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                           THE TRIP PART 2



                             Written by

                            Larry Charles




 
               
               
               (Comedy club)

               
               There are many different job in the police. It seems to me, that 
               the chalk outline guy is one of the better jobs that you can 
               get. You know it's not dangerous, the criminals are long gone, 
               that seems like a good one. I don't know who they are, I guess 
               they're people who wanted to be a sketch artists, but they couldn't 
               draw too well..."listen Johnson, forget the sketches. Do you 
               think if we left a dead body right there on the sidewalk, you 
               could manage to trace around it? Could you do that?". I don't 
               even know how it helps to solve the crime? You know, they look 
               at the thing on the ground..."aah his arm was like that when 
               he hit the pavement. That means the killer must've been Jim."
 
               
               
               OPENING SCENE

               
               GEORGE AND JERRY ARE IN A CAR. GEORGE IS GRABBING JERRY'S ARM
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               He's on the lamb(?), he's on the loose!
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Would you let go of my arm?! I'm trying 
               to drive, you're getting us both killed!
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               What are we supposed to do? What do 
               you do on a situation like this? Should 
               we call a lawyer, should we call the 
               police?
 
               
                             JERRY
               Obviously we're gonna call the police 
               and tell that he's not the guy.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Hope he's not the guy.

               
                             JERRY
               Couldn't be the guy...nah.

               
                             GEORGE
               God, I'm starved, I'm weak from hunger.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               How can you think of food at the time 
               like this?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Time like what? I'm hungry. My stomach 
               doesn't know that Kramer's wanted.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               I told you to have breakfast, you should've 
               had breakfast!
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I couldn't have breakfast, it was lunchtime! 
               The three hour time difference threw 
               me. I wanted a tuna fish sandwich, they 
               wouldn't serve me tuna fish sandwich, 
               because they were only serving breakfast.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               You should've had some eggs.

               
                             GEORGE
               For lunch? Who eats eggs for lunch?
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Have you ever heard of egg salad?

               
                             GEORGE
               Why didn't you say something then?
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               I've gotta to tell you about existence 
               of egg salad?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I need food, Jerry. I feel faint, I'm 
               getting light headed.
 
               
                             JERRY
               I've gotta call the police, there's 
               a pay phone over there.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Pay phone in L.A., look it's a miracle.
 
               
               
               CUT TO KRAMER SINGING IN A SHOWER FOLLOWED BY A FALLING SOUND
 
               
               
               BACK TO GEORGE AND JERRY ON THE STREET

               
                             JERRY
               I don't have any change. You've got 
               any change?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               No, I don't have any change. I never 
               carry change.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Well, we need change and all I have 
               is twenties.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I have a ten.

               
                             JERRY
               So, break it.

               
                             GEORGE
               I hate asking for change. They always 
               make a face. Like I'm asking them to 
               donate a kidney.
 
               
                             JERRY
               So, buy something.

               
                             GEORGE
               What?

               
                             JERRY
               I don't know, some mints or TicTacs.
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               Breath problem?

               
                             JERRY
               No, I just want some change.

               
                             GEORGE
               Tell me.

               
                             JERRY
               Your breath is fine. It's delightful, 
               it's delicious.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               You know, I haven't eaten anything.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               I just wanna call the police!

               
                             GEORGE
               Why don't you just call 911?

               
                             JERRY
               But is this an emergency?

               
                             GEORGE
               Of course it is.

               
                             JERRY
               How is this an emergency?

               
                             GEORGE
               Your friend is been accused of being 
               a serial killer. I think that qualifies.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               All right, I'll call 911. Think he did 
               it? Could've he done it? Couldn't done 
               it? How could've he done it? Couldn't 
               be? Could it? Hello 911? How are you? 
               I'm sorry it was just a reflex...I know 
               it's an emergency number...it is an 
               emergency...my friend is being accused 
               of being a smog strangler and I know 
               he didn't do it...they're putting me 
               trough to the detective in charge of 
               the investigation...what is my name? 
               Who am I? I'm eh...George Costanza...
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               What's the matter with you? Are you 
               crazy? Why are you using my name?!
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Oh, don't be a baby! What are you scared 
               of?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               What am I scared of? I'm scared of the 
               same thing that you are, everything! 
               Why don't you just use your own name?
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Your name is a good name, Costanza. 
               Sounds like it's stands for something, 
               they'll believe us.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Really?

