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JERRY: What were you doing?

GEORGE: Well, it's not my fault. You poked me!

JERRY: You're supposed to just take a peek after a poke. You were like 
you just put a quarter into one of those big metal things on top of the 
Empire State Building.

GEORGE: It's cleavage. I couldn't look away. What am I, waiting to win 
an Oscar here? This is all I have in my life.

JERRY: Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun, you don't stare 
at it. It's too risky. You get a sense of it and then you look away.

GEORGE: All right. So, he caught me in a cleavage peek, so big deal. Who 
wouldn't look at his daughter's cleavage? She's got nice cleavage.

JERRY: That's why I poked.

GEORGE: That's why I peeked.