Old 37

Shh.

Oh, fuck.

- Man: Dispatch to 842. - Man #2: Go ahead.

842, single motor vehicle accident.

Possible Jeep rollover. Approximate mile marker 13.

Female is reported to be outside the vehicle.

Possible head trauma.

Let's go!

Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.

Announcer: And now for the news.

Three more abandoned vehicles have been found in

the Pine Barrens region of Bristol County this past month.

Locals are saying Ash Pine Road has become

the new Bermuda Triangle with 31 cars and/or drivers

going missing over the past 20 years.

Seems the Golden Gears car races have created

a few more monsters to watch out for on the road...

Man: Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.

...Automobile accidents involving teen drivers have just gone up

29% in Bristol County over the past three years.

¶ Given the need to know ¶

¶ And who would've known ¶

¶ Take it away ¶

Woman: Don't feel bad. I'm a bad driver.

Oh, fuck that.

I won Junior Gold Gears two years running.

Oh, yeah, you're funny, huh?

No. It just sounds like a terrible experience.

It must have been really scary.

You wanna see something really scary?

Um, what is it?

Ah, it's better if I show you.

Asshole!

That was really scary!

Well, I told you.

You could have killed us.

You'll be fine. We do it all the time.

That's funny.

Rachel couldn't handle it either.

Okay.

Let's make it fun.

Please don't kill me.

I'm never even been to California.

Jordan?

Oh, shit, Jordan!

Woman: 9-1-1, what's your emergency?

Hello? We've been in a really bad accident.

Please send help.

We're on Ash Pine Road.

Thank God.

He hasn't moved.

He's trapped. Please hurry.

Hello?

Can you get him out of there?

Is he gonna be okay?

Jordan?

Don't worry. I'm a paramedic.

Worry about what?

Help me!

Jordan!

¶ I know what you said ¶

¶ And I've been torn apart since the day you left ¶

¶ I don't think I can ¶

¶ Do it again ¶

¶ So much in my own head ¶

¶ Totally obsessed with the shit you said ¶

- ¶ I don't think I can ¶ - ( horn honking )

¶ Do it again ¶

Woman: Let's go!

¶ ...I will see you in the end ¶

¶ How much should I take ¶

¶ When everything you made you will someday break ¶

¶ And I don't think I can ¶

¶ Do it again. ¶

Amy?

Yeah?

Could you grab the mail, baby?

Department said that Daddy's last check was finally sent.

Yeah, I got it.

It's only been eight months.

You working today?

No.

Bill Higgins is supposed to pop by

with a tomato plant.

Great.

I have those same boxers.

Thank you, Rachel.

Got new movies.

God, I love your mouth.

Let's go.

Nice underwear. Real sexy.

Later, flapjacks.

Hey, Jason. Nice day, huh?

Oh, what's on your lip? It's a huge whore.

Did I hear you talking to somebody out there?

No.

Here's your mail.

Thank you, baby.

I thought maybe it was Angel.

Yeah. I don't think so.

What happened?

Nothing.

She's too busy with her new friends.

I have too much going on, though, anyway.

Yes, you do.

Have to get your essay in their hands by the 15th.

My ticket out of this town, thank God.

Hey, Mom, do you think dad would have loved you

if you were like deformed

or had flapjacks or something?

What?

I don't know. Never mind.

What would make you ask that, sweetie?

Nothing, nothing. Just drop it.

Of course, your father would have.

He did.

That's why he married me

and not that bimbo Judy DeZulla.

Okay, Mom, we can't all be as beautiful as you are.

Honey, I'm sure whatever is going on with you and Angel is just a phase.

What's his sudden interest in you anyway?

I mean, he only likes skanks like Brooke.

Well, I guess I'm a skank then.

Because he likes me. And I like him.

Brad?

I mean, come on.

He's such an asshole 'roid head.

Amy, he's not! He's really nice.

If you would just give him a chance...

No, thanks.

I'd rather die than hang out with those douchebags.

Everything's always about you.

Why can't you just be happy for me?

Amy?

What?

Just drop it.

- ( tires screeching ) - ( screaming )

Such a YouTube queen.

I guess she is used to having her legs open, isn't she?

Unbelievable.

Whoo!

- I wanna do it. - You wanna do what?

I wanna ride the space.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Okay.

My baby's gonna ride the space! Whoo!

Woo-hoo-hoo!

Wait. What.?

Check it out! Whoo-hoo!

- I'm doing it! - Whoo!

Man!

Stop.

Babe?

- Come on, baby. - Look, stop! Seriously!

Brooke, I'm driving!

Guys?

Easy, easy!

Angel, Angel!

Oh, shit!

No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

You're okay, you're okay.

9-1-1.

There's been an accident.

We're gonna be in so much trouble!

Don't worry. We'll be fine.

We? What about her?

Shit.

About fucking time.

- Tim, come on, man! - What are we gonna say?

What the fuck are you doing?

Let's just say she fell.

How'd the fuck would she fall out of a moving car?

I don't know!

She was always just goofing off like that.

So she climbed out without anyone noticing?

And just fell?

I swear.

- Dude, what happened? - It was an accident.

You! You!

It wasn't anyone's fault. It was an accident!

Cut the crap.

Breathe! Relax!

What took you guys so long to get here?

We got one ambulance covering 300 square miles.