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ELAINE | What call? | JERRY | He wants me to set him up with this girl, Nina Stengal. |
ELAINE | (Remembers Jerry's talking about her) Oh, the great conversation girl. (Somewhat bitter toward Jerry) The one you think can replace me? | JERRY | I was kidding when I said that! |
GEORGE | (To Elaine) Told me the same thing. | JERRY | (On the phone) Nina, Hi. It's Jerry. |
GEORGE | You-you sure you never slept with her? (Jerry shakes his head 'no') Perfect. | JERRY | (To Nina) Hey, how 'bout my friend, George? Quite a guy, huh? |
GEORGE | I'll have the Clams Casino. | JERRY | Get outta here. |
GEORGE | (Showing Jerry the menu) "Chef recommends" | JERRY | Hmm.. |
GEORGE | (Motioning toward waitress) I think she likes me. | JERRY | Sure. |
GEORGE | So, how come nothing ever happened between you and Nina? (Getting paranoid) Is there a problem with her? Is she a man? | JERRY | Are you? |
GEORGE | Well, what's the reason? | JERRY | We were too compatible Our conversations were so engrossing. |
GEORGE | How engrossing? | JERRY | If we ever had a problem with Elaine, we could bring in Nina and not lose a step. |
GEORGE | Wow! Heh. (Half kidding) You don't, huh, have a replacement lined up for me, do ya? heh he he he he he... | JERRY | Anyway, like I was saying, I couldn't make the transition from conversation to sex. There were no awkward pauses... I need an awkward pause. |
GEORGE | I'm all for awkward pauses. Fix me up with her.. Wait a minute, Nina just saw me in my Timberlands! Now I have to wear them every time I see her. | JERRY | Why? |
GEORGE | In any other shoe, I lose two inches. I - I can't have a drop down. We were eye to eye, I can't go eye to chin! | JERRY | So, you're gonna wear 'em no matter what the situation? |
GEORGE | In every situation. No matter how silly I look. (Tastes his Clams Casino) Hm.. tastes a little funky. | JERRY | Oh, I'm sure it's fine. |
GEORGE | Ah, this is the kind of day that almost makes you feel good to be alive. | JERRY | Almost. (Notices his shoes) Hey, new Timberlands? |
GEORGE | Yeah, and a whole new me. I'm up two inches in these babies! | JERRY | Really? |
NINA | Jerry? | JERRY | Nina? |
NINA | Hi. | JERRY | It's been years! |
NINA | Yeah! | JERRY | (Introducing the two) George, this is Nina. |
NINA | And they call it the World Wide Web. You can e-mail anyone! | JERRY | (Mesmerized) What are you, a scientist?! |
NINA | Ah, I gotta go. (Gets up to leave) | JERRY | Ah. |
NINA | It's great talkin' | JERRY | Great talkin' to you. (Nina leaves. To himself) What the hell is e-mail? |
GEORGE | How as the date? | JERRY | Pretty good. I think she might be the one. |
KRAMER | Hey, hey. Yeah, check it out. It's packin' tight! (Puts the snowball on the table, then drips water from Jerry's cup onto it) | JERRY | What are you bringing snowballs in here for? |
KRAMER | Oh, I need some water. Ice it up nice and hard ... and when you throw it - Pop! Oh look, (FDR is at the cash register, pays and leaves Monks) there's my friend, FDR. I'm gonna nail him in the back of the head. It's gonna be great! (Rushes out of Monks to peg his friend with the snowball) | JERRY | Hi, Elaine. |
KRAMER | Oh, hey, how you doing? | JERRY | Oh, hi. I-I'm Jerry Seinfeld. I'm movin' in. I saw your name on the buzzer - You must be Kessler. |
KRAMER | Uh, no. Actually, it's Kramer. | JERRY | Oh. |
KRAMER | Uh, you need any help, or..? | JERRY | No, thanks. But I ordered a pizza. You want some of it? |
KRAMER | Ah, no, no, no. I-I couldn't impose. | JERRY | Why not? We're neighbors. What's mine is yours. (And with that, Jerry made the most fatal mistake of his life) |
Sari / Saree | A long piece of cotton or silk cloth, constituting the principal garment of Hindu women, worn round the waist, one end falling to the feet, and the other crossed over the bosom and shoulder, and sometimes over the head. | JERRY | (tapping the spatula while waiting for waffles to be done) Any second now. Light is on! Melissa, waffles are ready. |
MELISSA | (appearing in the kitchen stark naked) Oh, fantastic! I'm starving. | JERRY | (looking at her) How about that. |
GEORGE | She ate breakfast naked? | JERRY | She didn't even want a napkin. |
GEORGE | I've had bedroom naked, I've had walk-to-the-bathroom naked... I have never had living-room naked. | JERRY | Oh, it's a scene. |
GEORGE | It's like you're livin' in the Playboy Mansion! Did she, uh, did she frolic? | JERRY | I don't really have enough room. |
PUDDY | Hi. | JERRY | Hey. |
