Lois: Hal, it's past midnight. Are you coming to bed?
Hal: No! How can I go to bed? It's nothing what it should be.
Lois: Honey, this is your dream. It's supposed to be fun.
Hal: What are you talking about, fun? This isn't fun. This is driving me crazy! I just... I- I- I can't get it right.
Lois: Well, you don't have to finish it. Look at you! You're killing yourself.
Hal: One more day. That's all. I just need one more day!
Lois: Hal, there has got to be, like, 500 gallons of paint up there.
Hal: There isn't... Yeah, that's about right.