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A good chunk of this story is shots of her driving around looking worried...
...shots of the car driving along dark, lonely roads...
...and periodic encounters with creepy guys.
Say... it looks like she really has the munchies. Just what kind of cigarettes are those?
In the end, the family is reunited: Mommy, Daddy, and a carton of cigs.
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