The Boyfriend (Part 1)

Written by: Larry David and Larry Levin
Directed by: Tom Cherones
The Cast:
Jerry Seinfeld as Jerry Seinfeld
Julia Louis-Dreyfus as Elaine Benes
Michael Richards as Kramer
Jason Alexander as George Costanza
Guest Stars:
Keith Hernandez as Himself
Rae Allen as Mrs. Lenore Sokol
Richard Assad as Cabby
Wayne Knight as Newman

Opening Monolog
JERRY: To me, going to the health club, you see all these people and they're working out, and they're training and they're getting in shape but the strange thing is nobody is really getting in shape for anything. The only reason that you're getting in shape is that so you can get through the workout. So we're working out, so that we'll be in shape, for when we have to do our exercise. This is the whole thing. The other thing I don't get about it, is why we're so careful about locking up our dirty towels and smelly jock-straps. What exactly is the black market on these disgusting gym clothes? I give my car to any valet guy in front of a restaurant because he has a short red jacket, yeah he must be the valet guy, I don't even think about it but my stinking, putrefied gym clothes, I got one of these locks you could put a bullet through it and it won't open. That stuff is safe.
Gym Locker Room
KRAMER: Wide open, I was wide open underneath! I had three inches on that guy. You two were hogging the ball.
GEORGE: Me? It wasn't me I never even saw the ball. All you do is dribble.
JERRY: I have to dribble, if I give it to you, you just shoot. You're a chucker.
GEORGE: Oh I'm a chucker.
JERRY: That's right, every time you get the ball you shoot.
GEORGE: I can't believe you called me a chucker. No way I'm a chucker, I do not chuck, never chucked, never have chucked, never will chuck, no chuck!
JERRY: You chuck.
GEORGE: Kramer am I a chucker?
KRAMER: You're a chucker.
GEORGE: All these years I've been chuckin' and you've never told me?
JERRY: Well it's not an easy thing to bring up.
KRAMER: Hey you know this is the first time we've ever seen each other naked. 
JERRY: Believe me I didn't see anything. 
KRAMER: Oh, you didn't sneak a peak? 
JERRY: No, did you?
KRAMER: Yeah, I snuck a peak. 
KRAMER: Why not? hey what about you George? 
GEORGE: yeah, I ... I snuck a peak. ... But it was so fast I didn't see anything. It was just a blur.
JERRY: I made a conscious effort not to look. There's certain information I just don't want to have. 
KRAMER: Uh, I gotta go meet Newman. All right. I'll see you later.
JERRY: All right 
KRAMER: Have a good one.
JERRY: All right
GEORGE: See ya.
(Kramer exits)
GEORGE: look at this guy. Does he have to stretch in here?
(sees Keith Hernandez stretching in front of his locker)
JERRY: You know who that is? That's Keith Hernandez.
GEORGE: Keith Hernandez? The baseball player? 
JERRY: Yeah, that's him. 
GEORGE: Are you sure? 
JERRY: Positive. 
GEORGE: Wow, Keith Hernandez. He's such a great player.
JERRY: Yeah, he's a real smart guy too. He's a Civil War buff. 
GEORGE: I'd love to be a Civil War buff. ... What do you have to do to be a buff
JERRY: So Biff wants to be a buff?... Well sleeping less than 18 hours a day would be a start. 
GEORGE: ho-ho-ho-ho! You know I only got two weeks left of unemployment. I got to prove I've been looking for a job to get an extension 
JERRY: Hey, should we say something to him? 
GEORGE: Oh, yeah I'm sure he loves to hear from fans in the locker room.
JERRY: Well he could say hello to me. I wouldn't mind. 
GEORGE: He's Keith Hernandez... You're Jerry Seinfeld. 
GEORGE: What are you comparing yourself to Keith Hernandez? The guys a baseball player Jerry... Baseball!
JERRY: I know what he is. I recognized him. You didn't even notice him. 
GEORGE: What, you're making some wisecracks in a night club... wo-wo-wo. The guy was in game 6, two runs down, two outs facing elimination.
(Keith approaches Jerry)
KEITH: Excuse me. I don't want to disturb you. I'm Keith Hernandez and I just want to tell you what a big fan I am. I love your comedy. 
(Jerry's standing proud of his complement from Keith then gives the "eye" to George)
JERRY: Really?
KEITH: I've always wanted to do what you do. 
JERRY: What I do? You are one of my favorite ball players of all time 
GEORGE: Mine too.
KEITH: I love that bit about Jimmy Olson
JERRY: Thank you.
