Mild Manny

Kramer: So, what do you think? Jerry: About what? Kramer: About the opera. Jerry: Nah, I don’t wanna go. Kramer: You gotta go. Jerry: I-I-I don’t like the opera. What are they singing for? Who sings? You got something to say, say it! Kramer: Jerry, you don’t understand. That’s the way they talk in Italy; they sing to one another. Kramer starts to sing in bad Italian. Jerry: All right, all right. Kramer: That’s the way it was, you know. You listen to the language; it’s got that sing-songy quality. It’s the language, Jerry, the language Jerry: So why don’t they talk like that now? Kramer: Well, it’s, uh, well,l it’s too hard to keep up, you know, they were tired.

Daniel: Like-like that? Do you mind flapping your lips somewhere else? You smell.

Pedro: I’m pissed off now, Pedro… I go to you. I stick up for you. And you no help me now… I say  I don’t need you, Pedro. I do it myself.