As Alan was driving, he looked at Stuart.

Alan: Would you like some music?
Stuart: Sure. *Turns on the radio*

Song: link

Alan: That's an old song. Switch the station.
Stuart: I never heard of it before.
Alan: Listen to it some other time then.
Stuart: *Sighs, switching the station*

Song: link

Stuart: Hey, here's another song.
Alan: Eh, let's try something else.
Stuart: Okay. *Switches the station*

Song: link

Alan: Here we go.
Stuart: Nice.
Alan: The funny thing is, it's not night yet.

The song started to make Alan think about Camryn.

Alan: I've been trying to get back to her, and yet I haven't even tried to call her.
Stuart: Who?
Alan: My girlfriend. She's probably worried about me.
Stuart: That's good. That means she loves you.
Alan: No. I'm bad to make her worry like that. We need to get back now.

A bullet whizzed through the back window, and hit the radio, turning the song off.

Alan: Goddammit!!
Stuart: *Looks back* Shit!! It's Rocco. He's with eleven other guys in three cars!
Alan: Time to outrun him!! *Floors it*
Rocco: *Continues to shoot at Alan, and Stuart with his Bren machine gun*

2 B Continued