♪ ♪
[mechanical whirring]
-This is a catastrophe. -[Eddie] I don't know what you expect me
-to do. -You realize what's happening
-in just 36 hours, right? -I'm guilt free.
I didn't forget Hen's birthday last year.
You guys did. I sent her a text.
Listen, you guys need to be here.
The surprise at Hen's surprise birthday party can't be
that half the team is missing.
-I don't know what to tell you. -Well, they know when this mess
-is going to get figured out? -All I know is
it's some software glitch.
All flights out of Nashville
have been grounded until further notice.
Also, I think I lost Buck.
Find him, I guess, and keep me updated.
-Was that Eddie? -Yeah.
[Hen] You weren't shaming them
for tying for first
in the firefighter games, were you?
There is no tying for first. That's just two second places.
Hey.
Where have you been?
Rented a car.
You rented a car?
Look, we can sit in this terminal
for God knows how long, or we can we get in a car,
and it's a straight shot, 30 hours.
We'll take turns driving.
Windows down, tunes cranked.
It'll be fun.
♪ Carry on, my wayward son ♪
♪ There'll be peace when you are done ♪
♪ Lay your weary head to rest ♪
[both singing along] ♪ Don't you cry no more... ♪
Ow.
[instrumental interlude]
Whoo!
-Terminator One. -Uh-huh.
-True Lies. -Sure.
-T2. -Kindergarten Cop.
No way that makes top five.
What do you mean?
-That's vintage Arnold. -Oh, it's B-plus at best.
[singing along] ♪ Once I rose above the noise and confusion ♪
♪ Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion... ♪
-Hey! -Hey!
[Eddie sighs]
[humming along with guitar solo]
Whoo!
Boom!
[splash]
-Oh. -Ooh.
[singing along] ♪ Carry on, my wayward son ♪
♪ There'll be peace when you are done... ♪
This is good, right?
Yeah.
When was the last time we went on a road trip like this?
2021. San Angelo fire.
Yeah. That was awesome.
Yeah. It was a natural disaster.
So fun.
You know, this was a great idea, Buck.
-[horn honking] -This was a terrible idea.
It looks like an overturned tanker truck up ahead.
-Ah. -[sighs]
So much for Hen's birthday.
What? No, we can still make it.
We're not even out of Oklahoma yet.
They'll get this thing cleaned up, and we'll be sailing.
Right into that storm that was supposed
to hit the Rocky Mountains that we were barely gonna beat.
Okay. So, we avoid the Rocky Mountains.
We can't avoid the Rocky Mountains.
We can if we go south.
I-10?
Exactly.
Oh, everybody's got the same maps and GPS apps, Buck.
But we have something they don't have.
Me.
[chuckles]
We're lost.
-We're not lost. -Okay.
Where are we?
I don't have signal, but probably still in New Mexico.
Maybe just Mexico.
Okay, we didn't go that far south.
This whole thing has gone south.
I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
What is that supposed to mean?
It wasn't code. We should have stayed on I-40.
Why? So you could whine about the traffic
and bitch about the Rocky Mountains?
I wasn't whining or bitching.
Oh, please. You started at the airport.
Everybody was bitching at the airport.
I wasn't.
Okay? I was trying to be upbeat.
I was trying to be a problem-solver.
Anything to stop you doing what you always do.
Get gloomy.
It didn't... work.
There's got to be a gas station or a coffee shop
or something around here where we can ask
for actual directions.
[insects trilling]
-[rock music plays softly] -[Eddie sighs]
[exhales] Smells good.
We're just here to ask for directions.
Whatever, man.
[dishes shatter]
You boys can find a seat anywhere.
I'll be there in a minute.
♪ ♪
No. No, no, no, no. What are you doing?
She said, "Sit anywhere."
Come on. You really think we're gonna make it back
in time for Hen's birthday?
-Probably not now. -Exactly.
So we're not in a rush.
Might as well fuel up before we hit the road.
Besides, you get cranky when you don't eat.
Last chance. Are you sure?
Mmm.
[laughs] Well, somebody sure had a healthy appetite.
Oh, it was so good.
-Can I get you boys anything else? -[Eddie] No.
We, uh, have a long drive ahead of us.
[Bonnie] Okay.
-Where you headed? -[Buck] Home.
Yeah. Los Angeles.
Driving from Nashville.
Oh. It's a funny route to take.
Our navigation failed us.
Hey, how do we get back to the I-10 from here?
