Tim: Hands and tools. Hands and tools. Ever looked in the eyes of a man who was building something like a bamboo fly rod, a mahogany boat, or a billeted steel piece for a hot rod? Do you see aggression and destruction? No, you see contentment. Hands and tools, hands and tools can change the world, from building the smallest hobbyist train to the largest outboard-motor engines. Look at this bad boy. Most of you see just a hunk of metal. Not me. This is hundreds of parts working at high rpm, 800 horsepower, tolerances of 1000. Machined by hand, blueprinted and polished. [grunts] But men aren't just into power and steel. Craftsmanship, like this exquisite artwork here. Not Al, the panel. This antique Chinese privacy screen, on loan to us from the Detroit Institute of Arts, is composed of intricate carvings... I think 2,000 man-hours. Correct? 2,000 man-hours. Imagine that. Intricacy beyond belief. Every delicate little nuance is as delicate as crystal. Each piece is so delicate, it could be snapped off just like that... [snaps off a piece] Very often they made a few movable pieces in these pieces... kind of like those little Chinese boxes that you don't know how to open 'em. They're movable parts. Al, do you suppose this is movable, this piece?
Al: I don't think so, Tim.
Tim: Go get me that glue.
Al: What for? Are you gonna glue it to your forehead?