George

(Losing it) Don't tell me how to eat!

Doll

You're wearing that shirt? You've had it for five years already! Why don't you get a new shirt?!

George

(Trying to keep it down) Because I like this one! (Notices people staring at him, he quickly gets up, collecting the his coat and the tiny replica) C'mon, let's go. Let's go! (On his way out, he stops in front of a woman blocking his path) Oh, hi.. (Embarrassed about the doll, he sheepishly walks out)

Woman

(To Ruthie, the cashier) That man should really be in a sanitarium. (Ruthie nods, agreeing)

Kramer

Now this is remarkable. I'm lounging, and yet, my pants remain perfectly creased.