Elaine
Alright, Mr Seinfeld, I... What kind of position did you have in mind?
Morty
You sell clothes here, don't you?
Elaine
Yeah.
Morty
Well, I sold raincoats in the garment centre for thirty-eight years. In nineteen forty-nine...
Elaine
(interrupting) Alright. Alright, alright. You come in tomorrow, we'll find something for you to do.