Man: Honey. Do you know what time Katie will be home?

Woman: Uh, she should be here any minute. She took the car to pick up something from the store.

 

Man: Okay, I was just a little worried that . . . Man, what was that? Oh, no. The car! She drove over the mailbox and hit a tree in the front yard. Ah, the car!

 

Woman: Well, just don't stand there blabbing all day. Let's go out and see if Katie's okay.

 

Man: Ah, my car.

 

Woman: Honey, are you okay?

 

Daughter: Oh, mom. I'm so sorry. I can't believe this is happening.

 

Man: Oh, my car!

 

Woman: Forget your car!

 

Man: Driving with the cell phone. I know.

 

Daughter: It wasn't that at all. Don't jump to conclusions.

 

Man: Oh, yeah.

 

Daughter: Dad . . . uh, mom. It's not like that at all. I mean, as I was pulling into the driveway, something rolled from under the seat and got stuck under the brake pedal . . . the gas pedal . . . I, I don't know, and I couldn't stop the car. And then I accidentally hit the gas when I wanted to brake, and I hit the mailbox.

 

Woman: Uh, I think I know what the problem was. Honey, did you put those golf balls away like I told you? The ones YOU put under the driver's seat . . . the ones I told you would get in the way.

 

Man: Man, I thought I got those.

 

Daughter: Plus, Mom, the windshield wipers on the car didn't work, so I couldn't see very well in the rain.

 

Woman: Didn't you get those fixed?

 

Man: Uh, I've been meaning to get those repaired.

 

Daughter: And mom. I was going to use the car this weekend to go camping with my friends, but now my plans are ruined. My friends are going to hate me. What am I going to do?

 

Woman: Hon, yeah, what IS your daughter going to do? It appears that it's mainly your fault for the accident and that she's in such a jam.

 

Man: My fault? Hey, why don't you just invite your friends over for pizza? I'll buy.

 

Daughter: Mom, we've been planning this weekend for months. I need a car.

 

Woman: Hon.

 

Man: What? I mean, man, what a predicament! That's tough.

 

Woman: I think what your dad is trying to say is that you can take his new Jeep.

 

Daughter: Yeah, awesome.

 

Man: What?

 

Daughter: Yes!

 

Man: Wait, not my new Jeep. I don't even have 500 miles on it.

 

Daughter: Four-wheeling through the mud, over big rocks and in deep ruts in the road . . . if there IS a road.

 

Man: Ah.

 

Woman: You love your daughter, don't you?

 

Man: Ask me after she returns from the trip.

 

Daughter: Ah, Dad. I'm going to call my friends to let them know of the good news. Thanks, Dad, I knew I could count on you.

 

Man: Yeah, but make sure wrecking the car doesn't become a routine activity.

 

Daughter: Dad!

1. in front of the house

2. excessive speed

3. She won`t have a car to drive over the weekend.

4. He suggests she invite friends over to eat.

5. The father reluctantly loans his car.