Not that there's anything wrong with that . . .

The English Patient
ELAINE: (quiet vehemence) Oh. No. I can't do this any more. I can't. It's too
long. (to the screen) Quit telling your stupid story, about the stupid
desert, and just die already! (louder) Die!!
PETERMAN: (surprised) Elaine. You don't like the movie?
ELAINE: (shouts) I hate it!!
CROWD: Shh!
ELAINE: (shouts) Oh, go to hell!!


Love this one too..I felt exactly the same way...lol!
 
The English Patient
ELAINE: (quiet vehemence) Oh. No. I can't do this any more. I can't. It's too
long. (to the screen) Quit telling your stupid story, about the stupid
desert, and just die already! (louder) Die!!
PETERMAN: (surprised) Elaine. You don't like the movie?
ELAINE: (shouts) I hate it!!
CROWD: Shh!
ELAINE: (shouts) Oh, go to hell!!


Love this one too..I felt exactly the same way...lol!

I loved this one too!!
 
George: Oh my god, it's exactly the same.
Jerry: What?
George: When I was 10 years old, my parents had the very same statue on the mantle, in our apartment exactly, and one day I grabbed it, as a microphone, I was singing Mac Arthur's park, and I got to the part about The'yll never have the recipe again, and it slipped out of my hand and broke, my parents looked at me like I smashed the Ten Commandments, to this day they bring it up, it was the single most damaging moment of my life, aside from seeing my Father naked.





Jerry: [Discussing The Deal with Elaine] Because this...
[gesturing between them]
Jerry: is very good.
Elaine: [Gesturing to the bedroom] And that would be good.
Jerry: That would be good too.
[repeating gestures]
Jerry: See the idea's to combine this and that. But this cannot be disturbed.
Elaine: Yeah, we just want to take this and... add that.
[Jerry makes a "There you have it" gesture]





Jerry: I'll tell you, the sex - I was like an animal. I mean, it was just completely uninhibited.
George: It's like going to the bathroom in front of a lot of people and not caring.
Jerry: [pause] It's not like that at all.





Naked Man: I'm not ashamed of my body.
Jerry: Exactly. That's your problem. You should be.




Estelle: Georgie, would you like some Jell-O?
Frank: [about the Jell-O Estelle made] Why'd you put bananas in it?
Estelle: [yelling] George likes the bananas!
Frank: You shoulda put bananas on the side!





Kramer: You'll be the first modern-day pirate, Jerry!
Jerry: But I don't want to be a pirate!









 
George: The sea was angry that day, my friends - like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli. I got about fifty feet out and suddenly the great beast appeared before me. I tell you he was ten stories high if he was a foot. As if sensing my presence, he let out a great bellow. I said, "Easy, big fella!" And then, as I watched him struggling, I realized that something was obstructing its breathing. From where I was standing, I could see directly into the eye of the great fish.
Jerry: Mammal.
George: Whatever.
Kramer: Well, what did you do next?
George: Well then, from out of nowhere, a huge tidal wave lifted me, tossed me like a cork, and I found myself right on top of him - face to face with the blowhole. I could barely see from the waves crashing down upon me but I knew something was there. So I reached my hand in, felt around, and pulled out the obstruction.
[George reveals the obstruction to be a golf ball]
Kramer: What is that, a Titleist?
[George Nods]
Kramer: A hole in one, huh?





Jerry: I love saying "my wife," once I started saying it, I couldn't stop: "my wife this, my wife that." It's an amazing way to begin a sentence.
Kramer: "My wife has an inner-ear infection."
Jerry: See?
Kramer: I like that.





Jerry: Is it...? Could it...? Could he have...? It is! Poppie peed on my sofa!
Kramer: Are you sure?
Jerry: Well, what is it, then? My new sofa! Poppie peed on my new sofa!
Kramer: I'm sure it'll come out.
Jerry: I don't care if it comes out. I can't sit on that anymore.

Kramer: You're making too much of it.
Jerry: Yeah, you're right. Just a natural human function. Happens to be on my sofa... instead of in the toilet, where it would normally be.
Kramer: Right.





Jerry: So let me get this straight. You find yourself in the kitchen. You see an éclair in the receptacle... and you think to yourself: "What the hell, I'll just eat some trash."
George: No, no, no. It was not trash.
Jerry: Was it in the trash?
George: Yes.
Jerry: Then it was trash.
George: It wasn't down in. It was sort of on top.
Jerry: But it was in the cylinder.
George: Above the rim.
Jerry: Adjacent to refuse is refuse.
George: It was on a magazine, and it still had the doily on.
Jerry: Was it eaten?
George: One little bite.
Jerry: Well, that's garbage.
George: But I know who took the bite. It was her aunt.
Jerry: You, my friend, have crossed the line that divides man and bum. You are now a bum.





Kramer: I bought a chicken.
George: Allow me. Why?
Kramer: Cage-free, farm fresh eggs.
Jerry: Allow me. What are you, an idiot?





Kramer: George, why would I, a Julliard trained dermatologist, send him to another doctor?
George: Because, you're not a dermatologist.