Klaus watched his sister closely, not having any idea of what she might be doing. She had grabbed the clothes-line without removing the clothes from it. She tossed it down to Kit and yelled for them to get into the car. Kit nodded and got in but Klaus didn't move. He looked at his sister anxiously. "Violet? What are you doing?" But the eldest Baudelaire paid him no attention, but jumped down next to the car. "Get in!" She hissed to her brother. He sighed and slipped in the car. Violet soon followed. She looked to Kit and sighed. "What we need to do is get one end of the line on that gutter drain… then we get something heavy and-" but she was thrown out of her sentence by a loud bang, and a thrust that almost knocked her out of the seat. Sunny looked to her sister. "Momoga!" She cried to her sister meaning, "We don't have time Violet! Those terrible people caught us because of the wait!" Violet looked to her sister and sighed, "Sunny's right, there is no time for my invention, we'll be caught… Kit, can you get us out of here?" But Kit didn't answer, she didn't move. "Violet looked to Kit and repeated her question… but then saw why there was no reply from Kit. Kit had not had the time to fasten her seat-belt when Violet ordered them to get in the car, and when the other car struck them Kit had been thrust forward, her head striking the windshield, causing what the Baudelaire's had seen to many times within the past year… a death.
Sunny shrieked, watching Kit's head bob loosely, with no muscle there to hold it up. Violet looked behind them, and though the back window was shattered, she could see the villains stepping from the car. Violet looked to her brother, who too, was looking at the approaching figures… but then she saw it was not Count Olaf that made terror flicker in his eyes, nor was it Esme, but the short haired girl with triangle spectacles, wearing a pinstripe outfit. "Fiona…" he whispered quietly. Violet saw her too, Fiona Widdershins, their "friend" Fiona. The same Fiona that betrayed them to Count Olaf, the same Fiona that had left them to venture in her stepfather's submarine… alone, the same Fiona that Klaus had loved, now stood outside the wrecked vehicle by her brother, their enemy, the hook handed man, who they now knew was actually Fernald, Fiona's "lost" brother.
Violet's eyes filled with hate at the site of the traitor. Her fists clenched, her mouth clamped shut as she uttered a few impolite words under her breath. Sunny looked to her sister. "Wana?" she asked her angry sister. "I don't know what we do now, but we can't just sit here…" Violet muttered angrily. Klaus nodded, but didn't look so sure. "The question is…" he muttered, "How do we get out of here?" Violet cringed at the thought of what she was about to do but saw that she had no choice. She crawled into the front and pushed Kit's limp body to the side. She gulped, shifting the gear to "drive" and pressed her foot on the gas peddle. The car sputtered a few times, but didn't move. "Violet, we need to go!" Klaus cried as the troupe got closer to the car. She stepped hard on it again. Once again, nothing happened. "Violet!" Klaus shouted, fear shaking in his voice. Violet sighed taking in a deep breath and slammed her foot down. This time the car moved, crashing into a few things, but moved none the less. "Advidersagn!" Sunny yelled joyfully to the people behind her which probably meant, "See you later suckers!"