Seinfeld - The Chicken Roaster Script lyrics

GEORGE AND JERRY ARE ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET AT A FRUIT STAND / MARKET. GEORGE PICKS UP A BOTTLE OF ORANGE JUICE. GEORGE: Dollar Eighty-Nine. Why is this a dollar eighty-nine? Why is there no haggling in this country? JERRY: I guess we like to think we've progressed beyond a knife fight for a citrus drink. GEORGE: Not me. Everything should be negotiable. (he picks up a container of fruit) JERRY: Restaurants too? GEORGE: Absolutely. You're telling me there's no room to move on pasta. All starches are a scam. JERRY: Yea especially Ziti, with that big hole. George asks the store worker a question GEORGE: Ahh, Excuse me, how much is this? WORKER: Dollar nineteen. GEORGE: I'll give you a quarter. WORKER: Get the hell out of here. JERRY: Tell him forty and no fork. GEORGE: Thirty. WORKER: That's it you leave and never come back! JERRY: How about we leave and, come back in a week? WORKER: Deal! (turns and walks into the market) GEORGE: Alright see? We got something there. KRAMER AND JERRY AND ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET TALKING ABOUT THE NEW CHICKEN SHACK. KRAMER: Awe check it out. JERRY: Wow. Kenny Rogers Roasters. Finally open. Hey, look at the size of that neon chicken on the roof. KRAMER: Roger's can't sell chicken around here, we got chicken places on every block. JERRY: He is the gambler. KRAMER: Well, (rubs hands) I gotta meet Newman at the pet store. Helping him pick out a turtle. JERRY: Try and stay calm. KRAMER: Yea, yea. Kramer exits MAN ON STREET RECOGNIZES JERRY. MAN: Hey Jerry. JERRY: Seth! Wow what has it been like five years? SETH: At least. JERRY: You wanna grab lunch? SETH: Ah, I'm actually headed back to the office. JERRY: Seth, it's me. What's more important than catching up with an old college buddy? SETH: Well I am, supposed to be in this meeting. JERRY: Blow it off. Remember Poli Sci? How many of those did we go to? SETH & JERRY: Alright, alright. JERRY: Hey whatever happened to Moochie? SETH: He's dead. JERRY: Is that right? Jerry and Seth walk off down the sidewalk GEORGE AND ELAINE ARE IN A STORE GEORGE: You know I still don't know how you can call lunch with me a business expense. ELAINE: What do you think of the catalog? GEORGE: It stinks. ELAINE: There, we just talked business. SALES WOMAN: We do have the down comforter and the cookware you liked. ELAINE: Oh great, put it all on the Peterman account with the other stuff. SALES WOMAN: You know what else we have that you might like? ELAINE: I'll take it. George puts on a giant Russian hat GEORGE: Hey, you like? Elaine laughs SALES WOMAN: I think it looks very nice on you. GEORGE: Really? (feeling flattered) SALES WOMAN: Hmm. GEORGE: Elaine, huh... Peterman account? ELAINE: Why not? (To the Sales Woman) And some hair for my little friend here. George takes off the hat. JERRY AND SETH ARE EATING AT A RESTAURANT SETH: So how's your stand up career? JERRY: Good, as a matter of fact. I almost had my own show in Japan. SETH: Do you speak Japanese? JERRY: No SETH: So you would have done it in Japan, but in English. Jerry thinks for a minute JERRY: I don't know. So what's this job of yours? SETH: Big investment firm. JERRY: Mmmm. SETH: We just got the Citibank account. In fact today was our first big meeting with them. JERRY: The, the meeting you blew off? Seth laughs SETH: Yea. JERRY: Wasn't that kind of important? Seth pauses to think, and then gets worried. SETH: Yea. JERRY AND ELAINE ARE TALKING ON THE PHONE ELAINE: ...and I brought I whole new set of cookware, and a Waterpik. JERRY: You use a Waterpik? ELAINE: Sure. Waterpik, floss, Plax, brush, Listerine. JERRY: So you go in the bathroom at eleven your in bed by what, two? ELAINE: Well, at the latest. Oh hang on a second, I gotta another call. Elaine clicks over to the call waiting, putting Jerry on hold in the process. The screen is a 3 panel shot -- Ipswitch, Elaine, Jerry ELAINE: Hello? MAN: Good day Ms. Benes. It's Roger Ipswitch. ELAINE: Oh hey! How things doing in accounting? ROGER: Ms. Benes, I notice you've