Curb Your Enthusiasm
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Even so, many have never let Larry live it down.
are headed to Atlanta for Larrys voting-rights trial.
Leon is bingeingSeinfeldon the plane, giving us a strong heads-up about how the trial will pan out.
At Auntie Raes, the gang orders salad with her famous salad dressing.
Susie asks for the recipe, but Auntie Rae insists on keeping it secret.
Its a success: Auntie Rae is panicked, Susie is elated, and Jeff gets husband points.
Meanwhile, Larry prepares for his trial, dismissing jurors for the pettiest of reasons.
Back at the hotel, Larry confronts Cynthia about her alleged suicide attempt.
Cynthia told Richard she tried to hang herself, despite telling Larry the attempt was made with pills.
What are you gonna adopt, a 40-year-old?
Yeah, a doctor, says Richard.
A doctor or a lawyer.
Even at his advanced age, Richard is holding out for the Jewish-parent dream.
And so the court scene begins.
The jury is horrified.
Shes gonna kill herself?
Or will he go back to California and start meditating a la Don Draper?
After one last commentary on why they cant make two copies of the verdict, Larry is proclaimed guilty.
Meanwhile, Ted is arrested for protesting, making him look like the real hero in all this.
(He shows off his sparkling handcuffs to MSNBC as hes being taken away.)
Larry is the friend they most love to hate.
But still, we have several minutes left to go.
After seeing the footage, the judge declared a mistrial, and Larry is free to go.
How about that, sport fans?
You dont wanna end up like this, says Jerry.
Nobody wants to see it.
How did we not think of that?
They both shrug that signature disgruntled shrug and walk off in tandem.
So, did Larry learn his lesson?
For this recapper, the jury is still out.
Clever subversions be damned, it all felt a little predictable.
The real prison is Larrys mind-set, and hes more than happy to keep it that way.
This show never lets itself get too sentimental, maintaining the gloriously bitter tang of black coffee.
Weve lived with him as our misanthropic prophet for so long that its hard to imagine a post-Curbworld.
Lets just hope it respects wood.
Leonisms
OnSeinfeld: I watched a few, uh,Seinfeldepisodes on the plane, and shit.
You never told me it was a show about weekly ass.
Jerry just constantly got ass every week.
You know what I thought it was from the beginning?
I said, This aint a fucking, uh, TV show.
This is more of a fuck documentary.
On theSeinfeldfuck tapes: Where the fuck are the tapes at?
Larry wont give that shit up.
Every week, you getting new ass, right?
Every fucking show, you meet some new chick.
And I know you fucking.
What a fucking waste, man.
On having sex with a woman on crutches: Have you ever tapped some ass on crutches?
You ever crutch fuck?
Thats like fucking an animal cause the crutches are an extra set of legs.
Break that ass off, huh?
On Auntie Rae: Thats my auntie right there.
She carries candy in her bra.
If were all lucky, were gonna get some of that titty-taffy.
On Kramer: Man, this goddamned Kramer, man, hes too much, man.
Walk into your fucking house unannounced and shit.
You might as well take off the fucking door and put a fucking saloon door on that bitch.
You know what Im saying?
This motherfucker just walking in when he wants to.
