Inside, things are pretty bad. The TV is on, but Maggie "Sally Field" Wyczenski isn't looking at it. Empty beer bottles are scattered around the room. Sally's lying on the bed, which has been stripped of its linens; she's gathered the sheets and blankets around herself in a little nest. She puts her hand up before her eyes to block the shaft of light from the open door. Lisa opens the curtains and sits on the bed. She lays a hand on Sally's arm and breathes, "Mom." Sally peeks at her and grunts, "God. Abby." Lisa presses her lips together.
In the motel-room bathroom, Lisa runs water in the tub while Sally droops on the toilet -- on the tank of which, by the way, are more empty beer bottles. Lisa moves over to Sally and starts undressing her; Sally flinches, but doesn't fight. Sally's clothes, by the way, are filthy. If that undershirt started out white, it's been through some tough times since then. Lisa asks whether Sally has any clean clothes. Sally doesn't answer. Lisa asks whether Sally knows where she is. Sally says she's in a motel. Lisa asks where the motel is, and Sally correctly replies that it's in Oklahoma. Carter knocks on the door and asks how Sally is; Lisa says she's "oriented, no focal findings." She asks him to bring in Lisa's bag from the car. Lisa asks Sally to raise her arms so that Lisa can take off Sally's undershirt. Sally protests, but she's too limp to present much of a challenge.
Outside, Carter's got the trunk open when his cell phone rings. He answers, asks who it is, and tells the caller that they're at the hotel, but that he hasn't seen Sally yet. He finishes by saying, "Yeah, I will." He hangs up and closes the trunk, whereupon he spots a couple of walking, talking stereotypes lurking outside Sally's room and staring at Carter. "What?" Carter asks. Yokel #1 flicks his head toward Sally's door and asks, "You related to her?" Carter doesn't answer, and heads inside, glaring as he walks past. I'm not sure whether we're supposed to gather from this question that, when Sally got very low, she slept with one or both of these guys for candy money. I have no frame of reference. You see, my mom never holed up in a hotel room after riding around with a trucker for god only knows how long. And I've always been grateful for that.
In the motel room, Carter listens at the bathroom door, hearing splashing. He tentatively knocks and calls to Lisa that he'll set her bag on the bed. She thanks him. He adds that Luka called, and said that Lisa could call him that night. Okay, here's a question: if that was Luka on the phone, why did Carter ask who it was? How many thickly accented Croatians are in the habit of using Carter's private cell-phone number? Cut to the bathroom; the tub is full, and Sally's sitting in it, hugging her knees, as Lisa wrings out a washcloth. Carter offers to go to a nearby diner and bring back some food. Lisa asks him to get some "eggs, maybe? And some toast." Carter says he'll be back, and waits for an answer. Getting none, he asks Lisa whether she'll be okay by herself. See, Luka would never leave Lisa alone with Sally. There's a long silence, after which Carter prompts her, again, for an answer. Impatiently, Lisa calls, "Yep!" Sally rests her chin on her knees. Lisa pets her head, and asks her to lean it back. Sally refuses, and then complies. Lisa pats at Sally's head with the washcloth. Sally seems to be crying, but it's hard to tell.