[after hits a bicyclist by a van]
Samuel Faulkner:
Jesus.
[opens the car door]
Samuel Faulkner:
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Are you all right?
Bicyclist:
My leg is broken. Help me.
Samuel Faulkner:
Help! Just stay there.
[Older Woman and waitress comes out of the car and picks him up]
Older Woman:
Are you trying to kill everyone in San Francisco, you asshole? We don't have time for this! My husband's having a heart attack!
[a car door bumps Bicyclist's head, screaming]
Bicyclist:
OW! Where are you taking me?
Older Woman:
Shut up, or I'll break the other leg!
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