Kristen: I'm out of cigarettes.
James Hoyt: I'll go get you some more.
Kristen: I didn't... I didn't mean that. You don't have to. I'll just go to sleep. I'm tired anyway.
James Hoyt: No you won't.
Kristen: I'll try.
James Hoyt: It's all right. I want to drive for a little while anyway.
James Hoyt: I was thinking while you were taking a bath. I want you to take the car tomorrow.
Kristen: What do you mean?
James Hoyt: I don't think a road trip is a good idea right now.
Kristen: What are you thinking?
James Hoyt: Since we've been here, I haven't heard a dog bark... or a car pass. Nothing. Just us and them.
Kristen: James, we need a gun. Does your dad have a gun?
James Hoyt: Kristen, I'm looking! There was one here when I was a kid. He always hid it.
