'What's what?' Ted Trezewski said. 'You be good, Duddie. What do you mean? Jonesy asks, afraid for Henry . It had to be the driver of the Mercury, up ahead of them.
George slapped the selector control on the dash, lighting YOU STUPID BASTARD, WHAT DOYOU THINK YOU’RE DOING and I HOPE YOU CRASH & BURN, YOU SON OF A BITCH. It was the voice, Henry thought, of a lunatic. Pete stopped for a moment, up on his aching arms and peering at her, but his interest in her, dead or alive, was not much more than the passing interest he'd felt in his back-turning watch. 'Yeah, that'd be okay,' Beav says.
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