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Monk's Café
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Jerry
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[to waitress]: Cup of tea with lemon.
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George
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What happened to your voice?
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Jerry
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I was screamin' at hecklers all night. The last time I open for a rodeo.
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George
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Well, Jerry, I been thinkin'. I've gotten as far as I can go with George Costanza.
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Jerry
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Is this the suicide talk or the nickname talk?
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George
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The nickname. George. What is that? It's nothing. It's got no snap, no zip. I need a nickname that makes people light up.
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Jerry
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You mean like...Liza!
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George
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But I was thinking...T-bone.
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Jerry
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But there's no t in your name. What about G-bone?
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George
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There's no G-bone.
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Jerry
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There's a g-spot.
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George
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That's a myth.
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[George takes a bite of his sandwich and gets a piece stuck to his chin.]
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Jerry
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T-bone, the ladies are going to love you.
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