- Whistler, you've got to do it. - Do what?

You gotta drive. l'll talkyou through it. Now, hury.

D-D-Drive what?

Okay, Bish.

There's a gate about 30 yards behind you.

Put it in reverse and floor it.

Did l ever tell you why l had to leave the CIA?

[ Mother] N-No.

Uh, what's reverse?

Uh, one down.

My temper.

[ Screeching ]

Wow!

Uh, Crease, where's Whistlergoing?

Uh, Bish? l'm going backwards.

You're doin' fine. Doin' fine.

[ Yelling ]

Now, hit the brakes!

Now! [ Screeching ]

Okay, put the gearshift down two notches.

Down two notches.

[ Martin ] Turn left. floor it.

- l-l-l'm going forward. - Do-- Uh, uh, straighten out.

- Oh, what was that? - Okay, keep comin'.

Oh, God, l'm driving! l'm driving!

[ Yelling ] No, don't do that. l'm driving!

[ Martin ] Whoa, whoa! Go left!

Uh, my-- My left. Right.

Go right! Right! Ri--

lt's okay.

Beautiful! Keep comin'. Keep comin'.

Now, you're gonna go down a vey gentle slope.

Okay, fine. Great. No problem.

[ Yelling ] Oh boy!

Doin' okay. Five more seconds...

and stop.

[ Groaning ] l think l'll stop right here.

[ Liz Laughing ] Whistler, thatwas great!