been charging quite a bit of merchandise on the Peterman account. Jerry looks at his shirt ELAINE: Well, I am the President. ROGER: Yes, and we're all very impressed. Never the less, the expense account is for business purposes only. ELAINE: Well, well isn't the president allowed to do anything that they want? ROGER: No. I'll be in your office first thing tomorrow. Good day. (hangs up the phone) screen still has 3 panels, but Ipswitch's panel is now black, leaving Elaine and Jerry in their own panels ELAINE: Good day. Elaine hangs up - her panel goes black, leaving Jerry still on hold JERRY: Hello. Anybody? GEORGE WALKS INTO MONKS WEARING THE RUSSIAN HAT. GEORGE: Hey. JERRY: Hey. Why didn't cha get the big one? GEORGE: This hat just bottles in the heat, I -I don't even need a coat! It's unbelievable! JERRY: I don't believe it. George takes off hat and sits in booth GEORGE: Ah, and I got a date with the sales woman. She's got a little Marisa Tomei thing going on. JERRY: Ahh, too bad you got a little, George Costanza thing going on. GEORGE: I'm going out with her tomorrow, she said she had some errands to run. JERRY: That's a date? GEORGE: What's the difference? You know the way I work. I'm like a commercial jingle. First it's a little irritating, then you hear it a few times, you're hummin' it in the shower, by the third date it's (sings) "By Mennen!". JERRY: How do you make sure your gonna get to the third date? GEORGE: If there's any doubt, I do a leave-behind. Keys, gloves, scarf -- I go back to her place to pick it up...(pop sound) date number two. JERRY: That is so old. Why don't you show up at her door in a wood horse? JERRY IS AT HIS APARTMENT DOOR JERRY: (sings theme) "By Mennen." What the?... Jerry notices a red dot on his door, Using his hand, he traces the red light coming from Kramer's peep hole. Jerry knocks on Kramer's door. Kramer opens the door -- a huge red light is flooding the apartment as well as a pronounced buzzing sound. Kramer is smoking away on a cigar. Jerry is taken-a-back by the bright red light. JERRY: What's going on in there? KRAMER: What? JERRY: That light! KRAMER: Oh the red. Yeah, It's the chicken roaster sign. You know, its right across from my window. JERRY: Can't you shut the shades? KRAMER: They are shut. Oh by the way, your friend Seth, he stopped by. JERRY: Oh yeah? What'd he have to say? KRAMER: Yeah, he was fired. ELAINE'S OFFICE, ELAINE IS TRYING TO CONVINCE THE ACCOUNTING GUY THAT ALL OF HER EXPENSES ARE BUSINESS RELATED ELAINE: Well, as you can see the comforter I expensed is actually the Aristotle goose down tunic. (laughs, modeling the comforter) What do you think? ROGER: (sarcastically) Another bulls eye. ELAINE: Hmm. Well Mr. Ipswitch since everyone of my expenses was obviously for a legitimate business purpose. Elaine turns on Waterpik to water the plants. ROGER: I just need to see the sable hat you purchased yesterday. ELAINE: The hat? Why do you need to see the hat? ROGER: It costs eight-thousand dollars. ELAINE: What? Elaine, surprised at the cost of the hat, turns and accidentally hits Roger with water from Waterpik -- he tries to block the water stream from hitting him. ELAINE: Ohh. (trying to control the Waterpik and shut it off.) JERRY IS TALKING TO SETH AT HIS APARTMENT JERRY: Seth, if you knew the meeting was so important why did you go the lunch with me? SETH: We're old college buddies. JERRY: I only knew you through Moochie. SETH: Hey Jerry don't worry about it all right. The important thing is, is we got to catch up. Mind if I ah, grab the want ads? JERRY: Um, actually I haven't read Tank McNamara yet. (takes the paper back) Exit Seth. Kramer comes over, walks into the doorjam. Red light still blaring JERRY: How's life on the red planet? (shuts door) KRAMER: Its k**ing me, I can't eat, I can't sleep. All I can see is that giant red sun in the shape of a chicken. (gets some cereal from the cubard and pours it in a big bowl) JERRY: Well, did you go down to the Kenny Rogers and complain? KRAMER: Ah, they gave me the heave ho. You know, I don't think that Kenny Rogers has any idea