(they both look up at the tree.)
Optie: So duhhhhh... Cut the cheese, Pess! Why are we doin' this?
Pessie: (sarcastically) I don't know why, just give me the axe.
(Optie hands Pessie the axe.)
Pessie: Here goes nothing.
(Pessie chops the tree in half, sending it crashing down the annoying salesman's house.)
Pessie: He's finally gone for good! Good riddance!
Optie: My hero!