:07:00
-This fog gets me.
-it's your hair in your eyes.
:07:09
What does the speedometer say?
:07:14
Sixty-five.
:07:21
I want to make it eighty and
wipe that grin off your face.
:07:25
I don't like gentlemen
who grin at me.
:07:40
A cop.
:07:41
What?
:07:42
A policeman is chasing us.
:07:46
They make me sick.
:07:53
He wants to talk to you.
:07:57
Drunken driver.
:07:59
A second offence.
Now, I go to jail.
:08:02
Whole family in jail!
Who cares?
:08:16
Having a time for yourself,
aren't you?
:08:20
People like you ought to be in bed.
:08:22
-Drunk, huh?
-Just a minute, officer.
:08:24
No arguments, mister:
you ain't got a leg to stand on.
:08:35
Sorry, but you didn't speak up.
:08:37
That's all right.
:08:38
-Sure you can handle it?
-No trouble.
:08:40
Well, you ought to know.
:08:49
Where's the ticket?
:08:52
He didn't give me a ticket.
:08:57
-What's your name?
-Devlin.