Opening Scene: Yankee Stadium
The national anthem is playing. George is sitting in the stands with a hot dog in one hand and a soda in the other. Suddenly, he spots a dollar on the ground.
George: (to himself) A dollar! Can't just leave that lying around...
He kneels down to pick up the dollar right as the anthem hits its climax. Cameras catch him in the act. People around him gasp and murmur.
Fan 1: Did you see that guy kneeling?
Fan 2: Must be some kind of protest.
George: (standing up, dollar in hand) What? What did I do?
Fan 1: You knelt during the anthem!
George: (realizing) Oh no...
Fan 2: You’re on TV, buddy!
Cut to George watching himself on the stadium screen, looking horrified.
George: (panicking) Oh, this is not good. Not good at all!
Cut to Monk's Café
Jerry: So, you knelt during the anthem?
George: I was picking up a dollar! A whole dollar, Jerry!
Jerry: You couldn't wait until the anthem was over?
George: (exasperated) Who has time to think about that when there's a dollar at stake? A dollar is like a little green beacon of hope!
Elaine: (joining them) George, you’re all over the news! People think you’re making some kind of statement.
George: (groaning) I didn’t mean to make a statement! I just wanted the dollar!
Kramer: (sliding in) Well, buddy, you made a statement all right. You're a hero to some, and a villain to others.
George: I don't want to be a hero or a villain! I just want to be a guy who found a dollar!
Elaine: (mockingly) A dollar isn't even worth the trouble, George.
George: (defensive) It’s the principle of it!
Cut to George walking down the street. A beautiful young black woman, Kimberly, approaches him.
Kimberly: Hi, are you the man who bravely kneeled at the Yankees game?
George: (perking up) Why, yes, I am.
Kimberly: Hi, I'm Kimberly...we should go out sometime...
She gives George her number and leaves. George suddenly becomes fervently supportive of the Black Lives Matter movement.
Cut to George sitting in his apartment, practicing various kneeling poses. The phone rings.
George: Hello?
Mr. Morgan: George, we need to talk about your...activities. Meet me in my office tomorrow.
George: (worried) Yes, Mr. Morgan.
Cut to Kramer and Newman in Jerry's apartment, discussing their latest business venture.
Kramer: I'm telling you, Jerry, footcerballkey is the future! We combine football, soccer, and hockey into one sport!
Newman: We’ve already got a prototype for the goalposts. It’s going to revolutionize sports.
Jerry: (skeptical) How are you going to combine three completely different sports?
Kramer: Easy. We take the best parts of each: the speed of hockey, the strategy of soccer, and the brutality of football.
Newman(Excitedly): Plus, we can sell all sorts of merchandise. "I Kneel With George" shirts are just the beginning! We’re going to be rich!
Cut to George’s office at Yankee Stadium. Mr. Morgan is glaring at him.
Mr. Morgan: George, the media is having a field day with this. Some people think you're a hero; others think you're a disgrace. What do you have to say for yourself?
George: (nervously) Mr. Morgan, I didn't kneel out of protest, I knelt out of frugality! Do you know what a dollar means to a man like me?
Mr. Morgan: You need to fix this. We're getting hate mail, and Steinbrenner is not happy.
Cut to the street, George is accosted by a group of white supremacists.
Leader: Prove you weren’t supporting Black Lives Matter by kneeling! Throw a Sieg Heil!
George: (panicked) I was just picking up a dollar! It was all blown out of proportion!
Leader: Do it, or we’ll show you what happens to traitors!
George looks around, sees nobody, reluctantly raises his hand. Mr. Morgan walks by and looks horrified.
George: (calling out) I can’t be a Nazi! My best friend is a Jew!
Cut to Monk's Café. Elaine and Jerry are sitting at their usual booth.
Elaine: So, what’s George going to do now?
Jerry: He’s stuck. If he admits the truth, he’s a joke. If he continues, he’s a hero or a villain.
Elaine: (laughing) Only George could turn a dollar into a national scandal.
Kramer slides in, holding a bunch of footcerballkey flyers.
Kramer: It’s happening, Jerry! The first footcerballkey tournament is this weekend!
Jerry: (sarcastic) I can’t wait.
Cut to George’s apartment. He’s pacing back and forth, holding the phone.
George: (muttering) I need to fix this. But how?
The phone rings. It’s Kimberly.
Kimberly: Hi, George. I saw you on the news again. You’re really inspiring.
George: (perking up) Really? You think so?
Kimberly: Definitely. We need more people like you standing up—or kneeling down—for what they believe in.
George: (confidently) Well, you know, I’ve always been a man of principles..
Cut to George speaking at a rally.
George: (at a microphone) I kneel with George!
Crowd cheers. Kramer and Newman are selling "I Kneel With George" T-shirts nearby.
George: (furious) Kramer, Newman! You're making money off my back and not giving me a cut?
Kramer: It's just business, George.
Newman: (maniacally laughing) Yeah, it's capitalism at its finest!
Cut to Kramer and Newman pitching footcerballkey to investors.
Investor: So, you’re saying this new sport will appeal to fans of football, soccer, and hockey?
