All language subtitles for knight rider s03e17

Do you have any idea
why someone would wanna
kill to stop this race?

Jamie, get down!

(man)
Now cancel the race
before it's too late.

They're well-known
crime figures in Detroit.

(Mr. C)
That's very nice.

The nineteenth hole.

(Michael)
KlTT, this is the place...

they bury people
when they get in their way.

Jamie.

(announcer on PA system)
Car seven and 12
to the starting line.

Go!

[tires screeching]

(KITT)
The road up ahead.
What about it?

There's a high voltage wire
stretched across it.

(male narrator)
Knight Rider, a shadowy flight
into the dangerous world...

of a man who does not exist.

Michael Knight,
a young loner...

on a crusade to champion
the cause of the innocent...

the helpless, the powerless...

in a world of criminals
who operate above the law.

(Jamie)
lt's called
the Marberry Grand Prix.

l don't care what
it sounds like. lt's spelled
P-R-l-X, not P-R-E-E.

lt's French.

What am l supposed to do
with 5,000 fly sheets
spelled wrong?

Okay, George. Thanks.
l'll see you in half an hour.

P-R-l-X. Right.

She just left.

[honking]

[car tires screeching]

[screaming]

[groaning]

[coughing]

(KITT)
Michael, you're awfully quiet
this morning.

Just appreciating
the countryside, pal...

just appreciating
the countryside.

Kind of reminds me
of when l was a kid, you know?

Lazy days, green hills,
streams full of catfish...

Mary Lou.

For some reason, I can't
visualize you as a child.

Then again, I can't visualize
myself as one, either.

lt's probably
because you never were.

As a child, would I still
have all my functions?

Would I still be able
to turbo boost?

Yeah, but you'd have to
start off small,
like maybe over wagons.

Station wagons?
Toy wagons.

In that case, I'm glad
I never had to
experience childhood.

[phone beeping]

(KITT)
Devon's calling.

Yo, Devon.

Hello, Michael.

I see you're not far
from the town of Marberry.

Marberry?

Couldn't prove it by me.
What's up?

The granddaughter
of an old friend of mine...

is the editor-publisher
of the local paper there.
l'm way ahead of you.

You want me to drop by
and pick up the latest edition
as a keepsake...

because l've been on the road
for three days straight...

and you wouldn't dream
of giving me
another assignment.

Michael.
You would.

(Devon)
She's sponsoring
a local event.

For some reason...

she's convinced
that someone's tried
to kill her this morning.

It may be nothing,
but I'd never forgive myself
if I was wrong.

l'm on my way.
l'll get back to you.

KlTT, plot us a course
to Marberry.

Marberry, Michael?
You heard me, Marberry.

And give me
whatever you've got
on that little town.

Right away, Michael.

According to my data,
Marberry is a quiet, peaceful
retirement community.

Welcome, Benji.
lt's been a long time, Joey.

[both laughing]

Too long,
my good friend.

ls Mr. C here yet?
No, but soon. Soon.

[car tires screeching]

What's that?
They're here
for some kind of race...

but don't worry, Benji.
We're dealing with it.

Hmm.

The nineteenth hole,
old friend?

[both laughing]

The nineteenth hole.

Get there first!

(Michael)
A quiet, peaceful
retirement community?

(KITT)
Bonnie meticulously revises
my databanks regularly.

Is it possible
we're in the wrong Marberry?

l don't think so.
lt seems to me...

Marberry has changed
its image, partner.

None for the better
if you ask me.
Is nothing sacred?

Isn't there anywhere safe
from fast cars
and rock and roll?

You tell me. You're the one
with the meticulously
revised databanks.

ls that thing blown?
(KITT)
I beg your pardon.

Not now, KlTT.
l beg your pardon.

You know, blown
as in supercharged.

Does it matter?
Only if you wanna win.

l'll let you know.

What's that funny,
little red light in front?

That is
an automatic garage
door opener.

[exclaiming]

Can you tell me
where l can find the sponsor?

Right over there.
lt's winner take all.

ln case you're interested,
that was my nickname
in high school.

Winner?
All.

The wisdom of youth.

Hi, Daisy.
Bye, Red.

Ain't seen you around before,
dude.

Let's take a look
at your horses.
I beg your pardon.

