George Costanza: I saw Sienna again.Elaine Benes: Sienna?Jerry Seinfeld: Yeah, he's dating a crayon.
George Costanza: To think I'd fail at failing.Jerry Seinfeld: Oh come on.George Costanza: I can't do anything wrong.Jerry Seinfeld: Nonsense. You do everything wrong.George Costanza: You think so?Jerry Seinfeld: Absolutely. I have no confidence in you.George Costanza: Well, I guess I'll have to pick myself up, dust myself up, and throw myself right back down again!Jerry Seinfeld: That's the spirit! You suck.George Costanza: I know.
Jerry: I'm not letting you cheat Newman. You're not getting anywhere near that board.Newman: Jerry, I'm a little insulted.Jerry: You're not a little anything, Newman.
Jerry Seinfeld: Ah, excuse me, I'm looking for a Mr. Ciccio.Ciccio: Si, si, I'mma Ciccio.Jerry Seinfeld: Poppy sent me to see you, Mr. Ciccio.Ciccio: Si, si, Poppy.Jerry Seinfeld: Um, did he, did he mention to you why I called?Ciccio: Si, the house in Tuscana.Jerry Seinfeld: Yeah, right, right. So is there anything there to rent?Ciccio: Si. Two million a Lira. You give me the check.Jerry Seinfeld: I didn't actually want to rent it.Ciccio: The keys, here are the keys. You give me the check. Two million a Lira. Seventeen hundred Americana. Molto generoso.Ciccio: Ah, si, si.Jerry Seinfeld: So see um, I didn't say that I wanted to rent it, I was just wondering if there were... houses there to rent.Ciccio: Si.Ciccio: Thissa one! Capiche?