Frank Grimes: God. He eats like a pig.
Lenny: I dunno. Pigs tend to chew. I'd say he eats more like a duck.
Frank Grimes: Well, some kind of farm animal anyway. And earlier today, I saw him asleep inside a radiation suit. Can you imagine that? He was hanging from a coat hook.
Lenny: Yeah, he had three beers at lunch. That would make anybody sleepy.
Frank Grimes: I've never seen him do any work around here. What is his job?
Lenny: Safety inspector.
Frank Grimes: That irresponsible oaf?! A man who by all rights should have been killed dozens of times by now?!
Lenny: Umm, 316 times by my count.
Frank Grimes: That's the man who's in charge of our safety? It boggles the mind!
Carl: Yeah, it's best not to think about it.