Cosmo: (beginning to crack) Serenity now . . . serenity now -- I hate you! -- serenity now . . .
Elaine: Don't get me wrong, Mr. Lippman. I-I'm very flattered that you found me attractive enough to... lunge at me. Huh. But the only reason you like me is because I'm a shiksa.
Mr. Lippman: That's simply not true.
Elaine: If you weren't Jewish, you wouldn't be interested in me.
Mr. Lippman: You are wrong. I'll prove it.
Elaine: Oh, no. Don't!
Mr, Lippman: I renounce Judaism!
Elaine: Oy vey!
Frank Costanza: You single-handedly brought Costanza and Son to the brink of bankruptcy.
George: Well what about all the Lloyd Braun sales?
Frank Costanza: He's crazy. His phone wasn't even hooked up. He just liked ringing that bell.
Estelle Costanza: I told you to clean out this garage. I have to put my car in!
Frank Costanza: This is a place of business. I told you never to come in here. Serenity now!
Estelle Costanza: All right...
George: Dad, you really should lay off the 'serenity now' stuff.
Frank Costanza: So, what am I supposed to say?
George: 'Hoochie mama'?
Estelle Costanza: Move your crap, I'm comin' in!
Frank Costanza: (Screaming) No you're not! Hoochie mama! Hoochie mama!