Peterman

Morty. My stories are what sell these clothes.

Morty

Cheap fabric, and dim lighting. That's how you move merchandise.

Peterman

(winks) Morty, you're out.

Morty

(unconcerned) Ach, I never knew what the hell I was peddling with those stupid cartoons and that paper book, anyway.

Kramer

I don't know why I let you talk me into that corned beef at Snitzer's.