|Dialogue||She thinks I'm a nice guy. Women always think I'm nice, but women don'tnice.||This is amazing, I haven't seen one person go in to that restaurant since it opened. Poor guy.||Why is nice bad? What kind a of sick society we are living in, when nice is bad?||What's that smell? What are you wearing?||What, a 'little' cologne.||Manly.||Monica wants me to wear it.||So why didn't you say no?||I'm too nice.||Look at this poor guy. His family is probably in Pakistan -- they're waiting him to send back money. This is horrible.||She wants me to take an IQ test.||That's because you're stupid enough to wear the cologne.||No, she's taking this course in education for her masters. It's part of her research project, so I have to be a guinea pig.||I've never been a guinea pig. I've been a sheep, a tody.||You know, I can't talk to you anymore.||All right, I'm sorry. Go ahead, you're taking the IQ test.||Yeah, and she's going to find I'm a moron. You know, people think I'm smart, but I'm not smart.||Who thinks you're smart?||I'm not going to break a hundred on this thing.||What thing?||You don't listen when people talk to you anymore!||Oh, Oh, the IQ thing...yeah.||I'm sure I have a low IQ. I've been lying about my SAT scores for 15 years.||What'd ya get?||What did I get or what do I say I got?||What do you say?||I say fourteen o nine (1409).||1409, that's a good score.||Psst, You're telling me.||What did you really get?||You are my friend.||Of course.||I tell you everything, right?||I hope so.||Well, this I take to the grave.||He's serving Mexican, Italian, Chinese. He's all over the place. That's why no one's going in.||Why do you keep watching?||I don't know, I'm obsessed with it. It's like a spider in the toilet struggling for survival. And even though ya know he's not going to make it, y-y-you kind of root for him for a second.||And then you flush.||Well, it's a spider.||You know, sometimes people won't go in a place, if they don't see anyone else in there.||Do you have to do that? Jerry, don't do that, that is so annoying.||Bazooka Joe.||The buzzer.||It's your house.||My house? You gotta be on the lease to press to buzzer. Yeah? (to the intercom)||It's George.||Come on up.||Casus belli.||What's that?||It's Latin. I read it in some book. I don't know, I just wanted to say it out loud.||Come on, Go in, go in! [watching Dream Cafe with binoculars again]||Have you gone in there?||No, I'm afraid we'll start talking, and I'll gonna wind up going partners with him.||Hey.||You know, I could probably shoot him from here. I'd be doing us both a favor.||I'm wearing some cologne, all right?||Sure, fine.||Casus belli.||Casus belli.||What's that?||Since when do you wear cologne?||Why is what I do is so important? Why must I be always the focal point of attention? Let me just be, let me live.||Hey, how'd you do on that IQ test?||I didn't take it, yet.||What IQ test?||What's casus belli.||Oh, it's nothing...||Is it about me?||Why must you always be the focal point of attention? Why can't you just be? (Elaine laughs - hu) Why can't you live?||It's just a Latin phrase George, it does not mean anything. Now, what is this test?||This woman he's dating is making him take this IQ test for this course.||Oh, that sounds like fun.||Yeah, fun. IQ tests are totally bogus. They prove nothing.||You'll do well, you're smart.||No see, he's not smart. People think he's smart, but he's not.||Wha'd you get on your SAT's?||It varies.||You know, I don't even know my IQ.||huh, Mine's 145.||145!||Get out of here!||You get out of here!||You get out of here!||Huhuhuhuhuhuhu (laughing)||Shst, You should take the test for me.||Huh.||Boy that'd be something, cheating on a IQ test.||Haha (laughs)||Hey, remember in college when you passed Lettick the test out the window? You became a legend after that. (stepping over Elaine then George's legs to get to the large blue chair and sits down.)||Yeah, yeah I really had some guts back then. Why don't we do it again?||What?||You could take the IQ test for me. I could pass it to you out a window. We could do it, she lives in the first floor.||Are you serious?||Why not?||Where would I take the test?||I don't know, she lives right around the corner. You could take it here or go to the coffee shop.||No, that'd be too noisy.||Take it to Dream Cafe, you won't hear a peep.||Hey, what do you think?||Hey, I love a good caper.||Yeah, that's what is, isn't it? A caper. Huh.||You'll do it?||What the hey.||Yeaah, beautiful... (They try to hit a high five, but George hits Elaine in the forehead.) Sorry...||Welcome to the Dream Cafe.||Well, ah, I've been looking forward to it.||Oh, ah how did you hear about us?||Eh, people, people are talking.||Smoking or non-smoking? We are proud to offer both.||Ah, non-smoking would be great.||Very good. My name is Babu Bhatt, I will be your waiter. A steaming hot folded face cloth for your pleasure.