               
                             JERRY
               Sure.

               
                             GEORGE
               You think so?

               
                             JERRY
               Oh yeah. Yes I have some very important 
               information regarding the smog strangler. 
               (George leans close) would you suck 
               a mint or something. Can I come right 
               now? I suppose, where are you located? 
               Where is that? I don't know where we 
               are. Where are we?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I don't know.

               
                             JERRY
               We don't know. He says ask somebody, 
               ask that guy.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Excuse me, where are we?

               
                             MAN
               Earth.

               
                             JERRY
               Hey, you know I'm on the phone with 
               the police! Some guy just gave me a 
               wise answer. Ask that woman.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Excuse me Ms. which street are we on?
 
               
               
                             WOMAN
               I don't know.

               
                             GEORGE
               You don't know?

               
                             WOMAN
               I don't know.

               
                             GEORGE
               How come you don't know what street 
               are you on?
 
               
                             WOMAN
               You don't know.

               
                             JERRY
               George, it says it here on the phone. 
               It's 12145 Ventura Boulevard. Aha, ok...do 
               we know where the 101 is? (George shakes 
               his head) No...do we know where 170 
               is? (George shakes his head) No...do 
               we know where 134 is? (George just looks 
               at Jerry) No. Aha, ok. (Jerry hangs 
               up) He's gonna send a black and white 
               to pick us up.
 
               
               (Police car rolls by the sidewalk and stops. The police listens 
               their conversation.)
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Black and white?

               
                             JERRY
               A cop car.

               
                             GEORGE
               Why didn't you just say that?

               
                             JERRY
               I thought it sounded kind of cool.
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               Oh yeah, real cool. You're a cool guy.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Oh, you are? I guaranty you, Lupe is 
               going to tuck your covers in.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I'll bet you, how much?

               
                             JERRY
               Her tip.

               
                             GEORGE
               You've got a bet.

               
                             JERRY
               Ok.

               
                             GEORGE
               How much do you tip a chamber maid?
 
               
               
                             POLICE
               Which one of you is Costanza?

               
               (Jerry and George point at each other.)

               
                             POLICE
               Get in.

               
                             GEORGE
               Hi, how are you guys? Listen, does either 
               one of you have like a mint or piece 
               of gum or...
 
               
               KRAMER IS SHAVING. HE SNEEZES AND GETS SHAVING CREAM ON THE MIRROR
 
               
               
               BACK TO THE POLICE CAR WITH JERRY, GEORGE AND TWO COPS

               
                             GEORGE
               Jerry, would you do me a favor, close 
               the window.
 
               
               JERRY SEARCHES FOR THE HANDLE, BUT CAN'T FIND ONE

               
                             JERRY
               Hey, get out of here...hey officer, 
               he's fooling around back here.
 
               
                             COP
               Cut it up back there.

               
                             GEORGE
               He started it.

               
                             JERRY
               I did not. You guys gonna go through 
               some red lights?
 
               
                             COP
               I don't think so.

               
                             JERRY
               But you could?

               
                             COP
               Oh yeah, of course we could. We can 
               do anything we want.
 
               
                             COP 2
               We could drive on the wrong side of 
               the road.
 
               
                             COP
               Yeah, we do that all the time. You should 
               see the looks on people's faces.
 
               
                             COP 2
               Shoot people...

               
                             GEORGE
               You guys ever shot anybody?

               
                             COPS
               No...

               
                             GEORGE
               Hey, can I flip on the siren?

               
                             JERRY
               Why are you bothering them for?

               
                             GEORGE
               I'm just asking, all they have to do 
               is say no.
 
               
                             COP
               Yeah, go ahead.

               
               GEORGE TRIES THE SIREN.

               
                             GEORGE
               Wohoo, check it out.

               
                             JERRY
               Can I try it?

               
                             COP
               Yeah, go ahead, hurry up.

               
               JERRY TRIES THE SIREN

               
                             JERRY
               Scared the hell out of that guy.

