Patty

(anguished) No! No, I can't do this. (moving away) I can't go through with it. (sitting on the couch) Not even for him!

Jerry

Who?

Patty

(cries) Milos. My husband!

Jerry

(shocked) Your husband?!

George

So concerned was he, that word of his poor tennis skills might leak out, he chose to offer you his wife as some sort of mediaeval sexual payola?