Sure, that's easy. You're gonna take this road out here.
-It's called Center Street. -Mm-hmm.
Go down till you hit Route 280.
Just keep going west, and you can't miss it.
You know, if you didn't want to get off the I-40,
you didn't have to.
No one had a gun to your head.
-No, I had a Buck in my ear. -Oh.
So you just do whatever I tell you?
Path of least resistance with you, Buckley.
So if I said, "Jump off a bridge,"
you would just do it? Oh, you know, actually,
I probably wouldn't even have to say it.
You'd already be jumping, seeing as you have a death wish.
[silverware clattering on table]
[Eddie] It's not my death
-I'm wishing for right now. -Oh, it's mine.
You're threatening me. So we get a little lost,
a little off track, and suddenly,
you're all dark and gloomy,
and I deserve to die. Here. Here's a fork.
Put it in my neck. Put me out of my misery.
Kill me, Eddie.
Kill me now. Why not?
Y'all done?
What the hell you looking at?
Not a thing. We just
don't see a lot of your kind around here is all.
What's that's supposed to mean, huh?
[Buck] Okay, hey,
-ignore it. -No, no, no. I want to know
what our kind is.
You tell me, Princess.
-[Buck] Okay. Hey. -Princess? Really?
How about this, Stretch? How about we go outside,
-and I show you princess? -Okay, okay, hey, hey.
-We're not doing this. -[Harley] I'd love to, ladies.
-Eddie, sit down. -No. Why don't you sit down, Buck?
-[overlapping chatter] -Harley, I think it's about time
you and your boys were home annoying your wives.
♪ I want to tell you ♪
♪ Just want to tell you ♪
♪ I didn't mean to say those things ♪
-[entry bell jingles] -♪ That I said ♪
♪ Relax ♪
-♪ Slow down... ♪ -[entry bell jingles]
[Buck sighs]
Look, I-I'm sorry I called you gloomy.
Forget it.
And I'm sorry... I got us lost.
No. You were right. All right?
We both decided to go the back roads.
-[truck engine revving] -What the hell?
These idiots come from?
-[light clacks on] -Whoa.
[tires squealing]
[truck engine revving]
[Buck] Very cool.
-Nice. -Real tough.
-[engine revving] -[tires squealing]
[engine revving]
Oh, hey, watch out. Watch out. Watch out. Ditch.
-[Eddie] Hang on. -[Buck] Uh,
-should I call 911? -You got service?
-No, I don't. -[truck engine revving]
Hang on!
Ah. Come on, man.
-Aah. -[engine revving]
-Hey! [yells] -[yells]
[engine revving]
-[Eddie] Crap! -[tires squealing]
-[thudding] -[glass breaking]
-[gasps] -[monitor beeping steadily]
[groans]
What... what's going on?
-[Eddie groans] -You were in a car accident,
-but you're all right. -[Eddie sighs]
Oh, okay. What about my friend?
-How is he? -[Dr. Kenner] Sorry.
Which friend?
The other guy... in the car.
Evan Buckley. We were driving back
to L.A. together.
Mr. Diaz, you've had a serious concussion.
CT ruled out subdural bleeding,
but some confusion is normal.
Confusion? I mean, what are you talking about?
There was nobody else in the car with you.
You were alone.
[phone whooshes]
Mr. Diaz.
I'm Sheriff Woodson. Deputy Torros.
-Did you find him? -We're still looking.
We've combed a ten-mile radius.
K-9s, ATVs.
Haven't found this Evan Buckley or anybody else.
Then we need more resources.
Why don't you tell me what happened
right before you drove off the road?
We didn't drive off the road.
-We were forced off. -Right. You told
one of my boys a jacked-up pickup truck.
[Eddie] An older model.
With flood lights on the top
and on the grill guard.
-You get a plate? -No.
We were blinded.
But I'm pretty sure I know who it was.
We had a...
I wouldn't say a run-in, at the diner.
These three dirtbags just tried to start something.
It seemed like maybe they were locals.
I see. Well...
...we questioned nine locals from that diner.
What they recall
is you and your... friend, Mr. Buckley--
-We call him Buck. -Cute.
My wife calls me Woody.
What we heard is, you and him had some sort of spat,
escalated to a fistfight.
-No. We had words. -My mistake.
I think we jotted a few of those words, hmm?
"Now you want to murder me. Is that what you want?"
Oh, come on.
No. Do you honestly
believe that I did something to Buck?
