I guess that's true.

- You did? - I did.

-No, I don't. -No.

I don't like what I wrote. I don't want it up there. Please just give it back.

Waitresses ask, Can I fill it up? Can I warm it up? Can I top it off?

But I live here. I ran out to buy some bird seed and I forgot my key.

He asked me if I still saw you. I said, Sure, I see him all the time.

- You said, You little phoney? - I did. I most certainly did.

- How could you not care? - I don't know, but I don't.

- What'd you say? - I don't know what the hell I said.

I know you're there. I don't know what your story is.

I drop it off, I pick it up. It's a delight.

- ...I was lucky I said anything. - It's okay. That's not bad.

You know what I mean? I would think you'd be like:

Why would I do it unless I was in mortal danger?

I don't wanna be Murphy anymore. Do I have to be?

- Do you mind? - No, I don't mind. Why should I mind?

...I wanna know where Kramer is, and I wanna know now!

I have nothing. I haven't worked for a really long time.

I got a wife and three kids. I better get home.