Tim: All right, Al. Once we go on the air, I'll go up and nail that facia board. You give the tips on winter painting, all right?
Al: Be careful, Tim. You don't want to drop anything on Bud's new truck.
Tim: Well, why don't you just move it? Heidi, I'll need some masking tape.
Heidi: Sure. Here you go.
Tim: Thanks.
Al: Hey, Tim. This new gearshift knob you have doesn't have any numbers or letters on it. Which one is reverse?
Tim: Uh, over and down. [engine revs] No, up, up and over that... My left. Your left would be my... my... my left. Yeah.
[As Al drives the truck forward, Tim gets unsteady and drops the bucket of paint on Bud's car. As Tim falls, he lands in the cargo area of Bud's truck. Al quickly reverses the truck and gets out to check on Tim]
Al: Tim! Are you all right?
Tim: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. The truck broke my fall.
Al: Oh, no, look at this truck! Do you think we can clean the paint off before Bud sees it?
Bud: Oh, no!