(Cell Block A-The next morning)
Jerry, George and Kramer paced the small cell. "What time do you think they'll come for us?" George asked.
"Beats me." Jerry said. "How are you getting home from the airport?"
"My parents." George replied.
"Your parents?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah, they insisted. I'm telling you, Jerry... this is going to be worse than prison! What about you?"
"Oh, I'll probably just share a cab home with Elaine. I know she'll be glad to get out of here." Jerry said.
"What about you, Cosmo? How are you getting home?"
"Oh wait, don't tell me... "George said.
"You've got connections." George and Jerry said in unison
"Oh... yeah!" Kramer said.
Just then they heard footsteps approaching. "The warden!" Jerry whispered loudly. As if on cue, the three men formed a perfect line and faced the bars of their cell.
"Gentlemen..." The warden said with a glance of his watch. "Looks like it's about that time."
Jerry, Kramer and George said nothing; just stared straight ahead.
They could hear the clinking of a lock being opened. The moment was nearing.
"Come with me, Gentlemen."
They followed the warden down the hallway and into a small room. Suddenly it hit them what was about to happen.
(Later that morning)
Jerry, George, Elaine and Kramer stood in line at the prison office. One by one, they approached the window and were handed their belongings.
"Oh my God... This is it! Our own clothes! My purse!" Elaine said excitedly.
"My notebook!" Jerry yelled as though he were a kid on Christmas morning. He quickly skimmed through the material, which he planned to use in his upcoming shows.
"These aren't funny..." He looked at Kramer and George. "Why did I think these were funny?"
They shrugged in response.
Finally the moment came. They were standing at the prison door, waiting...
And freedom came at last.
