GEORGE’S. HE’S MUNCHING ON POPCORN WHEN THE MACHINE PICKS UP…
Believe it or not, George isn’t at home
Please leave a message at the beep~
I must be out, or I’d pick up the phone
Where could I be?
Believe it or not, I’m not home~
JERRY (ON SPEAKER): George, pick up. I know you’re there—I can hear you blabbing with your mouth full !
KRAMER SLIDES IN, GRABS A HANDFUL OF POPCORN.
KRAMER: George, you gotta record a new one—something playful, like “The sea was angry that day, my friends!”
JERRY: Elaine says your message is ridiculous.
GEORGE: Ridiculous? It’s a masterpiece! I doodle with words, Jerry. This message is my Mona Lisa of avoidance!
KRAMER: Oh, it’s got flair, buddy. But you’re mixed up in the wrong philosophy. Outgoing messages should stick to this—short, sweet, and mysterious.
GEORGE: Outgoing messages are gossamer, Kramer. You don’t dissect gossamer!
JERRY: And yet, here we are.