Palace Gardener: Ah, here's my fill dirt. Just dump it over there, Bert.
Schlock: Umm. . . hang on.
Schlock: He's got a grav-tractor, and we've got shovels. Why not have him dump it in the hole?
Palace Gardener: Gardening is spiritual work. The shovels allow us to commune with the soil.
Schlock: Are we trying to have a conversation with the dirt, or are we trying to fill a crater with it?