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Episode 22 - Oct. 16, 1991


Philip Baker Hall [ Lt. Bookman ]

Ashley Gardener [ Marion ]

Harris Shore [ Mr. Lippman ]

Cynthia Szigeti [Sherry]

Biff Yeager [ Heyman ]

Neal Lerner [ The "Shusher" ]

Marie Barrientos [ The Receptionist]

Writer: Larry Charles

Director: Joshua White


Transcribed by: The News Guy(Mike)



JERRY: Let me speak with the head librarian. ... Because it's absurd. An overdue book

from 1971? ... This is a joke right? What are you? From a radio station?

KRAMER: enters

JERRY: Ya' got me I fell for it. Alright, OK I can be down there in like a half hour.


KRAMER: What's the problem?

JERRY: This you're not goin' to believe. The NYPL says that I took out Tropic of Cancer

in 1971 and never returned it.

KRAMER: Do you know how much that comes to? That's a nickel a day for 20 years. It's

going to be $50,000

JERRY: It doesn't work like that.

KRAMER: If it's a dime a day it could be $100,000

JERRY: It's not going to be anything. I returned the book. I remember it very vividly

because I was with Sherry Becker. She waore this orange dress. It was the first time I

ever saw her in a dress like that. In oticed since ninth grade she was developing this

body in secret under these loose clothes for like two years. And then one day ...

FLASHBACK <to a beautiful buxom young Becky in an orange dress>

JERRY: That orange dress is burned in my memory

KRAMER: Oh, memory burn.

JERRY: I wonder what ever happened to her.

KRAMER: How did they ever find you?

JERRY: Oh, computers, they're cracking down now on overdue books. The whole thing is

completely ridiculous.


JERRY: It's George. Wait 'til he hears we're going to the library

KRAMER: You know I never got a library card.

JERRY: <to speaker> Coming down.

KRAMER: It's all a bunch of cheapskates in there anyway. People sitting around reading

the newspaper attached to huge wooden sticks Trying to save a quarter, ooh,

JERRY: I gotta go to the library. You want to go?



KRAMER: The Dewey Decimal System, what a scam that was. Boy that Dewey guy really cleaned

up on that deal.

JERRY: Where's George


KRAMER: Tryin' to save a quarter.

JERRY: I kinda like those sticks. I'd like to get them for my house.


JERRY: This woman's completely ignoring me.

KRAMER: Look at her. This is a lonely woman looking for companionship.. ... Spinster. ...

Maybe a virgin. ... Maybe she got hurt a long time ago. She was a schoolgirl. There was

a boy It didn't work out. Now she needs a little tenderness. She needs a little understanding.

She needs a little Kramer.

JERRY: Eventually a little shot of penicillin


JERRY: Yes I called before. I got his notice in the mail.

LIBRARIAN: Oh, Tropic of Cancer, Henry Miller, Uh, this case has been turned over to our

library investigation officer Mr. Bookman.

KRAMER: Bookman? The library investigator's name is actually, Bookman?

LIBRARIAN: It's true.

KRAMER: That's amazing. That's like an ice cream man named, Cone.

LIBRARIAN: Lt. Bookman has been working here for 25 years so I think he's heard all the jokes.

JERRY: Can I speak with this Bookman?

LIBRARIAN: Just a second.


GEORGE: Jerry,

JERRY: What?

GEORGE: I think I saw him. I think it's him.


GEORGE: Did you see the homeless guy on the library steps screaming obsenities and doing some

calesthetics routine

JERRY: Yeah.

KRAMER: yeah

GEORGE: I think that's Mr. Hayman. ...The gym teacher from our High School.


JERRY: <whispers> Are you sure?

GEORGE: He's older, completely covered in filth, no whistle, but I think it's him.

JERRY: George got him fired. He squealed on him.

KRAMER: Ooh tattle tale

GEORGE: <yells> I didn't tattle


KRAMER: What did this guy do? What happened?

GEORGE: There was an incident. I'd rather not discuss it.

KRAMER: Oh come on, You can tell me.

GEORGE: Some other time.

KRAMER: What tonight?


KRAMER: Y'know I never figured you for a squealer.

JERRY: Oh, he sang like a canary.

LIBRARIAN: Mr. Bookman's not here.

JERRY: Not here? Why was I told to come down here?

LIBRARIAN: He'll be out all afternoon on a case.

KRAMER: He's out on a case? He actually goes out on cases?

JERRY: Well what am I supposed to do now?

LIBRARIAN: I'll have Mr. Bookman get in touch with you.

