Seinfeld - Male Unbonding lyrics

INT. COMEDY CLUB Jerry is on stage, performing JERRY: Most men like working on things, tools, objects, fixing things. This is what men enjoy doing. Have you ever noticed a guy's out in his driveway working on something with tools, how all the other men in the neighborhood are magnetically drawn to this activity. They just come wandering out of the house like zombies. Jerry tries to walk like a zombie JERRY: Men, it's true, men hear a drill, it's like a dog whistle. Just.. you know, they go running up to that living room curtain, "Honey, I think Jim's working on something over there." So they run over to the guy. Now they don't actually help the guy. No, they just want to hang around the area where work is being done. That's what men want to do. We want to watch the guy, we want to talk to him, we want to ask him dumb questions. You know, "What are you using, the Philips head?" You know, we feel involved. That's why when they have construction sites, they have to have those wood panel fences around it, that's just to keep the men out. They cut those little holes for us so we can see what the hell is going on. But if they don't cut those holes - we are climbing those fences. Right over there. "What are you using the steel girders down there? Yeah, that'll hold." INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT Jerry and George are in the hall, waiting for the elevator GEORGE: I had to say something. I had to say something. Everything was going so well; I had to say something. JERRY: I don't think you did anything wrong. GEORGE: I told her I liked her. Why? Why did I tell her I like her? I have this sick compulsion to tell women how I feel. I like you I don't tell you. JERRY: We can only thank God for that. The elevator opens, they get on GEORGE: I'm outta the picture. I am outta the picture. laughs It's only a matter of time now. JERRY: You're imagining this. Really. GEORGE: Oh no. No, no, no, no. Elevator doors close Cut to inside the elevator GEORGE: I'll tell you when it happened. When that floss came flying out of my pocket. JERRY: What floss? When? GEORGE: We were in the lobby during the intermission of the play. I was buying her one of those containers of orange drink, for five dollars. I reached into my pocket to pay for it, I looked down; there's this piece of green floss hanging from my fingers. JERRY: Ah, mint. GEORGE: Of course. So, I'm looking at it, I look up, I see she's looking at it. Our eyes lock. It was a horrible moment. I just.. Elevator doors open, they get off JERRY: So let me get this straight: she saw the floss, you panicked and you told her you liked her. GEORGE: If I didn't put that floss in my pocket, I'd be crawling around her bedroom right now looking for my gla**es. JERRY: And you're sure the floss was the catalyst? GEORGE: Yes, I am. JERRY: You don't think it might've had anything to do with that? Jerry looks at a carrying pouch George is wearing GEORGE: What? You don't like this? JERRY: It looks like your belt is digesting a small animal. Cut to Jerry's living room, Kramer is on the phone, sitting on the couch KRAMER: Oh, they've got a cure for cancer. See, it's all big business.. Looks to Jerry and Geroge, who entered the apartment. Oh hey, Jerry just walked in. Hi, George. He resumes talking on the phone. Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, take my number, it's 555-8643. Okay, here he is. Kramer hands phone to Jerry. JERRY: Who is it? KRAMER: Take it. JERRY: Who is it? KRAMER: It's for you. Jerry talks to the phone JERRY: Hello? Oh, hi Joel. Jerry hits Kramer with a magazine.) JERRY: No. I was out of town. I just got back.. Kramer doesn't know anything.. He's just my next-door neighbor. Uh.. nothing much.. Tuesday? Uh, Tuesday, no. I'm meeting somebody.. Uh, Wednesday? Wednesday's okay.. Alright. Uh, I'm a little busy right now. Can we talk Wednesday morning? .. Okay.. yeah.. right.. thanks.. bye. Jerry hangs up, then addresses Kramer JERRY: Why did you put me on the phone with him? I hate just being handed a phone. KRAMER: Well, it's your phone. He wanted to talk to you JERRY: Maybe I didn't want to talk to him. KRAMER: