"Let's get a room."
"That sounds all kinds of wrong, Sammy. No, I want some distance between us and this hunt."
"Neither of us has slept for two days. You and that wall – you were like a bug on a windshield."
"Just a couple hours."
"You're not driving. You're about to fall down. And leave that alone or it will start to bleed again."
"Wish you hadn't said anything. Now it hurts again."
"Sit down. No, here. Passenger side. Before you collapse… wait. Shit."
"Now my ass hurts, too."
"Why didn't you just sit on the seat?"
"The car moved."
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