               
                             GEORGE
               You know what I never understood? Why 
               did they change the siren noise? When 
               I was a kid it was always "waaaa, waaaa", 
               you know now it "woo-woo-woo-woo-woo". 
               Why did they do that, did they do some 
               research? Did they find that woo-woo 
               was more effective than waa?
 
               
                             JERRY
               Yeah, what about those English sirens, 
               you know...eee-aaa-eee-aaa-eee-aaa...
 
               
               
                             JERRY AND GEORGE
               Eee-aaa-eee-aaa-eee-aaa...

               
                             COP
               Hey!

               
               KRAMER IS COMBING HIS HAIR. TRYING TO GET THE COMB THROUGH.
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               I'm dizzy.

               
               BACK TO THE POLICE CAR

               
                             JERRY
               Nice shotgun.

               
                             COP
               Thanks.

               
                             JERRY
               Clean as a whistle.

               
                             GEORGE
               You could eat of that shotgun.

               
                             JERRY
               What is that, a 12 gauge?

               
                             COP
               Yeah.

               
                             JERRY
               12 gauge. Seems to be the most popular 
               gauge.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               My favorite.

               
                             JERRY
               Mine too, love the 12 gauge.

               
                             GEORGE
               Makes the 11 gauge look like a cap pistol.
 
               
               
                             COP
               What do got over there?

               
                             COP 2
               I don't know.

               
                             COP
               Looks like a possible 5-19.

               
                             JERRY
               5-19? What's a 5-19?

               
                             GEORGE
               Where?

               
                             COP 2
               Think so?

               
                             COP
               Looks like it.

               
                             JERRY
               I can't believe this. A 5-19?

               
                             GEORGE
               Where, where? I can't see.

               
                             COP
               This is car 23, we have a possible 5-19 
               in progress, over.
 
               
                             COP 2
               All right, let's pull over and check 
               it out.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Pull over? You can't pull over.

               
                             GEORGE
               What are you doing? Where do you think 
               you're going?
 
               
                             JERRY
               Pull over? The lieutenant is waiting 
               to see us.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Hey hey hey, we're in a rush here.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               We have an appointment!

               
                             GEORGE
               What are you doing?!

               
                             JERRY
               Great.

               
               COPS GO TO ARREST A GUY FOR TRYING TO STEAL A CAR

               
                             GEORGE
               There's a bag of Pepperidge Farm cookies 
               up there.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Which flavor?

               
                             GEORGE
               Milano.

               
                             JERRY
               Cops eating Milanos. What crazy town 
               is this?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Should I take some?

               
                             JERRY
               I think that's a 5-19.

               
                             GEORGE
               I'm starving...

               
               GEORGE REACHES FOR THE COOKIES AND THE COPS SLAM A GUY ON THE 
               HOOD AND GEORGE BACKS AWAY
 
               
                             JERRY
               They're busting this guy.

               
                             GEORGE
               They're cuffing him.

               
                             JERRY
               I can't believe this.

               
               GEORGE GET CLOSER TO JERRY AND THEY THROW THE GUY NEXT TO GEORGE
 
               
               
                             MONOLOGUE
               
               
               I can't believe that cops still have to read that whole "you 
               have the right to remain silence"-speech to every criminal they 
               arrest. I mean is there anybody who doesn't know that by now? 
               Can't they just go "Freeze, you're under arrest. You've ever 
               seen Baretta? Yeah, good, get in the car."
 
               
               BACK TO POLICE CAR

               
                             GEORGE
               Hi.

               
                             JERRY
               Hi, I'm Jerry.

               
                             GEORGE
               George, how you doing?

               
               GEORGE OFFERS HIS HAND, BUT THE GUY IS IN CUFFS

               
                             GUY
               What did you do?

               
                             GEORGE
               Nothing.

               
                             JERRY
               Nothing.

               
                             GUY
               Oh yeah right, me neither. Hey I didn't 
               do nothing!
 
               
                             COP
               Shut up.

               
                             JERRY
               Hot out.

               
                             GUY
               Brutal.

               
                             GEORGE
               What do you tip a chamber maid.

               
                             GUY
               I don't know, five bucks a night.

               
                             JERRY
               No, a dollar, two tops.

               
                             GUY
               Hey, you guys aren't cuffed. What are 
               you, narks?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Narks?

