[stand-up:]
Jerry: If there's a serial killer loose in your neighborhood, it seems like the safest thing is to be the neighbor. They never kill the neighbor. The neighbor always survives to do the interview afterwards. Right? "Oh, he was kind of quiet." I love these neighbors. They're never disturbed by the sounds of murdering, just stereo. Chain saws, people screaming, fine. Just keep the music down. And all these women who always fall in love with the serial killer. They write to him in prison. Here's a woman who's hard to disappoint. I guess she's only upset when she finds out he's stopped killing people and she goes, "You know, sometimes I feel like I don't even know who you are anymore".

Elaine: Oh, the risotto broad.
Jerry: Yeah. He's really got a good thing with her. In fact I'm doubling with them tonight.
Elaine: I thought you didn't like double dates.
Jerry: George likes them. He feels it's a good personality showcase. He likes a date to see him with a friend so she can get a window into his non-date personality.
Elaine: I've looked through that window and screamed at him to shut the blinds.

Kramer: Uh, yeah, a ticket for Kramer.
Ticket Man: Here it is. I need some I.D.
Kramer: Oh, yeah. [snaps fingers] You know, I forgot my wallet.
Ticket Man: Well, I can't give it to you then.
Kramer: Are you kidding me?
Ticket Man: I'm afraid not.
Kramer: Come on, just look at me. Tell me I'm not Kramer.
Ticket Man: I'm sorry. I need proof.
Kramer: Look, I'll drive out here tomorrow and I'll show the I.D. I got nothing to do all day.
Ticket Man: Neither do I. But without I.D., I need confirmation from the person who left the ticket.
Kramer: Where is a phone?

Jerry: [on the phone] No, eight years isn't such a long streak.
Elaine: It isn't?
Jerry: No, I haven't vomited in thirteen years.
Elaine: Get out!
Jerry: Not since June 29, 1980.
Elaine: You remember the date?
Jerry: Yes, because my previous vomit was also June 29th... 1972. That's why during the '80 vomit, I was yelling to George, "Can you believe it? I'm vomiting on June 29th again."
Elaine: Boy, you know when Joel told me he hadn't thrown up in eight years, I was wondering if he was normal.
Jerry: Oh, Elaine, he's normal. Your boyfriend is a normal guy. He just happens to have the same name as one of the worst serial killers in the history of New York.

Joanne: Hi, we just saw your boyfriend at a bus stop.
Elaine: Oh, yeah?
Joanne: Yeah. What's his name?
Elaine: Joel.
Joanne: Joel what?
Elaine: Uh... [coughs] Rifkin.
Michael: Rifkin? Joel Rifkin?
Elaine: Yeah. It's just a coincidence, obviously.
Michael: Guess you better keep on his good side.
Elaine: Very funny. That's very funny.
Joanne: I wouldn't sleep with my back to him if I were you.
Elaine: All right. Well that's enough of that. That's enough.
Michael: Hey, Elaine listen. If you smell anything decaying in the trunk of his car...
Elaine: [yells] Okay, look this is my boyfriend we're talking about, okay? And he's a gentlemen, he's good looking, he's a good shaver and he hasn't thrown up in eight years so just shut up about him! Shut up, okay?!

Elaine: And you're taking...
Jerry: Jodi the masseuse.
Elaine: Hey, did you get a massage yet?
Jerry: No! How many times do I have to go out with her before I get a massage?
Elaine: Jerry, she gives massages all day. She doesn't wanna to give them on dates.
Jerry: Yeah, I know. She just wants to have sex.
Elaine: So what?
Jerry: So? Well, it's like going to Idaho and eating carrots. I like carrots, but I'm in Idaho, I want a potato.

George: So I go into this clothing store, and the saleswoman is wearing this [whistles] low cut thing. So I said to her, "Can I ask you a question? When you put on a top like that, what's your thought process? What's going on in your mind?"
Karen: [laughs] That is so funny.
George: [to Jodi] You're listening to this?
Jodi: [flatly] Yeah. I heard you.
Jerry: [to Jodi] My neck is killing me. Right in this spot. Very tender over here.
Jodi: [to George] So what did she say?
George: Well, nothing. I didn't actually say that. [Karen is still laughing]
Jodi: You just said that you said it.
George: Sweetheart, I was exaggerating.
Karen: I'm learning a lot about you tonight, George. I've never seen you like this.

George: You know, it's like you never see a really attractive woman getting a traffic ticket.
Jodi: How can you say that? My sister got a ticket last week. Are you saying she's not attractive?
George: Well, I've never met your sister but obviously these are not hard-and-fast rules. [to the waitress] Darling, the tea is getting a little cold sweetheart.

George: I was personable. Don't you think I was personable?
Karen: You were extremely personable.
George: I thought I picked up a little something. I'm very good at this. Did you pick up anything?
Karen: I didn't pick up anything.
George: The second time I sent the noodle back, I thought she made a face...
Karen: I didn't see a face.
George: I thought I saw a face.
Karen: Anyhow, what is the difference?
George: No difference. I could care less. She's Jerry's girlfriend.
Karen: George, George, instead of talking about this, we could be... you know...
George: So you think she likes me?

Joel: Uh, boning up on football?
Elaine: Yeah, yeah. You know what? There are a lot of players named Dion these days. What a cool name, Dion. If I were gonna change my name, I'd go with Dion.
Joel: Dion Benes?
Elaine: Well, as a woman, it makes no sense. But, I mean, let's say I was you. And I decided I was gonna change my name for no real reasons whatsoever... Dion Rifkin. Wow! That is so cool.
Joel: D-Dion Rifkin?
Elaine: Well, maybe you're not the Dion type. Okay, then let's see, let's see, what do we got? Oh! Oh, oh, oh! O.J.! O.J. Rifkin! Oh, you don't even use a name, it's just initials. Oh please, please, please change your name to O.J.! Please, it would be so great!
Joel: Elaine! What is going on?