Peterman

(steps up to the podium, refreshed) Ahhh. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget Susie--ahhh. And most of all, I will never, forget that one night. Working late on the catalogue. Juuust the two of us. And we surrendered to temptation. And it was Pretty Good.

Jerry

(proud to Peggy, under his breath) Yeah, but he didn't sleep with both of 'em. (winks)

Peterman

But Iiii never heard her Cries for Help. (sighs) An' nowww.. Susie is gone.

Mike

(running in, still hoarse, desperate!) Hold on! Hol--on! Susie didn't commit suicide! (rushes up to podium!) She was Murdered, by Jerry, Sein-feld!

Jerry

(smugly, under-his-breath) Not only that, I broke his thumbs.