i found me a room, but it's clear the hell and gone 'cross town. and i think i got a job lined up doin' tune-ups in a texaco station. how you like it at winstead's?
i been here almost a week.
you like the rifle, toby? 'jack,' i mean.
you are one sweet thing, baby: just the sight of you makes my dick hard. he pulls her to him, starting to kiss her. she fends him off, looking worriedly toward the room where toby's light burns.
aw, he won't hear anything. again he pulls her toward him; again she turns her head from the kiss.
shit, baby, i'm sorry. i didn't mean that. i'm just so glad to see you. he slides toward caroline, kisses her. this time she accepts the kiss -- feels she has no choice.