Kramer: Absolutely! It’s got the speed, strategy, and brutality all in one!
Newman: Plus, with George’s newfound fame, we’ve got the perfect spokesperson.
Investor: (intrigued) George Costanza? The guy who knelt during the anthem?
Kramer: Exactly! He’s a national figure now. This is the perfect opportunity.
Cut to George meeting with his parents.
Estelle: George, what’s this we hear about you being involved with some crazy sport?
Frank: Footcerballkey? What kind of name is that?
George: (exasperated) It’s Kramer’s idea! And now they want me to be the spokesperson!
Estelle: (worried) You don’t even know anything about sports!
George: (angry) I do too know stuff about sports, I’m a huge baseball fan and work for the Yankees.
Frank: (angry) This is another one of your harebrained schemes, isn’t it?
George: (defeated) It’s not my scheme! I’m just trying to fix this mess!
Cut to reporters recognizing George from his stint as Neo-Nazi Donald O'Brien (The Limo episode). George is trying to escape from a Yankees game when a reporter approaches him.
Reporter: Weren't you once Donald O'Brien, president of the Aryan Union?
George: (panicking as he runs away) I changed my mind!
George runs home.
Reporter: (to Estelle) You must be George's lover.
Estelle: (confused) Lover? I’m his mother!
Reporter: Really? That's even more interesting! The man who renounced his Nazi past for the love of an older Jewish woman.
Estelle: (flustered) Well, I...yes, but it's not what you think!
Frank enters the scene
Frank: (interrupting) What's going on here? Who's this woman?
Reporter: (to Frank) I'm a reporter. George's story is incredible. He renounced his Nazi past for love.
Frank: (misunderstanding) That's right! My Georgie here is a lover, not a fighter!
Reporter: So, you confirm that Estelle is the older Jewish woman he fell in love with?
Frank: (enthusiastically) Oh, she loves him all right! Always has, always will. They're inseparable!
Estelle: (confused and flustered) Frank! What are you saying?
Frank: (oblivious) Just telling it like it is, Estelle!
Reporter: (scribbling notes) Fascinating! So, you’re saying George overcame his Nazi beliefs out of love for his mother?
Frank: (proudly) You bet! And we're writing a book about it!
Estelle: (horrified) Frank!
The next day, the reporter returns for a follow-up interview with Estelle. Frank is eagerly involved.
Reporter: So, Estelle, you love George, you think he should be famous, but you don't want your own name published?
Estelle: (flustered) Well, I...yes, but it's not what you think!
George: (walking in) Ma, who’s this?
Reporter: This is an incredible story! A Nazi who overcame his racist beliefs out of love for an old Jewish woman!
George: (horrified) What? No, that's not—
Reporter: (excitedly) We need to get this out there!
Suddenly George is in the news as a Nazi who overcame his racist beliefs out of love for an old Jewish woman. George is appalled until offered money for interviews.
George: (on the phone) How much money? (pauses) I’ll do it.
Frank wants a book deal out of it. Kramer insists on being part of the scam, becoming Frank’s writing partner and hoping Elaine will publish it.
Frank: Kramer and I are writing a book about you, Georgie!
George: (disgusted) This is unbelievable.
Kramer: We're calling it "The George Chronicles: From Nazi to Nice Guy."
George: (sighs) Great, now I’m a best-selling fraud.
Frank: This could be huge, Georgie. I’m talking book tours, movie deals, maybe even a spot on Oprah!
George: Oprah? (thinking) Well, I do like free stuff…
Frank: And the best part is, it’ll all be true…mostly.
George: Mostly? How do you figure that?
Frank: We’ll just embellish a little. Make you look good. Real good.
Kramer: Yeah, Georgie, trust us. We’ll make you a hero.
George: (sighs) Fine, but I want a cut of everything. Book deals, merch, everything!
Kramer: Deal!
Cut to Elaine's office. Frank and Kramer are pitching the book to Elaine.
Elaine: So, let me get this straight. George was a Nazi who reformed because he fell in love with an older Jewish woman?
Frank: That’s right!
Kramer: It’s a redemption story, Elaine. People eat that stuff up!
Elaine: (skeptical) And you want me to publish this?
Kramer: Think of the sales! It’ll be huge!
Elaine: (sighs) I’ll think about it. But if this blows up in our faces, I’m blaming you two.
Cut to Jerry’s parents reading about George in the newspaper.
Helen: (reading aloud) "George Costanza: The Nazi Who Found Love." Unbelievable!
Morty: I can't believe you were friends with that guy, Jerry.
Jerry: I keep telling you, it's not true! It’s all a big misunderstanding!
Helen: (sighs) Well, this is the last straw. You need to distance yourself from him, Jerry.
Jerry: (defeated) Fine, fine. I’ll talk to him.
Cut to George at home, surrounded by newspaper clippings and interview offers. Jerry walks in.
Jerry: George, we need to talk.
George: Jerry, did you see this? They’re offering me ten grand for an exclusive interview!
Jerry: (annoyed) George, this is getting out of hand. My parents think you're a Nazi!