||Thank you. [Throws the towel around like a hot potato.]||Our specials are tacos, moussaka and franks and beans.||Well, ah w-what do you recommend my good fellow?||Oh, the turkey.||Well then the turkey it'll be. And may I say you have a splendid establishment here, my friend. I'm sure you flourish at this location for many, many years.||You're very kind man. Very kind, thank you. Very kind...||(thinks) Very kind. I am a kind man. Who else would do something like this? Nobody. Nobody thinks about people the way I do. All right, snap out of it you stupid jerk. You're eating a turkey sandwich. What do want, a Nobel Prize?||You go in the living room. I'll take the test in here.||But why?||I won't be able to, concentrate in front of you.||Oh, I think you're making too much of this. IQ tests don't mean anything.||Are you kidding me? [Elaine walks past the window glancing in] This is the best tool we have today of measuring a persons' intelligence.||Well, I certainly don't place any importance on it.||Well, I think you're wrong about that. [Elaine walks past the window again, glancing in] And ah now if you'll excuse me, I'd really like to get started, please.||Good luck.||Don't need it. N'huhuhu (laughs)||What's been going on out there? I've been standing here 20 minutes.||I'm sorry I'm sorry, here's the test. Thanks again for doing this - hhe.||All right, what time do you want me back here.||Ah, ah, twenty to three.||Ok.||Thanks again.||All right.||A-and don't settle for 145, you can do better, you're a genius. Heheheh (laughs)||Thank you Babu. You have quite a flair. You are quite the restaurateur I must say.||It is in deed my pleasure.||Oh, please...||Oh, welcome to the Dream Cafe. (runs to get a menu.) Our specials today...||Oh, no no no. I'll just have a tea and toast. (sits down across the table from Jerry)||Tea and toast.||Eat something! Babu...||Um, ok, ah well I'll have the, th-ri-rigatoni.||Oh, oh very good choice. Very good.||Oh wow, so you got the test. You're cheating.||I know.||Hey.||Hey.||Oh boy. Woop...||Jerry let me ask you something, hi Elaine... (pats her on the shoulder twice.)||Hey.||This guy leaves this jacket at my mother's house two years ago. Now, she hasn't spoken to him since and now he says he wants the jacket back.||So?||Well, I'm not giving it back.||Why not?||Well because I meet a lot of women in this jacket, you know they're attracted to it. I mean why do you think my mother went out with him?||Oh, gees...||Ok,||You're all right||Yeah, ok... (takes the test and moves to another table.)||(eating some nachos) Anyway, it's been two years. I mean isn't there like statue of limitations on that?||Statute.||What?||Statute of limitations. It's not a statue.||No, it's statue.||Fine, it's a sculpture of limitations.||Wait a minute, Just wait a minute...Elaine, Elaine! Now you're smart, is it statue or statute of limitations?||Statute.||Oh, I really think you're wrong.||Look, Kramer, I have to take this test ok, I don't have a lot of time.||What test?||An IQ test.||Hmm. Why you takin' an IQ test?||It's for George.||George?||Yeah, can-look ... can I explain it to you later?||Yeah, but why are you taking an IQ test for George?||Would you please?!||What, is it for a job or something?||Later!||You're positive it's statute?||Yes, yes! (Jerry shaking his head, like he can't believe what he's seeing)||Welcome, welcome. A steaming hot face towel for your... (gives Kramer a hot towel and Kramer screams, Elaine screams and Kramer falls from his chair. He gets up and is dazed)||George?||Yeah?||The door is locked.||Oh, it's locked?||I need to get something.||Monica, I'm really focused here, this stuff's a killer. (turns to the next page)||George!||Wish I could. (raises the magazine up in front of his face and continues reading.)||Nananeena, Ladadeeda, laadadeeda, saadina.... Laadadeeda sa saadina (singing too loud)||Babu! Ba-If-if ya don't mind?||Set. ok||Set.||I'll get it ...||Oh my God! It's all over the test!||Oh, I did sc-I'm terribly sorry.||Oh my God.||Oh man! Look at this... I'm out of time anyway.||Please, forgive me, please...||Go ahead, I'll take care of it.||Uhh.||(opens the door for Elaine) Please, I'm very sorry. Tell your friends!||It's all right, she was cheating anyway.||You're a very kind man.||Babu, you're Pakistani, right?||Yes, Pakistani, yes.||Babu, may I say something?||Of course, you're very smart man, I listen.||I am not a restaurateur by any means, but it occurred to me that perhaps you might serve some dishes from your native Pakistan? As opposed to say t-the franks and beans for example.||But there are no Pakistani people here.||Doesn't matter. You would have the only authentic Pakistani restaurant in the whole neighborhood.||Yes, you see everything, don't you?||Well, you know; not everything. I do what I can.||I close down today and when I open again it'll be all Pakistani restaurant. Thank you, thank you so much, you're very special person, very special.