Jack likes two things most of all in this world: gratuitious violence and the company of a beautiful woman. The nature of his world has conspired against him so far that he's never been able to really combine the two, before. Which he'd always been fine with, for never having known any different.
But that's why he's especially excited as he drives the Coraline through Nebraska. A band called
Skyclad is playing through the speakers and he's whistling along cheerfully.