GEORGE: You know Keith... What I've always wondered, with all these ball clubs flying around all season, don't you think there would be a plane crash?...
(Jerry's give a shocking awful look to George, Keith looking shocked at his comment)
KEITH: (to Jerry) Do you perform anywhere in new York right now? 
JERRY: I'm performing in this club on the east Side. You should come in.
GEORGE: But if you think about it...26 teams, 162 games a season, you'd think eventually an entire team would get wiped out.
(They give him a look again)
KEITH: You know, I live on the East Side. 
JERRY: I'll tell you what, I'll give you my number and-uh, just give me a call, tell me whenever you want to go.
KEITH: Or maybe just to get together for a cup of coffee.
JERRY: Oh. that would be great. 
GEORGE: Uh, it's only a matter of time. 
KEITH: (about George) Who's this chucker?
(Jerry's complaining to Elaine about Keith... as if he'd been stood up for a date)
JERRY: It's been three days and he hasn't called. 
ELAINE: Well maybe you should call him.
JERRY: I can't ... I can't 
ELAINE: Why not?
JERRY: I don't know. I just feel he should call me. 
ELAINE: What's the difference?
JERRY: You don't understand, Elaine. I don't want to be overanxious. If he wants to see me he has my number, he should call. 
(Elaine moves a full ashtray to the adjacent table)
ELAINE: Yech, look at this ashtray. I hate cigarettes. 
JERRY: I can't stand these guys. You give your number to them and then they don't call. Why do they do that?
(she's stirring her coffee and gives him a look of pity)
ELAINE: I'm sorry honey. 
JERRY: I mean, I thought he liked me. I really thought he liked me. we were getting along. He came over to me I didn't go over to him.
JERRY: Why did he come over to me if he didn't want to see me? 
ELAINE: I know.
JERRY: Why did he come over to me if he didn't want to see me? I mean here I meet this guy this great guy, a baseball player, best guy I ever met in my life...
Well that's it. I'm never giving my number out to another guy again. 
ELAINE: Sometimes I've given my number out to guys and it takes them a month to call.
JERRY: Hu, good, good,... Well if he's calling in a month, he's got a prayer!
ELAINE: You know maybe he's been busy. Maybe he's been out of town? 
JERRY: Oh, they don't have phones out of town? Why do people say they're too busy? Too busy. Pick up a phone!! It takes two minutes. How can you be too busy?
ELAINE: Why don't you just go ahead and call him? 
JERRY: I can't call here, it's a coffee shop. I mean what am I going to say to him? 
ELAINE: Just ask him if he wants a to get together.
JERRY: For what dinner? 
ELAINE: Dinner's good.
JERRY: Don't you think that's coming on a little too strong? .. Isn't that like a turn off?
ELAINE: Jerry, He's A GUY! 
JERRY: ... this is all .. very confusing.
Night Club
JERRY: When you're in your thirties it's very hard to make a new friend. Whatever the group is that you've got now that's who you're going with. you're not interviewing, you're not looking at any new people, you're not interested in seeing any applications. They don't know the places. They don't know the food. They don't know the activities, If I meet a guy in a club on the gym or someplace I'm sure you're a very nice person you seem to have a lot of potential, but we're just not hiring right now. Of course when you're a kid, you can be friends with anybody. Remember when you were a little kid what were the qualifications? If someone's in front of my house NOW, That's my friend, they're my friend. That's it. Are you a grown up.? No. Great! Come on in. Jump up and down on my bed. And if you have anything in common at all, You like Cherry Soda? I like Cherry Soda! We'll be best friends!
Unemployment Office
MRS. SOKOL: You know you only have two more weeks before your benefits run out.
GEORGE: Yes and I was hoping ... to get a thirteen week extension. 
MRS. SOKOL: So where have you been looking for work? 
GEORGE: Well you know what I've discovered Mrs. Sokol. It's not so much the looking as the listening. I listen for work. And as I'm looking and listening I am also looking. You can't discount looking. It's sort of a combination. It's looking, and listening, listening and looking. But you must look. 
MRS. SOKOL: Can you be specific about any of these companies?
GEORGE: Specific, Ah, lets see. I've walked in and out of so many buildings they all .. blend in together, I uh, ..
MRS. SOKOL: Well just give me one name.
GEORGE: Absolutely, uh, lets see there's, uh, Vandaley Industries, I just saw them. I got very close there. very close.
MRS. SOKOL: And what type of company is that?
GEORGE: Latex, latex manufacturing 
MRS. SOKOL: And you interviewed there?
