Mary: "Not again… what is WRONG with this stupid thing?"

She gave up and felt her way to the door and out into the hallway. The end of it opened up into her car, and inside there was light. She climbed in and pulled onto the highway.

The radio was playing one of This Velvet Oblivion's songs. She wondered at what point the band had fired James and hired David Spade as the lead singer.

Mary: "Wait, I know this…"

Mary tried to concentrate on what had happened to James. Had he gone to Jamaica? Maybe that was it. A few moments later, she was approaching the broken bridge.

It was unfinished, and the middle section of about six feet was missing. Although the city had run out of money to finish the project, they had decided to open the bridge anyway, since it was fairly easy for cars to jump the gap. Mary hated it, and she wondered why she was always on the opposite side of the bridge from where she needed to be. She took a deep breath and gunned the engine, but as it approached the gap it stalled.

Mary: "SHITFUCKHELLSONOFABITCH!"

She slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. Soon her car was falling through the gap, spinning like a leaf before it hit the water below. Fortunately, Mary was prepared for this sort of disaster. She'd had recurring dreams in which this happened, so she had researched exactly what to do should you find yourself driving off of a bridge. She quickly hit the power windows, rolling them down before she hit, and held her hand over the seatbelt buckle.

The impact didn't have as much force as she had expected, but the car began filling with water and sinking much quicker than she thought it would. She scrambled to unbuckle her seatbelt, but was unable to crawl out the window before the car flipped upside down, hit the bottom of the river and began sinking into the mud at the bottom.

Panic began to set in as she realized she wouldn't be able to get out through the windows, which were filling with mud. She climbed to the back seat, pulling one of them down, and crawled into the trunk, pulling the seat back up behind her to block out the mud.

She kicked furiously at the taillights until she knocked them out of place. Light shone through from the outside, and she could see a police car behind her.

Mary: "HELP ME!"

The police car sped past, the officer behind the wheel hadn't even thrown a glance her way. Behind him was a team of officers on motorcycles, each of them ignoring her as they sped by.

Suddenly everything got dark.

Emily: "I think we're going through a tunnel. Or maybe a cave. That's why the reception's so bad, they'll never hear you."

Emily stood up from behind the driver's seat and walked into the trunk with Mary. She stood at the sink, touching up her mascara. Mary looked at her in alarm.

Mary: "Don't you think you should be watching the road?"
Emily: "It's okay, I've got the cruise control on."
Mary: "But we're driving in reverse!"
Emily: "We're also on the wrong side of the road, so it's okay."
Mary: "I really don't think you should be driving in reverse at 70mph. It's a front-wheel drive!"

Emily just shrugged and began applying lipstick.

Mary: "Listen to me! You have to DRIVE the car or we're going to crash!"
Emily: "I don't feel like driving. I'll drive later."
Mary: "What? You can't just stop driving when you're in the middle of the freeway! And in reverse no less, how are the headlights supposed to work?!"

Emily just shrugged again. Mary grabbed her by the shoulders and started shaking her.

Mary: "DRIVE!"
Emily: "NO!"

Mary closed her fist, pulled back her arm and took a swing at Emily. She continued hitting her, feeling her fists becoming bloody and bruised. Emily simply stood there, Mary's attack having no effect on her.

Mary: "Why won't you just listen to me!?"

Emily shook her head, opened the door, and stepped out. Mary frantically ran to the drivers seat, sat down and slammed her foot to the brake.

The car began spinning on the ice-covered road. Mary fought the urge to close her eyes and did everything she could to get the car under control, but all of her actions simply made the car spin faster.

Finally, it began crashing into the rock walls on either side of the road, slowing down with each hit. Once the car finally came to a rest, Mary stood up and walked to the counter to pay for her purchases.

Clerk: "Just the pears, then?"
Mary: "No, give me a lotto ticket, too. Easypick."

The clerk nodded, then handed Mary her ticket. She turned to the television screen at the corner, where Pat Sajak was reading off the numbers.

Her numbers.

Mary: "Whoa…"

She had matched five of the six numbers already.

Mary: "Ten… ten… ten…"

Pat: "And the last number is… ten!"
Mary: "Holy shit!"

Clerk: "Holy fucking shit, you won! You WON!"
Mary: "I can't believe it!"

The clerk took off his hat and whooped in joy. It was only then that Mary saw the clerk was actually Alexis Denisof. He grabbed her and gave her a passionate kiss. When he released her, she looked down at her lotto ticket, and then back up at him.

Mary: "Aw, shit. I'm fucking dreaming."