Elizabeth – Listen, I never hitchhiked before. I just wanna be careful. Can I ask you something?
Nick – Sure.
Elizabeth – Are you weird?
Nick – (looks at her) Yes I am. Yes, I am weird.
Elizabeth – You’re weird. (starts laughing) Thank God you’re weird. The last ride I had was so normal it was disgusting. He picked me up in Santa Barbara. By the time we got to Carmel, he wanted to marry me.
Nick – Oh yes. I thought you never hitchhiked before.
Elizabeth – (pauses) Not before last week. You’re my… thirteenth ride.
Nick – Great! Weird and unlucky.
Elizabeth – We’ll see…
(in The Fog de John Carpenter)