||It was an accident.||What did you go on a picnic?||Babu Bhatt did it.||Babu Bhatt? How I'm going to explain this?||Time's up George.||U-ok. (George closes the window and shoos Elaine off. He opens the door to Monica.) Here you go.||How did you do?||Piece of cake; hu.||What happened to the test?||What? Oh I spilled some food on it.||Food? What food?||What are you talking about?||Where did you get food?||From my pocket.||Your pocket?||I eh, I had a sandwich in my pocket.||And coffee?||Yeah, had some coffee, yeah.||Where did you get the coffee?||Where did I get the coffee? Where do think I got the coffee, at the grocery store. (small laugh)||How did you get there?||I walked.||How did you get out of the apartment? I didn't see you leave.||I climbed out the window.||You climbed out the window?||Of course.||Why didn't you go out the door?||The door? Why would I go out the door? The window's right here.||You're a fascinating man, George Costanza.||Closed for renovation.]||The average person in a situation like this, they walk right by it. Not me.||You're very special.||Hey, do me a favor... Some guy comes in looking for me, tell him you don't know where I am.||Of course, I always do.||No, no it's that guy. He's really been bugging me about the jacket.||Just give it back to him.||Oh, he'll have to kill me. (leaves.)||Hey Georgie!||Coming up.||How'd you do on the IQ test?!||85!||What?!!||85, Jerry! 85 IQ !||85?||Well, well, well...||He's coming up?||Well, I'm no genius but, according to my calculations he should be here in a few seconds.||Yeah, but an 85, Jerry, that's ridiculous.||Well, maybe the test was gender bias, you know a lot of questions on hunting and testicles...||Oh, hello Professor.||George, I cannot believe...||Please...||No there has got be a mistake.||You should've seen her face. It was the exact same look my father gave me when I told him I wanted to be a ventriloquist.||But an 85?||Listen, there were too many distractions there. Babu...what ever he's name was and Kramer...I couldn't concentrate.||Jerry! It was! Let me take it again.||Ooh ho hoo, forget it.||Oh, come on, come on. I?ll guarantee 140. What do you have to lose?||You could do worse!||No, no, come on. I guarantee it.||All right, I'll ask her.||Ok, now where I'm going to take it.||Take it here, I'll leave, there'll be no distractions.||Well, congratulations my friend. You know, I'm sorry I missed the grand re-opening. I was out of town for about a week.||You see how I listen. I work very hard, borrow more money.||I think it's fantastic. Has a certain indefinable charm.||You wish to eat?||Let me tell you something Babu. You go back in that kitchen -- tell your chef I want the works.||Very good.||(stretching) Oh Man... Uunh.||What are you doing?||Quiet. Shh, don't say anything.||What's going on?||Hey, Kramer! I saw you go there! I'm not leaving until you gimme that jacket. (Bangs on the door) Open up Kramer!||Wha'd you come in here for?||Ah, well I thought I'd throw him off. See, he knows where I live.||Well Kramer, I have to return this test. I've got to get out of here.||I thought you took the test.||I had to take it again.||How come?||What's the difference?!!||Well, you can't leave now.||What?||Come on, Kramer! I want that jacket back!||Never!||Come on George, open up.||Well?||How' you doing?||Where's the test?||Hunh, You know, it's the damnedest thing. I went out the window again to, to get a cup of coffee...||Babu? Babu...[waves Babu to come to table] Babu...you know, I got to tell you, I never do this, but the shrimp, it's just, it's a little stringy. You have any chicken?||The shrimp is stringy?||Well, maybe your refrigerator...||Quiet!!||No I...||You shut up!||Well I...||You make me change restaurant, but nobody come! You say make Pakistani, Babu Bhatt have only Pakistani restaurant. But where are people? You see people? Show me people. There are no people!||You know, I think I'll just take the check.||You bad man! You very very bad man! [leaves]||(thinking) Bad man? Could've my mother been wrong?||Are you looking for George?||Well eh, kind of....||George left.||Oh.||Is, that the test?||Oh, this...emm...yeah...here you go.||Thanks. I hope you do a lot better this time.||Actually, you know I think I did. The first time I couldn't really cons...[Monica closes the window]...entrate.||You know what it was, bad location.||Come on, lets not stand here too long, we might run in to her.||Aren't you cold? Where's your jacket?||h-Yeah...||Oh, sorry.||I'm going upstairs.||Hey guys...||Hey.||I just ran in to Monica. You know what my IQ is? 151.||151?||Yeah..heheah (laughing a bit)||That's a good score.||So, what are you up for? How about Mexican?||Italian.||No, Chinese.||You know, what would be great?|
weaverjason on 2018-04-03:
It’s air plant wall holder branch of philosophy, not physics. It deals with the study of being, existence, identity and stuff like that.