Carl

Yeah! No heavy lifting. (Elaine and Carl look into each others eyes, then kiss.)

Kramer

Anyway, Jerry and Elaine felt very badly about what happened to you, and they wanted you to have this.

Poppie

What's this? A bottle of wine and a five-alarm chili? They're trying to kill Poppie?!

Kramer

Why, what...?

Poppie

Don't they know I have a gastro-intestinal disorder? If I would have any of this, I would die. Then Poppie's no good to anyone! This is a sick, sick joke on Poppie. How could you be friends with those two?