Well, why not? JERRY: He bothers me. I don't even answer the phone anymore because of him. He's turned me into a screener. Now I gotta go see him on Wednesday. GEORGE: What do you mean Wednesday? I though we had tickets to the Knick game Wednesday. We got seats behind the bench! What happened? We're not going? JERRY: We're going. That's next Wednesday. GEORGE: Oh. Who is this guy? JERRY: His name is Joel Horneck. He lived like three houses down from me when I grew up. He had a Ping Pong table. We were friends. Should I suffer the rest of my life because I like to play Ping Pong? I was ten. I would've been friends with Stalin if he had a Ping Pong table.. he's so self-involved. Kramer's phone rings, Kramer pulls it out of his pocket KRAMER: That's for me! Kramerica Industries.. Oh, hi, Mark.. No, no, no. Forget that. I got a better idea. A pizza place where you make your own pie. JERRY: Can you conduct your business elsewhere? Kramer ignores Jerry, but leaves the apartment while still on the phone KRAMER: No, no, no. I'm talking about a whole chain of 'em. Yeah. GEORGE: I don't know why you even bother with this ping pong guy, I'll tell you that. JERRY: I don't bother with him. He's been calling me for seven years. I've never called him once! He's got the attention span of a five-year-old. Sometimes I sit there and I make up things just to see if he's paying attention. GEORGE: I don't understand why you spend time with this guy. JERRY: What can I do? Break up with him? Tell him "I Don't think we're right for each other.." He's a guy. At least with a woman, there's a precendent. You know, the relationship goes sour, you end it. GEORGE: No, no, no,no you have to approach this as if he was a woman. JERRY: Just break up with him? GEORGE: Absolutely. You just tell him the truth. JERRY: The Truth? They both look away, the idea doesn't seem to be good INT. NIGHTCLUB JERRY: As a guy I don't know how I can break up with another guy. You know what I mean? I don't know how to say, "Bill, I feel I need to see other men." Do you know what I mean? There's nothing I can do. I have to wait for someone to die. I think that's the only way out of this relationship. It could be a long time. See, the great thing about guys is that we can become friends based on almost nothing. Just two guys will just become friends just because they're two guys. That's almost all we need to have in common. 'Cause sports - sports and women - is really all we talk about. If there was no sports and no women the only thing guys would ever say is "So, what's in the refrigerator?" INT. COFFEESHOP Jerry and Joel are sitting at a table JOEL: ..so my shrink wants me to bring my mother in for a session. This guy is a brilliant man. Lenny Bruce used to go to him.. and I think, uh, Geraldo. JERRY: You know, I read the Lenny Bruce biography, I thought it was really, interesting.. he would, Joel interrupts Jerry JOEL: Hey, hey, hey, hey we're starving here! We've been waiting here for ten minutes already! JERRY: So, I'm thinking about going to Iran this summer. JOEL: I have to eat! I mean, I'm hypoglycemic. JERRY: Anyway, the Hizballah has invited me to perform. You know, it's their annual terrorist luncheon. I'm gonna do it is Farsi. JOEL: Do you think I need a haircut? A waitress comes to their table WAITRESS: Are you ready? JERRY: Yeah, I'll have the egg salad on whole wheat. JOEL: Let me ask you a question. This, uh, this turkey sandwich here, is that real turkey, or is it a turkey roll? I don't want that processed turkey. I hate it. WAITRESS: I think it's real turkey. JOEL: Is there a real bird in the back? WAITRESS: No, there's not bird but- JOEL: Well, how do you know for sure? Look, why don't you do me a favor. Why don't you go in the back and find out, okay? The waitress leaves quickly JOEL: Unbelievable.. JERRY: How can you talk to someone like that? JOEL: What are you saying? What, you like turkey roll? JERRY: Listen, Joel. There's something I have to tell you. Joel starts laughing JOEL: Wait, you'll never guess who I ran into. Joel makes his ears bigger JERRY AND JOEL: Howard metro. JOEL: He asked me if I still saw you. I said, "Sure, I see him all the