Hutch: These stupid ants are ruining our lives!
Axl: Well, it's not our fault. It's the landlords'. How many times have we complained to Derek and Andy about this dump, and nothing's been done?! There's gaps in the floors! The back door doesn't close all the way. That's how the ferret escaped.
Hutch: I can't even sleep upstairs with that leaky pipe, and the drips don't even happen evenly. They're like, "bloop... Bloop-bloop, bloop-bloop!" There's no rhythm to it. How am I supposed to sleep to that?
Axl: Well, it's gonna stop. We pay rent. We have rights. It's time we stopped complaining like a bunch of little boys and start demanding some changes around here! We are not gonna get treated like men until we start acting like men!
Hutch: You're damn right. I say we man up right now.
Axl: What are you doing? I'm writing a letter to our landlords telling them everything that's wrong with this place... On my Dad's stationery. No one likes to get yelled at by a dermatologist.
Axl: A letter? What is this, Downtown Abbey? That's not being a man. Being a man is calling. We're not gonna put some letter in the mail and wait days for a response. No, we are men! Men demand immediate results.
Hutch: I like results.
Axl: Yeah, and you know we're not getting any from Derek and Andy. You know what? They had their chance. Forget them. We're going over their heads. We're gonna call the city and report them 'cause that's what men do.
Hutch: I like being a man. I feel so powerful!