I'm glad I didn't kill you.
I wish you had.
Oh, you don't mean that.
Remember, go with the flow.
How, when the rental agency
leaves me keys
to a car that isn't there,
then I hike three miles back to find
out they don't have any more cars?
I got a car, no sweat at all.
- Well, Del, you're a charmed man.
- Nope.
Oh, I know.
You just go with the flow.
Like a twig on the shoulders
of a mighty stream.
# Pulled out of Pittsburgh
rollin' down the eastern seaboard
# I got my diesel wound up
she's runnin' like never before
# There's a speed zone ahead,
all right
# But I ain't seen a cop all night
# Six days on the road and I'm
gonna make it home tonight... #
Please stop doing that with the seat.
Start screwing with these
and you never get comfortable.
- Quit screwing with it.
- I gotta get comfortable.
Do you have a bad back? I do, and
there's only a couple good positions.
You'll break it.
Ahh.
Done.
Ah, lovely.
Lovely, lovely.
- Oh, damn it.
- What now?
I can't reach my feet
to get my shoes off.
That's fine.
Leave your shoes on.
I can't relax that way.
I don't care to breathe
your foot odour.
It must be swell to be so perfect
and odour-free.
There's things about you that bother
me but I don't bring them up.
- Really?
- That's right.
- What?
- Lots of things.
- Name one.
- You want me to name one?
- Yeah.
- Fine, er...
You play with your balls a lot. Mm.
I do not play with my balls.
Larry Bird doesn't
do as much ball handling as you.
- Are you trying to start a fight?
- No, I'm stating a fact, that's all.
- You know what'd make me happy?
- More balls and extra fingers?
Oh, that's... that's...
that's real humour!
It would make me happy
if you shut up.
- My pleasure.
- I like silence when I drive.
- No problem.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
You broke the seat.
You broke the damn seat.
I don't believe it.
It wasn't broken when I got out.
- You messed around and broke it.
- It's impossible to break.
Impossible?
- Wanna drive?
- No. Why did you do this?
I won't be held responsible
for faulty engineering.
Well, this is comfortable.
This is really comfortable.
I don't want to argue.
Let's not fight.
All right, all right.
- I'm gonna go to sleep.
- All right.
My wallet's in the glove compartment.
Don't let me forget it.
All right.
# Ah, you can talk about the pit
# Barbecue
# The band was jumpin'
# The people, too, I mess around
# They're doin' the mess around
# They're doin' the mess around
# Everybody doin' the mess around
# Now-ow, when I say stop
don't you move a peg
# When I say go just shake your leg
# And do the mess around
# I declare, do the mess around
# Now, let me have it there, boy
# Now you got it, boy
# Yeah! Go on, mess around!
# Now this band's gonna play
from nine to one
# Everybody here's
gonna have some fun
# Doin' the mess around
# They're doin' the mess around
# Everybody do the mess around #
'That was Ray Charles,
"Doin' The Mess Around".
'Looking outside,
the weather's clearing... '
Whew.
Oh, come on.
All right.
Ohh, shit!
Ohh... Oh.
There you go.
Think it out. Just relax.
Let go! Let go!
What's happening?
Oh, w-we almost hit a deer.
That's all.
Are you all right?
Yes, I'm fine. Yes, I'm fine.
It's awful hot. Take your parka off.
Yes. Yes, I will.
There's a guy on the wrong side
of the highway. He'll kill somebody!
Oh, my God!
Hey! Hey!
Hey, what's going on?
Some joker wants to race.
- Turn around!
- Don't race. That's ridiculous.
All right, come on. Let's go.
Put your window down!
- He wants something.
- He's probably drunk.
You're going the wrong way!
- What?
- You're going the wrong way!
- He says we're going the wrong way.
- Oh, he's drunk.
How would he know where we're going?
Yeah, how would he know?
Thank you. Thanks a lot. Terrific.
Thank you.
What a moron.
You're going in the wrong direction!
You're going to kill somebody!
You're going the wrong way!
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