Kramer

Scared of being shot.

Cop

Mr Kramer, let me tell you a story. In nineteen-seventy-nine I ticketed a brown Dodge Diplomat for parking in a Church zone. That fine was never paid, and since then that scofflaw has piled up more parking tickets than anyone in New York City. For sixteen years I pursued him, only to see him give me the slip time and time again. I never got a clean look at his face, but he's become my 'white whale'. Mr Kramer, that day was yesterday! But thanks to you, I don't know if I'll ever get that chance again!

Kramer

I like that eye patch.

George

(standing) All right, I'm gonna move my car, my meter's up. Can't park in this city.

Gary

(standing) Hey, George, listen. You know that company I work for, they own that parking lot around the corner.