Jerry

'Within the confines of his fastidious bachelor *pad*, Seinfeld and Costanza bicker over the cleanliness of a piece of *fruit* like an old married couple--' *I told you that pear was washed*!

Kramer

I thought we were friends...

Jerry

Here we go...

Kramer

I mean, how could you two keep this a secret from me?

Jerry

It's not true!