Airbag

A married couple is driving along a motorway doing a steady 50 miles per hour. The wife is behind the wheel. Her husband suddenly looks across at her and speaks in a clear voice. "Darling," he says. "I know we've been married for 20 years, but I want a divorce".

The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly increases her speed to 55 mph. The husband speaks again. "I don't want you to try and talk me out of it," he says, "because I've been having an affair with your best friend." Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly, and slowly increases the speed to 65. He pushes his luck. "I want the house", he says insistently. She takes the speed up to 70. "I want the car, too." She continues and takes the car up to 75 mph. "And," he says, "I'll, of course, keep all the bank accounts, all the credit cards and the plane." The car slowly starts veering towards a massive concrete bridge. This makes him a bit nervous, so he asks her: "Isn't there anything you want?" The wife at last replies, in a quiet and controlled voice.

"No, I've got everything I need." she says.

"Oh, really?" he asks, "So what have you got?" Just before they slam into the wall at 85 mph, the wife turns to him, smiles and says: "The airbag."