Leslie Knope: Look, you know how much I love Pawnee. But the more I try to fix it the more people fight me. They call me names, they recall me, they try to kill the merger. They literally punch me in the face. And yet every time I contemplate leaving, just walking away once and for all, I just can't do it. What is wrong with me?
Ron Swanson: Yesterday, I fixed that old steam radiator. Threaded a new valve into the side, removed the handle from the base, unscrewed the packing nut from the stem. This subpar toolbox only had one wrench, so I was lucky it was a three-quarters or I'd have been screwed.
Leslie Knope: [laughs] Yeah, man, you are lucky. Come on, Ron. What the hell? I need your help.
Ron Swanson: By the time I was done, this 100-year-old piece of American-made cast iron was singing like a bird. Now... to most people, this story would seem boring.
Leslie Knope: That's ridiculous. It's a story about a radiator.
Ron Swanson: But to me, it was immensely satisfying because I enjoy fixing radiators. You like fixing this town, Leslie, you always have. You know it's an uphill battle, but you love the struggle. I would also add that you've already done a hell of a lot to make this town better, and people like this young man here will benefit from your hard work.
Leslie Knope: He is a beautiful boy. He's quite a looker. Thank you, Ron.