[grunting]

There's more than one way
to open a tin can.

We'll see about that.

Thank you.

Business looks good.

[sighing]
Wanna sign up?
Maybe later.

Are you Jamie Downs?
Yeah. Why?

My name is Michael Knight.
Devon Miles asked me
to drop by.

So soon? Thanks.
You're welcome.

Can we maybe
go someplace and talk?

l wasn't expecting you
till later...

and there's no one here
to relieve me.

That's okay.
l'll just check into a hotel,
clean up...

and come back
when you're finished.

Sounds good,
except you won't find a motel.

Filled already?

No, they just won't
rent to racers.
No problem. l'm not a racer.

When can we meet?

How about my house,
say, 9:00?

[car tires screeching]
Terrific. Address?

Oh, yeah.

[car engine revving]

You're shaking.

Whatever it is,
it'll be okay.

Yeah.

(KITT)
I'd prefer it if you'd kindly
keep your hands to yourself.

[snickering]
Open, Sesame.

Who do you think you are?
Ali Baba?

l ain't through
with you yet.

The sign says,
''No vacancy.''

Well, if you're all filled up,
how come there's no cars
out there?

Look, if it makes
any difference to you,
l am not a racer.

No wild parties. No pets.

Read my lips.

[inaudible]

Now leave
before l call the police.

What is it about your attitude
l don't like?

l've got it. l've got it.
lt's your attitude.
Take off, punk.

Transfer my calls
to the young lady's room.
Yes, Mr. Rome.

l said, ''Take off, punk.''
l know. l heard you.

Well, you're still here.

l have
some unfinished business
with the manager here.

Any unfinished business
you got is with me.

Now, one more word out of you,
and you're gonna wish
you were never born.

One more word out of you,
and you'll wish
l never was, either.

On second thought...

l really don't like
this motel very much.

[grunting]

[crickets chirping]

(Jamie)
You want more coffee?

(Michael)
No, thanks. Go ahead.

That's about it.
When l found out l'd inherited
the Marberry Times...

l took a week off
and came out to sell it,
and instead l fell in love.

With Marberry?

[both laugh]

Does that sound
a little strange?
Yeah, l guess it does.

No. No, it doesn't.

l'll tell you
what sounds strange is
what's been happening to you.

Jamie, when did
the threats begin?

The day after l announced
l was gonna stage
the first Marberry Grand Prix.

l contacted
the Racing Association
of America...

and they gave me
their blessing.

Not only that, but they agreed
to underwrite...

the cost of building
a permanent course...

if this first race
was successful.

Michael, this town
could use the business.
Believe me.

l thought the people
would be enthusiastic.

At first, l just thought
it was a crank caller.

Until this morning.

Jamie, who owns
the Marberry Motel?

l don't know.
l never thought about it. Why?

l don't know.
l had something
very strange happen.

Do you have any idea
why someone would want
to kill to stop the race?

l've asked myself
that question
a thousand times.

[phone ringing]

Wait a minute.
KlTT, trace this call,
will you, pal?

Right away, Michael.

You don't think....
l don't know. Go ahead.

Hello?

(man)
This is your last chance.

Now cancel the race
before it's too late...

or it'll be canceled
for you tomorrow.

He hung up.
Did you get it?

(KITT)
I'm tracing it now.

Michael, there's a man
in a car slowing up outside...

and he's paying
undue attention
to Jamie's house.

Okay, let's check it out.
l'll be right back.

There's the car now.
l see it, buddy.

I've completed
the trace, Michael.

The call came from a pay phone
at the Marberry Motel.

My favorite place, huh?
First, let's check
this guy out.

[car tires screeching]

(KITT)
My sensors detect...

an electronically activated
device.

Where?

The undercarriage
of Jamie's car.

[tires screeching]

Jamie, get down!
What?

Get down! Get down!

(Michael)
Welcome to the Marberry Hotel.

Michael, what is it
about that place
that bothers you so much?

For one thing,
the clientele.

And for the second, the fact
that that call was made
from there last night.

You think that the person
who wants to stop this race
is staying there?

l don't know.

You don't know,
or you don't wanna tell me?

Jamie, the call was made
from a public phone.

lt could've been a guest.
lt could've been a passerby.
l don't know.

