Jerry trying to get Uncle Leo to move back into his apartment so he can get his parents out of there and back to Florida:
Uncle Leo: It's about time you called your uncle. We've got to do this once a week.
Jerry (to himself): Once a week? So how's Lydia?
Uncle Leo: Ah, she's a real tiger.
Jerry: I don't know how you do it.
Uncle Leo: What?
Jerry: A man like you, limiting yourself to one woman, I don't know. But it's none of my business.
Uncle Leo: What are you talking about?
Jerry: Well...
Uncle Leo: Look at this, I told them medium rare, it's medium.
Jerry: Hey, it happens.
Uncle Leo: I bet that cook is an anti-Semite.
Jerry: He has no idea who you are.
Uncle Leo: They don't just overcook a hamburger, Jerry.
Jerry: All right. Anyway, the point I was making before Goebbels made your hamburger is a man like you could be dating women twenty years younger. C'mon Uncle Leo, I've seen the way women look at you. When's the last time you looked in a mirror? You're an Adonis! You've got beautiful features, lovely skin, you're in the prime of your life here, you should be swinging. If I were you I'd tell this Lydia character, "It's been real," move back into that bachelor pad and put out a sign; Open for business.
Uncle Leo: Believe me, I thought about it. But she is so perfect in every way, I can't see a flaw.
Jerry: Well, keep looking.