I say that?
Did I say that?
Oh, if you did, I missed it.
This is crazy. I--
Talk to the waitress. All right? Talk to the cook.
He's the one that chased those guys out with a shotgun.
All right? You need to find them. You need to question them.
Maybe they took him.
Now why would they want to do that?
Ask them.
Rest assured, we'll follow up any promising leads.
Meantime,
Doc Kenner advised you stay put for a couple days
for an orthopedist
to check your wing.
Deputy Torros will be
right outside if you need anything.
[door closes]
[Chimney] You know it's a rough day at the office
when you go home with a broken back
or a misdemeanor battery charge.
[scoffs] I've seen uglier workplace disputes.
Speaking of, your coworker has
a big day coming up.
Oh, it's in my calendar, scrawled across my walls
-and tattooed to the back of my eyelids. -[laughs]
[phone ringing]
Hey, Edmundo. How's the open road?
You guys kill each other yet?
What? Are you guys okay?
Athena, wait!
No one saw him leave?
There were no witnesses to the crash?
[Chimney sighs] It was a pretty deserted
stretch of road.
-So, who's looking for him? -[Athena] Local authorities
have already searched the surrounding area.
I'm sure they've expanded it by now.
-Maddie, we'll find him. -No, he's out there alone.
Confused and in pain.
[Athena] He could have also been helped.
Someone could have been driving by, picked him up.
Then why hasn't he called?
I don't know, but I don't think we should assume--
What else is there?
He's missing
from a car wreck in the middle of nowhere.
He could be anywhere.
[groans]
[panting]
[groaning]
-[groans] -[footsteps approaching]
Well, I think that these jeans survived,
but I think the blood on this shirt's
gonna be a whole lot more stubborn.
Ah!
-Oh. No, no, no, no. -[Buck groans]
No. Don't try to sit up.
You've had one heck of an accident.
Uh... an accident?
Well, you probably don't remember it now.
How come I'm not in the hospital?
[chuckles] Well, there's nothing they can do for you there
that I can't do for you here, honey.
Lie down. Lie down.
Oh. Whoa.
[metallic jingling]
Hey, I...
-I know you. -[laughs]
Well, I should think so. [laughs]
You work at the diner.
Bonnie. That's your name, isn't it?
Are you playing games with me now, Derek?
-Derek? -Okay, I know you took a spill,
but you can't pretend not to know your own mother.
-My... my mother? -You know what? I always hated
that motorcycle. I thank God that you are still in one piece,
but I will not miss that bike.
Scared me to death every time you got on it.
I think now you know why.
Lady, what are you talking about?
Wh-Where's Eddie?
Who's Eddie?
All right, now, I, um...
I need my phone. Where's my phone?
Well, it was smashed to bits, like the bike.
I don't have a bike.
Yeah, well, not anymore.
-No. I just... [groaning] -No, no. Okay.
-[groaning] -What did I tell you?
Son, you need to be still.
Don't make me tie you down. [sighs]
Everything is gonna be just fine, baby, I promise.
Okay?
Okay. Okay.
[exhales]
-[door closes] -[panting]
[groaning]
[exhales painfully]
[door creaks open]
[panting]
[groans]
[breathing loudly]
[thuds onto floor]
All I can see is where his phone was
the last time he had service.
Now it's either out of range
-or turned off. -Or destroyed.
-What's the location? -Diner off Route 280.
Yeah. That's the place to start.
Only problem is, sheriff's already been there.
And I don't know if he's lazy or just protecting his pals.
Just... he's not taking this seriously.
How much more serious can this get?
[exhales] He thinks I murdered Buck.
What's the name
-of this sheriff? -[Woodson] Yes, ma'am,
I'm sniffing every inch between that diner and the MVC.
But it's big country, and I only got so many dogs.
Then call for backup.
You called me.
Are you my backup?
Do I need to be?
Because you should also be looking
for three persons of interest.
I already spoke to those three persons.
Their stories checked out.
Right now, I'm looking at one guy.
Mid-30s,
we put him on the scene.
No alibi, plus an angry streak.
Sir. Eddie Diaz is no killer.
He's a combat veteran.
You think he never pulled a trigger?
You don't know a thing about the man.
Correct. I only know the 863 residents of Los Nietos.
I got a lot to learn about your friend Edmundo.
You sound like you the king out there,
and maybe you are every other day of the year,
but today?
You're gonna go and do your damn job.
Right after lunch.
