The California Job

A Seinfeld fan's script by Pjazz

2003

INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT.

JERRY, GEORGE AND ELAINE.

JERRY

You're dating a psychiatrist? What are you - crazy?

ELAINE

What? What's wrong with that?

GEORGE

Aren't you afraid he's gonna start analzying you? Or us? Me?

I'm a psychiatrist's Happy Meal, Elaine. They analyze me like I'm a lab rat running through a maze.

JERRY

George's last shrink even got him to confess his Flintstones fantasy.

ELAINE

Flintstones fantasy?

GEORGE

As a boy I was very attracted to Betty Rubble. Trim figure, long legs and under that animal skin dress, well, you know, ziperoonie.

JERRY

Ziperoonie?

GEORGE

Ziperoonie, my friend.

JERRY

Betty was way too good for Barney Rubble.

GEORGE

That part didn't ring true.

ELAINE

Cavemen living with the dinosaurs, and that's the part didn't ring true? Oh boy.

JERRY

D'you suppose Fred yelled Wilma! in the throes of passion, or just when he was angry?

ELAINE

You boy's watch wa-ay too many cartoons. And Alan isn't like that. He's nice.

JERRY

You do it yet on his psychiatrist couch?

ELAINE

No! Alan's very considerate. Attentive.

GEORGE

Attentive? You mean he remembers birthdays and stuff?

JERRY

And pretends to listen when you talk about your day?

ELAINE

No-oo.Y'know, he takes his time. Likes a slow ride round the block, gets to know the neighbourhood before parking the car....

JERRY

Ah. Foreplay. Gotcha.

GEORGE

I'm strictly A to B. No detours.

ELAINE

Ugh! That is so typical of men. Why do you need us along for the ride?

GEORGE

I don't like to drive alone too often. They say it's bad for the transmission.

JERRY

That's an old wives tale.

GEORGE

I dunno, Jerry. Some of those old wives were pretty sharp.

DOOR BURSTS IN. KRAMER ENTERS.

KRAMER

Jerry, got any tabasco sauce?

JERRY

Try the refrigerator.

KRAMER OPENS THE FRIDGE AND STARTS LOADING UP.

KRAMER

Newman's having a barbecue on the roof. You're all invited.

JERRY

An afternoon watching Newman cram his face with greasy fast food? I don't think so.

GEORGE

Work. The Yankees won't win ball games if I'm not there to book 'em hotel rooms.

ELAINE

Peterman's. Launching a new catalogue.

KRAMER

You're missing a treat. Newman's a genius with a griddle.

JERRY NOTICES KRAMER EMPTYING HIS FRIDGE.

JERRY

I thought you wanted tabasco sauce.

KRAMER

Yeah. And meat. Chicken. Tomatoes. Lettuce. Rye. Corncobs. And you got any of those tiny sausages?

JERRY

So I'm providing the whole feast?

KRAMER

You got it, buddy.

INT. ELEVATOR. YANKEE STADIUM.

GEORGE ENTERS ELEVATOR TO FIND CINDY CRAWFORD.

GEORGE

Excuse me.Aren't you Cindy Crawford, the supermodel?

CC

Yes, I am.

GEORGE

Oh wow, this is amazing. I'm your biggest fan.

CC

Thank you.

GEORGE

Many's the time I've pored over your pictures in magazines. That's p-o-r-e-d. I didn't actually pour anything on you. Ha ha.

CINDY SMILES APPREHENSIVELY

GEORGE

So, what are you doing in Yankee Stadium? Not trying out for shortstop. Haha.

CC

Photoshoot. On the diamond.

GEORGE

Right. How's the guy from Pretty Woman these days?

CC

Richard and I are divorced.

GEORGE

So you're single now. You're out there? Because I'm out there. Both of us out there.

CC

Ri-ght.

GEORGE

Cindy Crawford. Cindy C. I'm George Costanza. Georgie C. We have a lot in common right there.

CC

(SOTTO VOCE) Hurry up. Please hurry up.

THE ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN. CINDY SPRINTS OUT.

