Stephen:
We've got to find more fuel. Maybe closer to Cleveland.
Roger:
No. We've got to stay out of the big cities. If they're anything like Philly, we may never get out alive.
Peter:
We may never get out of any place alive. We almost didn't get out of here.
Roger:
We're getting out of here fine. As long as there's not too many of those things around, we can handle them easy.
Peter:
Yeah, well it wasn't one of those things that nearly blew me away.
Roger:
We gotta stay in the sticks! There's bound to be more of those little private airports upstate.
Stephen:
There's the locks along the Allgheny. There's several fuel-pumping stations there, state- and private-owned.
Roger:
No, those are probably still manned. We don't need those hassles either.
Stephen:
They're just out after scavengers and looters.
Peter:
Oh, you got papers for this limousine?
Stephen:
I've got GON I.D., and so does Fran.
Peter:
Right, and we're up here doing traffic reports! Wake up, sucker! We're thieves and we're bad guys. That's exactly what we are. We gotta find our own way.
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