You let me
worry about that, okay?

Right now, you worry
about making...

Marberry's first Grand Prix
a real big success, okay?

Mmm-hmm.

What are you gonna do?
First, drop you off.

l'm gonna check out
the competition...

to see if there's
anyone in the race
who shouldn't be there.

[clanking]

[revving]

(KITT)
Michael, really, asking me
to qualify for a car race...

is like asking Reggie Jackson
if he knows how to throw
a forward pass.

(Michael)
Remind me to have Bonnie
check out your sports chip.

Besides, I don't understand
why we're entering it
in the first place.

Because my guess is,
having failed
to discourage the sponsor...

they're gonna work
on the contestants...

and l wanna be close enough
to make sure nobody gets hurt.

Keep your eyes open.
All right, Michael...

but it would certainly help
if I knew
what I was looking for.

[people clamoring]
As soon as l find out,
you'll be the first to know.

ln the meantime,
give me hard copies
on the racers...

and run them through
your image databank.

Whatever you say,
Michael.

Hi.
Hi.

lf you're looking
to enter the race,
you can sign up over there.

Thank you very much.
Next qualifying heat's
in an hour.

With a little luck,
we might be up
against each other.

You know, l can't think
of anyone in this entire world
l'd rather be up against.

[car engine roaring]

Thanks again, Daisy.

Hey, dude.
Yo.

That T-top of yours looks
a little light in the horses.

That's because
he's a jumper, hot dog.

[camera clicking]

I do hope this Rooster
doesn't damage
my XK-100 thermal printer.

Okay, dude,
time to open you up.

[whirring]

[beeping]

(KITT)
Back to your barnyard,
Rooster. I have work to do.

[tires screeching]

Michael, what's wrong?

l just tried to call Jamie,
and her service said...

she went
to the Marberry Motel.

[camera clicking]

Nick, it's good to see you,
my good friend.
And you, too, Joey.

[speaking German]

Nick, you will sit here
on Mr. C's left...

and, Benji,
you will sit there
on Mr. C's right.

lt will be good
to see him again.

What do you want?

l was just....
Who are you?

Who are you?
[stuttering]
l was just coming down to--

Oh, honey, there you are.
l have been looking
all over for you.

How are you?
We just got married...

and this is our honeymoon.

She must have thought
that was our honeymoon suite.

Maybe you don't know
how that is. Honey, please
tell this man how that is.

Happiest day of my life.
Happiest day of her life.
You know, first....

l know that voice.

We would love to invite you
up for a drink...

but you know how that is.
Go, will you? Go.

What's happening?
What's going on?

KlTT, meet me outside
and hurry it up!

[engine revving]

Michael, l've heard
of automatic drive,
but this is ridiculous!

Would you
just get in the car?

lncredible, huh?

(Jamie)
lt was incredible.

Michael, every time
l turned around, there was
another limo pulling in.

And the faces,
it was like watching...

an old gangster movie
coming alive.
Jamie.

l wonder what was in
those attach� cases.

Jamie, will you listen to me?
l'm serious now.

l don't want you taking
any more chances like that.

Michael, come on.
l'm a trained reporter.

You're also a girl
who's been run off the road...

who's had her car
blown up.

l mean, what is this?
Last night you were
scared to death.

And the reason
l was scared to death
has something to do...

with what's going on
in that motel. l'm sure of it.

Okay, l'll find out
what's going on there...

but l want you to promise me
you will not go back there
again, not alone.

Michael, what gave you
that idea about the honeymoon?

You don't wanna hear
a word l say, do you?

Well, what gave you the idea
about the honeymoon?

Just the product
of a fertile imagination.

lt's the best kind.

Have a safe race.

(announcer on PA system)
Drivers in cars 7
and 12. Seven and 12.

All right.

(KITT)
You forgot your passive
laser restraint seatbelt.

Thanks for reminding me.

Do you think the heat
will be sabotaged?

According to last night's
phone call, it will be.

(Michael)
Let's be ready for anything.

[car tires screeching]

Take a good look, dude.

The only thing
you'll be seeing from here on
is my exhaust.

Drivers ready? Go!

Car number 1 2, get going!
Here we go.

What did you find out
about our competition?

