Frank Costanza: You burned them? Those clothes are not yours to burn.
Rudy: Who are you anyways?
Frank Costanza: I'm the father.
Rudy: He said his father was dead.
Frank Costanza: He said I was dead?
Rudy: That's right. Squeezed an extra twenty-five dollars out of me.
Frank Costanza: That's what my life is worth to him? Twenty-five dollars.

Rudy: You can keep your raincoats. I'm not interested.
Kramer: I thought we had a deal?
Frank Costanza: That's another one of my shirts!!
Rudy: I'm not buying anymore clothes from anyone off the street.
Morty Seinfeld: Who's off the street? I'm in the raincoat business for thirty-five years.
Rudy: Yeah? How do I know there aren't moths like his stuff?
Frank Costanza: My clothes don't have moths!
Morty Seinfeld: Because of his moths you're not buying my raincoats?
Rudy: That's right.
Kramer: [laughing] I'm all ticklish. [a group of moths fly out of Kramer's shirt]

Morty Seinfeld: Okay, let's go.
Helen Seinfeld: [to Aaron] It was so nice of you to come to the airport to see us off.
Aaron: Are you sure you can't stay a little longer?
Jerry & Elaine: No!

Helen Seinfeld: [as Aaron hugs her and Morty] We'll call you when we get home.
Aaron: Thank you.
Jerry: I think she meant me, but...

Jerry: Hi, Mr. Goldstein. Is Rachel home?
Mr. Goldstein: I'm afraid Rachel's not going to be able to see you tonight, or any other night for that matter.
Jerry: Why what did I do?
Mr. Goldstein: You know very well. I heard about your behavior at the movies the other night. It was disgraceful. You should be ashamed of yourself. I for one will not allow my daughter to be involved with someone of such weak moral fiber. Fortunately, my postman happened to have witnessed the entire incident. A heavy set fellow, I believe lives in your building. Now, if you don't mind.

Jerry: So my parents get home, they open the door, my father flicks the light on, the whole place is cleaned out. Everything.
Elaine: [gasps] Get Out! How did it happen?
Jerry: The broken window. Klompus never fixed it. They just walked right in.
Elaine: Oh, boy. They could use a vacation.
Jerry: Yeah, they're taking one. The travel agent is trying to set something else up for them.
Elaine: So how about that Aaron?
Jerry: Whew.
Elaine: You know what drove me crazy about him? Did you ever notice that he stood too close to you when he talked?
Jerry: No, I hadn't noticed.

Newman: [at the counter] Pair of bear claws please.
Jerry: Hi, Newman.
Newman: Hello, Jerry.
Jerry: Say, I happened to catch you coming out of Schindler's List the other night.
Newman: Oh, were you there?
Jerry: Yes, I was.
Newman: [lost for words] Ah... I-it's a... It's a... powerful film.
Jerry: Yes. Shocking brutality, don't you think?
Newman: Shocking.
Jerry: Yes, well that was nothing. [chases after Newman]

Jack: [on the phone] Hello Jerry,
Jerry: Yea.
Jack: It's Jack Klompus.
Jerry: Oh, hi, Jack.
Jack: So when are you coming down to Florida again?
Jerry: As soon as is humanly possible.
Jack: You know, I still got that pen. The one that writes upside down.
Jerry: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I should have kept it.

Aaron: I was able to finagle two more tickets to "My Fair Lady" and I thought why not ask Morty and Helen.
Elaine: Great.
Morty Seinfeld: This is some office. What's the square footage?
Helen Seinfeld: You don't mind to you Elaine?
Elaine: Mind? Oh, of course not.
Aaron: We can make a whole day of it.
Morty Seinfeld: This is some building. Harry Fleming used to have an office here. There was a deli on the first floor. You don't get corned beef like that anymore. What happened to that deli?
Elaine: I really don't know, Mr. Seinfeld.