JERRY: All right Thanks. Come on lets go

GEORGE: Let's see if it's Hayman?

KRAMER: Hey, uh, I'll see you boys later. <TURNS TO LIBRARIAN> So uh, what's a guy got to do

around here

to get a library card?


ELAINE: Where's Karen?

SECRETARY: She went to pick up lunch.

ELAINE: She didn't ask me what I wanted.

SECRETARY: She must have forgot.

ELAINE: How could she forget I've been ordering lunch every day here for 3 and a half years?

Is there something you're not telling me because I'm getting a really weird vibe.

Is Lippman getting rid of me? It's OK I won't say anything.

SECRETARY: I don't know anything.

ELAINE: Ah, you don't know anything. You see, "I don't know anything", means there's

something to know. If you really didn't know anything you would have said "You're crazy."


ELAINE: Oh, hi Mr. Lippman.

LIPPMAN: Elaine,

ELAINE: Um, uh, I was wondering if you got a chance to look at that , um, biography of

Columbus, I gave you?

LIPPMAN: Yes I did. Yes I did. ... Maureen this water is still too cold.

ELAINE: It's freezing. ... Hurts your teeth.


ELAINE: I'm tellin' ya' somethin' is goin' on. He never likes anything I recommend.

And then that lunch thing.

JERRY: So they forgot to get your lunch. Big deal!

ELAINE: What do you know. You've never worked in an office. <TURNS TO GEORGE> See,

you've worked in an office. Jerry thinks I'm over reacting but you understand, ... LUNCH!

GEORGE: I don't understand lunch, I don't know anything about lunch. Listen. Just because

I got the guy fired doesn't mean I turned him into a bum - does it?

ELAINE: What did he do?

GEORGE: He purposely mispronounced my name. Instead of saying, "Costanza" He'd say,

"Can't stand ja".

"Can't stand ja" ... He made me smell my own gym socks once.

JERRY: I remember he made you wear a jock on your head for a whole class. And the straps

were hangin' down by his ,...

GEORGE: OK, OK, I never even had him for gym.

JERRY: I had him for Hygene. Remember his teeth. It was like from an exhumed corpse.

GEORGE: Little baked beans


ELAINE: Come on tell me what happened.

GEORGE: Well, OK. As I said the guy had it in for me. He actually failed me in gym.

... ME!


GEORGE: ... Those spastic shnitzer twins ...

HEYMAN: Can't stand ja ... Can't stand ja

GEORGE: Yes, Mr. Hayman

HEYMAN: Your underwear was stick'n out of your shorts during gym class.

GEORGE: Well I guess that's because I wear boxer shorts.

HEYMAN: Boxer shorts, ha? Well what brand?

GEORGE: I'm not really sure, I...

HEYMAN: Well let's take a look.

<GEORGE: gets a wedgie>



GEORGE: He gave me a wedgie.

JERRY: He got fired the next day.

ELAINE: Why do they call it a wedgie?

GEORGE: Because the underwear is pulled up from the back and ... it wedges in..

JERRY: They also have an atomic wedgie. Now the goal there is to actually get the

waistband on top of the head. Very rare.

ELAINE: Boys are sick.

JERRY: Well what do girls do ?

ELAINE: We just tease some one 'til they develop an eating disorder.

guy who ruined his life.


KRAMER: Hey Babaloo, you better get home. You know this guy Bookman from the library

he's waiting for ya.



What's amazing to me about the library is it's a place where you go in you can take

out any book you whant they just give it to you and say bring it back when you're done.

It reminds me of like this pathetic friend that everbody had when they were a little

kid who would let you borrow any of his stuff if you would just be his friend. That's

what the library is. A government funded pathetic friend. And that's why everybody

kinds of bullies the library. I'll bring it back on time ... I'll bring it back late.

... Oh, what are you going to do? Charge me a nickel?



JERRY: Oh, I'm glad you're here, so we can get this all straightened out. Would

you like a cup of tea?

BOOKMAN: You got any coffee?

JERRY: Coffee?

BOOKMAN: Yeah. Coffee.

JERRY: No, I don't drink coffee.

BOOKMAN: Yeah, you don't drink coffee? How about instant coffee?

JERRY: No, I don't have--

BOOKMAN: You don't have any instant coffee?

JERRY: Well, I don't normally--

BOOKMAN: Who doesn't have instant coffee?

JERRY: I don't.

