Eric: [to video camera] It turns out there is no spare tire. And uh... It's, like, pitch dark out here. [rustling sound] Hello? Hello? Okay, there's definitely someone out there, and I don't know who, but I think it's a pretty safe bet to say that it's probably a convict with a hook for a hand. Hello? Okay, okay, buddy. You come one step closer, I got a tire iron. And I'll just give it to you if you'll go away.
Leo: Hey, dude. What are you doing here, man?
Eric: Leo, what are you doing here?
Leo: It's like the universe wanted us to find each other, man.
Eric: Yeah.
Leo: So, do I know you, man?