ELAINE | (sitting down in the booth) 'Kay. | JERRY | Back together? |
ELAINE | His apartment was being fumigated, so we thought we'd give it another shot. | JERRY | Ah... |
ELAINE | He called to apologize for standing me up five years ago. | JERRY | Why now? |
GEORGE | Ho ho ho ho! I can't wait for Hanke to come crawling back to me. | JERRY | Still with the neck hole? |
GEORGE | I asked if I could borrow a sweater. | JERRY | A cashmere sweater. |
ELAINE | Well, it's funny. I mean, you have a big head. Or is it 'cause of your neck? | JERRY | No, I think the head does most of the stretching. |
KRAMER | You went to the coffee shop without me? I told ya, I just wanted to hop in the shower. | JERRY | That was an hour ago. What were you doing in there? |
KRAMER | Showering. How long does it take you? | JERRY | Ten minutes. |
ELAINE | So get this. I'm in the bathroom at work today, and I see Peggy using a seat protector. | JERRY | So? |
ELAINE | So... we're the only women on the floor. I mean, we're like roommates. Would-would you use a seat protector if you had a roommate? | JERRY | (seeing Kramer struggle to open a soda, spilling it all over) I think the damage is probably already done. (interrupting Kramer's inadequate attempt to clean up the soda) All right! I'll get that. Well, maybe she just practices good hygiene. |
ELAINE | (eyeing Jerry meticulously cleaning up the soda) Yeah, you're probably right. She's probably one of those neurotic clean freaks. | JERRY | Mmm. |
KRAMER | Well, here's my shower routine. Maybe I can make some changes. Get wash cloth mittens and maybe some liquid soap, and just... -pop- focus! | JERRY | (playing Scrabble with his naked girlfriend) Zephyr? That is not a word. |
MELISSA | Do you challenge? | JERRY | No, I do not challenge. |
MELISSA | 66 points. Ha ha. | JERRY | I'd accuse you of cheating, but I don't know where you'd hide the tiles. |
MELISSA | You want some more ice tea? | JERRY | Sure. |
GEORGE | So she coughed. | JERRY | Coughing... naked... It's a turn-off, man. |
GEORGE | Everything goes with naked. | JERRY | When you cough, there are thousands of unseen muscles that suddenly spring into action. It's like watching that fat guy catch a cannonball in his stomach in slow motion. |
GEORGE | Oh, you spoiled, spoiled man. Do you now how much mental energy I expend just trying to picture women naked? | JERRY | But the thing you don't realize is that there's good naked and bad naked. Naked hair brushing, good; naked crouching, bad. Hey, there's Hanke. |
HANKE | Anyway, uh, Jerry, you know, this may sound dumb, but, you know, when we first met I thought your name was Gary. And, I think I may even have called you Gary a couple of times, and... I don't know if you noticed, but I always felt bad about it, so, I'm sorry. | JERRY | Thank you. I did notice, and I appreciate you rectifying it. |
KRAMER | (enters) Well, I just got out of a 27-minute shower. I made some good cuts, and I didn't lose anything I needed. Yeah, I think what I kept is even stronger now. | JERRY | (pointing to Kramer's hair) You got some suds over here. |
KRAMER | (noticing suds all over his clothes and body) Wha...? Oh, man! Geez! Look at that! I'm all lathery. Jerry, you got to show me what I'm doing wrong. | JERRY | Oh, come on! |
KRAMER | No, I mean it, man. I'm lost! | JERRY | You promise you'll never come in here again? |
KRAMER | (chuckling) Oh, Jerry, you know I can't do that. | JERRY | (standing in the bathtub) Now my sense of it is that you're probably wasting time working piecemeal, first cleaning one area, then another. |
KRAMER | Well, that's how cats do it. | JERRY | But, when you have a faucet instead of a tongue, you want to use gravity. |
KRAMER | OK. Let's turn the water on now. | JERRY | No, I told you, it's just a dry run. |
GEORGE | (entering Jerry's bathroom) Well, Hanke's moved on to Step Ten. He was spotted taking personal inventory. | JERRY | That's Step Ten? |
KRAMER | Come on, Jerry. How about a-a baggy swimsuit? | JERRY | You're not gettin' any skin, Kramer. |
KRAMER | (walking into Jerry's apartment with a fresh black eye) You got a steak? | JERRY | What happened to you? |
KRAMER | Ah, people in this city are crazy. | JERRY | (giving him a steak from the fridge) Here ya go. |
KRAMER | (applying the steak to his eye) Thanks, buddy. Oh... yes! Hey, you got any A1, 'cause I'm cooking a steak. | JERRY | What? |
KRAMER | Yeah, a different one. | JERRY | (closing the door on him) Oh! |
MELISSA | (wheeling out Jerry's bicycle) OK, Jerry. I fixed that bike. | JERRY | Oh. That wasn't really necessary. I don't ride it. It's just for show. |
