(He keeps walking towards the shack, eventually stopping in the shade of a half demolished house to sit down. He’s in agony now, hands and wrists hurting almost more than his legs)
(He picks up his radio and tunes to Teeks)
Hey… Teeks? Is Wicked with you?
Wicked’s here, what’s up?
Can I speak to them please?
Yea, just wanted to say hello. And ask if you’re okay.
I’m okay, just a little sunburnt. Whiskey tried to kidnap me again! I got away this time, all by myself!
She what?! That’s good, really… well done. I- I’m proud of you… I’m gonna go now, but maybe I’ll see you soon?
Come over and visit! I miss you…
(The radio cuts out, and he rests for a while before getting up again. He’s back walking in the direction of the shack, almost regretting not taking the car)