(KITT)
They're not exactly
what you'd call...

pillars of the community,
Michael...

but except for
a few outstanding
traffic citations...

and one or two arrests
for disturbing the peace...

none of them has ever been
in any serious trouble
with the law.

Well, l was hoping for
something more. l'll try
to hide my disappointment.

[tires screeching]

[car engine roaring]

(KITT)
Michael, the road up ahead.
What about it?

There's a high voltage wire
stretched across it.

Any chance
of neutralizing it?

Negative, Michael,
and if Rooster's car
hits the wire...

he'll be incinerated.

Then we've gotta
get to it first.
Let's move it.

He's in our way, Michael.
We can't get around him.

You're not gonna
try to turbo boost
at this speed? You are.

Michael,
we are going to hit it.

See you around, dude!

What's that strange music?

(KITT)
It was caused
by the high voltage current...

surging through
my laser modulator.

Well, turn it off,
will you?

All right, Michael,
but I can't guarantee
it won't come back on again.

l'll talk to Bonnie
about that.

l have pictures, evidence.
Jamie, will you stop
for a second?

Jamie, you're not
listening to me.

Yes, l am. The problem
is that you're not taking me
seriously.

Wrong. The problem
is you're not taking
the situation seriously.

You smell a story here,
and everything else
in the world vanishes.

Michael,
you don't understand.

When l left Chicago
to come here,
l made a tradeoff.

l gave up
every journalist's dream...

the chance of hitting
the mother lode,
the big story. Don't you see?

l gave it up,
and now here it is,
knocking on my door.

Just let me show you
the negatives.

Oh, no.

''Oh, no''? What?
What ''Oh, no''?

They're all underexposed.

What kind of camera
did you use?

The best. My grandfather
used it in the war.

What war was that?

l figured
if it was good enough for
the Battle of the Bulge...

it was good enough
for the Marberry Motel.

l'll tell you what.
l'll run it...

through KlTT's system
to see if anything's
salvageable, okay?

On one condition.
l was afraid of that.

You stay away
from that motel for now.

l've got an appointment
with Devon. l'll be back here
in two hours.

Deal?
You drive a hard bargain.

Deal?

Deal.

[grunting]

Need a little help
with these, partner.

(KITT)
That's an understatement,
Michael.

I don't care how sophisticated
my image-enhancement software
program is...

there are limits.

I can't reach sufficient
recognition threshold
on any of these negatives.

Maybe not,
but one thing's in focus,
the brown attach� case.

l've got an idea.

Let's find the nearest
leather goods store.
I was afraid of that.

(Michael)
Looks like business
is booming.

lnterface with
the motel's computer.

l wanna know
what room Rome's in.

Yes, Michael. I just hope
this plan of yours works.

[beeping]

Room 1 17.
Thank you very much.

Phase One is about to begin.

Will you turn
that champagne stuff off?

All right, KlTT,
l need a diversion.
Anything particular in mind?

Just use your imagination,
will you? l need to get
that attach� case.

I'll get right on it.

(KITT)
I think I have
just the diversion, Michael...

but you'll have to
move quickly.

[beeping]

[music stopping]

[music stopping]

[music stopping]

[music stopping]

(Devon)
Michael, I fail to see...

what a brown attach� case
has to do with anything.

Look.

That's a staggering amount
of money.

What do you think
is the connection between
the convention at the motel...

and the incident
on the race course?

Very good question.
l don't know what it is,
but l know it's there.

Since we're on the subject,
l think you might find this
quite interesting.

What is that?

Unless l miss my guess...

it's a list
of all the contributors
to the family.

Michael, these names.
Johnny Eyes, Julius the K...

they're well-known
crime figures in Detroit.

And wouldn't you say
they constitute
some hard evidence?

At the very least.
ln the hands
of the proper authorities...

this information
could drive a wedge
into the Detroit family.

Devon, from what l've seen,
Detroit is only one of many.

Hold off on that wedge
until l find out what
Phase Two gives us, okay?

Right.

Bonnie, how's KlTT coming?
l gotta check in with Jamie.

He's finished.
l just had to recalibrate
his suspension synchronizer.

And you got rid
of all that champagne stuff?

Gone forever.

You are beautiful.
Now, do me one more favor.