time. We're great friends." Anyway, Howard says hello. Joel keeps laughing JERRY: ..listen, Joel.. I don't think we should see each other anymore. JOEL: What? JERRY: This friendship.. it's not working. JOEL: Not working? What are you talking about? JERRY: We're just not suited to be friends. JOEL: How can you say that? JERRY: Look, you're a nice guy, it's just that, we don't have anything in common. Joel is getting upset JOEL: Wait. Wat did I do? Tell me.. I want to know. JERRY: You didn't do anything. It's not you, it's me. It's.. this is very difficult. JOEL: Look, I know I call you too much, right? I mean, I know you're a very busy guy. JERRY: No, it's not that. Joel starts to cry JOEL: You're one of the few people I can talk to. JERRY: Oh, come on. That's not true. JOEL: I always tell everybody about you; she shouts to everyone tell everybody to GO SEE YOUR SHOW. I mean, I'm your biggest fan! JERRY: I know, I know. JOEL: I mean, you're my best friend. JERRY: Best friend? I've never been to your apartment. JOEL: I cannot believe that this is happening. I can't believe it. JERRY: Okay, okay. Forget it. It's okay. Id didn't mean it. JOEL: Didn't mean what? JERRY: What I said. I've been under a lot of stress. JOEL: Oh, you've been under a lot of stress. JERRY: Just, can we just forget the whole thing ever happened? I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I took it out on you. We're still friends. We're still friends. Still friends. Joel stops crying Okay? Look, I'll tell you what. I've got Knick tickets this Wednesday. Great seats behind the bench. You want to come with me? Come on. JOEL: Tonight? JERRY: No, next Wednesday. If it was tonight, I would've said tonight. JOEL: Do you really want me to go? Jerry hesitates JERRY: Yes. Jerry hands Joel a tissue JOEL: Okay. yeah, okay. Great! That would be, that'd be great.. so, next Wednesday. JERRY: Next Wednesday. JOEL: Where is that waitress?! HEY! .. INT. BANK Jerry is at the counter, filling out a slip; George is carrying a jug full of pennies. GEORGE: ..she calls me up at my office, she says, "We have to talk." JERRY: Uh, the four worst words in the English language. GEORGE: That, or "Who's bra is this?" JERRY: That is worse. GEORGE: So we order lunch, and we're talking. Finally, she blurts out how it's "not working". JERRY: Really. GEORGE: So, I'm thinking, as she's saying this, I'm thinking: great, the relationship's over. But the egg salad's on the way. So now I have a decision - do I walk or do I eat? JERRY: Hm? You ate. GEORGE: We sat there for twenty minutes, chewing, staring at each other in a defunct relationship. JERRY: Someone says, "Get out of my life!" and that doesn't affect your appetite? GEORGE: Have you ever had their egg salad? JERRY: It is unbelievable. GEORGE: It's unbelievable. You know what else is unbelievable? I picked up the check. She didn't even offer. She ended it. The least she could do is send me off with a sandwich. Jerry looks at George's penny jug JERRY: How much could you possibly have in there? GEORGE: It's my money. What should I do? Throw it out the window? I know guy who took his vacation on change. JERRY: Yeah? Where'd he go? To and arcade? GEORGE: That's funny. You're a funny guy. JERRY: C'mon, move up. George moves up in the bank line CUSTOMER: Oh great, Ewing's hurt. GEORGE: Ewing's hurt? How long is he going to be out? CUSTOMER: A couple of days at the most but.. GEORGE: Geez. JERRY: Oh, God. GEORGE: I got scared there for a second. The Knicks without Ewing. JERRY: Listen, George, little problem with the game. GEORGE: What about it? JERRY: The thing is, yesterday, I kind of.. uh.. GEORGE: What? JERRY: I gave your ticket to Horneck. George thinks Jerry is joking GEORGE: You what?! JERRY: Yeah, I'm sorry. I had to give it to Horneck. GEORGE: No! My ticket?! You gave my ticket to Horneck? Jerry tries to change the subject JERRY: C'mon, c'mon, go ahead, move up. GEORGE: Why did you give him my ticket for? JERRY: You didn't see him. It was horrible. GOERGE: Oh, c'mon, Jerry. I can't believe this. JERRY: I had to do it. George is up to the teller, Jerry goes to another one. GEORGE: Oh, please. Can you change this