GEORGE: Yes, for a sales position. Latex salesman, the selling of latex, and latex related products. They just wouldn't give me a chance. 
MRS. SOKOL: I'm going to need an address and a phone number for this uh, Vandaley company...
GEORGE: You like gum? 'Cause I have a friend in the gum business. I got a gum guy. I make one phone call. I got boxes of delivered right to your door. 
MRS. SOKOL: The address!
GEORGE: (poor imitation of Jose Jimenez) YYYDDSSHE... Jose Jimenez. You recognize it? 
GEORGE: (poor imitation of Jose Jimenez) Jose Jimenez... very funny... very funny.
GEORGE: uh, Uh, Vandaley Industries, is uh. 129 West 81st street. It's a very small industry Vandaley. It's one of the reasons I wanted to uh, work for them.
MRS. SOKOL: The PHONE number.
GEORGE: That's uh-hem, that's KL5-8383.-Are you calling them soon because? Cause they keep very strange hours.
MRS. SOKOL: As soon as I'm done with you!
GEORGE: Sure, well uh, you know I'll check in with you next week. Uh.. I gotta run now because I got a full plate this afternoon. All right, really go to uh...
(George make a running dash down hall)
Street Phone Booth
(a young kid of 15 is on the phone)
GEORGE: (George hands the phone up on him in a panic) He'll call you back.
(George pulls kid out of booth)
Jerry's Apartment
KRAMER: (longingly talking on phone) ...It's a par five. So you know I step up to the tee and I hit a beautiful drive right down the middle of the fairway. I mean you know my hook, right? 
JERRY: Elaine, how about this shirt? Is this okay?
ELAINE: Jerry, ... He's a GUY!
KRAMER: ...well it's a dog leg left, so I play the hook right? (click-click).. hold on there's another call.
Phone Booth/Jerry's Apartment
GEORGE: (Frantically) Jerry, Jerry?
KRAMER: George?
GEORGE: (Frantically) Kramer.. Put Jerry on the phone.
KRAMER: (annoyed) Yeah, look I'm in the middle of something. Call back.
GEORGE: Kramer!! Kramer no!!
(Kramer hangs up on him)
KRAMER: ... so the ball takes of and I'm waiting for it to turn.
(At the phone booth, George is banging the phone against the receiver when a cop knocks on booth with the kid beside him)
Jerry's Apartment
KRAMER: Yeah, I'll talk to Jerry. Yeah.. (Hangs up)
You know, that was Michael and Carol. She's wondering when we're going to come over and see the baby.
JERRY: Oh, see the baby again with the baby..
ELAINE: Who are they?
JERRY: Uh, he's this guy who used to live in the building and they keep calling us to see the baby.
(imitates) Ya' gaghtta see the bay-bee... When are ya' gaghnna see the bay-bee?...
Can't they just send us a tape?
ELAINE: You know if you waited a few more months it won't be a baby anymore then you wouldn't have to see it.
JERRY: Uh huh... Because then it would be all grown up.
ELAINE: Yeah... ha ha ha ha ha
JERRY: Hey Kramer what do you think of this shirt?
KRAMER: (does a double take) It's too busy
  (Elaine and Jerry are back to discussing Keith Hernandez...)
ELAINE: It looks like you're trying too hard to make an impression on him. You're not being yourself.
KRAMER: What guy?
JERRY: I know he's just a guy but .. I LIKE him.
KRAMER: Who are you talkin about?
JERRY: Uh, Keith uh Hernandez.
(Newman pops out of nowhere)
Taxi Cab
GEORGE: (desperately) Do me a favor would you? Would you change lanes? Would you get outta this lane. You gotta get out of this lane. This lane stinks. They're all double parked here Please get outta this lane. I'm beggin you please please. 
(the driver annoyed with George changes lanes for him and gets hung up in traffic anyway)
GEORGE: You know what, bad mistake my mistake do me a favor go back to the other lane. You'll never get there. Forget this lane...Y'a kn ow what this lane stinks. Go back to the other lane... Bad decision... - GO-GO-GO Take this light - Take this light...
CABBY: That's it!... GET OUT!!
GEORGE: Get out?!
GEORGE: Wa, I'm not getting out of this cab
(Cabby gets out and yanks George out)
GEORGE: No, no! You can't throw me out!!!!
Jerry's Apartment
(back to Newman, Kramer and Jerry)
JERRY: Hellooo Newman.
KRAMER: I HATE Keith Hernandez...HATE HIM.
NEWMAN: I despise him...
NEWMAN: Why? I'll tell you why...
KRAMER: Let me tell it ..
NEWMAN: No, you can't tell it ..
