Alright, that's it for me. Good night everybody!

If you don't want to be a part of society, Jerry, why don't you just get in your car and move to the East Side!

Goodbye, Norman! Goodbye!!

Showmanship, George. When you hit that high note, you say goodnight and
walk off.

We're moving in lock, stock and barrel. We're gonna be in the pool. We're gonna be in the clubhouse. We're gonna be all over that shuffleboard court! AND I DARE YOU TO KEEP ME OUT!

He's a punk, a patsy, a hack.

I don't need you to tell me what I don't want, you stupid hipster doofus!

Hey, what's the story? I hear you're doing my move.

You’re not getting no Drake’s Coffee Cake for fifty cents.

We have a deal. They get out of the way of our cars, we look the other way on the statue defecation.

I tried a few other places, you know, but that didn't work. I mean it was an emergency, Jerry. I was really percolating.

Anyway, I got the funeral tomorrow, but my weekend is pretty wide open, and I was wondering…

My Cousin Vinny?! I love that! I, George Costanza, could be on a date with an Oscar
winner! An Oscar winner, Jerry! You know what that's like? It's like if fifty years ago, someone fixed me up with Katherine Hepburn - same thing!

George likes his chicken spicy.

No soup for you!

Snoopy…and Prickly Pete.

Yes, two solariums. Quite a find. And I have horses, too.

Ruining the very pants I was about to return.

Dear Henry,

Oh, I'm caught in my own web of lies! This is all blowing up in my face! My serious girlfriend, and my torrid love affair have accidentally crossed paths. I have ruined three lives!