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.

Elaine

You know what? You are exactly right. That is what I should do, I should promote him. I'll give him another office on another floor and he can sit there with his nice title and his bayonet and stop freakin' me out.