Heather Lisinski: I don't think this is such a good idea.
Jake Green: No choice.
Heather Lisinski: Well, then, at least let me do some work on the car.
Jake Green: There's no time, I have to go now. Wha-wait, you said it was sturdy.
Heather Lisinski: Well sturdy yeah but what if you need to out run something?
Jake Green: Why, how fast will it go?
Heather Lisinski: I don't know, 30, maybe 40 miles an hour- best case, down hill- and not for very long. See this is what I'm saying. Maybe you should go on horseback.
Jake Green: A horse is slower than that.
Heather Lisinski: A horse is less likely to explode.
Jake Green: I'll take my chances.
Heather Lisinski: Ok, well then at least open her up easy, make sure you have enough car left in case you need to ask for a lot in a hurry. And remember, the gas tank on the thing is on the left hand side, so if somebody decides to start *shooting* at you, make sure it's not on that side.
Jake Green: Ok, anything else?
[she looks worriedly at him, then kisses him]
Heather Lisinski: Come back in one piece.
[he chuckles]
Jake Green: I will, I promise.
[pause. She still has her arms around him]
Heather Lisinski: I-I thought you were gonna go.
Jake Green: I'm waiting on Eric.
Heather Lisinski: Oh.
[she pulls away]
Heather Lisinski: Um, watch out for giant irradiated ants out there.
[he laughs]
Jake Green: Always do.
[uncomfortably]
Heather Lisinski: Ooook.
[she leaves while Jake stares after her]
