Joe: Why are you like this?
Eleanor: Excuse me? Why am I like this? You don't know me, dude. You don't know what I'm like. Look what you made me do, jagoff.
Cart Attendant: [o.s.] Look out!
Eleanor: Uh-oh.
[As Eleanor is about to be struck by a row of shopping carts, a man knocks her out of the way and walks off. The carts are struck by a passing truck.]
Eleanor: Holy crap. I just almost died.