BOOKMAN: You buy a jar of Folger's Crystals, you put it in the cupboard, you

forget about it. Then later on when you need it, it's there. It lasts

forever. It's freeze-dried. Freeze-dried Crystals.

JERRY: Really? I'll have to remember that.

BOOKMAN: You took this book out in 1971.

JERRY: Yes, and I returned it in 1971.

BOOKMAN: Yeah, '71. That was my first year on the job. Bad year for libraries.

Bad year for America. Hippies burning library cards, Abby Hoffman

telling everybody to steal books. I don't judge a man by the length of

his hair or the kind of music he listens to. Rock was never my bag. But

you put on a pair of shoes when you walk into the New York Public

Library, fella.

JERRY: Look, Mr. Bookman. I--I returned that book. I remember it very


BOOKMAN: You're a comedian, you make people laugh.

JERRY: I try.

BOOKMAN: You think this is all a big joke, don't you?

JERRY: No, I don't.

BOOKMAN: I saw you on T.V. once; I remembered your name--from my list. I looked

it up. Sure enough, it checked out. You think because you're a celebrity

that somehow the law doesn't apply to you, that you're above the law?

JERRY: Certainly not.

BOOKMAN: Well, let me tell you something, funny boy. Y'know that little stamp,

the one that says "New York Public Library"? Well that may not mean

anything to you, but that means a lot to me. One whole hell of a lot.

Sure, go ahead, laugh if you want to. I've seen your type before:

Flashy, making the scene, flaunting convention. Yeah, I know what you're

thinking. What's this guy making such a big stink about old library

books? Well, let me give you a hint, junior. Maybe we can live without

libraries, people like you and me. Maybe. Sure, we're too old to change

the world, but what about that kid, sitting down, opening a book, right

now, in a branch at the local library and finding drawings of pee-pees

and wee-wees on the Cat in the Hat and the Five Chinese Brothers?

Doesn't HE deserve better? Look. If you think this is about overdue

fines and missing books, you'd better think again. This is about that

kid's right to read a book without getting his mind warped! Or: maybe

that turns you on, Seinfeld; maybe that's how y'get your kicks. You and

your good-time buddies. Well I got a flash for ya, joy-boy: Party time

is over. Y'got seven days, Seinfeld. That is one week!

<Marion sneaks into Kramer's apartment behind Bookman's back as he opens Jerry's

door to leave>


KRAMER: What's wrong?

MARION: It's Bookman the library cop.

KRAMER: So I didn't do anything wrong.

MARION: I'm supposed to be atwork. I could get fired. I shouldn't have come here.

KRAMER: Why don't ya' leave?

MARION: I can't.


JERRY: No way I'm payin' that! I returned that book I n 1971. I have a witness

Sherry Becker. She wore an orange dress. She gave me a piece of black jack gum.

It's a licorice gum. What do ya' think of next I remember it.

<thinks out loud, opens phone book> Becker, ... Becker, ...



SH: Kevin went to a public school, he's the 14 year old? We were gonna' send Marsha

to a private school. Cause in some way they don't learn ... enough ... I think.

JERRY: So Sherry, what do you remember about that day at the library?

SH: I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a Friday afternoon. I wore a purple dress.

JERRY: Purple? Ya' sure it wasn't orange?

SH: Positive. And I was chewin' Dentyne. I always chewed dentyne. Remember Jerry? Dentyne?

JERRY: No Black Jack?

SH: Licorice gum? Never! We were reading pasages to each other from that Henry Miller book,

JERRY: Tropic of Cancer.

SH: No, Tropic of Capricorn

JERRY: Tropic of Capricorn?

SH: Rememba? What holds the world togetha' ... "As I have learned from bitter experience

is sexual intercourse ."

JERRY: Wait a second. Wait a second. You're right. I had both of them.

We read from TROPIC OF CAPRICORN. I was all set to return TROPIC OF CANCER. And then ...


JERRY: Here's the book. Don't let anybody see it. Don't let anything happen to it.

GEORGE: Jerry, it's me, George, don't worry, I'll return it

JERRY: Ok, I'll see you after school. I.m late for Hayman's hygiene.


SH: Where ya' going?

JERRY: It was nice seeing you again. I just remembered something. I've got to go.

<to old man that enters>

It was GEORGE!


KRAMER: Read another poem.

MARION: Pressed chest fleshed out west Might be the saviour or a garden pest.

KRAMER: Wow, that is great. You should be published.

KRAMER: You know, the library is kind of a cool place when it's closed.

MARIAN: Oh, yeah. You don't have to be quiet. Listen to the echo: HELLO!





