Jerry: Hey. Look at you. What- what's this?
Kramer: It's an eye patch.
Jerry: You look like a pirate.
Kramer: I wanna be a pirate.
Jerry: This is Gary.
Kramer: How you doing?
Gary: All right.
[As Kramer goes to shake Gary's hands, his impaired depth perception leads him to miss Gary's hand by a few inches. Gary walks off.]
Kramer: Well, I tell you there's only one problem.
[As Kramer sits down at the booth, he misjudges the dept and almost slides under the table. He knocks a glass of Coke over.]
Jerry: Can't see on your right side?
Kramer: No. It's uh, it's itchy. [swaps patch to the left eye]