Kramer

What am I gonna do, huh?

Newman

Don't despair, my friend. (Newman walks in front of Kramer and trips over his feet. Again.) I won't allow your love to go unrequited. Not like mine.

Kramer

What, again with you?

Newman

Sorry. But love is spice with many tastes. A dizzying array of textures...and moments.

Kramer

If only I could say things like that around her.