MELISSA | (crouching down next to the bike) I should really clean those bearings. Hold this. Look at all that gunk. | JERRY | Please don't crouch. |
MELISSA | Ouch! Caught my skin. | JERRY | Oh, that's bad. Especially that area. |
MELISSA | You got anything to snack on? | JERRY | Uhh... |
MELISSA | (grabbing the pickle jar and straining to open it) Oh, pickles! Unnhhhh! It's a tough one. | JERRY | Look, please stop! Let me help you with that! |
MELISSA | (finally opening the jar) Unnnnh! Oooh. That's gonna leave a welt. Look at that. | JERRY | (leaving the room) I can't. I can't look anymore. I-I-I've seen too much. |
ELAINE | (leaving the room after rubbing Peggy's keyboard on her butt, sticking the stapler in her armpit, and coughing on her doorknob) Oh. All right. You think I've got germs? I'll give you some germs. How about some for your keyboard, huh? Huh? Oooh, how about for your stapler. Hmmm? That's good, isn't it? You have a happy and a healthy. | JERRY | Well, technically he did apologize. |
GEORGE | Jerry, I felt like a straight man in some horrible sketch. He was riffing! Riffing! On my pain! | JERRY | So now you want an apology for the apology, plus the original apology? |
GEORGE | That's right. I'm two in the hole! | JERRY | Well, I hit the wall yesterday with Lady Godiva. She did a full body flex on a pickle jar. |
GEORGE | Did you explain to her about the good naked and the bad naked? | JERRY | Where am I gonna get a fat guy and a cannonball? |
GEORGE | Well... what if you showed up bad naked, huh? You still got that belt sander? | JERRY | Yeah. |
GEORGE | (going into the bathroom) Well, you on all fours, that thing vibratin', kickin' up sawdust, ho ho! She'll get the picture! | JERRY | (answering the ringing phone) Hello? |
KRAMER | Hey, Jerry, guess where I'm calling from! | JERRY | World War I plane? |
KRAMER | No, I'm in my shower. Well, you know, I'm trying to get out of the shower sooner, and then I ask myself, 'Why?' I mean this is where I want to be. So I got a waterproof phone, I shaved, I brushed my teeth, and now I ordered a pair of chinos from J. Crew. | JERRY | When are ya gettin' out? |
MELISSA | (naked on the couch) What are you doing? | JERRY | (naked, carrying a belt sander) I found a rough spot on the kitchen floor, I thought I'd polish it up with this belt sander I have here. |
MELISSA | No, not that. Why are you naked? | JERRY | I thought naked is good. |
GEORGE | I'm losin' it! | JERRY | He took you to Rage-aholics? Why? |
GEORGE | Probably because this whole Universe is against me! | JERRY | You've got a little rage. |
GEORGE | I know. And now they want me to bottle it up. It makes me so mad! | JERRY | By the way, my bad naked demo didn't quite work. |
GEORGE | This bread has nuts in it! | JERRY | (seeing Elaine enter Monk's) Oh, great. Elaine. What is wrong with my body? |
ELAINE | Chicken wing shoulder blades. | JERRY | That's it? |
ELAINE | No, but that's one problem. Why? | JERRY | Well, I was walking around naked in front of Melissa the other day-- |
ELAINE | Well, the female body is a... work of art. The male body is utilitarian, it's for gettin' around, like a jeep. | JERRY | So you don't think it's attractive? |
ELAINE | OK, we're broken up for the rest of the day. | JERRY | So I'm glad we had a talk and worked this out. Don't you feel this is better? |
MELISSA | This is nice. | JERRY | Yes, clothes. This is normal. |
MELISSA | Jerry? Jerry, are you listening to me? | JERRY | Oh... yeah. What? I'm sorry. |
MELISSA | I wanted to know what you're doing tomorrow. | JERRY | Oh, maybe a haircut, and, I don't know, maybe a... |
KRAMER | (in the shower, on the phone with Jerry) So you broke up? | JERRY | We couldn't carry on a conversation. I kept trying to picture her naked, she kept trying to not picture me naked. |
KRAMER | Hang on. | JERRY | So what are you up to? |
KRAMER | Oh, just cooking up a little thank you for Puddy. Hey, how do you make those radish roses? | JERRY | Insert a knife into the center and twist. Then, to make it bloom, soak it in water for thirty to forty minutes. |
ELAINE | So.. Whatley's still Jewish, huh? | JERRY | Oh, sure. With out the parents, it's a breeze. |
TIM | Hey! Happy Chanukah! | JERRY | Hey, Tim. Great party. |
ELAINE | Oh.. (sees a guy looking at her) I got denim vest checking me out. (laughs) Fake phone number's coming out tonight. | JERRY | You have a standard fake? |
ELAINE | Mm-hmm. | JERRY | (Notices an attractive woman walking by, starts to follow her) That's neat. |