Pete Siekovich: You don't get much rain on a road to Hell. You hear all kinds of stories... like in China and India. They got trains there; in Russia, they got tram lines. And in Mexico, it's old buses on dusty roads. Always at night.
(driving through Hell)
Pete Siekovich: By the time we get to the next truck stop, the rain'll be stopped, anyway.
Johnny Davis: Truck stop? Here?
Pete Siekovich: Wherever you got truck drivers, Johnny, you got truck stops.
Elderly Woman: Why are you doing this?
Johnny Davis: I'm just doing my bit, lady. I remember this story back in Sunday School about how between the Crucifixion and the Resurrection, Christ spent some time in Hell, rescuing the righteous, the ones that didn't belong. "Harrowing Hell," they called it. Guess you could say I'm just following an old tradition... harrowing Hell.
Narrator: Centuries ago, Hell was reached by chalk-white horses pulling shuttered coaches; by Spanish galleons borne on black sails through uncharted seas. Legend has it Leonardo da Vinci was once commissioned to build a flying machine to carry souls to Hell, but it never returned from its maiden flight. But along this particular road to Hell lies redemption for the damned as well as for drivers who have found work... in the Twilight Zone.