Dirty Jobs

Mike: Now, it looks like we're about to crash here. Should this cause any kind of alarm? Just the normal kind.

Mike: Yeah, that's a great sound. The ground is farting at me.

Mike: See I have a knack for picking up the wrong one no matter what I reach for.

Mike: It doesn't hurt their wings to hold them like that? Tom: No. Mike: Those are squeals of joy I'm hearing.

Tom (brewery employee): We filter it while it's cold, it'll be clear while it's warm. Mike: Filter cold, clear warm. Tom: Yes. If one were to filter it warm, it might not be clear cold. Is that clear? Mike: You're a complicated man, Tom. Tom: Come on, you tell that to all the boys. Mike: For a guy with a hose you tell a good story.

Mike Rowe: We're just a couple of guys squeezing the crap outta chicks.

[Mike and Dave have added hops into another vat.] Mike: How hot is it in there? Dave: About 212 degrees. Boiling point. Mike: That's boiling, yeah. That's why you keep that [lid] shut. Dave: Yeah. Mike: Safety first. [Dave agrees] Mike: Where are your safety goggles, Dave? Dave: Uhh… Mike: Uh-huh. I'll have a chat with OSHA.

[Mike and Dave are looking down a vat that Mike is going to clean] Mike: How hot is it down there? Dave: 148 degrees. Mike: Well it's a dry heat.