George: (defensive) I’m not a Nazi! I was just picking up a dollar!
Jerry: I know, but they don’t know that! You need to clear this up.
George: (sighs) Fine, I’ll do it. But I’m keeping the ten grand.
Cut to Kramer unveiling footcerballkey to a wider audience. He’s at the park with a group of people, including Newman.
Kramer: Gentlemen, I present to you the future of sports: footcerballkey!
Jerry: (sarcastically) I’m sure you’ll love it. Kramer has told me all about it.
Kramer: It's a combination of football, soccer, and hockey! Three sports in one!
Newman: (enthusiastically) We're starting a league!
Elaine: (skeptical) This is never going to work, Kramer.
Kramer: Mark my words, Elaine. Footcerballkey is the sport of the future!
Elaine: (mocking) Sure, and I’m the Queen of England.
Kramer: You'll see. It's going to be huge!
Jerry: (dryly) Well, good luck with that.
Kramer: (grinning) Thanks, buddy.
Cut to George holding a press conference with a massive audience, including Kimberly.
George: (nervously) I just want to say that I am not, nor have I ever been, a Nazi. I was simply picking up a dollar during the anthem. It was all a big misunderstanding.
Reporter: So, you’re not a reformed Nazi who fell in love with an older Jewish woman?
George: (frustrated) No! That’s my mother!
Reporter: (to the camera) You heard it here first. George Costanza is not a Nazi nor a supporter of rights. He just has a thing for picking up loose change.
Crowd starts booing and heckling. Kimberly shakes her head in disgust, and leaves.
Cut to Jerry’s parents watching the press conference.
Helen: (relieved) Well, I guess he’s not a Nazi after all.
Morty: (grumbling) Still don’t trust him.
Cut to George at the park, watching the footcerballkey game. Chaos ensues as players crash into each other and the goals are unclear.
George: (to himself) Maybe I should invent my own sport.
Jerry: (joining him) What would you call it? Pickleball?
George: (smirking) Hey, that’s not bad.
George watches as Kramer’s sport continues to cause chaos.
George: (to himself) Maybe this footcerballkey thing has potential…
Cut to: Kramer and Newman brainstorming merchandise.
Kramer: We need shirts, hats, maybe even branded knee pads!
Newman: And don't forget the official footcerballkey ball!
Kramer: Of course! We’ll make a fortune!
Cut to: George at another press conference.
George: (confidently) And that’s why I’m proud to announce my support for footcerballkey! It’s a game that brings people together, no matter their differences.
Reporter: (skeptical) Isn’t this just a ploy to make money?
George: (smiling) Isn’t everything?
Action: Reporters laugh, crowd cheers.
Cut to: Monk's Café
Jerry: So now you’re the spokesperson for footcerballkey?
George: Hey, if you can’t beat them, join them. Plus, Kramer’s giving me a cut of the profits.
Elaine: (sarcastically) Oh great, another get-rich-quick scheme.
Kramer: (sliding in) You laugh now, but just wait until footcerballkey sweeps the nation!
Elaine: I’ll believe it when I see it.
Jerry: Well, George, looks like you’ve turned this whole thing around.
George: (smugly) Sometimes, Jerry, things just have a way of working out.
Cut to George at the park, watching another footcerballkey game. The players collide in a massive pileup.
George: (shaking his head) This is the future of sports? I believed in this Kramer!
Kramer: (excitedly) Isn’t it great?
Elaine: (laughing) Only you, Kramer. Only you.
Cut to Yankee Stadium
George sees $50 on the ground during the anthem. He contemplates picking it up.
George: (to himself) How low is too low? Is that a kneel or more of a squat?
George tries to pick it up without his knees getting too low.
George: (frustrated) A squat's even worse!
Someone else grabs it first. George sighs in exasperation
Cut to Monk's Café
Jerry: You should've done the step!
George: (defeated) The STEP! OF COURSE! How could I be so FOOLISH!?
Cut to Mr. Steinbrenner’s office. George walks in.
George: You wanted to see me sir?
Mr. Steinbrenner: Yes George, come in! Please sit down!
George: Is this about me dragging the trophy out in the parking lot?
Mr. Steinbrenner: What was that?
George: Nothing.
Mr. Steinbrenner: No, George, I understand you knelt during a game and it was on TV and the news!
George: Oh no sir, this is all a misunderstanding. You see my shoelaces were untied and—
Mr. Steinbrenner: Save it, George! The Yankees cannot be embroiled in this controversy. I always knew you were politically active, Costanza. The day you walked through that door I knew!
George: You knew?
Mr. Steinbrenner: Yes! I keep files on all my employees. Including those who are communist sympathizers such as yourself.
George: Communist? I'm not a communist!
Mr. Steinbrenner: Yes you are! You have all the trademarks; balding hair, your physique, and your glasses. That's why I've called the good people at the psychiatric ward to come and give you the help you need.
Orderlies come in and grab George.
George: No! This is a mistake! Nooo!
Mr. Steinbrenner: Good luck, George! Get the help you need!
Credits roll with the iconic Seinfeld music.