Bob Vila: Tim, from what I hear, your hot rod's not even running.
Tim: Maybe you haven't heard right, Bob.
Bob Vila: I've gotta go. I've gotta have my hot rod in Grosse Point at ten.
Tim: Bob, it's 9:45. You're never gonna make that.
Bob Vila: Your hot rod couldn't. Mine can.
Tim: Are you suggesting your hot rod can beat my hot rod?
Bob Vila: If the brake shoe fits...