JERRY: Kramer?!
KRAMER: Hey buddy! Hey!
JERRY: It--eight o'clock in the morning! What the hell is goin' on?!
KRAMER: Breakfast. I gotta be in at Brand/Leland by nine.
JERRY: Why??
KRAMER: Because I'm workin' there, that's why.
JERRY: How long have I been asleep? What--what year is this?
KRAMER: Jerry. I don't know if you've noticed, but lately, I've been drifting, aimlessly?
JERRY: Now that you mention it.
KRAMER: But I finally realized what's missing, in my life. Structure. An' at Brand/Leland, I'm gettin' things done. An' I love the people I'm workin' with.
JERRY: How much are they payin' you?
KRAMER: Oh, no, no, no-no--I don't want any pay. I'm doin' this just for me.
JERRY: Really. So uh, what do you do down there all day?
KRAMER: T.C.B. You know, takin' care o' business. Aa--I gotta go.
JERRY: All right.
KRAMER: I'll see you tonight, huh? Forget my briefcase.
JERRY: W-w-wha' you got in there?
KRAMER: Crackers.
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