George

You know, I used to love Paris. My uh, dead Fiancée, Susan.. (opening wallet) In fact I. think I, I may have a picture of her..

Gillian

Would you like some bread, Jerry?

Jerry

No.. No thanks, I'm, just not hungry.

Gillian

Well, then at least drink your beer.. (she's opening the bottle--brief closeup on hands)

Jerry

(to self) Oh. Twist off..