Jerry: I know, I know. It's down again.
Kramer: How much are you down altogether?
Jerry: I don't know, $1500.
Kramer: Wow.
Jerry: You don't have to say "Wow." I know it's "Wow." And there's that smile again. Well, what is that?

Kramer: Oh, look at this one by the bus stop. Jerry, come here. Take a look at this.
Jerry: I really don't need to look.
Kramer: What a body. Yeah. That's for me.
Jerry: Yeah, and you're just what she's looking for too. A stranger leering through a pair of binoculars ten floors up.
Kramer: I'm gonna go down there and try and talk to her. [exits]

Jerry: What? What? Did you go down there? [George nods] Did he tell you what's gonna happen? [George shakes his head] How long were you there?
George: Fifteen seconds.
Jerry: You told him you knew Simons?
George: Yeah, I mentioned Simons. Next thing I know, I'm in the parking lot. Perhaps they had some sort of a falling out. I'll tell you one thing.. I don't know what he's got. But for a sick guy, he's very strong.
Jerry: Well, that's it. Look, I'm going to Vermont. I don't want to think about this. I'm selling.
Elaine: Didn't work, huh?
George: [laughs] Not quite.
Elaine: Well, what are you gonna do about the stock?
George: I'm keeping it. I'm going down with the ship.

Jerry: So I know this guy. I'm getting all my sneakers at a discount now.
Vanessa: I know. You mentioned it.
Jerry: Oh yeah, right. [inner monologue] Oh, God. Get me out of here. What a mistake. What made me think this would work? And I've still got another day! I've got nothing left to say. Wait, wait, got one. [out loud] That's a nice watch. Do you wind it?
Vanessa: No, it's got a little battery.
Jerry: Well, that's good. [inner monologue] Well, the drive home should be a delight. I'm speeding the whole way. Let them throw me in jail. I don't care. [out loud] That' the manager? Do you want me to see if we can get another room?
Vanessa: No, it's okay.
Jerry: So, I guess you don't find the separate faucets for the hot and cold charming?
Vanessa: Not especially.
Jerry: Well, what do you want to do this afternoon?
Vanessa: What can we do? It's raining.
Jerry: We cold play "Sorry!" We cold play "Steal the Old Man's Bundle." [inner monologue] Maybe I can get an extension cord and hang myself. [out loud] What kind of perfume is that you're wearing?
Vanessa: Oh, you've never heard of it.
Jerry: No, what? What kind is it?
Vanessa: I can't tell you.
Jerry: [inner monologue] Yeah, that's normal.

Jerry: Excuse me, sir, could I have a look at that business section?
Vanessa: That stock? I thought you got out of that?
Jerry: I did. I'm just curious. It's been almost a week. I want to check it out. Six points? It's up six points!
Vanessa: I told you not to sell.
Jerry: You did not tell me not to sell.
Vanessa: I said, the market fluctuates. Remember?
Jerry: Look, Vanessa, of course the market fluctuates. Everybody knows that. I just got fluctuated out of four thousand dollars!
Vanessa: That's probably why we're-
Jerry: What?
Vanessa: Forget it.
Jerry: No, what? 'That's probably why..'
Vanessa: That's probably why we're staying here, because you lost money on the stock.
Jerry: [inner monologue] So, what am I looking at here? Twenty-nine hours to go. Well, at least I got plenty of time to find out the name of that perfume.

Elaine: [sneezes]
Jerry: Is that still from the cats?
Elaine: No, I just have a cold.
Jerry: So, what ever happened with that?
Elaine: I gave him an ultimatum. [shrugs]
George: He chose the cats?
Elaine: They're very clean animals.
Jerry: I gotta say, that's pretty sad. Losing out to a cat.
Elaine: Almost as bad as losing out to a perfume.

George: I told you those trips were relationship killers. Too bad you can't get your buddy Superman to fly around the Earth at super speed and reverse time. You'd get all the money back, you could have avoided the whole trip to Vermont.
Elaine: Superman can go back in time?
Jerry: We went over that.

George: Psst. [hushed] Wilkinson's got a bite on a new one. The Tramco Corp. Out of, uh... Springfield, I think. They're about to introduce some sort of robot butcher.
Jerry: A robot butcher?
George: Shh. If you want to get in, there's very little time. [to waitress] Sweetheart. [waitress tears check] No, no, no. That ought to cover it. [casually hands over some money] Just a second. Just a, let me.. [looks at the check, then take some money back] Come on, come on, come on.