George: And then assuming the strike is resolved, on April 14th, we play the Angels. So let's clear a floor at the Anaheim Hotel.
Ada: Anaheim Hotel. Mmm-hmm. You may want to reconsider. I believe they only have room service until 10 P.M. and then it's only finger foods.
George: Ada, you're a wonder.
Ada: Okay, now I projected some of those figures for you regarding the switch to canola oil for the stadium popcorn and surprisingly it will only come to 1/2 a cent more per bag, so it is definitely doable.
George: Ada, I have to tell you, I, I have never met anybody so... efficient.
Ada: Well thank you, I'm flattered.
George: I mean you're just, you're just a marvel of organization.
Ada: Well I'm just, hm, doing my job.
George: It's like I'm thinking of something, and you're [snaps fingers] one step ahead of me.
Ada: What can I say? I'm ... I'm good at what I do. [laughs]
George: Do you, uh... Do you know what I'm thinking about now?
Ada: Yes, I think I do.
George: Is it, uh, doable?
Ada: It's definitely doable.
[Ada throws her note pad and pencil in the air and takes off her glasses. George takes off his glasses as well, and the pair embrace and start kissing]

Ada: Ah, no, no, no, no, no. A better way to reach the bra would be to undo the jacket, then go around the back of the shirt.
George: Ada, you are incredible.
Ada: Oh... Oh... Oh... Here, I want to show you something. Hand me that pillow.
George: What? Oh, My God!
Ada: Mr. Costanza!
George: Ada! Ah, ah, ah ... I'm giving you a raise!

Jerry: So you're having sex and then all of a sudden, you just blurt out "I'm giving you a raise."
George: Yeah.
Jerry: Just a quick sidebar here. Are you in anyway authorized to give raises?
George: Not that I'm aware of, no.
Jerry: So you're so grateful to have sex, that you'll just shout out anything that comes into your head.
George: I didn't think ahead.
Jerry: Well, maybe she'll just think it was bawdy talk.
George: I didn't say any other bawdy things.
Jerry: Maybe you could have sex with her again and then take it back.
George: All right, you know you're not any help at all here. I don't know what even the point is of talking to you about it.

Elaine: These mirrors are skinny mirrors. This is false... reflecting. And I think, that the Department of..., you know, whatever, would be very interested to know what's going on here.
Sales Associate: Well, we're more than happy to exchange it for something else.
Elaine: Okay, I did like that little Calvin Klein number right by the elevator. You know the little...
Sales Associate: I'll bring it to your dressing room.

Kenny Bania: I'm looking for a new suit. I can't find anything I like. That's a nice suit.
Kramer: Well, thank you.
Kenny Bania: Did you get that here?
Kramer: No, this is vintage. They don't make this stuff anymore.
Kenny Bania: You're telling me.
Kramer: I sure am.
Kenny Bania: It's hard for me to find pants that-
Kramer: That don't make you look high-waisted.
Kenny Bania: Yes
Kramer: Me too.
Kenny Bania: What size are you?
Kramer: Uh, 42.
Kenny Bania: 42, That's what I am now. I've been working out, I'm huge.

George: Mr. Steinbrenner, can I talk to you for a second?
Mr. Steinbrenner: Yes, yes, George. Can you talk to me for a second? Of course you can. I'm a very accessible man. I just wanted to say you're doing great work on that Canola oil stuff.
George: Well, you know, to be honest, sir, my new secretary Ada, came up with that one.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Ada, Ada. I like that name, George.
George: She supports her whole family.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Is that a fact, George?
George: Yes, in fact, her mother is in the hospital right now. It's some kind of a Diverticulitis.
Mr. Steinbrenner: I had a bout of that myself one time. It knocked me right on my ass.
George: She can't even afford to go out to lunch. She's been eating in a high school cafeterias She pretends to be a teacher. It's pathetic.
Mr. Steinbrenner: What's that cost her, like, two and a quarter?
George: You know, what I was just thinking she could really use a raise.
Mr. Steinbrenner: You know, she'd be better off making a sandwich at home and bringing it in. [picks up the phone] Hello? Uh, George will you excuse me.

Elaine: Yeah it looks good here, but what does that mean?
Sales Associate: So, uh, do you want it?
Elaine: I don't know, I have to think about it. [the sales associate leaves] I need a nonpartisan mirror.
[Elaine looks around and then slowly backs out of the clothing department]

Ada: I can't thank you enough, Mr. Costanza. I'm so grateful
George: Yes, well, I sat down with Mr. Steinbrenner. I told him you have been doing great work. I said that you deserved a raise, and if you didn't get it, that I was leaving.
Ada: It was just so generous.
George: Oh, well, don't worry about it. He's got plenty of money. [spins chair to face away]
Ada: Oh I know, but twenty-five thousand.
George: [spins chair back] So you got a $25,000 a year raise?
Ada: Yes. Oh, I tell you, Mr. Steinbrenner...
George: You're making more than I am.
Ada: I am?
George: A secretary cannot make more than her boss.
Ada: Well, apparently they can.

Elaine: This isn't going to work for me, so if you could show me something else.
Sales Associate: No.
Elaine: No?
Sales Associate: No, because you're taking that one.
Elaine: I am?
Sales Associate: Yes, you wore it out of the store.
Elaine: Ha! That's preposterous.
Sales Associate: I suppose that salt stain came from all the snow in the store. Shall I wrap it or will you wear it out?
Elaine: No, you can wrap it.

Jerry: Bania, can I talk to you for a second? How's everything going?
Kenny Bania: Pretty good.
Jerry: Yeah. Well, see the thing of it is, I'm in a bit of an awkward position here. Because, uh, I don't want to get in between you two guys but ... I need a dry-cleaning ticket that's in the pocket of those pants.
Kenny Bania: Well, all you gotta do is tell Kramer to give me my money back, and you'll get your ticket.
Jerry: Yeah, yeah, all right. Well, I'll tell you what I will do, Bania. You give me the ticket, and uh, I will take you out for a nice dinner.
Kenny Bania: Can we go back to Mendy's?
Jerry: You want to go to Mendy's, I'll take you to Mendy's.
Kenny Bania: Twice? I wanna go twice.
Jerry: All right, let's be reasonable, Bania. I'm taking you out for a nice dinner. All I want is a little ticket in that pocket. I think it's a pretty good deal.
Kenny Bania: Two Mendy's.
Jerry: All right. Just give me the ticket.