               
                             JERRY
               Imagine, us narks?

               
                             GEORGE
               No no no, you know actually we are friends 
               of a serial killer.
 
               
                             GUY
               Really? Well, that's very nice.

               
                             GEORGE
               Oh, thank you.

               
                             JERRY
               Suspected serial killer, he didn't actually 
               do it.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Yeah well, we don't think.

               
                             JERRY
               We're pretty sure.

               
                             GUY
               A dollar a night?

               
                             JERRY
               Yeah, that's a good tip!

               
                             GUY
               That stinks!

               
                             JERRY
               I read it in Ann Landers.

               
                             GUY
               Oh, Ann Landers sucks!

               
                             COP 2
               Hey, shut it up back there.

               
                             POLICE RADIO
               Attention all units, attention all units, 
               all units code 3. All units in the area, 
               code 3 in progress, 1648 North Bartholis, 
               units required for assistance in apprehension 
               of 702.
 
               
                             COP
               That's smog strangler.

               
                             JERRY
               Kramer.

               
                             COP 2
               Got him. Let's go.

               
               POLICE CAR COMES TO THE SCENE. JERRY OPENS THE BACK DOOR THROUGH 
               THE WINDOW AND THEY GO AFTER THE COPS
 
               
                             JERRY
               I wanna see what's happening.

               
                             GEORGE
               I don't know why I'm doing this.

               
               LT MARTEL KNOCKS ON A DOOR AND KRAMER OPENS

               
                             KRAMER
               Jerry, George!

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               You are under arrest in first degree 
               murder and death of Ms Chelsea Lang.
 
               
               
               THE CAR THIEVE GUY RUNS AWAY FROM THE DOOR THAT JERRY AND GEORGE 
               LEFT OPEN
 
               
               KRAMER IS RUSHED THROUGH A GROUP OF PRESS

               
                             REPORTERS
               Why did you do it? What possessed you?
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               I don't know...

               
               COUNTY OF LOS ANGELES CENTRAL JAIL

               
               JERRY AND GEORGE ARE VISITING KRAMER

               
                             KRAMER
               Hey, how are you doing? Jerry! George!
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               We're doing fine. How are you?

               
                             KRAMER
               What me? Fabulous, just fabulous. I've 
               got a lot of auditions, a lot of call 
               backs and I've got a lot of interest 
               for my movie treatment. I'm in development, 
               I'm in developed vehicles. And there's 
               a lot of energy here, man. You know, 
               the vibe, it's powerful. I'm just swept 
               up at it. Yeah, I'm a player.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               A player?

               
                             KRAMER
               Yeah, a player...

               
                             JERRY
               Kramer, do you realize what's going 
               on here? Do you know why you're here?
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               What? What this? I'll be out of here 
               in couple of hours. Hey, guess who I 
               met today? Rick Savage, oh nice kid, 
               really good kid. You know, we're talking 
               about doing a project together.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Kramer, you've been arrested as a serial 
               killer!
 
               
                             KRAMER
               So? I'm innocent! I mean you guys believe 
               that I'm innocent, don't you? Jerry? 
               George?
 
               
                             JERRY
               Well, yeah...sure.

               
                             POLICE
               Kramer, let's go. The Lieutenant wants 
               to see you.
 
               
                             KRAMER
               Ok, yeah. All right look, I'll be out 
               of here by noon. Maybe we'll have lunch 
               together, huh?
 
               
               KRAMER GOES WITH THE POLICE OFFICER, BUT ASKS IF HE COULD SAY 
               JUST ONE MORE THING
 
               
                             KRAMER
               Help me!! Help me!

               
               OFFICER DRAGS KRAMER AWAY

               
               KRAMER IS BEEN INTERROGATED BY LT. MARTEL

               
                             KRAMER
               I didn't kill anyone, I swear! I swear 
               to God!
 
               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Don't you ever swear to my God, Kramer. 
               My God is the god who protects the innocent 
               and punishes the evil scum like you, 
               have you got that?
 
               
                             KRAMER
               You're making a big mistake.

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               No! You have made the mistake, Kramer. 
               Sickies like you always do. The only 
               difference is that this time you're 
               gonna pay.
 
               
                             KRAMER
               What?

