Tim: I'm gonna get back on this windshield.
Joe: Don't mind me. I'm a fly on the wall.
Tim: [to himself] Wish I had some insect repellent.
Joe: I'll just buzz around and watch.
Tim: All right. [Joe honks the horn] I really got something to do inside.
Joe: Oh, what is it?
Tim: A little problem.
Joe: What's wrong?
Tim: What's wrong? Uh... It's my wife. She's got this condition. I gotta go wake her up, dress her, pour coffee down her throat to get her going.
Joe: I hear you, buddy. [mimes drinking]
Tim: No, that's not it...
Joe: Timmy, it's nothing to be ashamed of. I see you on TV, I figure there's a guy who got it made. Now I find out there's a dark side to The Tool Man. Hm. Take care, buddy. Here's your paper. Beauty!