into bills? TELLER: I'm sorry, sir. We can't do that. JERRY: Do you want to go with him? You go. I don't mind. GEORGE: I'm not going with him. I don't even know the guy. George talks to the teller GEORGE: Look, they did this for me before. TELLER: Look, I can give you these and you can roll them yourself. GEORGE: You want me to roll six thousand of these?! What, should I quit my job?! INT. NIGHTCLUB JERRY: I do not like the bank. I've heard the expression "Laughing all the way to the bank." I have never seen anyone actually doing it. And those bank lines. I hate it when there's nobody on the line at all, you know that part, you go to the bank, it's empty and you still have to go through the little maze. "Can you get a little piece of cheese for me? I'm almost at the front. I'd like a reward for this please." INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT George is stuffing pennies into rolls. GEORGE: ..Thirty-two, thirty-three- JERRY: George. GEORGE: Not now.. George counts to himself. JERRY: Could you stop the counting? GEORGE: Nnnnnnnninngaaa! What?! George dumps out the roll JERRY: Can I make it up to you? I'll give you fifty bucks for the jug. GEORGE: Oh, yeah, sure. Keep your money. JERRY: Well, then I'm not going to the game either. Okay? I'll give him both tickets. George pantomimes sticking an imaginary knife in his heart, and twists it GEORGE: Oh geeeee.. Go, go! JERRY: I.. no, I don't want to go. GEORGE: He was really crying? JERRY: I had to give him a tissue. In fact, let me call his machine now and I'll just make up some excuse why I can't go to the game either. GEORGE: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. As long as you're going to lie to the guy, why don't you tell him that you lost both of the tickets, then we could go? JERRY: George, the man wept. Kramer enters the room KRAMER: Oh, hey guys. Man, I'm telling you. This pizza idea, is really going to happen. GEORGE: This is the thing where you go and you have to make your own pizza? KRAMER: Yeah, we give you the dough, you smash it, you pound it, you fling it up in the air; and then you get to put your sauce and you get to sprinkle your cheese, and then, you slide it into the oven. GOERGE: You know, you have to know how to do that. You can't have people shoving their arms into a six-hundred degree oven. KRAMER: It's all supervised. GEORGE: Oh, well. KRAMER: All of it. You want to invest? GEORGE: My money's all tied up in change right now. KRAMER: No, I'm tellin' ya, people, they really want to make their own pizza pie. JERRY: I have to say something. With all due respect, I just never.. I can't imagine anyone in any walk of life, under any circumstance, wanting to make their own pizza pie.. but that's me. KRAMER: That's you. JERRY: I'm just saying.. KRAMER: Okay, okay. I just wanted to check with you guys. JERRY: Okay. KRAMER: You know, this business is going to be big. Kramer leaves, but sticks his head back through the door KRAMER: I just wanted .. okay. One day, you'll beg me to make your own pie. Jerry dials up Joel JERRY: Hi, Joel. This is Jerry. I hope you get this before you - Oh, Hi. Joel.. oh, you just came in.. listen, I can't make it to the game tonight. I, uh, have to tutor my nephew - Yeah, he's got an exam tomorrow.. geometry.. you know, trapezoids, rhombus.. Anyway, listen, you take the tickets. They're at the Will-Call window.. And I'm really sorry.. Have a good time. We'll talk next week. Okay.. yeah, I don't.. fine.. fine.. bye. Jerry hangs up GEORGE: Trapezoid? JERRY: I know. I'm really running out of excuses with this guy. I need some kind of excuse Rolodex. INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT, NIGHTTIME Elaine and Jerry are in the kitchen, talking to eachother ELAINE: Come on, let's go do something. I don't want to just sit around here. JERRY: Okay. ELAINE: Want to go get something to eat? JERRY: Where do you want to go? ELAINE: I don't care, I'm not hungry. JERRY: We could go to one of those cappuccino places. They let you just sit there. ELAINE: What are we gonna do there? Talk? JERRY: We can talk. ELAINE: I'll go if I don't have to talk. JERRY: We'll just sit there. ELAINE: Okay. I'm