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Now you might beat the gas chamber Kramer, 
               but as long as I have got a breath in 
               my body you will never ever see the 
               light of day again.
 
               
                             KRAMER
               Wow wow wow wow, you've got the wrong 
               man!! It wasn't me!
 
               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Oh yeah, right. Maybe it was one of 
               your other personalities huh, the wise 
               guy, the little kid, the bellhop, the 
               ball player, maybe the door to door 
               vacuum cleaner salesman, but not you 
               right? No, you wouldn't hurt a fly. 
               You just couldn't help yourself, could 
               you Kramer? You saw life brimming brightly 
               with optimism and verve and you just 
               had to snuff it out.
 
               
                             KRAMER
               Ok, can I just talk to somebody? Can 
               I just explain...
 
               
                             LT. MARTEL
               I'm not interested in your explanations, 
               Kramer! Sure, I bet you've got a million 
               of 'em. Maybe your mother didn't love 
               you enough, maybe the teacher didn't 
               call on you in school when you had your 
               little hand raised, maybe the pervert 
               in the park had a present in his pants, 
               huh? Well, I've got another theory Kramer: 
               you're a weed.
 
               
                             KRAMER
               No...

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Society is filled with them. They're 
               choking the life out of the all pretty 
               flowers.
 
               
               KRAMER SOBS

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               You see something even remotely pretty 
               and you have to choke the life out if 
               it, don't you Kramer?
 
               
               KRAMER CRIES

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               You killed all the pretty flowers, didn't 
               you Kramer? You killed the pretty little 
               flowers, didn't you? You dirty, filthy, 
               stinky weed! Didn't you?
 
               
               PHONE RINGS

               
                             OFFICER
               Lieutenant, it's for you.

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Martel...yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah.
 
               
               
               KRAMER KEEPS CRYING

               
                             OFFICER
               What it is, Lieutenant?

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               Let him go.

               
                             OFFICER
               What, but Lieutenant?

               
                             LT. MARTEL
               You heard me, let him go. They just 
               found another body at the Laurel Canyon. 
               Go on Kramer, get out of my sight.
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               Hey, how did you know about the guy 
               in the park?
 
               
                             LT. MARTEL
               I said beat it!

               
               JERRY AND GEORGE ARE WAITING OUTSIDE OF THE JAIL

               
               KRAMER WALKS OUT

               
                             KRAMER
               Hahaa!

               
                             GEORGE
               What?

               
                             JERRY
               What happened?

               
                             KRAMER
               Somebody got killed while they had me 
               in custody.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Really? Did you hear that? Somebody 
               else was killed!
 
               
                             GEORGE
               You're kidding? Somebody else got killed?
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               While you were in jail. So you're free.
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               Yes, I'm free. (singing) 'cause the 
               murderer struck again!
 
               
               THEY ALL DANCE A FEW STEPS AND THEN AS A POLICE GOES BY THEY 
               LEAVE QUIETLY
 
               
               KRAMER, JERRY AND GEORGE AT THE HILLS OF L.A.

               
                             JERRY
               So Kramer, what are you going to do?
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               Do? Do? Hey, I'm doing what I do. You 
               know, I've always done what I do. I'm 
               doing what I do, way I've always done 
               and the way I'll always do it.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Kramer, what the hell are you talking 
               about?
 
               
                             KRAMER
               What do you want me to say? That the 
               things haven't worked out the way that 
               I planned? That I'm struggling, barely 
               able to keep my head above water? That 
               L.A. is a cold place even in the middle 
               of the summer? That it's a lonely place 
               even when your stuck in traffic at the 
               Hollywood Freeway? That I'm no better 
               than a screenwriter driving a cab, a 
               starlet turning tricks, a producer in 
               a house he can't afford? Is that what 
               you want me to say?
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I'd like to hear that.

               
                             JERRY
               Yeah...

               
                             KRAMER
               Well, I'm not saying that! You know, 
               things are going pretty well for me 
               here. I met a girl...
 
               
                             JERRY
               Kramer, she was murdered!

               
                             KRAMER
               Yeah, well I wasn't looking for a long 
               term relationship. I was on TV.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               As a suspect in a serial killing.