KRAMER: You always tell it ..
NEWMAN: All right, tell it.
KRAMER: Ja-ja-ja-just tell it 
NEWMAN: June 14, 1987,  Mets, Phillies. We're enjoying a beautiful afternoon in the right field stands when a crucial Hernandez error to a five run Phillies ninth. Cost the Mets the game.
KRAMER: Our day was ruined. There was a lot of people, you know, they were waiting by the player's parking lot. Now we're coming down the ramp ...
(cut to an old film of the day... like the Zabruter film with the Umbrella man and all)
... Newman was in front of me. Keith was coming toward us, as he passes Newman turns and says, " Nice game pretty boy.". Keith continued past us up the ramp.
NEWMAN: A second later, something happened that changed us in a deep and profound way front that day forward.
ELAINE: What was it?
KRAMER: He spit on us.... and I screamed out, "I'm hit!"
NEWMAN: Then I turned and the spit ricochet of him and it hit me. 
ELAINE: Wow! What a story.
JERRY: Unfortunately the immutable laws of physics contradict the whole premise of your account. Allow me to reconstruct this if I may for Miss Benes as I've heard this story a number of times.
JERRY: Newman, Kramer, if you'll indulge me. According to your story Keith passes you and starts walking up the ramp then you say you were struck on the right temple. The spit then proceeds to ricochet off the temple striking Newman between the third and forth rib. The spit then cam off the rib turned and hit Newman in the right wrist causing him to drop his baseball cap. The spit then splashed off the wrist, Pauses In mid air mind you- makes a left turn and lands on Newman's left thigh. That is one magic luggie.
NEWMAN: Well that's the way it happened.
JERRY: What happened to your head when you got hit?
KRAMER: Well. uh, well my head went back and to the left. (old film showing this)
JERRY: Again
KRAMER: Back and to the left (old film showing this)
JERRY: Back and to the left Back and to the left
ELAINE: So, what are you saying?
JERRY: I am saying that the spit could not have come from behind ... that there had to have been a second spitter behind the bushes on the gravelly road. If the spitter was behind you as you claimed that would have caused your head to pitch forward.
ELAINE: So the spit could have only come from the front and to the right.
JERRY: But that is not what they would have you believe.
NEWMAN: I'm leavin'. Jerry's a nut. (Exits) 
KRAMER: Wait, wait, (Exits)
JERRY: The sad thing is we may never know the real truth. 
(George runs in all disheveled)
GEORGE: (out of breath) Did anybody call here asking for Vandaley industries?
JERRY: No... What happened to you?
GEORGE: (out of breath) Now, listen closely. I was at the unemployment office and I told them that I was very close to getting a job with Vandaley Industries and I gave them your phone number. So, when now when the phone rings you've got to answer "Vanadaley Industries".
JERRY: I'm Vanadaley Industries?
GEORGE: Right.
JERRY: And what is that?
GEORGE: You're in latex...
JERRY: Latex? And what do I do with latex? 
GEORGE: Ya manufacture it.
ELAINE: Here in this little apartment?
JERRY: And what do I say about you?
GEORGE: You're considering hiring me for your latex salesman.
JERRY: I'm going to hire you as my latex salesman? 
GEORGE: Right.
JERRY: I don't think so. Why would I do that?
GEORGE: Because I asked you to.
JERRY: If you think I'm looking for someone to just sit at a desk pushing papers around, you can forget it. I have enough headaches just trying to manufacture the stuff.
JERRY: Yeah.
KRAMER: It's Keith.
JERRY: All right we're coming down. 
JERRY: Yeah, come on Elaine, lets go. 
GEORGE: Where are you goin?
ELAINE: (to George) He's giving me a ride. (to Jerry) You know there had to have been a second spitter. But who was it? Who had the motive?
JERRY: That's what I've been trying to figure out the past five years.
GEORGE: What the hell are you two talking about? (All exit)
Keith's Car
JERRY: Well that was really fun, thanks.
KEITH: Yeah, it really was.
JERRY: (thinking to himself) Should I shake his hand?...
Well, ...
KEITH: Uh... Do you want to catch a movie this weekend? Have you seen JFK? 
JERRY: No, I haven't.
(thinking to himself) This weekend. WOW!
Sure, that would be great.
(thinking to himself) Damn, I was too overanxious, he must have noticed that.

I mean, ... if you want to.
KEITH: Well, how about this Friday?
JERRY: Yeah, Friday's okay.
(thinking to himself) Go ahead shake his hand. You're Jerry Seinfeld. You've been on the Tonight Show.

