Gum. I said, "Licorice gum. What will they think of next?" I remember it.

Elaine: Lippman want's to see me in his office. See me! That can't be good.
Jerry: [o.s.] Maybe you're getting a raise.
Elaine: Maybe I'm getting a wedgie.

Kramer: [sobs]
Elaine: Are you OK? What? What?
Kramer: [sobbing] It's Marion's poetry. I can't take it. [exits]

Elaine: [loudly] Remember that biography I recommended? My boss hated it.
Jerry: [enters] I'm right here.
Elaine: Remember that Columbus book?
Jerry: Columbus? Euro trash.