Carl reaches out and punches Patrick's arm. We were best friends once. Nothin' can stop us now that were back together. They shake hands grabbing each other's forearms, then get into the truck. 7 Carl and Patrick get into the front of the truck.
Curtains block off the view to the back of the truck.
He hands Carl a .38 caliber, snub-nose pistol. Carl checks to see that it's loaded, then spins the cylinder. By the way, Tom backed out, but I got another driver. Tom was all set. He just called and crapped out.