Well, good night (holds hand out and shakes hand)
KEITH: Goodnight. Oh, Jer, by the way, the woman we gave a ride to earlier tonight, 
JERRY: Elaine?
KEITH: Yeah. What's her story?
JERRY: Uh, I don't know, we used to go out.
KEITH: Would you mind if I gave her a call?
JERRY: For a date?
KEITH: Yeah.
JERRY: Oh, no, uh, go ahead. You got a pen? 
KEITH: You sure you don't mind?
  (Jerry gives an awkward look in silence)
Jerry's Apartment
  (Jerry and George are talking about his date)
JERRY: then we went to dinner.
GEORGE: Who paid?
JERRY: We split it.
GEORGE: Split it. Pretty good. Talk about game six? 
JERRY: Naw, I gotta wait until its just the right time.
ELAINE: It's Elaine.
JERRY: Come on up.
GEORGE: So then what? 
JERRY: Uh, nuthin'. Then he took me home.
GEORGE: Shake his hand?
JERRY: (smiling) Yeah...
GEORGE: What kind of a shake does he have?
JERRY: Good shake. Perfect shake. Single pump, not too hard, you know, doesn't have to prove anything, but, you know, firm enough to know he was there.
GEORGE: So, uh, you gonna see him again? 
JERRY: He asked me if I was doing anything Friday night. 
GEORGE: Wow! The weekend.
JERRY: So then as I was getting out of the car, ...
(Elaine enters)
JERRY: Hi Elaine.
ELAINE: Sooo... How was your date?
JERRY: What date? It's a GUY. 
ELAINE: So you know... he called me.
JERRY: Already?
GEORGE: Keith called you?
ELAINE: (nods yes)
GEORGE: Heh-heh, This guy really gets around. 
ELAINE: Do you mind?
JERRY: I don't mind at all. Why should I mind? What did he say?
ELAINE: He asked me out for Saturday night.
JERRY: Oh, ya' going?
ELAINE: I told him I was busy.
JERRY: Ah, really.
ELAINE: So, we're going out Friday.
(Jerry pauses in disbelief)
JERRY: Friday? 
ELAINE: yeah.
JERRY: He's going' out with you on Friday?
JERRY: He's supposed to see ME on Friday.
ELAINE: Oh, uh, I didn't know.
JERRY: We made plans.
ELAINE: Well, uh, I'll cancel it.
JERRY: No, don't cancel it.
ELAINE: Huh. Well this is a little awkward, isn't it?..
JERRY: Well, frankly it is.
ELAINE: I've never seen you jealous before. 
JERRY: Well you're not even a fan. I was at game six. You didn't even watch it.
ELAINE: Wait a second wait a minute. You jealous of him or you jealous of me?
(long pause)
JERRY: Any Hennigans around here?
(Phone rings)
JERRY: Vandaley Industries, Kel Varnsen speaking. May we help you? ... Oh, hi Keith... Nah, I was just jokin' around... No. No. I don't mind at all. 
ELAINE: (whispers) No, no, no, I can cancel. 
JERRY: Sure, we can do something next week.
ELAINE: (whispers) I can cancel.
JERRY: (says with a snooty look at Elaine) No, its no problem at all.
ELAINE: (whispers) I,...
JERRY: Okay, take it easy. (hangs up)
That was Keith. we're going to do something next week. 
(Kramer enters)
KRAMER: Hey what are you doing Friday night?
JERRY: Friday night? Nothin' ...NOW. (looks a Elaine)
KRAMER: Okay, wanna come with me and see the baby?
JERRY: Fasten your seat belts. We're goin' to see the bay-bee.
KRAMER: Come on, if you don't see the baby now you're never gonna see it.
JERRY: All right, I'll go.
KRAMER: All right.
(Jerry exits with garbage bag)
(Kramer sits beside Elaine on the couch... There's an awkward moment)
(phone rings)
KRAMER: (Kramer answers) Yallo... What delay industries? 
ELAINE: (warning Kramer not to says it there) NO NO...
GEORGE: (yelling from the bathroom) VANDALEY!!... SAY VANDALEY!!!
KRAMER: Nah, you're way way WAY off.. Well, yeah that's the right number but this is an apartment...
GEORGE: (from bathroom) VANDALEY!!! SAY VANDEL...
(running from the bathroom with his pants down, George falls)
KRAMER: No problem, ... no problem. (Hangs up) ...
How did YOU know who that was? 
(Jerry enters and sees George on the floor in his underwear)
JERRY: And you want to be my latex salesman. 

Continues.... The Boyfriend (Part 2)