Jerry: I don't think we're gonna make the tip off.
Tim: You think someone's been tipped off?
George: So, um, you've read "The Big Game", have you?
Eva: Yes, I've read it and I've memorized it.
George: Well, tell me your impressions. I would love to hear what a young woman thinks of "The Big Game".
Eva: Well, this is sort of embarrassing, but it's changed my life. The way you analyzed the game? The way you identify the major players? Well it left me breathless. You're a brilliant, brilliant man.
George: Well, it's just a game. Remember that, kids.

Tim: Just a game? He's so humble. Don't forget what you wrote in the epilogue, the fate of the world depends on the outcome of this game.
George: Well, I was exaggerating a bit, just for effect.
Jerry: He tends to exaggerate.
George: Okay, I mean it's serious but--
Eva: We are really looking forward to your speech tonight.
George: Uh, my speech?
Eva: Yes, your secretary faxed me the copy. Would you like to look it over?
Jerry: Well, you might as well look it over.

Kramer: So what's going on? How did all this happen?
Elaine: Jerry and George called me from this limo and they said we're all going to the Knicks-Bulls game.
Kramer: Limo? I thought that George went to pick him up.
Elaine: He did.
Kramer: Well, then why would they take a limo from the airport?
Elaine: I don't know.
Kramer: That's pretty strange. Did he say anything else?
Elaine: Yeah. He said, um, he said it's really important that we call them O'Brien and Murphy.
Kramer: O'Brien. Why would he want to be called O'Brien?

Eva: What was that you said about the myth of the Holocaust?
George: I said so many things. [loud bang] They're shooting! They're shooting!
Tim: [pulls out gun] All right, get down!
[As the limo comes to a halt, Tim pokes through the sun roof with his gun. Eva is lying on top of George.]
Eva: Oh. I'm ready to die for you.
George: That's really very nice of you, Eva. Thank you.
Eva: But of course you know I would. I would do anything for you. Anything.
Tim: Nothing to worry about, it was just a flat tire. But rest assured, we're prepared to handle anything that might come up.
[Tim opens a briefcase containing an array of firearms. Eva takes a gun out.]
Jerry: Nice looking Lugar.

Jodi Baskerville: [news report] I'm standing in front of the Paramount adjacent to Madison Square Garden where a growing number of vociferous and angry demonstrators are gathering to protest the very first public appearance of Donald O'Brien, the leader of the mid-western regional chapter of the Aryan Union, and reputed to be their most charismatic spokesman. The reclusive Mr. O'Brien is an advocate of the violent overthrow of the government. He has openly professed a deep admiration of Adolf Hitler. Even David Duke has denounced him as a dangerous extremist. There is a full house inside awaiting his arrival from the airport. Sources tell me he is en route and should be arriving momentarily. Police have set up barricades, but quite frankly, Bill and Jean, I don't think they're any match for the emotional fuse that has been lit here tonight. Reporting from the Paramount, I'm Jodi Baskerville. Back to you in the studio.

Elaine: What's going on?
Dan: Oh, we're heading down to protest this big neo-nazi rally. The head of the Aryan Union is speaking. He's in from Chicago. You should come.
Elaine: Oh, can't, I'm going to the Knicks-Bulls game.
Dan: Oh, well that's where the rally is. At The Paramount, right next door.
Elaine: Oh, well, maybe we'll run into you.
Dan: Yeah, yeah, okay. It's really gonna be something, this is the first time he's ever appeared in public, no one even knows what he looks like.
Kramer: Who?
Dan: The head of the Aryan Union; O'Brien.

Jerry: What's taking him so long out there?
George: Did you see the way she was looking at me?
Jerry: She's a Nazi, George. A Nazi!
George: I know, I know. Kind of a cute Nazi though.

George: [on the car phone] Hello, police? Uh, yeah listen, we're in the back of a limo in Queens- [Tim re-enters the limo] Astroturf? You know who's responsible for that, don't you?! The Jews! Ah, the Jews hate grass. They always have. They always will.
Tim: We'll be ready in a minute.
George: Would you excuse us for a minute, Tim boy? We're kind of in the middle of something.
Tim: With all due respect, Mr. O'Brien, we're just about to leave. [George moves over to the seat next to Tim]
George: Tim, who's the head of the Aryan Union, you or me?
Tim: You are.
George: And who's responsible for making hate mongering and fascism popular again?
Tim: You are.
George: Good. I think you forgot something.
Tim: I'm sorry.
George: Good. Now get out.

George: Okay, what are we gonna do?
Jerry: I don't know.
George: All right, how's this? We wait till we get to your street corner, we see Elaine and Kramer then we get out. They can't shoot us in the city.
Jerry: Nah. No one's ever been shot in the city.

Kramer: [points to Jerry] O'Brien. Long time no see. How's tricks, Murphy?
Tim: Why did you call him O'Brien and him Murphy?
Jerry: No, he was talking to me, he's cross-eyed.
Elaine: It could be very confusing.