[call beeps off]
♪ ♪
[Bonnie sighs] What did I tell you
about staying put?
[sighs] Oh...
[tongue clicks] You're running a little hot.
I-I think I need to see a doctor.
Oh, what do doctors know?
A fever after a car accident...
...could be internal bleeding.
Bone trauma, blood clots.
Well, we will just keep an eye on that.
Why are you doing this?
Where's my friend? Where's Eddie?
I am just doing what any mother would do.
But I do not think what you need now are visitors.
You need to rest.
[metal door slams shut]
Mr. Diaz, you have a new roommate.
Mr. Calderon.
Promise he won't disturb you.
Um, just leave the clothes on the bed.
[curtain scraping]
And you shouldn't be out of bed.
Heading back there right now.
[groans softly]
All right, so, how to get the sheriff
to stop looking at me and start looking for Buck?
Okay, that's why I'm calling.
I'm gonna walk you through exactly what to do.
I already know what you're about to say.
Don't rush in. Don't do anything suspicious.
Actually, I was gonna ask you if there is a window,
because I think you need to go out of it.
♪ ♪
That's not gonna make me look less suspicious.
It will not.
But this isn't about you right now.
It's about Buck.
And you're the only one that we have on the ground there
who can find him alive.
So, we need you to get out there
and figure out who these men in the diner are
before it's too late.
But if I'm-a do this,
I'm gonna need some pants.
So sorry, Mr. Calderon.
[Buck panting]
[drawer slides shut]
[grunts]
[window slides open]
[grunts]
Ah. [groans]
[panting]
-All right, I'm out. -[Athena] How far
is the diner from where you are?
[exhales] Honestly, I have no idea.
Well, you need to get there,
and without attracting
undue attention.
[Eddie exhales] Options are limited.
But there are options.
[panting]
-[electricity crackles] -[screaming]
[moans]
You weren't supposed to get out of bed.
You c... you can't keep me here, Bonnie.
People are gonna be looking for me.
[laughs] People.
People give up.
Like those doctors. They gave up.
They said there was no hope for you.
And look at you now, you're on the mend,
just as handsome as always.
I'm not Derek.
And you know it.
[screaming] Okay! Okay!
Okay, I'm Derek!
[groans] I'm Derek. I'm Derek.
[sobbing] I'm Derek. I'm Derek.
-I'm Derek. -That's better. Mm-hmm.
All right, now, you catch your breath.
[Buck whimpers]
And when I get back, you best be in that bed.
[panting]
I'm Derek.
Derek.
How's our patient?
N-Not a peep.
I think it's time to confiscate his phone
for evidentiary purposes.
And to keep him from getting his friends in L.A.
to bug the crap out of me.
Son of a bitch.
♪ ♪
[bird screeches]
[Eddie sighs]
[groans]
Gracias por llevarme.
-De nada, amigo. -[sighs]
[entry bell jingles]
-[Eddie groans softly] -What can I get you?
Some information, actually.
I was here last night.
There were three guys at that table.
I'm looking to find them. Maybe get their names.
One was about 6'2", 6'3". Denim.
-Baseball cap. -You're describing 90% of our clientele.
They drove a jacked-up pickup truck.
Lot of floodlights.
The cook on duty, he knew them.
That would have been Earl.
-He's not in. -Can you call Earl?
Uh, not and keep my job.
He sleeps days.
Uh, yeah-- well, there was a waitress.
Uh, little bit older.
Maybe she'd remember.
That's Bonnie. Bonnie Sheets.
[bell dings]
-[chef] Order up. -She around?
Off till Wednesday. Sorry.
[Eddie] Do you have her address?
Maybe I can get her number?
Hon,
I can't share somebody else's personal information.
But...
you can have my number.
[Eddie] Sheets.
Bonnie Sheets.
I didn't get the spelling, though.
Sheets.
[grunts]
[keyboard clacking]
Bonnie Sheets, there she is.
She's got a landline, hold on.
[line ringing]
[sighs]
[Maddie] No answer. It went to her machine.
Uh...
-You got an address? -Got that, too.
I'm mapping it.
Okay, she's 18 miles from you, about a 30-minute drive.
Send me the location.
I'll call you when I'm there.
[panting]
[groans]
♪ ♪
[exhales]
[blues music playing]
[sighs]
[Buck in distance] Mom!
Mom.
♪ ♪
I-I thought you forgot about me, Ma.
No.
I'm so hungry.
Will you make me something to eat?