               
                             KRAMER
               Ok, yeah, you guys got to put a negative 
               spin on everything.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               What did they put on this tuna? Tastes 
               like a dill, I think it's a dill.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               So you're not gonna come back to New 
               York with us?
 
               
                             KRAMER
               No no I'm not ready, things are starting 
               to happen.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Taste this, is this a dill?

               
                             JERRY
               No, it's tarragon. Hey Kramer, I'm sorry 
               about that whole fight we had about 
               you having my apartment keys and everything.
 
               
               
                             KRAMER
               Ok, it's forgotten.

               
                             GEORGE
               Tarragon? Oh, you're crazy.

               
                             JERRY
               Well, take it easy.

               
                             KRAMER
               Yeah, ok.

               
                             GEORGE
               Yeah, take care. Stay in touch.

               
                             KRAMER
               Hey hey, whoa come on give me a hug...
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Oh, no...

               
                             GEORGE
               No, you're crushing my sandwich.

               
               JERRY AND GEORGE AT THE HOTEL. GEORGE IS KICKING THE TUCKED COVERS.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               Yeah, it's so nice when it happens to 
               you.
 
               
               BACK TO JERRY'S APARTMENT. GEORGE AND JERRY ARE WATCHING TV.
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               Mint?

               
                             JERRY
               No thanks.

               
                             GEORGE
               I've got to tell you, I'm really disappointed 
               in Lupe.
 
               
                             JERRY
               It's been three days already, forget 
               about Lupe.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               Do you think she gets to take any of 
               those little bars of soap home?
 
               
                             JERRY
               No, I don't.

               
                             GEORGE
               You would think that at the end of the 
               week when they hand out the checks, 
               throw in a few soaps.
 
               
                             JERRY
               Yeah, maybe they should throw in a couple 
               of lamps too.
 
               
                             GEORGE
               I'll tell you something, if I'd own 
               a company, my employees would love me. 
               They'd have huge pictures of me up on 
               the walls and in their home, like Lenin.
 
               
               
                             JERRY
               How much did you wound up tipping her?
 
               
               
                             GEORGE
               Oh my God, I forgot!

               
                             JERRY
               Well, communism didn't work.

               
               KRAMER WALKS IN

               
                             KRAMER
               Hey!

               
               KRAMER GOES TO THE FRIDGE

               
                             KRAMER
               Any mustard? This is empty.

               
                             JERRY
               Yeah, there's a new one in there.

               
                             KRAMER
               No no, I don't like this one. It's too 
               yellow. Any pickles?
 
               
                             JERRY
               Help yourself.

               
                             KRAMER
               Yeah, all right.

               
                             GEORGE
               Kramer, what are you doing here?

               
                             KRAMER
               Getting something to eat.

               
                             JERRY
               Kramer, here!

               
               JERRY THROWS THE APARTMENT KEYS TO KRAMER. KRAMER WALKS OUT AND 
               COMES BACK WITH HIS KEYS.
 
               HE THROWS THEM TO THE TABLE KNOCKING JERRY'S SODA.

               
               ACTION NEWS. KEITH MORRISON.

               
                             NEWSCASTER
               Authorities exposed today, that the 
               latest suspect in the smog strangling 
               was apprehended this week on an unrelated 
               charge, but somehow managed to escape 
               from the police car, in which he was 
               being held. Tobias Lehigh Nagy, who 
               is also wanted in connection with a 
               series of unrelated slains in the North 
               West is still at large, his whereabouts 
               unknown. He's described as 5'5" bald 
               and reputedly a very generous tipper.
 
               
               
               (Comedy club)

               
               The thing about L.A. to me, that kind of threw me, was when they 
               have these smog alerts out there and they actually recommend 
               that people stay indoors during the smog alert. Now, maybe I'm 
               way off, but don't you think, wouldn't you assume, that the air 
               in the house pretty much comes from the air in the city where 
               the house is? I mean what do they think, that we live in a jar 
               with couple of holes punched in the top? What the hell is going 
               on out there? It's very strange, do you realize that it's now 
               possible for parents to say to their children "All right kids, 
               I want you in the house and get some fresh air! Summer vacation, 
               everybody indoors."
 
               
               
               
                                  THE END



The Trip Part 2



Writers :   Larry Charles
Genres :   Comedy


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