Seinfeld1989

[discussing George's ATM code]

Jerry:
Oh, come on, just tell me your code already. What is it?

George Costanza:
I am not giving you my code.

Cosmo Kramer:
I'll bet I can guess it.

George Costanza:
Pssh. Yeah. Right.

Cosmo Kramer:
Oh, alright. Yeah. Uh, let's see. Um, well, we can throw out birthdays immediately. That's too obvious. And no numbers for you, you're a word man. Alright, let's go deeper. Uh, what kind of man are you? Well, you're weak, spineless, a man of temptations, but what tempts you?

George Costanza:
Huh?

Cosmo Kramer:
You're a portly fellow, a bit long in the waistband. So what's your pleasure? Is it the salty snacks you crave? No no no no no, yours is a sweet tooth.

George Costanza:
Get out of here.

Cosmo Kramer:
Oh you may stray, but you'll always return to your dark master, the cocoa bean.

George Costanza:
I'm leaving.

Cosmo Kramer:
[building up steam as George bolts for the door] No, and only the purest syrup nectar can satisfy you!

George Costanza:
I gotta go.

Cosmo Kramer:
If you could you'd guzzle it by the gallon! Ovaltine! Hershey's!

George Costanza:
Shut up!

Cosmo Kramer:
Nestl?'s Quik!

George Costanza:
Shut up!