generated_script_1.txt

elaine: anyway?

kramer: well, i know, i don't think so, i know, i think i can have it to be right.

jerry:(looking at the met) oh, no, thank you.

[setting: indian apartment]

kruger: hi.

george:(trying to whisper) what are you doing?

george: well, i'm just not really much.

elaine: you know, i don't wanna know, i'm gonna be stuck in the mood.

jerry: you know, that was just that was one, that was all the way, then it!!!

jerry: just got it!

kruger: no! you're no! i mean, i was excited!

elaine:(laughing) hey, what are you doing here?

george: well, i think i think its the mood.

jerry: so you can go, so, how about your name?

george: i think i was in the mood!

jerry:(looking up the door) oh, that's right.

george: i think that. you know, i can't believe that i think i can't believe this, but if i can tell you that it's a little time. it's just a whole story.

kramer: yeah, i don't think that's so.

elaine: what are you doing here?

peterman: i got an extra.

jerry: well, i gotta get out of the place, i don't think so.

george: what are you doing?

jerry: i don't understand, i can't believe you.

elaine: what happened to you?

kramer: well, i am thinking off in the music of his hands- dent dent- dent- eight-- five-----------------------

elaine:(laughing) oh, oh. thank you, thank you, and then i'm gonna read me to take my new number.