Holy shit! Look at that guy on the wrong side of the highway! He's going to kill somebody!...

Screaming Driver: [late at night on the highway, Del is unknowingly driving in the opposite lane while a couple drive alongside him notice] Holy shit! Look at that guy on the wrong side of the highway! He's going to kill somebody! Screaming Driver's Wife: Oh, my God! Screaming Driver: [honks his horn and rolls his window down to get their attention] Hey! Hey! [Del notices and honks back in retaliation] Neal: [waking up from the noise] Hey, what's going on? Del: Some joker wants to race. [Neal turns to look at the man who's now sticking his arm out his window making a turning motion] Del: Turn around! Neal: [turns to Del] Don't race. It's ridiculous. Del: [to the Screaming Driver] All right, come on. Let's go! Let's go! Screaming Driver: Put your window down! Neal: He wants something. [he rolls down his window] Del: Egh, he's probably drunk. Screaming Driver: You're going the wrong way! Neal: [leans his head out the window] What? Screaming Driver, Screaming Driver's Wife: You're going the wrong way! Neal: [makes a nod making like he understands and sits back straight in his seat, to Del] He says we're going the wrong way. Del: Oh, he's drunk! How would he know where we're going? Neal: [agreeable] Yeah, how would he know? [turns to the couple, mockingly waves and says] Neal: Thank you! Thanks a lot! Terrific! Del: [also mocking] Thank you! [honks horn a couple times and laughs] Del: What a moron! Screaming Driver: You're going in the wrong direction! [Del imitates a drunkard drinking and acting buffoonish] Screaming Driver, Screaming Driver's Wife: YOU'RE GOING TO KILL SOMEBODY! [Neal looks back out the window again and looks at the street, noticing that it's not the shoulder but the middle of the highway that is to his right, looks up at the couple] Screaming Driver, Screaming Driver's Wife: YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY! Neal: [eyes bulge, finally realizing the problem, he turns forward to find two semi-trucks side by side coming straight for them, Neal is so panicked he can't even talk loud enough] Truck. Truck. Truck! Truck! Del: [too busy to notice the oncoming vehicles, looking at Neal, shaking his shoulder to get his attention] What? What? [Del looks forward to see the two semi-trucks coming head on, the two scream as they manage to squeeze their way through the gap in between them]