what's going on down there. Kramer takes a pitcher of red liquid from the fridge and pours it on his cereal. JERRY: What are you doing? KRAMER: Getting some cereal JERRY: That, that's tomato juice. Kramer takes a big spoonful of cereal with tomato juice! Spits out cereal KRAMER: That looked like milk to me! Jerry my rods and cones are all screwed up! Alright, that's it. I gotta move in with you Jerry. Kramer takes the bowl to the trash can and proceeds to spill the cereal and tomato juice all over Jerry's wall in the area around the trash can JERRY: I don't know Kramer, ahh, my concern is that .... Kramer attempts to cleans the mess with a dish rag.... JERRY: ..living together after a while we... we might start to get on each others nerves a little. Squeezes juice from rag into pitcher and puts it back in the fridge KRAMER: Alright listen to me, I got a great idea. Now, you're a heavy sleeper, right? Why don't we just switch apartments? JERRY: Or I could sleep in the park? You could knock these walls down, make it an eight room luxury suite. KRAMER: (taking Jerry's suggestion seriously) Jerry these are load bearing walls, they're not gonna come down! JERRY: Yeah, that's no good. KRAMER: I may have to drive that place out of business. JERRY: How you gonna do that? KRAMER: Like we did in the sixties, takin' in to the streets. Kramer makes a peace sign and a pop noise. Kramer opens door and leans way back from the overwhelming red neon light GEORGE IS DROPPING OFF THE SALES WOMAN THAT SOLD HIM THE HAT. HEATHER: Thanks George, but I got it from here. GEORGE: Oh no I'm in already come on. George puts down the bags he came in with GEORGE: So eh, you eh, wanna get together tomorrow? HEATHER: No, I'm gonna be pretty busy. GEORGE: What about this weekend? HEATHER: I'm gonna be busy for a while. GEORGE: OK, ah.. (George throws his keys on the table) see ya! HEATHER: Hey, you forgot your keys. GEORGE: Oh, those, those aren't my keys. HEATHER: Well they're not mine. GEORGE: Oh. Ha. They are my keys, how weird. (laughs) Phone rings HEATHER: Goodbye George. GEORGE: Yea bye. HEATHER: George, Bye! (picks up phone) Hello? You are not going to believe the date I just had. George places his hat on her chair, behind a pillow. GEORGE: (sings) Co-stan-za. (like "By Mennen") Heather turns and looks as the door shuts GEORGE AND ELAINE ARE IN ELAINE'S OFFICE. GEORGE IS LOOKING AT A BUNCH OF FAKE bu*tERFLIES ON THE WALL ELAINE: What do you mean you don't have the hat? GEORGE: I left it at Heather's. Are these alive? (pounding on gla** display) ELAINE: No dead! George, I need that Russian hat back! GEORGE: Alright, alright, I'll call Heather, you'll get your hat back, I will get a second date. Ha ha ha. Now watch the magic. George tries to dial but gets a busy tone ELAINE: Dial 9- MERLIN. George dials again on speaker phone and Heather answers HEATHER: Hello? GEORGE: (clears throat) Heather Hi, it's George Costanza. HEATHER: Oy! GEORGE: Ah, listen ah, I don't mean to bother you but ah, silly me, I- I think I may have left my hat in your apartment. So ah, I thought I'd just come by later and pick it up. HEATHER: You didn't' leave a hat here. GEORGE: I- I'm pretty sure I left it eh, behind the cushion of the chair ... accidentally. HEATHER: No hat. George I gotta go. GEORGE: Ah, a, You know what, maybe I'll just come ... umm, y'ummm (stammering) Heather hangs up JERRY IS WALKING DOWN THE STREET AND SEES SETH EMPTYING A GARBAGE FOR KENNY ROGERS ROASTERS JERRY: Seth? SETH: Jerry Hi! What do you think? JERRY: I think your taking the trash out for this chicken place, but that couldn't be. SETH: Yeah, I'm the new manager JERRY: But your were an executive, this is fast food. SETH: Not fast food, good food quickly. Hey, next time lunch'll be on me, huh Jer. Kramer opens his window revealing a banner saying "BAD CHICKEN" KRAMER: Hey, stay away from the chicken. Bad, bad chicken, mess you up. SETH: That's not going to be good for business. JERRY: That's not going to be good for anybody. KRAMER AND JERRY ARE TALKING IN JERRY'S APARTMENT. KRAMER: Jerry I'm so glad we switched