"Good. It's a grand total of one and a half miles," says Ray. "Shouldn't take long at this time of day."

It's just Ray and Ryan in the car t his time, mostly for safety's sake. After all, someone's got to make sure Egon gets the chickenbane down his throat okay. Not to mention that Ray drives like the less talented of the two Blues Brothers. At least it's mostly a straight run down Broadway.

The observant might note that although they are a full avenue block to the west, the route runs past both the towers of the World Trade Center.