Jerry

Don't look at him. (Phil starts to knock on the door)

Jerry

We don't hear that. (They enter the elevator)

George

Want a bite?

Jerry

Nooo, I don't. (the elevator doors shut)

George

(in his mind) I think that ginger ale at the coffee shop is just Coke and Sprite mixed together. How can I prove it? Ah! Can't, dammit. (knock at door. George goes to open it)