apartments. It was a perfect solution. JERRY: Look Kramer, i-i-if I'm gonna live over there, y-y-you gotta take some of this stuff out. I mean this thing is really freaking me out (holds up a ventriloquist dummy). I feel like its gonna come to life in the middle of the night and k** me. KRAMER: What, Mr. Marbles? He's harmless. JERRY: And one other thing, I don't want Newman using my... Jerry is interrupted by the sound of a toilet flush, out comes Newman from the bathroom who then tosses a newspaper on the table JERRY: Oh no. NEWMAN: Nice place you got here Kramer ... KRAMER: Yeah. NEWMAN: ... a man can really get some thinking done. (sits on couch, next to Kramer.) JERRY: Well don't get too comfortable. As soon as Seth gets a real job you two are gong back in that chicken supernova. Jerry puts on giant sungla**es and goes to Kramer's apartment. Newman starts eating chicken KRAMER: What is that Roger's Chicken? Oh get that outta here. NEWMAN: I don't know. The man makes a pretty strong bird. KRAMER: Well I'm boycotting it. NEWMAN: (eating) hm. Kramer looks at the chicken. KRAMER: What is that, hickory? NEWMAN: Yea, it's the wood that makes it good. KRAMER: Really? NEWMAN: Uh-Huh. Kramer reaches for some and Newman growls, KRAMER: Oh stop it. (he slaps Newman's shoulder) What's the matter with you. Kramer takes a piece of chicken and looks like he loves it KRAMER: Mmmmm. EXTERIOR DUSK SHOT OF HEATHER'S APARTMENT BUILDING. KNOCK ON HEATHER'S DOOR. HEATHER: Can I help you? Elaine stands in the doorway, off to the side ELAINE: Hi, yeah, I'm Elaine Benes, we met at Barney's... HEATHER: Oh. ELAINE: ... I'm a friend of George Costanza's. (while she is talking, she is dragging George in by pulling his ear) GEORGE: Hi. ELAINE: Ah, (releases George's ear) whether you're aware of it or not George had this pathetic little plan to, leave something behind so he could weasel a second date. HEATHER: Really? ELAINE: I know, he- he has a real confidence problem. GEORGE: Well not really... ELAINE: George... GEORGE: Ah... (quietly) ELAINE: ... Anyway I know you told him you didn't have the hat because you didn't want to see him again. And, more sympathetic I could not be. But, I really do need to have the hat back. HEATHER: Look, I don't know what to tell you, but there's no hat here. I mean, maybe the maid took it, I had people over, but... GEORGE: Well that makes sense. George starts to leave, so Elaine grabs him by the ear and pulls him back in ELAINE: Well then you wouldn't mind if we took a second look around? HEATHER: Be my guest. Elaine drags George in by his ear GEORGE: Good to see you again. George and Elaine exit the apartment looking tired. The door shuts hard. GEORGE: She's bluffing... ELAINE: Uhhh... GEORGE: ... She's got it stashed away in there somewhere. ELAINE: This is an absolute disaster. GEORGE: Oh I don't know. Check this out. George holds up a golden clock he had hidden in his jacket. ELAINE: You stole her clock? George smiles ELAINE: Well done. (pats George on the shoulder) GEORGE: Yep, this is one for our side! CUT TO JERRY'S APARTMENT, KRAMER IS IN JERRY'S BED EATING KENNY ROGER'S CHICKEN. KRAMER WIPES HIS FACE ON JERRY'S SHEETS, AND DOING SO FOUND ANOTHER PIECE OF CHICKEN, KRAMER THROWS IT ON THE FLOOR. CUT TO KRAMER'S APARTMENT, JERRY IS WIDE AWAKE IN THE DARK (RED). JERRY: (Thinking) What is that creaking, its like I'm in the hold of a ship. Gotta relax. Creaking sound, then the sound of a door opening JERRY: (startled - eyes wide open) Hello, is somebody there? (scurrying sound) Mr.