[gasps softly]
I will-- I will.
Of course I will.
But you have to lie down in the bed now, okay?
Okay, Ma.
Go on.
Okay.
[sizzling]
-You need some help, Mom? -[laughs]
Don't be silly.
You know I can balance five platters on one arm
and refill your iced tea at the same time.
Now, I cut it in the diagonal, the way you like it.
But I want you to be careful, 'cause...
the soup is still very hot.
Okay?
-Yeah. -Okay.
-[screams] -[grunting]
-What are you doing? -Lady, I don't want to hurt you!
I don't want to hurt you!
You don't move.
Derek. Where do you think you're gonna go?
There's nothing around for miles!
Baby, you can't survive
in the desert alone!
[groaning]
[grunts, groans]
Hey! Is anyone out there?
[monitor beeping steadily]
[grunts]
[Bonnie] You boys leave any room for dessert?
That all depends, Bonnie.
-What time do you get off work? -[chuckles] Aww.
You're funny, Harley.
Does Lorraine know how funny you are?
-[door opens] -[entry bell jingles]
It smells good.
[Eddie] We're just here for directions.
♪ ♪
[music slows, distorts]
Oh.
You boys find a seat anywhere.
I'll be there in a minute.
-[music playing normally] -Ah... Mm.
You okay?
Table five. You see him?
Yeah, I see him.
I swear, Earl, when he walked in, for a minute...
...I thought it was him.
[Earl exhales]
I-It, it's not him, Bonnie.
[Bonnie] Oh, but it could be.
This time.
Maybe it could be.
♪ ♪
[duct tape tearing]
[Earl] Bonnie, honey?
Listen to me.
We don't have to do this.
Just take him back up to the house,
and I'll fix it so he can't get out of that room, and
-you start over. -[scoffs]
[Bonnie] Too late for that.
-He ruined it. -Yeah,
but you-you were so sure about him.
-[Bonnie] I was wrong. -I just think
-he needs more time. -Look at him, Earl.
How much time do you think he's got?
-He's sick. -[Earl] H-He'll get better.
You'll make him better.
What he needs is a doctor.
-And we can't call a doctor. -Hey, Bonnie...
It's got to be done, Earl.
There is no way around it.
[Earl grunts softly]
[metal clinking]
You know I can't be around for this part.
I know.
Why I divorced you.
You were always weak.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[line ringing]
-[sighs] -Athena's got the name
for someone at the New Mexico state police.
She's gonna rattle some cages.
He's not picking up.
-Who? -Eddie.
I'm going out there.
Maddie...
I'm gonna pack a couple of things
and then I'm gonna get in my car.
He'd do the same for me.
-He did the same for me. -I know.
Okay. Okay.
I'm sorry about Derek, Bonnie.
[gun clicking]
The motorcycle accident...
when did that happen?
[Bonnie] 14 years ago.
[Buck] You didn't even get a chance to say bye.
I know what that's like.
N-Not with a-a child.
I can't even imagine.
But I lost someone, too, last year.
He was like a father to me.
First person who ever saw me as more than just a screwup.
And now he's gone.
And sometimes I don't know who I am without him.
You know, you're the first person I've said that to.
I can't replace him, Bonnie.
I can't bring him back.
Now all I can do is try and let him go.
And that's what you have to do.
You have to let Derek go.
How?
By facing the truth.
Now matter how hard it is.
I'm sorry, I don't know how.
[Earl] Hey!
Someone's coming.
♪ ♪
[groans]
Hello?
Anybody home?
-[distant] Hello? -[Bonnie exhales]
That's your friend, isn't it?
-He survived? -[Earl] We weren't trying
to kill nobody, Bonnie. That was never the idea.
Well, how does he know?
[Earl] He doesn't.
Janelle texted me. He stopped by the diner.
He's looking for Harley, not us.
Hello?
What are we gonna do if he comes down here, Earl?
-[Earl] Well, let's hope he doesn't. -You can't let him.
Please.
He has a son.
Christopher. He's 15 years old.
Eddie's all he has.
I'll do anything.
I'll be Derek.
Just convince him to leave.
[Bonnie] Howdy.
Oh, you here to read the meters?
No. I'm looking for someone.
You waited on my friend and me at the diner last night.
Oh, I surely did, too.
I thought you boys were headed back to Los Angeles.
[Eddie] We were.
We got run off the road.
-Oh, no. -My friend's missing.
Not really?