gonna check my machine first. Elaine sees a pad by the phone, and starts reading it. ELAINE: "Picking someone up at the airport." "Jury Duty." "Waiting for cable guy." Jerry walks to Elaine JERRY: Okay, just hand that over, please. ELAINE: Oh, what is this? JERRY: It's a list of excuses, it's for that guy, Horneck, who's at the game tonight with my tickets. I have that list now so in case he calls, I just consult it and i don't have to see him. Elaine laughs. I need it. Elaine starts writing on the list.) What are you doing? ELAINE: I got some for you. JERRY: I don't need anymore. ELAINE: No, no, no, no, no, these are good. Listen, listen: "You ran out of underwear, you can't leave the house." JERRY: Very funny. ELAINE: How about: "You've been diagnosed as a multiple personality, you're not even you, you're Dan." JERRY: I'm Dan. Can I have my list back, please? Elaine gives Jerry the list ELAINE: Here, here. Jerry Seinfeld, I cannot believe you're doing this. This is absolutely infantile. JERRY: What can I do? ELAINE: Deal with it. Be a man! JERRY: Oh no. That's impossible. I'd rather lie to him for the rest of my life that go through that again. He was crying, tears accompanied by mucus. ELAINE: You made a man cry? I've never made a man cry. I even kicked a guy in the groin once and he didn't cry.. I got the cab. JERRY: A couple of tough monkeys. Elaine laughs, Kramer enters. KRAMER: Oh, hi Elaine, hey. Hey, you missed a great game tonight, buddy! JERRY: Game? KRAMER: Knick game. Horneck took me. We were sitting two rows behind the bench. We were getting hit by sweat! JERRY: Wait. How does Horneck know you? KRAMER: Last week. When I, you know, gave you the phone. He's really into my pizza place idea! JERRY: This is too much. ELAINE: Wait, what pizza place idea? JERRY: Oh, no. KRAMER: You make your own pie! ELAINE: Oh, that sounds like a great idea. It would be fun. A voice is heard from the hallway JOEL: Kramer.. KRAMER: Yeah. JERRY: Perfect. Horneck enters. JOEL: Hey.. KRAMER: Okay, who wants meatloaf? JERRY AND ELAINE: No thanks. KRAMER: It's gonna be hot in a minute. JOEL: So, I though you were tutoring your nephew? JERRY: Oh, we finished early. Joel walks up to Elaine JOEL: Uhm, I'll bet. So, are you going to introduce me to your, nephew? JERRY: Elaine Benes, this is Joel Horneck. ELAINE: Hi. JOEL: Whoa, Nelson! This is Elaine? I thought you guys split? JERRY: We're still friends. JOEL: So, thanks again for those tickets. But next week, I'm going to take you. You about next Tuesday night? to Elaine And why don't you come along? ELAINE: Oh, no, no. Tuesday's no good because we've got choir practice. JERRY: Right. I forgot about choir. ELAINE: We're doing that evening of Eastern European National Anthems. JERRY: Right. You know, the wall being down and everything. JOEL: What about Thursday night? I mean they're playing the Sonics. Jerry shakes his head. ELAINE: Huh... Thursday is not good because we've got to get to the hospital to see if we qualify as those organ donors. JOEL: You know, I should really try something like that. JERRY: You really should. JOEL: Well, let's just take a look here. He looks at his schedule Forty-one home games. Saturday night we've got the mavericks. If you don't like the Mavericks, next Tuesday - Lakers. I mean, you gotta like Magic, right? Let's see, on the road, on the road, on the road, on the road, back on the fourteenth. They play the Bulls. You can't miss Air Jordan.. INT. NIGHTCLUB JERRY: You know, I really.. I've come to the conclusion that there are certain friends in you life that they're just always your friends and you have to accept it. You see them, you don't really want to see them. You don't call them. They call you. You don't call back. They call again. The only way to get through talking with people that you don't really have anything in common with is to pretend you're hosting your own little talk show. This is what I do. You pretend there's a little desk around you. There's a little chair over there, and you interview them. The only problem with this is there's no way you can say, "Hey, it's been great having you on the show. Were out of time." END EPISODE