George

Kramer, please.

Kramer

Well, I can't go back to the public courses, now. I can't! I won't. I mean, you know what that's like? It's crowded, the grass has big brown patches in it, they don't rake the sand traps! Not to mention the caliber of people you have to play with!

George

Kramer, I can't help you. You're gonna have to get them some place else.

Kramer

(Opening the door) Where? They're Cubans. (Leaves)

George

(Getting up) You know what? Maybe I should take off.