 to admit it. You're insane. But you must his heart. Hasler's still beating in the trunk. Hasler is dead and buried. It's not his heart. The Indian, he heard it. He knew it. Stop it. Stop it. You don't hear it. Move. Move. Move. From the trunk. From Hasler's heart. It's in the trunk. I'll show you. What are you... The garage up ahead. We're turning in. Phyllis! I'm asking the attendant to open the trunk to check the spare. And you're not getting out of the car.