on the eight-hour bus trip from guayaquil to quito, they showed two jean-claude van damme movies: death warrant and nowhere to run. i fell asleep before the first movie ended and woke up halfway through the second one, so i thought it was just one movie. how, i wondered, did jean-claude get out of prison and onto that farm? what happened to that mysterious red stuff he found in the pen? how did he end up on a tractor, pushing a giant barrel of water onto a flaming propane tank and saving the day? when megan told me that they were actually two different movies, i was much less interested.