Construction Worker Steve:
[directing a large construction vehicle backing up]
Okay, keep her coming. Keep coming. And stop. Stop. Stop!
[it starts to run over Carl's mailbox]
Carl Fredricksen:
[watching from his doorway]
Why... Hey! Hey you!
[Steve sees him and runs to the mailbox]
Carl Fredricksen:
What do you... What do you think you're doing?
[he shuffles quickly to his mailbox]
Construction Worker Steve:
I am so sorry, sir.
[he attempts to fix Carl's mailbox]
Carl Fredricksen:
Don't touch that!
Construction Worker Steve:
[they fight for control of the mailbox]
No, no, no. Let me take care of that for you.
Carl Fredricksen:
Get away from our mailbox!
Construction Worker Steve:
Hey. Sir, I...
Carl Fredricksen:
I don't want you to touch it!
[he clubs Steve on the head with his cane. Blood is drawn. Carl retreats into his house, ashamed]
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