Elaine

Yeah, I'm sorry, George. I can't help you out.

George

What?

Elaine

I can't do it. No way, there's no how. (Tries to push George out the door. George resists.)

George

Elaine...let me just explain something to you. See, this is not just a weekend routine...I'm on the verge of make-up sex here. You know about make-up sex?

Elaine

Oh yeah, I know all about make-up sex, and I'm really sorry. (Shoves George into the hallway and closes the door. George blocks the door with his foot.)