Al: There you go, Smitty. Brand-new peephole.
Tim: That should cut down on those unexpected visits from your ex-wife, huh?
Smitty: God bless you, Tool Man. You have given me hope.
Tim: Okay, Larry. I finished working on your weed hacker. Did the work myself, so I gave you a little bit more power. Gratis, man. Added a little bit of weight, so the balance is a little different. So let me show you about handling this bad boy. Al, help me out. Hold it.All right, safety first, folks. Always use your goggles. But now the motor's a little heavier now. Starting is the same. All right. Hold on to here. Gotta give it a crank, there. Oh, yeah. Little weed here. Little weed there. Just like butter! [inaudible] There you go, Larry. Start some hacking, buddy.
Al: Nicely done, Tim.
Tim: Thank you, Al.
Al: Okay, well, that's it for Tool Time.
[The tree where Tim was weed-whacking falls back and crushes a shed]