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.