Kramer

Yeah.. (Sizes up his next shot. His stick jams into the window as he draws back) See? This is no good.. (Looks around the room. His sights fall on the Maestro's baton) Hey, the baton. (Chalks it up) I got a hunch, fat man, I can't miss. (Measures up his shot) 13 in the side pocket. (Does just that) Giddy-up. (Moves around to the other side of the board, judging his next move) Six in the corner. (Hits it in) This table's mine. (A series of Kramer's plays are displayed, and, on the last ball of the game..) You know where it's going..

Jerry

Hey!

Elaine

Is George here?

Jerry

Not yet. (Points over to a man sitting in one of the room's chairs. Whispers) The other guy.

Elaine

It's.. .. you! It's really you! Oh, I'm such a huge fan of yours. Would you mind signing this poster for me?