Update his databanks
on Marberry...

all the prominent businesses,
starting with the motel,
financial history, the works.

l'll get right on it.
Anything else?
l'll let you know.

Michael, be careful.

[speaking German]

[sighing]

[men chattering]

Where's Joey?
lf l know him,
he's probably asleep.

l'll give him a call.

Tell him to hurry.
Mr. C will be here any minute.

Room 1 1 7, please.

[phone ringing]

Yeah? Oh, okay. Yeah.
Listen, l'll be right there.
Okay.

[men laughing]

[men speaking
in foreign language]

(man #1)
lt's not like
the good old days.

(man #2)
Yeah.

And what have we got today?
Computers
and college graduates.

Mr. C!

Very nice. Very nice.
All of you, please sit.

Now, wine for all my friends.

(Mr. C)
And make yourselves at home.

l'm glad all of you showed up
to pay up your respects...

and l can guarantee you
it will not be forgotten...

but first, l got a nice toast.
l made it up myself.

[men chuckling]

But first, l believe
there's some presents.

[all chuckling]

Sit, all of you.

Philly.

That's very nice.

That's very nice.

Bravo.

l always liked Philly.

l got a nice toast
about Philly.
l made it up myself.

Joey, my friend,
just in time.

l wanna see
my nice present from Detroit.

You're gonna be pleased,
Mr. C.
l better.

[men laughing]

What is this? A joke?
Joey, tell me
what's going on here.

l don't know
what to say, Mr. C.

l don't like no jokes
from Detroit.

(Mr. C)
Better think of something,
Joey.

Whatever it is,
it better lead
to the money, Joey.

[sneezing]
(man #1)
Hey, what was that?

(man #2)
Over there. That table.

(KITT)
Michael,
I hope you're wrong...

about Jamie going back
to that motel.

That makes two of us, pal...

but that receipt l found
for a new mini-camera...

in her office tells me
l'm not.

But why wouldn't she
leave word with her service
as she did the last time?

Because the last time
l found her, remember?

Sometimes, l think this girl
goes out of her way...

to make things
difficult for me.
And possibly herself.

I only hope
we're not too late.

l do, too, partner.
l do, too.

At least, this time,
we've got an electronic ace
up our sleeve.

Let's just hope
it's enough, buddy.
lt's Jamie l'm worried about.

[sighing]

[people chattering]

[phone buzzing]

Front desk, manager.

Hello?

Hello? This is
the front desk, manager.

[Mr. C on tape]
Joey, Nick, get rid of her.

(Rome)
The nineteenth hole?

Yeah,
the nineteenth hole.

[Mr. C on tape]
That's where we put
snoopy reporters.

(KITT)
Your plan was working,
Michael.

Who knows what else
we might've learned
if Jamie hadn't shown up?

But she did, pal. She did.

''The nineteenth hole,''
that's usually a phrase
for the bar.

KlTT, punch up your schematic
on the Marberry Golf Course.

Right away, Michael.

Does it have a bar?
Negative, Michael.

What's directly
behind the course?

A small housing tract,
recreation area,
shopping center.

What about this area
right here?
lt looks undeveloped.

It is, Michael.

Who owns it?
The city, but here's
something interesting.

If the Racing Association
of America...

does build a permanent course
in Marberry...

the city has offered
that piece of land
for its clubhouse.

KlTT, l think we found
the nineteenth hole.

All right, let's see
what else we can find.

Michael, you know
the race is starting now.

If they're really intent
on stopping it....

l hear you, pal. l hear you.

[engine revving]

(announcer on PA system)
Starting time in five minutes.

Official starting time
in five minutes.

[car engines revving]

My car's gone!

Somebody stole my car!
Now, hold everything here.
Wait a minute!

Wait a minute! Stop!
You ain't going anywhere!

You see who took my car?

[screaming]

(KITT)
This is it, Michael.

(Michael)
Anything unusual?

There's a shack hidden
within those trees.

All right,
check out the terrain,
top and bottom.

Michael, a short distance
up ahead, there's something
buried beneath the ground.

What are those?

They're wooden boxes,
measuring seven by four
by two.

All right,
scan what's inside of them.

Oh, no. Human remains.
Some of the bodies have been
here for many years.

Jamie?

