After running away from Russel before the police showed up, Elaine and Jerry were walking down the street, when Jerry noticed something.

"Holy Crap! It‚s Crazy Joe Davola!" Jerry cried out.

"Did he see us?! Let‚s go!" Elaine responded.

But before they could run away, Crazy Joe had seemingly teleported becasue he was face to face with Jerry and Elaine.

"Hey Jerry. Sorry the pilot didn‚t work out." Crazy Joe said to Jerry.

"Uh. Yeah." Jerry replied, shocked that Crazy Joe wasn't being crazy.

Crazy Joe turned to Elaine. "Elaine, is this the guy you left me for?" he asked.

"Well, uh, .." Elaine responded, not sure what to say.

"Well, I just want to say I‚m sorry, and wish you two good luck. Now if you don‚t mind, I have a bus to catch." Crazy Joe said to them both before he boarded a bus that had just arrived and left on it.

"Nice guy" Jerry commented before walking home with Elaine.

After he and Elaine had dinner at his apartment, and after Elaine had gone home, Jerry was getting ready to go to bed, when the phone rang. Jerry picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Hello!" The voice on the phone said. "This is James Kimbrough, the new President here at NBC."

"Oh, hi" Jerry said, almost bored.

"Well, we‚re please to tell you that we‚re going to pick up your show. A thirteen episode commitment." James said.

Jerry was very happy. "Really?! That‚s great!"

"Yes, we believe "Bania has a lot of potential."

Jerry was confused. "This is Kenny Bania, right?"

Jerry realized that James had got the wrong number, so he hung up the phone in frustration and went to bed in a huff.

The morning, Jerry was having breakfast when Kramer burst into his apartment.

"Hey" Jerry said.

"Uh, hi" Kramer replied.

Jerry could see something was wrong. "What‚s wrong?"

"Jerry, I have to go. I got the call." Kramer explained.

"From your home planet?" Jerry joked.

"There‚s something I never told you. Along time ago, before I moved here, I was in the CIA." Kramer explained.

Jerry was shocked. "What was that?" he asked, just to double check he had heard Kramer properly.

"And I got out, you know. I just wanted to get away, to put that behind me. But I‚ve been running my past for too long. I got the call today, Jerry. Just when I think I‚m out, they pull me back in!" Kramer explained frantically.

After helping Kramer pack his essentials and a promise to look after his apartment while he was away, Jerry and Kramer stood on the apartment roof, where a helicopter would pick up Kramer.

"Look, I know how tough it is for you to say goodbye, so I'll say it. Maybe you're right, maybe we will see each other again, but just in case we don't, I want you to know how much you've meant to me. I'll never be able to shake you; whenever I hear a humorous observation or see a cheesy mullet, I'll think of you." Kramer said, reminiscently.

"Whenever I see somebody shave with butter, I'll think of you." Jerry replied.

"Or the next time somebody shaves his chest" Kramer replied.

"or when somebody burns down a cabin, or sets up a talk-show set inside his apartment."

"I'll miss you." Kramer said, finally.

"I'll miss you-a lot. I can't imagine what this place would've been like if I hadn't found you here!" Jerry admitted.

The helicopter then arrived. Kramer boarded and it flew off. Jerry watched it fly off for a few minutes before walking back into his apartment.

Meanwhile, George was in his office when Vandelay came in.

"Oh, George, could you mail these invitations for me? We‚re having a party to open the newest building we designed." he explained.

George felt uneasy. "Uh, I don‚t know. I have a bad history with invitations."

"Come on, just drop them off in the mailbox." Vandelay insisted.

George gave in. "Well, OK" he said as he picked up the invitations and left the office. Later, he arrived at the postbox.

"Alright, just keep cool. Nothing can go wrong. Just put them in the box." George said to himself.

Unfortunately, at that very moment. a truck carrying golf balls crashed into a lamp post. One of the golf balls flew out of the truck and hit George on the head, knocking him unconscious before he could post the invitations.