-- Excuse me? And what, exactly, is wrong with my trailer? You're insulting my home.

[He approaches and rips the fence away from Nux.] Give me that!

[Trevor walks over to part of the ramshackle, moss-covered wooden fence that makes a semicircle around the crappy trailer, sagging and looking chopped in certain places. He sets the new piece of fence against one gap in the existing one. Just leans it against it, then backs up as if to admire his work.]

... Mmmm... yeah. I guess.

[He turns back around, gives Nux a blank look.]

All right you can go. [-- ???]