GEORGE

Wow. Look at her go. These supermodels really love getting photographed.

INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT.

JERRY'S ON THE PHONE TO HIS AGENT.

JERRY

That's great. Yeah. No problem.

DOOR BURSTS IN. KRAMER ENTERS.

JERRY

Okay. Fine. I'll be there. (HANGS UP)

KRAMER

Hey, buddy.

JERRY

That was my agent. I'm booked for a spot on 'The Tonight Show.'

KRAMER

Oooh, The Tonight Show. With Jay Leno. Featuring Kevin Eubanks. And me, Ed Hall. Tonight's guest - Jerry Seinfeld.

You did good, compadre.

JERRY

Tell me about it. Hey, NBC said I can fly some guests out on their tab. You want to come to Los Angeles with me?

KRAMER

California, here I come.

JERRY

I'll ask George and Elaine. It'll be great. The four of us.

KRAMER

We're the Four Musketeers. All for one.pop And one for all.

INT. JERRY'S APARTMENT.

JERRY, GEORGE AND ELAINE.

ELAINE IS EATING FROM A BAG OF JUJY FRUITS.

GEORGE

So I'm in this cab going uptown, and the driver - who's Chinese - asks where to? I say '42nd street.' He goes 42nd sweet?' - cause the chinese can't pronounce their Rs. So I say - '42nd sweet? What are you - Hersheys?'

FEEBLE LAUGH

JERRY

Okay, I guess.

GEORGE

What d'you mean - ok I guess? That's a great line. You're just jealous you didn't think of it.

ELAINE

How about '42nd sweet? No thanks, I've already eaten.' Or 'no thanks, 41's plenty.'

JERRY LAUGHS

JERRY

Pretty good.

GEORGE

George is getting very angry here! The line is 'what are you - Hersheys?' Full stop. End of story.

JERRY

You really are a very stubborn little man.

ELAINE

The best of luck in LA, by the way.

JERRY

You sure you won't come with us?

ELAINE

I wanna stay here with Alan. I really think he might be - the one.

BUZZER SOUNDS

JERRY

Hello?

BUZZER

This is Dr. Alan Greenbaum. Is Elaine Benes there?

ELAINE

Hi, Alan. Come on up.

GEORGE

Oh no! Oh no!

ELAINE

What's the matter with you?

GEORGE

It's your boyfriend the psychiatrist. Suppose he starts analzying me?

ELAINE

Relax. I've already told Alan about all of you.

JERRY

You blabbed? Elaine, how could you.

ELAINE

Gimme a break, anyway, it's Kramer Alan finds most interesting.

ALAN ENTERS - A HANDSOME BEARDY TYPE.

ELAINE

Alan, this is George and Jerry.

JERRY/GEORGE

Hi.

ALAN

Pleased to meet you at last. Especially you, George.

GEORGE

Me? (EDGES TOWARD THE DOOR) What'd I do?

ALAN

George, self gratification is perfectly normal. Healthy even. Go ahead. Enjoy your body.

GEORGE

Oh God!

GEORGE EXITS

ALAN

Jerry. Tell me - is it true you ended a relationship because the lady in question had rather large hands?

JERRY

Man hands. She had man hands.

ALAN

And another because she had curious eating habits?

JERRY

She ate her peas one at a time. One at a time.

ALAN

I see. You'd be a challenge. No doubt about that.

KNOCK ON DOOR. JERRY OPENS. IT'S NEWMAN.

JERRY

Hello, Newman.

NEWMAN

Hello, Jerry. Just returning the dishes Kramer borrowed for the barbecue.

JERRY

Ok. Bye.

NEWMAN

Bye, Jerry.

DOOR SLAMS

ALAN

Extraordinary! The repressed hostility was palpable. Why do they hate each other so much?

ELAINE

Who the hell knows?

ALAN

Jerry, what is it you dislike about that man?

JERRY

He's Newman.

ALAN

Yes, but what is it about Newman that you dislike?

JERRY

He's Newman.

ALAN

Fas-ci-nating. No doubt about it,This man's a goldmine.

