Estelle Costanza: Where have you been? You were supposed to fix the stove! I've been waiting for hours!
Frank Costanza: I fell on some Fusilli
Estelle Costanza: Fusilli?
Frank Costanza: You know, the corkscrew pasta. It was a Fusilli Jerry. It got stuck in me. Had to go to the proctologist.
Estelle Costanza: The proctologist? Are you okay?
Frank Costanza: Yeah.
Estelle Costanza: Oh, I was so worried.
[grabs a couple of tissues from the box]
George Costanza: Ma, don't cry!
Estelle Costanza: Oh, I can't help it!
George Costanza: Ma, your eyes!
George Costanza: [about mechanics] Well of course they're trying to screw you! What do you think? That's what they do. They can make up anything; nobody knows! "Why, well you need a new johnson rod in here." Oh, a Johnson rod. Yeah, well better put one of those on!