The Fearway

- You wanna know my biggest fear?

It's not dying.

Or heights.

Or planes, or spiders or anything like that.

It's the thought of losing you.

I care about you so much.

And honestly, I can't even imagine a life without you.

So make me a promise.

Stay.

Stay in my life forever.

- Okay, so I am missing three fingers,

burns cover half my body, and I'm missing an eye.

Missing an eye?

Yeah.

- Would you be wearing an eye patch or something?

No, I think I'd embrace it.

- Just have it out there for everybody to see.

Just this big old hole in your head. You're okay with that?

- Yeah. I think you'd get used to it with some time.

It's pretty gross.

Are you gonna wear a glass eye, at least?

- Hey, that wasn't part of the question.

Okay.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

I would. I would still be with you.

- Wow. - What? I would.

You're really desperate.

Okay. All right.

What if

I have a man bun?

Oh, and suddenly it's over.

What?

It's over. Plain and simple.

Okay, so wait a second.

I am willing to put up with burns, a missing eye, whatever.

But the minute,

the minute I decide to grow out my hair long enough

to wear it in a bun, that's it.

Have a nice life. See you later. Seriously?

- Heart wants what the heart wants, baby.

Ooh. Treat them mean.

Hey, you're still here.

Hey, babe, would you mind slowing down? It's a 55 here.

- Your father said your mother was a backseat driver, too.

Wow.

What?

- You think I'm a backseat driver?

I didn't say that.

Yes, you did.

- No, no, no, I think you'll find,

I said your father said your mother was a backseat driver.

Too. You said, "Too."

Did I?

- I just want to get you there so you have time to have,

you know,

time.

Have time.

I know.

I've known for a while this would eventually happen.

Do you wanna talk about it?

No.

Okay.

He always had a big heart.

I guess we just didn't know he literally did too,

and not just figuratively.

I know it's gonna kill him eventually,

but I just want him to make it to the wedding.

I don't wanna talk about it.

If he could just be there for that day,

maybe that would be enough.

Well, not enough.

But it would give him something to look forward to.

Maybe even live for.

He could get involved with the plans. Help us find a venue.

I just, I want it to be the best day for him too.

But I don't wanna talk about it.

'Cause he worked.

He worked hard all his life just to take care of us.

And it's not fair,

because there isn't anything anyone can do.

But I can do this.

And it will help him focus on the future,

even if there's not a lot of that left.

But I can give him this day.

But I don't want to talk about it.

- Then, we don't have to talk about it.

I did it again, didn't I?

Yeah. It's okay.

What?

No. No way.

Your song.

Oh, God.

You okay?

What was that?

Okay. Maybe go look and see what we hit.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

What is it?

It's nothing.

What?

I said there's nothing.

That doesn't make any sense.

I don't know what to tell you.

I know, but it's strange.

What's strange?

No blood, no dents.

I mean, not even a scratch on the car.

I consider it lucky.

I just paid this thing off a year ago.

Michael.

What?

- You're not at all freaked out by this?

I'm confused, but grateful.

Maybe we hit a pothole or an animal that ran away.

- Oh yeah. And what animal would that be out here?

An armadillo.

So, you saw an animal?

No.

Hey, where you going?

Sarah?

Sarah? Hey.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

What is it?

Ice?

Ice.

In the desert.

That's weird.

- Not weird. More like impossible.

- Do you think that's what we hit?

No. The car would've slipped.

What we felt was like we hit something.

- Maybe we slipped on some ice and hit a rock.

Babe. There's nothing else.

Come on.

- Okay. - It's just ice.

Come on.

Okay. Fine.

- The fuck is this guy's problem?

What? What?

Babe.

I think we're being followed.

- What the fuck are you talking about?

Oh, it's just some douche bag riding your bumper.

Break check him.

Shit.

See, he could have passed us, but now he's fucking with us.

- Okay, well maybe just pull over or something.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

He's just gonna stay right behind us. Slow it down.

- Any particular reason you decided

to play Tokyo Drift with that guy?

- We were being followed.

Followed on a straight road?

He could have gone around.

- It's probably just some college boys trying to show off

and mess with you 'cause they can.

Doesn't make them any less of assholes,

but being followed's a big stretch there, babe.

I know what I saw.

- Okay, so why didn't they follow us in here?

Witnesses.

- You watch too much Forensic Files.

Oh, okay.

So he was a murderer?

Yeah. Maybe.

I see.

Or a serial killer.

Mhmm.

But he didn't follow through because of the witnesses.

Exactly.

Yeah, you're right.

The tumbleweed would make some excellent witnesses

on the stand.

What's more likely?

Tumbleweeds? Yeah. Maybe.

What's more likely?

College assholes.

Thank you.

- Anyway, you should probably call your dad.

Let him know we're gonna be a bit late.

Now that, I can agree with.

Shit.

- What? - Of course, no service.

Maybe this place has a phone.

Is this place even open?

Let's find out.

- Take a seat wherever you like.

- Maybe we should just stay on the road.

- Don't be that girl. - What?

- That girl that walks straight into a place

and then walks straight out.

I'm not that girl.

- I know that. But these good people don't.

- I can drive, if that's the issue.

I'm hungry.

- Of course you are. - I'll tell you what.

If you can make me a bacon grilled cheese in the car,

we'll hit the road.

Okay, fine.