george forgets which neopronouns his partner uses. elaine starts dating a guy with her birthname, and discovers his birthname is elaine. jerry takes newman’s comment that he isnt “really” butch because he uses bath salts to heart. an ominous horoscope drives kramer to audition for rupaul’s drag race.
JERRY: Well, maybe it’s any pronouns.
GEORGE: No, Jerry, it’s not any pronouns! I’d know if it was any pronouns! If they used any pronouns, I would’ve defaulted to “she” by now!
JERRY: Yeah, you would have, wouldn’t you.
(LAUGH TRACK)
GEORGE: Look, Jerry, please, you gotta help me. They’re gonna be here in less than ten minutes, just ask them while I’m in the room. Ten seconds, over and done with. Please.
JERRY: You want me to ask for pronouns?
GEORGE: (FALLS UPON KNEES) JERRY I’M BEGGIN’ YOU!
JERRY: …Tell me I look butch.
GEORGE: WHAT?
JERRY: You heard me. Tell me. I look. Butch.
GEORGE: Jerry, I - I can’t -
JERRY: See, you hesitated! What is it? Is it the shirt, the hair -
GEORGE: Jerry please, we don’t have time for this! JERRY: Ten seconds to ask your new partner what their pronouns are, and you can’t spare any time to tell me what about me passes as femme? GEORGE: …The deodorant is a bit much, I mean, peach-scented deodorant -
JERRY: I KNEW it!
(KRAMER enters through the front door, dressed in nothing but a bra, flesh-colored leggings and a long, blonde wig) KRAMER: Do either of you have any spirit gum? It’s kind of an emergency!
KRAMER: You know I hate to intrude, but uh, what kind of pronouns would you mind me using for you?
(Both JERRY and GEORGE turn discreetly to listen) BRICK: Oh, thank you for asking! Any pronouns are fine!
GEORGE: AAAGH!
(GEORGE stumbles to the floor.)
