Kramer

No! Jerry! (The FBI agents open fire. Jerry's gunned down by a hailstorm of bullets. Kramer leans next to a fallen Jerry, cupping Jerry's head in his hands) Cable boy, cable boy.. What have you done to my little cable boy?..

Jerry

Excuse me. Can I get something to drink?

Stewardess

I'm afraid not.

Jerry

What's with this airline? What are you, cutting out the drinks now?

Stewardess

No sir. We're flying into a blizzard. Please fasten your seat belt. We're making an emergency landing.