The Middle2009

Mike Heck:
Brick, forget the hammer. How'd you like to use a chainsaw? Let me fire it up for ya.

Brick Heck:
Um, I'm not even allowed to use an electric toothbrush.

Big Mike:
Aw, what are you worried about? Your dad was using a chainsaw when he was half your age.

Mike Heck:
No, you know what? Chainsaws are for softies. I bet we can do better, huh, Dad? How about, uh, how about the blow torch?

Big Mike:
Nothing wrong with a boy learning how to use a blow torch.

Mike Heck:
Go ahead, Brick. Grandpa's gonna make you a man.

Brick Heck:
Thanks, but I think I'll stay a boy for now.

Mike Heck:
Come on, it's just three thousand degrees of searing heat. Nothing to be afraid of. Grandpa says it's okay.

Big Mike:
Teach him how to use it properly, I don't think it's such a big deal.

Mike Heck:
Okay. What's it gonna be, Brick? Chainsaw or blow torch? Fire or steel?

Brick Heck:
You know, I'm thinking the clover might not be the source of the curse at all. I think it might be genetics.