Meanwhile FBI agent Ernst Maxwell was hot on their trail with Shane's beloved wife Chrissy in tow. "Maybe she can talk some
sense into that ......., I know he is innocent, but he's dumb as a box of rocks," Agent Maxwell thought to himself as he barreled his black-on-black SUV toward Sioux City, Iowa (nowhere near New Germany, MN and the OSDIY
shop). After gathering their few possessions from the Corn Cob Motel, Shane and Billie Bob jumped in the boosted '86 Fleetwood Brougham and headed, once again, in the direction of Tapachula.
"Yer really tried ta der me dirty, Shane!" Billie Bob shouted as they raced down the interstate in the Merlot Cadillac. "As long as we done known each erther? And weez kin too!" she expounded. Shane said nothing, feeling trapped and helpless he just sat there as Billie Bob went on. "I'll let 'er slide dis time but Ima gonna kep my eyes glued to yer. We oughta name this puppy, she's a speed demon," Billie Bob said referring to the Caddie. "How's bout we name it Blaine...." Billie Bob was saying proudly just as Shane shouted, "Shut up! SHUT UP! Who cares, we're done for....and it's all on you!"
They argued on, screaming back and forth at one another all the way down the highway as they passed the sign which read
Welcome to Topeka . As they continued, unbeknownst to them, an obscure SUV sped into town coming from the east.