After spending the morning shopping the Magnificent Mile, eating cheeseborgers, cheeseborgers, cheeseborgers (the real deal!) on Navy Pier, The Elite Eight came to the unanimous conclusion that we had done all we wanted to do, and it was time to go home. So we left Chicago, returned the rental car, pulled up stakes at the last campground, and boarded the fun bus one last time.
Thelma: You awake?
Louise: Guess you could call it that, my eyes are open.
Thelma: I’m awake too. I feel awake.
Louise: Good.
Thelma: I feel really awake. I don’t recall ever feeling this awake. You know? Everything looks different now. You feel like that? You feel like you got something to live for now?*
Louise: Drive for as long as you can–if you get tired you can always lay down in the back.
Thelma: You mean on the sheets with the bloody nose, exploded diaper and ground zero of the mystery rash?
Louise: That’d be the one.
Thelma: I think I’ll keep driving.**
Not exactly margaritas by the sea, but we made it to a Courtyard in Indianapolis.
*Actual original screenplay lines.
**Actual proposed sequel lines.
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