Al: Our objective is to put our two pieces of wood together so it has a secure and perfect union.
Tim: Yeah. Yeah. Right.
Al: That's right. In this case...
Tim: Like there's ever such a thing as a perfect union. Come on. What century are you living in?
Al: Well, what happens...
Tim: I want to get something off my chest.
Al: Tim.
Tim: Leave me alone.