George Costanza: [Soup Nazi gives him a look] Medium turkey chili.
[instantly moves to the cashier]
Jerry Seinfeld: Medium crab bisque.
George Costanza: [looks in his bag and notices no bread in it] I didn't get any bread.
Jerry Seinfeld: Just forget it. Let it go.
George Costanza: Um, excuse me, I - I think you forgot my bread.
Soup Nazi: Bread, $2 extra.
George Costanza: $2? But everyone in front of me got free bread.
Soup Nazi: You want bread?
George Costanza: Yes, please.
Soup Nazi: $3!
George Costanza: What?
Soup Nazi: NO SOUP FOR YOU!
[snaps his fingers. The cashier instantly takes George's soup and gives him back his money]
Customer: Uh, gazpacho, por favor.
Soup Nazi: Por favor?
Customer: Um, I'm part Spanish.
Soup Nazi: Adios, muchacho!
Jerry Seinfeld: What are you gonna get?
Sheila: I'll decide at the last minute.
Jerry Seinfeld: You better decide, sister. You're on deck.
[Sheila kisses him]
Jerry Seinfeld: Sheila!
Soup Nazi: [pounds on the counter hard] HEY!
Jerry Seinfeld: Uh oh.
Soup Nazi: What is this? You're kissing in my line? NOBODY KISSES IN MY LINE!
Sheila: I can kiss anywhere I want to.
Soup Nazi: You just cost yourself a soup!
Sheila: HOW DARE YOU! C'mon Jerry, we're leaving.
[leaves the soup kitchen, but Jerry stays. Sheila comes back in]
Jerry Seinfeld: Do I know you?
George Costanza: Good afternoon. One large crab bisque to go.
[gets his soup and looks inside]
George Costanza: Bread. Beautiful.
Soup Nazi: You're pushing your luck little man.
George Costanza: Sorry. Thank you.
Elaine Benes: Hi there. Um, uh -
[drumming on countertop]
Elaine Benes: Oh! Oh! Oh! One mulligatawny and, um... what is that right there? Is that lima bean?
Soup Nazi: Yes.
Elaine Benes: Never been a big fan.
Elaine Benes: Um... you know what? Has anyone ever told you you look exactly like Al Pacino? You know, "Scent Of A Woman." Who-ah! Who-ah!
Soup Nazi: Very good. Very good.
Elaine Benes: Well, I...
Soup Nazi: You know something?
Elaine Benes: Hmmm?
Soup Nazi: NO SOUP FOR YOU!
Elaine Benes: What?
Soup Nazi: COME BACK ONE YEAR! NEXT!
[Elaine has gotten hold of the Soup Nazi's recipes]
Elaine Benes: You're through, Soup Nazi! No more soup for *you*.
Elaine Benes: NEXT!
[Bob and Ray see the armoire Kramer's guarding]
Ray: [gasps] Look at this!
Bob: It's an antique!
Ray: It's all handmade, and I *love* the inlay!
Bob: Yes, yes! Me too! Ai it's gorgeous, completely! Pick it up.
[Ray tries to lift the armoire]
Bob: No no! Pick it up from the bottom over there.
Cosmo Kramer: W-W-W-Wait! What are you doing?
Bob: What does it look like we are doing? We're taking this!
Cosmo Kramer: You can't take this! It belongs to a friend of mine!
Bob: Look, you want to get hurt? I don't think you want to get hurt, because if you want to get hurt, I can hurt you! Now just back off!
Bob: Just pick it up!
Cosmo Kramer: What is this, huh?!
Bob: [yells] You have some kind of problem here? What is it you not understanding? We're taking the armoire, and that's all there is to it! Okay?