Cosmo Kramer

We're right on this guy like stink on a monkey.

And frankly, it sounds made-up.

The cool evening breezes of Anytown, U.S.A.

- Don't look at me. - I'm looking right at you, big daddy.

Oh, you mean the holes?

- What kind of pie you cooking? - Huckleberry.

This is the most public yet of my many humiliations.

There's nothing more pathetic than a grown man who's afraid of a woman.

You're a rabid anti-dentite.

Another Festivus miracle.

A story like that's gotta be true.

Where did you learn to climb trees like that?

You got three pints of Kramer in you, buddy.

I'll tell you a little secret about zip codes.

All right. Toss me an apron. Let's bagel.

Just a little place I like to call You'll See.

Jerry, the whole building is brick.

Louis Rukeyser.

That's correct.

You can stuff your sorries in a sack.

Or is this mouth-vacuum thing for real?

That's perverse.

Man, that guy can climb like a ring-tailed lemur.

Game over.

Why don't you just tell me the name of the movie you selected.