- So what are we gonna do now?
- I don't know. Hide the body somewhere and leave it there?
- To stink so bad 'til someone finds this huge bag of chopped body parts? Are you out of your fucking mind?
- Look, I've nothing to do with this okay? You just asked me to drive you and your little package away from the city. If your plan ended with just killing this piece of shit off and the part where you're supposed to plan what you are going to do with the corpse never crossed your mind then it's not my problem anymore. Got that? Now get out of my car.
He takes his eyes away from the rear-view mirror and gets out of the car. He stands by the door, lights a cigarette and looks at the empty field of grass in front of him. What a boring Saturday night, he thinks to himself. Just him and his dead father laughing his ass off in the trunk.
