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Construction Worker Tom:
Hey, morning, Mr. Fredricksen! Need any help, sir?

Carl:
Uh, no... Er, yes! Tell your boss over there that you boys are ruining our house!

Tom:
Well, just to let you know, my boss'll be happy to take this little place off your hands for double his last offer! Whaddaya say to that? [Carl blasts the worker with a leaf blower] I'll... take that as a "no", then.

Carl:
I believe I made my position to your boss quite clear.

Tom:
You poured prune juice in his gas tank.

Carl:
[chuckles] Yeah, that was good. Here, let me talk to him. [The worker hands him a megaphone.] You in the suit! Yes, you! Take a bath, hippie!

Tom:
[snatches the megaphone back] I am not with him! [to Carl] This is serious! He's out to get your house!

Carl:
Tell your boss he can have our house.

Tom:
Really?

Carl:
When I'm DEAD! [slams door]

Tom:
I'll take that as a "maybe"!