Hattie, get in the car.
We're all going.
Not you.
Just the girl.
I said, we're all going.
Disable the car. I need the girl alive.
What the hell did you do, Hattie?
A big brother lecture now, really? Huh?
I injected myself. I didn't have a choice.
He was gonna take it.
Program intercepting vector.
You might wanna...
Might be time for some curls.
Let go of me.
Very good.
You wanna tell me
just what in the fresh turkey hell we're dealing with here?
Long story.
He's a ghost. Supposed to be dead.
Eight years ago, I put a bullet through his brain.
Great, so we're being chased by the Terminator.
I don't think he's gonna make it.
Well, I don't think he can see over the steering wheel.
Buckle up, fat boy, I'm gonna save your life again.
You want a war, then?
Okay.
Okay, ride's over. We gotta lose this car.