Elaine: Oh man! Kramer, thank you!
Kramer: Yeah, you can send that bike over any time. [exits]
Elaine: What? [to Jerry] What is he talking about?
Jerry: I don't know. Oh, 'cause you said you'd give the bike to anyone who fixes your neck.
Elaine: You really think he wants the bike?
Jerry: Oh, yeah.
Elaine: I mean, it took him like ten seconds!
Jerry: Well, that's the most he's worked in the last four months.

Jerry: Oh, I forgot to call Christie.
George: Christie? That's the one you met in the antique store?
Jerry: Yeah, she had this great black and white dress, with a scoop neck. She looked like some kinda superhero.
George: And you met her in an antique store? I don't know how you do it!
Jerry: I'm not engaged.

Kramer: Ah, I got it.
Jerry: Got what?
Kramer: Got the answer, Jerry. Refrigerator problem is solved.
Jerry: Oh, it's no problem. You can take whatever you want.
Kramer: Oh, I will. But now, I'm accountable. All right, I take what I want. Here. I write it down. "One cupcake." And then I put it in the bowl. There. Very simple.
Jerry: Sort of a mooching inventory.
Kramer: No, no. Not mooching. Because at the end of the week, you add them all up, and you give me the bill.

Kramer: All right, now look I gotta run some errands, so look. When Elaine comes by with that bike, you hang onto it for me, all right?
Jerry: Kramer, I don't know if you're getting that bike.
Kramer: Oh, yes, I am. We had a verbal contract. If we can't take each other at our word, all is lost. [George opens a Diet Coke] Oh yeah, yeah. Put that on my tab.

Jerry: Well, this is it. The food is atrocious, but the busboys are the best in the city.

Jerry: Hey, did Susan change her mind about the name?
George: Not yet, but she's weakening.
Jerry: You know, George, just because your life is destroyed, don't destroy someone else's.
George: It's Mickey Mantle, Jerry. My idol.
Jerry: How about "Mickey"?
George: "Mickey"? [incredulous] "Mickey"!

Kramer: So, how's the neck? Nice and loose?
Elaine: Lookit, Kramer, you are not getting this bike. I don't even know why you ant it. (laughingly) I mean, it's a girl's bike.
Kramer: It's a verbal contract. We had a deal.
Elaine: No, we didn't. You take these things too literally. It's like saying, you're hungry enough to eat a horse.
Kramer: Well, my friend Jay Reimenschneider eats horse all the time. He gets it from his butcher.
Elaine: This is not the point. The point is, you just can't have the bike.
Kramer: Boy, I am really surprised at you. You are the last person I figured would do something like this. I mean, George, yeah, I can see that. Even Jerry. But not you, Elaine. I always put you up here... [holds hand high] They're over here. [holds hand at mid-level] Now you're... [holds hand low]
[Kramer closes the door and leaves, before quickly returning]
Elaine: All right.

Elaine: Is Kramer back from his little joyride yet?
Jerry: Haven't seen him. How's the neck?
Elaine: His chiropractic job was a crock. It's even worse than it was before.
Jerry: Boy, I'm surprised. I would think Kramer would have a knack for moving pieces of a person's spine around.

Elaine: Did you have a nice ride?
Kramer: Oh, great ride.
Elaine: Oh, that's good. 'cause it was your last! [slams the door shut before Kramer can ride out]
Kramer: What are you talking about?! We had a deal!
Elaine: You better give me back that bike! Look at this! Look! Ow. I couldn't even crawl out of bed this morning.
Kramer: Bed? You should be sleeping on a wooden board for at least a week.
Elaine: What? You never told me that.
Kramer: Well, it's common sense.

Ken: Why can't we use Seven?
George: It's my name. I made it up. You can't just steal it.
Carrie: Well, it's not as if Susan's pregnant. You've already postponed trhe wedding. Who knows if you'll ever get married.
George: Hey, hey hey. Don't worry about me. I'm not a waffler. I don't waffle!
Ken: Right, we're both big Mickey Mantle fans, and we love the name. It's very unusual.
George: [shouts] What happened to Soda?! I thought we all agreed on Soda.
Ken: Well, we don't care for Soda.
George: You don't care for Soda?!
Carrie: No, no. We don't like Soda at all!
George: How do you not like Soda?! It's bubbly, it's refreshing!