Oh, sorry. Did I get you?
No, you didn't get me.
It's an electric drill.
You get me, you kill me!
Calm down. Do you want this unit or not?
I do not want this unit.
Well, you should have told me that before.
I'm not a mind reader.
Ooh. And we're out of beer. Okay, I'm going to Monica's.
Fine!
Hey. Where you heading in those pants, 1982?
Oh, Monica, listen.
I saw down at the hardware store
they got those designer tiles on sale
if you ever wanna redo your bathroom floor.
What's wrong with my bathroom floor?
Nothing, it's just old and dingy, that's all.
I highly doubt that.
Oh, yeah?
If you, uh, move your hamper
you can see the color the tile used to be.
[gasping] Yeah.
I can't live like this. Wh-what am I gonna do?
- What are we gonna do? - Relax, relax. Here, hold this.
This old stuff comes right up. I'll show you.
A little more than I wanted to see.
Oh!
Look at that. Every inch of this is glued down.
It'd take forever to pry this up.
You should, uh, you should just leave it.
[scoffs]
I can't leave it.
You gouged a hole in my dingy floor.
Uh..
- Yeah, there you go. - Aw!
Yeah, that's nice.
We can put it back there after the surgeons
remove it from your colon.