- Mr. Marbles? MORNING AT JERRY APARTMENT ELAINE: So I told Ipswitch I'd have the hat by this afternoon. What am I gonna do? KRAMER: You should sleep with him. Enter Jerry, his hair is like Kramer's. Jerry enters doing Kramer's slide. The red light floods the hallway from Kramer's apartment JERRY: Hey buddy. I'm on no sleep, no sleep!. You don't know what it's like in there, all night long things are creaking and cracking. And that red light is burning my brain! rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands - fingers outstretched ELAINE: You look a little stressed. JERRY: Oh I'm stressed! (makes like Kramer, outstretching his arm. Jerry heads for the freezer for some ice cream.) ELAINE: So Kramer what am I supposed to do? If I don't have that fur hat by four o'clock they're gonna take me down like Nixon. JERRY: You know my friend Bob Sacamano? ELAINE: I thought he was Kramer's friend. JERRY: Well, he called last night about 3 a.m. and we got to talking, he sells Russian hats down at battery park, forty bucks. ELAINE: Forty bucks? Are they Sable? JERRY: No, but the difference is negligible. KRAMER: Oh yea, I like this idea. (sounding very much like Jerry) ELAINE: Alright, lets give it a shot, lets go. JERRY: Giddee up! Exit Elaine and Jerry. Newman reveals himself, he was hiding in the bathroom. NEWMAN: It's getting cold, it's getting cold. KRAMER: That was a close one. NEWMAN: Well why do we have to keep this from Jerry? KRAMER: Because if Jerry finds out that I'm hooked on Roger's chicken I'm back there with the red menace. Newman and Kramer start open the grocery bag. BACK TO ELAINE'S OFFICE IPSWITCH: Ms. Benes the hat you charged to the company was Sable, this is Nutria. ELAINE: w-w- Well, that's a -ah, it's kind of Sable. IPSWITCH: No, its a kind of rat. ELAINE: That's a rat hat? IPSWITCH: And a poorly made one, even by rat hat standards. I have no choice but to recommend your prompt termination to the board of directors. Nothing short of the approval of Peterman himself will save you this time. ELAINE: But, but, he's in the Burmese jungle. IPSWITCH: And quite mad too from what I hear. ELAINE: Wait a minute, wait a minute. Can I fire you? IPSWITCH: No. MONK'S DINER -- GEORGE AND KRAMER ARE EATING TOGETHER KRAMER: So Heather called? GEORGE: Yeah, but get this, the message said 'call me if you have the time'. Heh heh if I have the time, you get it? KRAMER: No, but this is all very exciting. (sounding very much like jerry) GEORGE: She knows that I have her clock. I know that she has my hat. I think she's getting ready to make an exchange. KRAMER: Well there is the possibility that you've gone right out of your mind. GEORGE: I've looked at that, seems unlikely. KRAMER: I'd look again. So ah, how come you didn't call Jerry about all this? GEORGE: Jerry, I can't talk to Jerry anymore. Ever since he moved into that apartment he's too much ... like you. KRAMER: Hmm. That's a shame. JERRY TALKING TO SETH INSIDE KENNY ROGERS ROASTERS JERRY: Seth, you're the manager, can't you turn off that sign? SETH: Jerry I lied. I'm just an a**istant manager. SETH: (On loud speaker) Number sixty seven, family feast. NEWMAN: Number 67, right here, right here! JERRY: Hello Newman. NEWMAN: Hello Jerry. SETH: And don't forget your steamed broccoli. JERRY: Hold it. Broccoli? Newman, you wouldn't eat broccoli if it was deep fried in chocolate sauce. NEWMAN: I love.. broccoli, it's, good for you. JERRY: Really? Then maybe you'd like to have a piece? Jerry opens container. Newman takes a piece NEWMAN: Gladly. (starts munching on the broccoli, then spits it out) NEWMAN: Vile weed! JERRY: It's Kramer isn't it? I knew it! The greasy door knob the constant licking of the fingers, he's hooked to the chicken isn't he? NEWMAN: Yes, Yes, now please. Someone, honey mustard. Newman drinks mustard like a shot of Henningin's whiskey. He slaps his hand on the counter 7 times, adjusts his coat, coughs and exits JERRY'S APARTMENT, KRAMER, TAPPING HIS FORK ON THE TABLE WITH AN EMPTY PLATE IN FRONT OF HIM. HE IS WAITING FOR NEWMAN. JERRY COMES IN. RED LIGHT FLOODS THE HALLWAY KRAMER: Newman, what took you... ah hey, hey surprised to see Jerry, Kramer removes the napkin from his shirt front and wipes his mouth like he just finished a meal. JERRY: Expecting Newman? That's funny because I just happened upon him down at the Kenny Roger's Roasters. KRAMER: Oh, shh, Kenny Roger's? Whew, boy, I hate that place. JERRY: He was buying quite a load of chicken, almost for two people ... KRAMER: Oh JERRY: ... as long as one of them is not him. KRAMER: (laughs) Oh hey, you know Elaine, ah she stopped by... JERRY: Uh-ha. KRAMER: ... Yeah dropped off that Bob Sacamano hat. Oh she's ah, upset at him, oh yes siree. Yeah well thanks for stopping by. JERRY: I sure do miss my apartment. Maybe I'll switch back. KRAMER: Oh you don't want to think about that no sir. Otherwise I'd have no choice but to put that banner back up and eh, he-he-hwow, run that Roger's right out of town. JERRY: I don't think you will. As a matter of fact I'll save you the trouble. I'll do it myself. KRAMER: Yeah, yeah go ahead yeah, put the banner up doesn't matter to me. JERRY: All right. (opens door - Red light floods hallway - a buzzing sound emanates.) KRAMER: No Jerry! I - I need that chicken, I gotta have that chicken. Now you leave those roasters alone. Kenny never hurt anybody. JERRY: You got a little problem. KRAMER: Oh I got a big problem Jerry! SHOT OF A MAP - MYANMAR, BURMA. ELAINE IS VISITING PETERMAN IN THE BURMESE JUNGLE. SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYS. ELAINE IS LEAD BY A BOY AND TOLD TO SIT. THEY ARE IN SILHOUETTE. THIS SCENE IS STRAIGHT OUT OF THE MOVIE APOCALYPSE NOW BOY: Here, kneel here. ELAINE: What? BOY: Kneel. ELAINE: Kneel? The sound of water dripping, as Peterman squeezes a cloth onto the back of his neck, ala Colonel Kurtz in the movie Apocalypse Now PETERMAN: Elaine. ELAINE: Mr. Peterman. A boy cuts a pineapple with a large knife in the background. Elaine is startled and turns to look at him. Peterman scolds him in another language PETERMAN: Jaba! Bagama ma Jaba. Olymala Hungui. (The boy runs out of the room) ELAINE: You speak Burmese? PETERMAN: No Elaine, that was gibberish. ELAINE: Ah. PETERMAN: So did you have any trouble finding the place? ELAINE: No, you're the only, white poet warlord in the neighborhood. (laughs) PETERMAN: Are you an a**a**in? ELAINE: I - I work for your mail order catalog. PETERMAN: You're an errand girl, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill. ELAINE: Well actually um, I do have a bill here. If you could just sign, this expense form, I think I could still make the last fan boat out of here. PETERMAN: I'd be happy to Elaine (he starts reading the form as she hands him a pen)... but I will have to see this hat. ELAINE: Right... (nodding) GEORGE AND HEATHER ARE AT A BENCH IN THE PARK. GEORGE IS HOLDING A WHITE PAPER BAG. HE SITS AT THE OPPOSITE END OF THE BENCH AND SETS THE BAG DOWN NEXT TO HIM GEORGE: So how do you want to do this? HEATHER: Alright George, I'll be honest. The first time we went out, I found you very irritating. But after seeing you a couple of times, you sorta got stuck in my head, (sings) Ca-stan-za! (like "By Mennen") (laughs) GEORGE: So you - you really don't have my hat? HEATHER: What? George moves his bag GEORGE: Uh, le - let's go do, something. HEATHER: What's in the bag? GEORGE: Oh that's eh, that's a sandwich. Clock starts ringing GEORGE: ...ah (picks up the bag) Damn salami. HEATHER: (grabs the bag) My clock, you stole it! GEORGE: That damn delicatessen that - that is last time they screw up one of my orders. Heather walks off leaving George on the bench. It starts raining JERRY ENTERS THE CHICKEN STAND WEARING THE NUTRIA RAT HAT. THE RAIN HAS MADE THE HAT WET JERRY: Hey Seth. Man it is coming down hard out there. As Jerry talks he tries to wave his rat hat dry, because of the wetness, the hat falls apart, fur flying into everyone's plate JERRY: Oh, gross. That's not gonna be good for business. SETH: That's not gonna be good for anybody. KRAMER IN BED EATING CHICKEN WHEN ... THE KENNY ROGER'S RED CHICKEN LIGHT GOES OUT KRAMER: (his mouth is very full) Kenny? ... Kenny? Kramer at his window with a sign saying "KENNY COME BACK" KRAMER: (quietly and staring across the street) Kenny .... Kenny ....... Kenny JERRY IS IN BED AT HIS OWN APARTMENT JERRY: Home at last. Ahhhh. (light turns off) Creek! JERRY: Is someone there? the sound of scampered feet, and a shadow of the ventriloquist dummy runs across the back room wall JERRY: Mr. Marbles? ELAINE WITH PETERMAN IN THE JUNGLE ELAINE: This the Urban Sombrero, I put it on the last catalog cover. PETERMAN: The horror ... the horror.