[He taps out a beat against the door with the window rolled down.]

If you see a cart since we're passing by, sure.

[Easily swayed by the contents of his own insides.]

Otherwise, I think we could keep going. Daylight and all.

[Alternating has helped or at least that's what the old man is lead to believe. They're traveling as fast as Freddy's gut let's them go.]

You holding up okay, still?

[Travel talk. Like it's all a-okay not a life on the lamb.]