"Listen Sarah, I don't know anything about furnaces. Those things are dangerous."
"Will you quit being such a wimp and just go. Jesus Nathan, I'm sorry I ever married you. I had plenty of other choices, you know."
"Yes, and you slept with all of them."
"Nathan, just shut up and go look."
"Sarah, you don't care any more about me than a flea on a dogs' ass, do you?"
She was thoughtful for a moment. "What kind of dog?"