Elaine

It wouldn't stop beeping, in the car so Testikov, through it out the window.

Kramer

Oh. (continuing to itch and scratch from the sand)

Elaine

I transferred everything in there. I threw out my old book. I'm lost now, Kramer.

Elaine

What, what is it?

Kramer

The sand, it's everywhere! (blows on his arm)