Stormy Encounters

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["Steal My Thunder" by Conner Smith playing on the radio]

Tyler: Yeah, that's my radio.

Faith: What's all this for? Wait, what are you touching back there?

Tyler:Stop.

Faith:You have a lot of stuff in here. Yeah, that... that's a mirror.

Tyler:Oh, God. Ooh. Have you ever been in a car before?

Faith:You got a lot of gadgets.

Tyler:Yeah, yeah, don't touch. There's... there's guards there for a reason.

Faith: What do these do?

Tyler: That's a... Oh! God.

[Sound of explosion]

Faith: Sorry.

Tyler: That's a rocket. Yep. All right, what about these two little ones? Just west of Enid.

Faith: Yeah, but this one to the east has the sky all to herself.

Tyler: Yeah, I'm not falling for that again. You serious?

Faith: Tell you later.

["Steal My Thunder" continues]

Faith: Dew point is steady! Wind shear is good!

Tyler: Holy shit!

Faith: Oh, my God, the whole updraft is rotating!

Tyler: Holy cow!

Faith: I mean, look at those striations! It's low precip! You can see everything! Aw, she's perfect! She's gorgeous.

[Camera shutter clicking]

Faith: [laughing] She's gonna give us something! Come on!

["Steal My Thunder" continues]

Tyler: All right, let's harness up.

[Tyler grunts]

Faith: Uh, we're just gonna drop the trailer in its path, right?

Tyler: I'll tell you later.

Faith: Shit.

["Steal My Thunder" continues]

Faith: Well, you don't have to drive into it. It's really dangerous.

Tyler: Oh, that's why we have to drive into it. Can't miss from in there.

Faith: Oh, shit.

["Steal My Thunder" continues]

Tyler: Now, look, this thing's rated for EF1s, okay? Oh, shit. We got extra weight on the chassis. We got anchoring down two feet. Don't worry. I'm a professional.

Faith: You're an asshole.

Tyler: Hold on. Hold on!

Faith: Oh, Tyler, this is dumb. This is really dumb. This is really dumb.

Tyler: Uh-huh, all right. We got this, Faith. Here comes the kick!

Faith: Oh, God!

["Steal My Thunder" ends abruptly as the wind roars]

Faith: Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!

Tyler: Oh. All right, slowing down. Anchoring. Barrels. Hold on.

[Both laughing]

Faith: Did you see that?

Tyler: I saw it.

Faith: Holy... [laughs]

Tyler: Uh, did it work?

Faith: Oh, right. Uh... So many belts.

[Watching the tornado from the distance ]
Faith: It's not working.

Tyler: Hungry?

Faith: [insects chirping] What if it's the model that's the problem? How do we create a better one?

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