One day, Andrea is driving along on a desert highway in America
with her siblings.
Andrea: Why are these cars always playing Chicken?
Jim: Because you're on the wrong side of the road!
Andrea: Oh yeah... I forgot about that...
(Swerves into the correct lane)
Sharon: You're driving too fast!
Andrea: The sign said 100!
Caroline: It said the fine for littering is $100. I believe they want
you to do 55 here.
(Red and blue lights start flashing in the mirror)
Andrea: Look! A light show.
Jim: That's a cop.
(A motorcycle cop zooms up beside the car and motions to the side of
the road.)
Cop: Pull over!
Andrea: (Looks at her shirt) No, it's a blouse, 100 bucks!
Cop: Pull the vehicle over!
Caroline: Oh, you've done it now, Andy.
(She pulls the car to the side of the road.)
Andrea rolls down her window further. The cop takes off his helmet
and walks beside the car.
Cop: License and registration, please.
(Andrea hands him both).
Cop: Looks like you were in a hurry there. You know how fast you were
going?
Andrea: I think so, unless there's something wrong with this gauge
thingy.
Cop: You were also on the wrong side of the road for a while there.
I see you're from Ireland.
Jim: Yeah, we are. We're the Corrs.
(Cop stares at Jim, and Jim shrinks back into his seat.)
Cop: Well, maybe I'll let you off with a warning this time. But slow
it down.
Andrea: Slow what down?
Cop: The car.
Andrea: But we're stopped!
Cop: I mean when you get back on the road.
Andrea: But we don't go on tour for another few months or so!
(Cop rolls his eyes and gives her back the license and registration)
Cop: You all have a good day.
(Andrea starts the car again and stomps on the gas, zooming down the
road)
Caroline: Andrea, the cop is following us again!
Andrea: Oh, darn, they always do that.
Jim: I can see why. (Rolls his eyes)
(Andrea pulls to the side again, Cop walks up.)
Andrea: Let me guess, you want an autograph, right?
Cop: Actually yeah. (Hands his book to her. She signs, and then he
tears it off and give the ticket to her.)
Cop: There's your ticket. Have a nice day.
Andrea: All right! A ticket! What ride? I don't see a theme park on
here anywhere...
Jim: Shh Andrea!
Cop: Have you been drinking lately, Miss Corr?
Sharon: Um, I did a little last night, some last week...
(Caroline puts her hand over Sharon's mouth)
Andrea: No, officer.
(Cop thinks for a few seconds.)
Cop: Okay, you have a good day.
(He gets on his motorcycle and drives off.)
Jim: I'm driving from now on.
Andrea: Why?
Jim: Because I don't want to go to Prison Land, the new Disney park.
Get out.