DOOR BURSTS IN. KRAMER ENTERS.

ALAN

And you must be Kramer. Delighted to meet you at last.

KRAMER

Likewise, I'm sure.

ELAINE

This is Alan, my boyfriend.

JERRY

He's a psychiatrist.

KRAMER

Whoa! (RECOILS VIOLENTLY)

ALAN

Extraordinary reaction! You must have very well developed synapses.

KRAMER

Well, I work out.

ALAN

Could I conduct an experiment? Just a simple word association. I say a word. You say the first thing that comes into your head. Black.

KRAMER

Blue.

ALAN

Orange.

KRAMER

Lemon.

ALAN

Home.

KRAMER

Here.

ALAN

Food.

KRAMER

Jerry.

ALAN

Jerry.

KRAMER

Love. - WHOA! (KRAMER RECOILS)

JERRY

That's baloney! Kramer doesn't love me.

ELAINE

Well, we're going for lunch.(SMIRKS) We'll leave you two lovebirds alone.

KRAMER

You better be careful, Elaine. He'll get you next.

INT. RESTAURANT.

ELAINE AND ALAN ARE SEATED. ELAINE IS STILL EATING HER JUJY FRUITS.

ELAINE

You really freaked my friends out back there - the poor schlubs!

ALAN

Are you still eating sweets? We're about to order.

ELAINE

I've nearly finished the bag. I don't want to waste any. I lo-o--ve my Jujy fruits.

ALAN

Hmm. Interesting.

ELAINE

What? What?

ALAN

OH nothing.Just a thought.

ELAINE

No, Alan, what was it? Tell me.

ALAN

Well, you're a single woman. Mid 30s. Childless.

ELAINE

Yeah. So?

ALAN

So perhaps you're sublimating your subconcious desire for a fulfilling adult relationship with a need for addictive candy snacks.

ELAINE

Why would I do that?

ALAN

To blot out your barren purposeless existence.

ELAINE

I have purpose.

ALAN

Oh please, Elaine. You hang out with friends who quite frankly are a phone call away from

a rubber walled room.

ELAINE

I'm not like them!

ALAN

That's what you believe.

ELAINE

It's true!

ALAN

As you wish. Now, what d'you want to eat?

ELAINE

(SULKS) I'm not hungry.

INT.LATER. PHONE CONVERSATION BETWEEN JERRY AND ELAINE.

JERRY

So you're coming with us to LA? That's great, Laney!

ELAINE

(SIGHS)Yeah. Whatever.

JERRY

I thought you wanted to stay in New York with Alan?

ELAINE

Yeah, well you thought wrong.

JERRY

Trouble in paradise?

ELAINE

Yeah, I got bit on the ass by a snake.

EXT. STOCK FOOTAGE OF A JET HEADING WEST.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULVEARD, LOS ANGELES.

THE GANG EXIT A CAB.

GEORGE

Hollywood, baby! Smell that California air. (COUGHS) It stinks.

KRAMER

That's the smog. The trick is to breath through your mouth.

ELAINE

Is this where we're staying?

JERRY

Uh huh. The Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel. It's quite a landmark.

KRAMER

Didn't John Belushi croak here?

JERRY

No. The Chateau Marmont.

KRAMER

Well somebody must have died here. This is Hollywood. Pzzt! They drop like flies.

JERRY

Apparently it's haunted by the ghost of Montgomery Clift.

KRAMER

Now you're talking.

ELAINE

Ugh! Remind me to keep my light on at night.

KRAMER

Who's for the beach? Elaine?

ELAINE

Nah. Rodeo Drive for me. I wanna do some shopping.

JERRY

Rodeo Drive? Isn't that a bit--- up market?

ELAINE

What? You saying I'm a bag lady? I look the part.

GEORGE

You wearing those shoes - two tone brogues?

ELAINE

I brought heels. Gimme a break. I need a makeover to visit a shop?

JERRY

This is LA, Elaine. La La Land.

ELAINE

Yeah, well LA can kiss my New York a--

KRAMER

George? The beach? Hot babes in bikinis.

