Kramer: Hey, you want these? [throws golf clubs down] I don't want em!
Jerry: What?
Kramer: I stink! I can't play! The ball is just sitting there, Jerry, and I can't hit it! I only hit one really good ball that went way out!
Jerry: Well, what happened?
Kramer: I have no concentration!
[Kramer starts to scratch his body and rip his coat off]
Jerry: What- What- What's wrong with you?
Kramer: Sand. I can't get rid of the sand. Look there is still some in here. It won't go away! Look, I even got sand in the pockets!
Jerry: Hey, you're getting it all over the floor!