Hilary: Well, can you fix it or not?
Duane: Lady, this thing needs a whole new mess of parts. I'll have to come back tomorrow.
Hilary: Tomorrow? Don't you have, like, a spare stove in your truck?
Duane: I took it out when I put in the hot tub.
Hilary: Listen, you... Duane. I happen to have an orthopedist coming to dinner. It's Valentine's Day. Or wasn't there a sign or something in the trailer park?
Duane: Listen, you. The stove has to wait until tomorrow. But while I'm here, maybe I can adjust your attitude.