Hit and Run Page #3

I saw you f***ing send it.

Tim, you're imagining all this.

It's in your head, Tim.

What must they be thinking now?

That I'm gonna come down there

and slash their throats from ear to ear.

I'll bet that's what they're thinking.

That b*tch couldn't kill me.

Kill you? Who?

That b*tch.

I'm calling the police.

Andy? Andy, are you in there?

Hello, this is 911 operator.

Hello?

Hello?

Are you okay? Hello?

Hello?

Okay, we're sending the police.

Mom!

Andy, are you in there?

Oh, my God.

Who are you?

My husband did this to you?

Thank you. Thank you.

Could you please untie me?

- Yeah, yeah. I will. I will.

- I'm really hurt.

- Please, just... It really hurts. It hurts.

- Okay, it's all right.

- All right. Here, here.

- Thank you. Thank you.

You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.

My husband, he's not well. It's his head.

I'm gonna call the police.

No!

Please.

No, no! Don't!

Could you hear

the bones breaking when you hit me?

Could you?

- Could you?

- No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't see you. I didn't see you.

- It was an accident?

- Yeah.

- It was no accident.

- It was.

- It was. I'm sorry.

- You...

When you found me in your garage...

When you found me in your garage,

you stank. You stank.

I'm sorry.

You stank like alcohol.

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it.

I'm so sorry. No.

I'm gonna do something

really, really bad to you.

No, please.

No!

I'm sorry! Stop it!

Hail Mary. Say "Hail Mary. "

Hail Mary. Hail Mary.

Full of grace...

Full of grace...

You don't even know it.

You don't even know it!

You don't even know it!

Because you don't believe.

You don't believe.

You don't believe in anything.

It's time to go.

F***.

Son of a b*tch.

Get the f*** off me!

Get off me!

F*** you!

Oh, my...

F*** you!

WNPC, New Jersey.

It's 7:
00 a. m. On a perky Sunday morning.

We did it, my little rodents,

the weekend Spaz-a-thon is done.

History! We made it in one piece, baby!

We did it.

Next stop, home, sweet home.

You kids out there,

Eddie the Super Spaz, signing off.

Stay out of trouble.

Have yourselves a great day.

Excuse me.

Can you take a look at my car?

I think the bumper is...

Gone?

Let me guess. Cell phone?

Can you fix it

or do I have to find somebody else?

Yeah, I can fix it. If I find the right match,

I'll have it ready today.

- Come back at 3:00.

- Okay.

Is there somewhere I can wash my hands?

To the left.

Hey, you okay?

I don't think I need that bumper anymore.

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