Elaine

(thinking) You know, my fingerprints are all over this. That doorman knows you're a friend of mine. He'll tell that co-op lady, she'll tell Mr. Pitt... Jerry, I'm in this too deep.

Jerry

Don't you find it odd that as soon as he leaves, the couch gets stolen? Maybe he's setting me up!

Elaine

(taking command) Alright, shut up. Shut up. Just let me think. I gotta think. We gotta get our story straight.

Jerry

Alright, well what if we say...

Elaine

Alright, (claps hands) here it is. This is what we'll tell 'em. You came to pick me up...