Bookman

What's my problem? Punks like you, that's my problem. And you better not screw up again Seinfeld, because if you do, I'll be all over you like a pitbull on a poodle.

Jerry

(after Bookman exits): That is one tough monkey! (turns to Elaine) So you were saying?

Elaine

Oh? So, I took your suggestion and I gave my boss Marion's poems. The ones that affected Kramer so much.

Jerry

Oh, beautiful did he like them?

Elaine

No, ... he didn't! No, ... he didn't!