Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is Kramer home?
Yeah, in extra time...
I have no idea, but don't worry. We'll figure something out later.
Well, he started feeding it crickets, and the children just love him...
I went to the doctor today. I have mono.
Let the kids see a real, live Yankee.
Turns out some stupid intern screwed up my test.
-Oh, I'm not going on. -What did you come down here for?
Right. Elevate your legs.
I thought things went great. Why wouldn't she have sex with him?
Of course, absolute zero.
What the hell was I thinking?
What for?
-Yeah. -All right. That's all I wanted to know.
Okay? Now, from what I know about you...
Well, that kind of brings us to why I'm here.
First, Louise, and now, the Portuguese waitress?
No, no, no. I'm sorry. This is too weird.
What? Did they kick you out too? Yeah, they kicked us all out.
Who is Sir Arthur Conan Doyle?
So will I. But maybe I'll just have to get rid of Kramer's idea.
A simple joke from a simple man.
What the hell are you doing in my garage? Get out of here!
-We wound up talking all night. -You're enjoying the not enjoying.
No, no, no. Just lately I've been thinking a lot clearer.
Well, if anybody needs any medical advice...
I'm finding that out.
I disagree. In fact, I feel Mr. Kramer projects a rugged masculinity.
Now, why is it that when I ended up on the couch like that, you grounded me for a week?
Mono.
Jackie’s cashing on your wretched disfigurement.
. .
How was Career Day?
Yeah, I think so.
No. Hypokalemia.
So now you're not gonna go on?
-What, did they kick you out too? -Yeah, they kicked us all out.
What is Chicken Kiev
-Well.... -Can I introduce you as doctor?
It's my allure, my twinkle, you know.
With due respect, I went there...
I always work hard enough for two. I deserve another point.
Okay, good. Thank you.
There was a pretty good chance I was never gonna have sex again anyway
-What? -I think.
-One of you has to go on. -All right. I'll do it.
So how long is this not gonna be a problem for me?
What? What is going on? What is that about?
It looks like an old catcher's mitt.
-What happened to your face? -What?
Now let me ask you a question.
Yeah… in the 11th inning of game 7