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change Kessler name to Kramer in episode 1 script
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luonglearnstocode committed Jan 5, 2019
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Expand Up @@ -108,37 +108,37 @@ INT. JERRY’S APARTMENT
JERRY: (answering, quickly) If you know what happened in the Met game, don’t say anything, I taped it, hello. Yeah, no, I’m sorry, you have the wrong number. Yeah, no
(There’s a knock at the door.)
JERRY: (to the door) Yeah?
(Kessler enters.)
KESSLER: Are you up?
JERRY: (to Kessler) Yeah. (to the phone) Yeah, people do move. Have you ever seen the big trucks out on the street? Yeah, no problem.
(Kramer enters.)
KRAMER: Are you up?
JERRY: (to Kramer) Yeah. (to the phone) Yeah, people do move. Have you ever seen the big trucks out on the street? Yeah, no problem.
(Jerry hangs up.)
KESSLER: Boy, the Mets blew it tonight, huh?
JERRY: (upset) Ohhhh, what are you doing? Kessler, it’s a tape! I taped the game, it’s one o’clock in the morning! I avoided human contact all night to watch this.
KESSLER: Hey, I’m sorry, I- you know, I, I thought you knew. (takes two loaves of bread out of his pockets, and holds them out to Jerry.) You got any meat?
JERRY: Meat? I don’t, I don’t know, go... hunt! (Kessler opens the refrigerator and sticks his head in.) Well what happened in the game anyway?
KESSLER: (from the refrigerator) What happened? Well, they STUNK, that’s what happened!
KRAMER: Boy, the Mets blew it tonight, huh?
JERRY: (upset) Ohhhh, what are you doing? Kramer, it’s a tape! I taped the game, it’s one o’clock in the morning! I avoided human contact all night to watch this.
KRAMER: Hey, I’m sorry, I- you know, I, I thought you knew. (takes two loaves of bread out of his pockets, and holds them out to Jerry.) You got any meat?
JERRY: Meat? I don’t, I don’t know, go... hunt! (Kramer opens the refrigerator and sticks his head in.) Well what happened in the game anyway?
KRAMER: (from the refrigerator) What happened? Well, they STUNK, that’s what happened!
(He takes some meat from the refrigerator and closes it.)
KESSLER: You know, I almost wound up going to that game.
KRAMER: You know, I almost wound up going to that game.
JERRY: (cynical) Yeah you almost went to the game. You haven’t been out of the building in ten years!
KESSLER: Yeah. (Jerry sits down on the couch. Kessler walks over with his sandwich and looks at Jerry and uses expressions to ask Jerry to move the newspapers on the other side of the couch so he could site down. Kessler sits down next to him and starts turning over the pages of a magazine. Suddenly he spots an article he likes and tears it out. Jerry gives him a look as if to say, “Do you mind?”) Are you done with this?
KRAMER: Yeah. (Jerry sits down on the couch. Kramer walks over with his sandwich and looks at Jerry and uses expressions to ask Jerry to move the newspapers on the other side of the couch so he could site down. Kramer sits down next to him and starts turning over the pages of a magazine. Suddenly he spots an article he likes and tears it out. Jerry gives him a look as if to say, “Do you mind?”) Are you done with this?
JERRY: No.
(Kessler glues the article back with his own saliva and puts the magazine back on the table.)
KESSLER: When you’re done, let me know.
(Kramer glues the article back with his own saliva and puts the magazine back on the table.)
KRAMER: When you’re done, let me know.
JERRY: Yeah, yeah...you can have it tomorrow.
KESSLER: I thought I wasn’t allowed to be in here this weekend.
KRAMER: I thought I wasn’t allowed to be in here this weekend.
JERRY: No, it’s okay now, that, that girl is not comin’. Uh, I misread the whole thing.
KESSLER: You want me to talk to her?
KRAMER: You want me to talk to her?
JERRY: I don’t think so.
KESSLER: Oh, I can be very persuasive. Do you know that I was almost... a lawyer.
(Kessler shows with his fingers how close he was.)
KRAMER: Oh, I can be very persuasive. Do you know that I was almost... a lawyer.