BOOKMAN (emerging): Hello!

MARIAN (turning, surprised): Mr. Bookman.

BOOKMAN: I remember when the librarian was a much older woman: Kindly,

discreet, unattractive. We didn't know anything about her private life.

We didn't want to know anything about her private life. She didn't have

a private life. While you're thinking about that, think about this: The

library closes at five o'clock, no exceptions. This is your final

warning. Got that, kewpie-doll?



<Jerry in bedroom>

ELAINE: Lippman want's to see me in his office SEE ME! That can't be good

JERRY: Maybe you're getting' a raise.


ELAINE: Maybe I'm getting' a wedgie.


GEORGE: It's George

ELAINE: George is on his way up.

JERRY: Wait 'til I tell him about the book.

KRAMER: <reading> sobs

ELAINE: Are you OK? What? What?

KRAMER: It's marion's poetry. I can't take it <leaves sobbing>

ELAINE: Remember that biography I recommended? MY BOSS HATED IT

<Jerry enters>.

JERRY: I'm right here.

ELAINE: Remember that Columbus book?

JERRY: Columbus, Euro trash.

<George enters>

GEORGE: Well, it's definetly him.

ELAINE: Him? Him who?

GEORGE: Him who? Hayman him.

ELAINE: Hayman The gym teacher? You found him?

GEORGE: Oh, I found him. He was sitting on the steps of the library. I sat down

next to him. He smelled like the locker room after that game against Erasmus

JERRY: That was double overtime.

GEORGE: So I said, "Mr. Hayman, It's me george Costanza, JFK, ... " He doesn't move.

So I said uh, "Can't stand ya'", "Can't stand ya'" He turns and smiles, the little

baked bean teeth. I get up to run away, but something was holding me back. It was

Heyman. He had my underwear. There I was on the steps of the 42nd St. library ,

a grown man, getting a wedgie.

ELAINE: At least it wasn't atomic.

GEORGE: It was.

JERRY: So Georgie Boy, guess what happened to TROPIC OF CANCER

GEORGE: How should I know?

JERRY: Because I gave it to you.


JERRY: Yesah, think. Don't you remember you kept begging me to see it then finally

I agreed. You were supposed to return it. I met you in the gym locker room.


GEORGE: The locker room!


JERRY: Here's the book. Don't let anybody see it. Don't let anything happen to it.

GEORGE: Jerry, it's me, George, don't worry, I'll return it tomorrow, no problem.

JERRY: All right, I'll see you after school. I.m late for Hayman's hygiene.

HEYMAN: Can't Stand Ya'.

GEORGE: Yes Mr. Hayman.

HEYMAN: Your underwear was stick'n out of your shorts during gym class.

GEORGE: Well I guess that's because I wear boxer shorts.

HEYMAN: Boxer shorts, ha? Well what brand?

GEORGE: I'm not really sure, I...

HEYMAN: Well let's take a look.

<George gets a wedgie and TROPIC OF CANCER falls on floor>


< Jerry writes out a check for the never-returned TROPIC OF CANCER and hands it to Bookman>

JERRY: Anyway, I hope there's no hard feelings.

BOOKMAN: Hard feelings? What do you know about hard feelings? Y'ever have a man

die in your arms? Y'ever kill somebody?

JERRY: What is your problem?

BOOKMAN: What's my problem? Punks like you, that's my problem. And you better not

screw up again Seinfeld, because if you do, I'll be all over you like a

pitbull on a poodle.

JERRY: (after Bookman exits): That is one tough monkey! <turns to Elaine>

So you were saying?

ELAINE: Oh? So, I took your suggestion and I gave my boss Marion's poems.

The ones that affected Kramer so much.

JERRY: Oh, beautiful did he like them?

ELAINE: No, ... he didn't! No, ... he didn't!

JERRY: <to George> Was he out there?

GEORGE: Na, he's gone. I wonder what happened to him.

JERRY: I guess we'll never know.


HEYMAN: Can't stand ya, <laughing> Can't stand ya. <pan to TROPIC OF CANCER on ground>



It was a weird school day, you know what I mean because it kind of like started of kind

of normal. You have like English, Geometry, Social Studies and then suddenly you're like

in Lord of The Flies for 40 minutes you know you're hangin' from a rope. You have hardly

any clothes on. Teachers are yellin' at ya' "Where's your jock strap?" Ya' know and kids

are throwin' dodge balls at you. You're tryin' to survive ... Then its History,

Science, Language. There's something off in the entire flow of that day.