Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I need those keys. I won't be able to get into my apartment.
Because he thinks I was lying. I wanna show him I wasn't.
These are my friends, Jerry and Elaine.
All right. I'm gonna turn in.
Police officers, freeze right there.
But I barely know you.
Yeah, well, you know, I don't argue with the body, Jerry.
He dared.
Kramer, there's no way you're sleeping with me.
- Why? - It's all the way in the back.
I don't know. I just didn't.
Well, I'm working over at The Andover Shop, actually.
I already asked him that. He said, Good. Good day.
Anyway, see, the thing is, I found a condom in my car.
No, see, the two of you need to work on trust.
I like them all.
Get lost, mister. I'm trying to make a living here.
I don't know. I just didn't think you were.
I'll see you later. Thanks for driving me.
Well, what are we, dog meat?
Well, you can go to your room and read.
Really?
This 2U Wall mount Rack is on sale.
Shaking that little butt of yours into big, big savings.
You know, I'm just curious, how did you know she wasn't my girlfriend?
He won't take you.
You're there approving new clothes. That's a girlfriend job.
Seventy-five bucks a month?
Would you pick a station!
- Okay, bye-bye. - Bye.
- Ian. - Hey, Craig.
Nicole Millers?
How dare he?
He's a friend of mine from England.
This quilt is too thin. I know I'm gonna get cold.
...will there be a free exchange of sex and discounts.
He doesn't even want himself there.
- I'm looking for a crested blazer. - A crested blazer.
Oh, is it important?
- What do you mean? - If there was some problem with it...
Well, I'm in the biz. I work for J. Peterman.