Kramer: It’s the timeless art of seduction. Elaine: It shrinks? Jerry: Like a frightened turtle! Elaine: Why does it shrink? George: It just does. George: I defy you to come up with a better name than Seven. Jerry: Yes you do, Biff. You’ve never been to a flea market, and you think they have fleas there. George: What have I done? My whole plan is depending on Kramer! Have I learned nothing. Elaine: There’s nothing more sophisticated than diddling the maid and then chewing some gum.
Elaine: Snapple? Babu’s Brother: No, too fruity. Jerry: Maybe your yogurt isn’t so non-fat. Kramer: Oh, guess again, tubby.” George: I can’t carry a pen. I’m afraid I’ll puncture my scrotum. Tim Whatley: Oh, which reminds me, did you hear the one about the Pope and Raquel Welch on the lifeboat. George: Why do they make the condom packets so hard to open? Jerry: Probably to give the woman a chance to change her mind? Jerry: People on dates shouldn’t even be allowed out in public. George: I can’t carry a pen. I’m afraid I’ll puncture my scrotum. George: I can’t carry a pen. I’m afraid I’ll puncture my scrotum.