[Robbie, Ray and Rachel are fleeing the tripods along the highway]

Where are we going?!

We gotta go! We got to be the only working car around here. I'm not stopping until we are clear.

Clear of what?!

We gotta go!

What is going on?!

You saw! We're under attack!!

[Rachel begins to cry and scream hysterically]

By who?! Who is attacking us?!

Rachel... Rachel you've got to keep it down Rachel!

[Rachel, still crying, starts to hyperventilate]

Rachel! Shut up, Rachael! I can't think!!

You are freaking her out!!

Well, look, I'm driving!! Do something!!

[Robbie turns to Rachel and shows her an arm formation]

Okay, put 'em up, Rache. Make the arms. [Rachel copies the formation, still panicking. Robbie holds her arms] This space right here, this is yours. This belongs to you, right?

[taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself]

Yes...

[reassuring her]

You're safe in your space.

I'm safe in my space...

You're safe in your space. Nothing is going to happen to you in your space.

I'm really scared...

I'm gonna go to the front seat to talk to Dad.

No...

I will be two feet away, okay. Will you hold my hand?

Yes.

Are you gonna be okay?

Yes.