jerry: I’ve just been thinking, once there’s nothing left that’s been spared my blade, wouldn’t I be god?
george: no life?
jerry, gesticulating: nothing under heaven or above earth. all things equal.
[jerry turns to face the palace but freezes in his step]
jerry: hey uh… you’re in my way.
kramer, slowly walking down the palace stairs: oh no, I can’t let you do that, jerry. if this would truly be your way…
[kramer draws his sword]
kramer: then know that your way ends here.