Yeah.
Looking for those guys that we nearly got into it with
at your diner.
-Seemed like you knew them. -Oh. Yeah.
Harley Wilcox.
Nate and Petey Armstrong were with him.
Does one of them happen to drive an older model,
jacked-up pickup truck, lots of, uh, floodlights?
That sounds about right.
Any idea where I could find them?
Well, they all work out at the oil fields.
[sighs]
You know how to get there?
Sure. Yeah, just... you know the road you came in on?
You just take that back down,
all the way to Country Road Nine,
and then just pull a left, keep going.
You'll see the pumps.
All right, thank you.
Hey, I hope you find your friend okay.
Thanks.
[door opens]
[exhales]
♪ ♪
He's your son, too, isn't he?
You want to let him go, but she won't let you.
That's what this is about for you.
Aw, son, I have long since forgot what this is about.
[gun clicks]
[Bonnie] Well... [sighs]
Guess I can't let you go now.
[gunshot]
[door closes]
[both grunting]
Where's Buck? Is he alive?
Where is he?
[Earl] Let her be!
Take the shot, Earl!
[Eddie] Buck!
-Move. -[Bonnie] Come on.
-You can do this, Earl. -Where the hell's my friend?
-You can do this. I know... -Buck!
-[Eddie] Buck! -Baby...
Shoot.
[electricity crackling]
[gunshot]
[Buck grunting]
[siren wailing in distance]
Buck.
Hey, Eddie. [grunts]
[siren approaching]
[car door opens]
I need to see hands! Empty hands!
[Eddie groans]
[Woodson] Cover them.
Sheriff.
I take it that's your friend.
Yeah, the one I murdered?
Yeah, that's him.
What are you doing here?
Looking for you. Janelle at the Big Griddle
said you were asking after Bonnie.
I just wanted to know why.
I was looking for that.
I didn't think I'd find it here, though.
-Buck. -Hey! Hey!
Arrest me later. Call EMS now!
Look at me, Buck. Look at me, Buck.
-[exhales] -Okay? You're gonna be okay.
[groans]
You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.
You look like hell.
[exhales]
You should see the other guy.
[laughs softly]
I am the other guy. [chuckles]
-Yeah. I know. -[Buck chuckles]
[Chimney] Honey, why don't I just call the Lees?
You know they'll take the kids. I'll go with you.
Don't be ridiculous. You have a firehouse to captain.
I'll call you from the road.
[phone ringing]
Oh, it's an unknown number. Hold on.
Hello?
[exhales]
-It's Buck. -Oh...
Buck.
[crying softly]
Hi.
Hi. [laughs]
[siren wailing]
♪ ♪
[sirens wailing in distance]
What did the doctor say?
[Buck over phone] I'm cleared to travel.
No blood clots yet, no fever.
Uh, he just wants us to stop every 90 minutes
so I can walk around a bit,
-just to be safe. -[Athena] You make sure
you do that, Eddie.
You haven't seen what we're driving yet.
We may both be walking.
Okay, hey, uh, put on the birthday girl.
We might not have service once we hit the highway.
-She's not here. -We can wait.
When's she getting there?
Uh, she's not coming.
She's not coming to her own surprise party?
-Why not? -[Athena] Well, evidently,
Karen planned a surprise birthday weekend in Napa.
Karen didn't tell anybody?
She was afraid I'd ruin the surprise.
Well, yeah, but she knew you had this planned.
No. No, she didn't.
He didn't tell Karen what he was inviting them to.
-Why the hell not? -[Chimney] I was afraid
she'd ruin the surprise.
We could have just waited for a flight?
[Athena] Sure, you could have, but...
you wouldn't have gotten a chance to see the country.
Drive safe.
We'll save you some cake.
Okay. We'll see you in ten hours.
Bye-bye, bye-bye.
Okay. [groans]
You want to talk to Chris?
No, I called him while you were getting snacks.
Not FaceTime, though.
Figure it'd be easier to explain
-the face in person. -Sure.
You ready?
Never readier.
I can't get out of this place fast enough.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Ah...
[groans]
[both grunt]
[both sigh]
[Buck sighing]
Hey, are we sure this thing's gonna make it
-all the way back to L.A.? -[engine starts]
-It's a ten-hour drive. -♪ Carry on, my wayward son... ♪
What could go wrong?
♪ There'll be peace when you are done ♪
♪ Lay your weary head to rest ♪
♪ Don't you cry no more. ♪