Eddie

I'm ready.

Elaine

Oh, okay.

Eddit

(reading) It's a hot night. The mind races. You think about your knife; the only friend who hasn't betrayed you, the only friend who won't be dead by sun up. Sleep tight, mates, in your quilted Chambray nightshirts.

Elaine

What am I gonna do? He is a disaster.

Jerry

Well, if he's doing that bad, maybe he's in line for another promotion.