George: Assistant to the Prime Minster! You know what means?!? He'd could be asking my advice on trades! Trades, Jerry, I'm a heartbeat away!
Jerry: That's a hell of an organization they're running up there. I can't understand why they haven't defeated Hezbollah 15 years.
George: And, it is all because of that car. You see, Netanyahu is like the first guy in, at the crack of dawn. He sees my car, he figures I'm the first guy in. Then, the last person to leave is Gantz. He see my car, he figures I'm burning the midnight oil. Between the two of them, they think I'm working an 18 hour day!
Jerry: Locking your keys in your car is the best career move you ever made.
LATER
George: Ahhh, Hey-Ho.
Jerry: What the hell are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be at work?!?
George: Yeah, well I'm thinking about getting out of town with Susan for a few days to this hippie music festival in the Negrev on October 7.
Jerry: So, you're just taking off from work?
George: They won't know. I got the car there.
Jerry: Do you think this is such a good idea, with you having to monitor the Gaza border?
George: They got a fence there, they got soldiers. What's the worse that could happen with me not looking at some camera footage?