(Kramer shows with his fingers how close he was.)
JERRY: That close, huh?
KESSLER: You better believe it.
KRAMER: You better believe it.
(The phone rings. Jerry picks it up.)
JERRY: Hello...Oh, hi, Laura.
KESSLER: Oh, give me it...let me talk to her.
KRAMER: Oh, give me it...let me talk to her.
JERRY: (to the phone) No believe me, I’m always up at this hour. How are you?... Great... Sure... What time does the plane get in?... I got my friend George to take me...
KESSLER: (to the TV) SLIDE! Wow!
JERRY: No, it’s, it’s just my neighbour... Um... Yeah, I got it. (Jerry takes a pencil and a cereal box to write on.) Ten-fifteen... No, don’t be silly, go ahead and ask... Yeah, sure... Okay, great, no no, it’s no trouble at all... I’ll see you tomorrow... Great, bye. (He hangs up the phone; to Kessler) I don’t believe it. That was her. She wants to stay here!
KRAMER: (to the TV) SLIDE! Wow!
JERRY: No, it’s, it’s just my neighbour... Um... Yeah, I got it. (Jerry takes a pencil and a cereal box to write on.) Ten-fifteen... No, don’t be silly, go ahead and ask... Yeah, sure... Okay, great, no no, it’s no trouble at all... I’ll see you tomorrow... Great, bye. (He hangs up the phone; to Kramer) I don’t believe it. That was her. She wants to stay here!
INT. JERRY’S APARTMENT – NIGHT
(Jerry and George enter, carrying a heavy mattress.)
JERRY: If my father was moving this he’d had to have a cigarette in his mouth the whole way. (as his father) 'Have you got your end?...Your end’s got to come down first, easy now, drop it down...drop it down, your end’s got to come down.'
Expand All @@ -154,13 +154,13 @@ JERRY: (cynical) This is the signal? Thank you, Mr. Signal. Where were you yeste
GEORGE: I think I was affected by the caffeine.
(Suddenly a dog enters the apartment and jumps George on the couch.)
GEORGE: Ho, ho, ho, good dog, good dog...
(Kessler enters and closes the door.)
KESSLER: Hey, he really likes you, George.
(Kramer enters and closes the door.)
KRAMER: Hey, he really likes you, George.
GEORGE: Well, that’s flattering.
(The dog heads for the bathroom and starts drinking from the toilet.)
KESSLER: Oh, he’s gettin’ a drink of water. (pointing to the mattress) Is this for that girl?
KRAMER: Oh, he’s gettin’ a drink of water. (pointing to the mattress) Is this for that girl?
JERRY: Yeah.
KESSLER: Why even give her an option?
KRAMER: Why even give her an option?
JERRY: This is a person I like, it’s not “How to score on spring break”.
GEORGE: Right, can we go? ‘Cause I’m double-parked, I’m gonna get a ticket.
JERRY: Yeah, okay. Oh, wait a second. Oh, I forgot to clean the bathroom.
Expand All @@ -170,15 +170,15 @@ GEORGE: Because filth is good. Whaddaya think, rock stars have sponges and ammon
JERRY: This is how you operate?
GEORGE: Yeah, I wish.
JERRY: Let me just wipe the sink.
KESSLER: Why even give her an option for?
KRAMER: Why even give her an option for?
(Jerry walks to the bathroom and closes the door.)
KESSLER: (to George, pointing at the mattress) It’s unbelievable.
KRAMER: (to George, pointing at the mattress) It’s unbelievable.
GEORGE: Yeah.
KESSLER: How’s the real estate-business?
KRAMER: How’s the real estate-business?
GEORGE: (feeling awkward) It’s uh, not bad, it’s comin’ along. Why? Did you need something.
KRAMER: Do you handle any of that commercial...real estate?
GEORGE: Well, I might be getting into that.
KESSLER: (slaps George on the arm) You keep me posted!
KRAMER: (slaps George on the arm) You keep me posted!
GEORGE: I’m aware of you. (to Jerry) All right, let’s go (opens the bathroom door) Let’s go!
(Jerry and the dog come out.)
INT. COMEDY CLUB - NIGHT
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