GEORGE

I think I'll stick with Jerry.

JERRY

George, you're not pestering Room Service.

GEORGE

It's on NBC's tab, what's the difference? They can spring for a few freebies. We'll say I'm your personal assistant. Your PA.

JERRY

I always wanted a PA. Somehow I imagined him less...you.

EXT. DAY. SANTA MONICA BEACH.

KRAMER, IN SHORTS AND BERMUDA SHIRT, WALKS THE SHORELINE, STUMBLING OCASSIONALLY AS BIKINI BABES RUN IN AND OUT OF THE SURF.

A BALL, FROM A VOLLEYBALL GAME, ROLLS AT HIS FEET. KRAMER TOSSES IT TO JED, A SURFER DUDE.

JED

Thanks, man. Nice technique. You from around here?

KRAMER

New York.

JED

The Big Apple, huh. Far out. I'm Jed.

KRAMER

Kramer.

JED

What d'you do in New York, Kramer?

KRAMER SHRUGS

JED

Well, how d'you make a living?

KRAMER SHRUGS

JED

All right! A slacker dude. Play some volleyball, Kramer?

KRAMER

Giddyup.

INT. DAY. RODEO DRIVE.

ELAINE IS BROWSING IN A CLOTHES STORE. SHE'S IN HEELS, BUT OTHERWISE SAME OLD ELAINE.

ELAINE

Excuse me, how much is this t shirt?

SALES GIRL

800 dollars.

ELAINE

800 bucks! It's just a cotton tee with some rhinestones sewn on.

SALES GIRL

It's a genuine Federucci. A one off design.

ELAINE

My 6 year old niece could knock this off in home ec class. Blindfold.

SALES GIRL

Puh-lease. Federucci studied fashion for 6 years in Milan. That's in Italy.

ELAINE

Yeah, I know where Milan is. Tell ya what - I'll give ya 50 bucks for it.

SALES GIRL

It's 800 dollars.

ELAINE

75 tops. My final offer.

SALES GIRL

I believe Wal Mart do a range of clothing. Perhaps madam would be more at home there.

ELAINE

You saying I'm cheap?

SALES GIRL

If the shoe fits. Or the t shirt. (GIGGLES)

ELAINE

That's real funny. You know what else is funny? My fist.

SALES GIRL

Security! Security!

CUT TO

EXT. RODEO DRIVE.

TWO SECURITY GUARDS FORCIBLY EJECT ELAINE ONTO THE SIDEWALK.

INT. NBC STUDIOS. THE TONIGHT SHOW.

JAY LENO

My next guest is a young up and coming comedian all the way from New York. Let's give a big Tonight Show welcome for - Jerry Seinfeld!

JERRY WALKS UP TO THE MIKE.

JERRY

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Y'know, I read in the paper a 72 year old guy climbed Mount Everest. How about that? 72 and he climbs Everest. 72. My first thought was - boy, he's gonna make us look bad. What happens when your wife wants you to change a lightbulb? "Sorry, honey, I'm watching the game." " Oh, so a 72 year old can climb Mount Everest, but you can't get off your lazy butt and climb a coupla steps to change a lightbulb." Yeah. That old guy really screwed us over. 72. Sit down, why dont cha. Play your mah jong and swallow your antacid, that's what a 72 year old should be doing.

12 hundred people have climbed Mount Everest to date.That's a lot of people.It's getting way too easy. What they should do is build a greasy pole on the summit. That way when the climbers get there, oxygen masks, all that gear strapped to their backs - made it! The top of Everest! Oh no, my friend, you've still this greasy pole to shin up, then you've climbed Mount Everest. Go on, quit whining, start shinning. Maybe we should tell that 72 year old. Hey, gramps, you missed out the greasy pole. Uh huh.Doesn't count. You'll have to climb it again. Whadda mean your chest hurts? You should have thought of that before you started screwing us over.

DISSOLVE TO ---

INT. NBC COMMISARY.

GEORGE IS PILING FOOD ON A TRAY. AN NBC SUIT WATCHES SUSPICIOUSLY.

