Brian: Come on, we need to get over that bus. We can’t stop… we can’t die here!
He gets out to examine the barrier of twisted metal and broken glass, he wants to make sure there is no way past before they abandon the car. They’ve only drove about 200 meters in it. Tommy begins to pull the bags out, already convinced they’ll be leaving the car behind. Sarah, keeping one eye towards the bottom of the hill and the quickly approaching horde, takes her bag and drags it along the road towards the bus. Then stops. Dropping it in frustration: We can’t take these, they are too heavy. They’ll only slow us down.
Brian looks at all 3 bags, then points at the one she was carrying.
Brian: Is that