Thelma: I had a suggestion that we go to the police, but you didn't like that, so frankly, Louise, I'm out of ideas.
Louise: Well, what's the big rush, Thelma? I mean, if we give 'em enough time, they'll come to us.
Thelma: I don't remember ever feeling this awake.
Thelma: Louise, no matter what happens, I'm glad I came with you.
Thelma: Wait. What? You wanna go to Mexico from Oklahoma, but you don't wanna go through Texas?
Louise: Thelma, you know how I feel about Texas! We're not going that way.
Thelma: Yeah, I know, Louise, but we're running for our lives. I mean, can't you make an exception? I mean, look at the map! The only thing between Oklahoma and Mexico is Texas! Look.
Thelma: Come on, Louise. Don't blow it.