GEORGE

This is all on the Seinfeld tab. I'm his personal assistant. His PA. He's nothing without me. He need his shoelaces tied who's he call? - his PA. George Costanza, PA. That's me.

GEORGE CARRIES HIS TRAY TO A TABLE, THEN NOTICES CINDY CRAWFORD SITTING NEARBY.

GEORGE

Cindy? Cindy Crawford?

CINDY

Yes. You are...?

GEORGE

George Costanza. Georgie C? We met in New York. Yankee Stadium.

CINDY

Oh. Ri-ght.

GEORGE

What a coincidence, huh. Mebbe it's fate. Haha!

CINDY SMILES NERVOUSLY

GEORGE

You want something to eat? I got food coming out my ears here.

CINDY

No. Thank you. I'm about to be interviewed.

GEORGE

Ok. Well, I'll be right here if you get peckish later. Won't budge an inch.Wait the whole day if I have to.

CINDY HURRIES AWAY

GEORGE

Boy, she can't wait to be interviewed.

INT. TONIGHT SHOW STUDIO.

LENO

Please welcome my next guest - Cindy Crawford!

CINDY WALKS OUT, SITS ETC.

LENO

Great to see you.

CINDY

Thank you.

LENO

Been keeping kinda a low profile lately.

CINDY

Well, maybe.

LENO

You still get recognised?

CINDY

Ye-ah. Mostly it's nice but...I met this guy in New York and just now he turned up backstage.

LENO

He's stalking you?

CINDY

I guess. Kinda this creepy short guy. Balding. He said he'll be waiting for me.

LENO

We can't have that. La's got enough nuts without having to imort them from New York.

Huh, Kev?

KEVIN EUBANK

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

LENO

Don't worry, security will handle it. So, that famous mole of yours - is that an erogenous zone?

INT. NBC STUDIO. JERRY'S DRESSING ROOM.

JERRY AND ELAINE.

ELAINE

And these security goons, these apes in uniform, physically pick me up and throw me out in the street. Whaddua think about that, huh? Like I was a bag of garbage. I tell ya, it wouldn't have happened in New York City, that's for sure.

JERRY

You think my act went well? I think it did.

ELAINE

Yeah yeah, whatever. I should sue for compensation, that's what I should do. But where's a good lawyer when you need one?

JERRY

I wonder if George saw my act?

ELAINE

Where is George, anyway?

JERRY

Last I saw he was stuffing his face in the commisary.

ELAINE

That's another thing. I go down there, choose a bagel - one lousy bagel - tell 'em to put it on your tab and they say - no more on the Seinfeld tab. It's all used up.

JERRY

All used up? George!

COMMOTION OUTSIDE. THE DOOR OPENS. GEORGE IS BEING DRAGGED PAST BY SECURITY GUARDS.

GEORGE

Jerry! Elaine! You gotta help me. They're throwing me out for harrassing Cindy Crawford!

Tell them I'm your PA!

ELAINE

PA? You're a PA? When did that happen?

JERRY

Did you use up my NBC tab? They say it's all used up.

GEORGE

Jerry!!!

GEORGE IS DRAGGED AWAY.

ELAINE

Ugh! First me, now George. I tell ya, California's turning into a police state.

JERRY

I wonder how Kramer's doing?

ELAINE

Kramer? Knowing Kramer he probably been arrested by now.He'll be stuck in some dank prison hellhole begging to go back to New York.

EXT. SANTA MONICA BEACH.

A VOLLEYBALL GAME IN PROGRESS. KRAMER, BARE CHESTED AND DAUBED WITH ZINC SUNCREAM, IS DOMINATING THE MATCH WITH HIS WILD SLAM DUNKS.

A SMALL CROWD HAS GATHERED. THEY START TO CHANT 'KRAMER KRAMER' AS THE K-MAN WINS YET ANOTHER POINT.

JED

You win again, K-man. You rule all, dude!

KRAMER

Oh yeah. I rule all. You know, I could get to like it here in California.

BIKINI GIRL

Pina colada, Kramer?

KRAMER

Giddyup.

THE END

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