No, Michael. According to
my geological analyzer...

the earth around here
hasn't been disturbed
for at least six months.

The nineteenth hole.

KlTT, this is the place
they bury people
when they get in their way.

No wonder they're
so determined to keep
this land undeveloped.

All right, put yourself
on silent mode.

Let's check out that shack.

[car engines roaring]

[car tires screeching]

[birds chirping]

All right,
scan the inside.

Michael, there's
only one person.: a man.
Could be Joey.

And according
to his vital signs...

he's very nervous
about something.

After losing Mr. C's money,
l'd say that something
is his life.

Can you imitate
Mr. C's voice?

Once it's on
my anharmonic synthesizer,
no problem.

All right, let's get him
out here, the easy way.

Meet me
in front of the shack.

[beeping]

(KITT imitating Mr. C)
Hey, Joey, it's Mr. C.

Come out, Joey.
I wanna talk to you.

Joey, don't make me
send the boys to get you.
Don't make me mad.

Hey, Joey. Come out, Joey.

[grunting]

What do you want?
Where's Jamie?

Get off my back.
And l want my money.

The only thing
you're gonna get
is about 15 years.

For what?
Giving an old friend
a little present?

Joey, Joey, Joey.

l found the list of names
in your attach� case...

and what about the bodies
buried over there
in the nineteenth hole?

But, you see, l'm a real
nice guy, so you know
what l'm gonna do for you?

What?

l'm gonna deliver you
to your real good friend...

Mr. C, and let him deal
with you.

No, wait a minute.
Hold it. Hold. Wait.

All right, Nick and l
left the hotel with Jamie...

and when we got here,
Mr. C called...

and he told Nick
that he figured a way to kill
two birds with one stone.

Now, Nick took her somewhere,
and l was told
to stay here and wait.

Where did they take her?

Someplace called Roads End.
lt's part of the race course.

Look, you gotta get me
some protection.

Maybe l could be
one of those
government witnesses.

You wanna be
a government witness?

Yeah.
KlTT, he wants to be
a government witness.

Let's put him
some place real safe.
Pop the trunk.

(KITT)
Coming right up.

ln the trunk?
ln the trunk.

(KITT)
Michael, the racers
should be coming up...

to Roads End any minute now.

All right.

How far to Roads End?

1.3 miles.

All right, now give me
a graphic of the race course,
and pinpoint the lead cars.

Thank you very much.

Let's just make sure
we reach Roads End
before the lead cars do.

Michael, we're approaching
Roads End.

KlTT, what's that dead ahead?
Give me a visual.

That's Rooster's car!

Michael, the area
directly in front of the car
is wired to explode.

The first car passing
will trigger
the detonating device...

and disintegrate any vehicle
within a 50-yard radius.

KlTT, is someone
inside that car?

Jamie. l'm activating
your microwave jammer.

See if you can start
the Red Rooster.

[car engine starts]

Michael, in exactly
10.3 seconds, the lead cars
will be incinerated.

Not if we can help it.
KlTT, we gotta smother
that bomb.

I don't know if I can
withstand a bomb
of that magnitude.

We got no choice.

We've got 10 seconds
and counting.

Nine, eight, seven....

Five, four, three...

two, one.

Well, you wanted
the mother lode. You got it.

That was some explosion.

Not the explosion,
your dream, remember?
Your big story?

Oh, right.

lt'll do.

''lt'll do''....

[growling]

Hamburgers, French fries,
and malts, just like
the good old days.

Talking of the
good old days, Michael...

did you know that l did
some driving myself?

Really?
Yes, really.
Formula cars, mostly.

The Strasbourg Grand Prix,
Monte Carlo...

the Tour de Versailles
to name but a few.

Very impressive. Devon,
someday, you have to
show us your trophies.

Trophies?

Well, Bonnie, l never actually
took home any trophies.

No trophies, but l always
finished. Always finished...

and l have
wonderful memories.

Well, maybe next year
you can enter the second
annual Marberry Grand Prix.

Yes.
Yes.

Yeah.

[KlTT humming]

Yes, well, maybe.

(KITT)
Oh, no, not again.

They stole the Red Rooster.

No trophy, no money,
and, worst of all,
no satisfaction.

What kind of satisfaction
are you looking for?

You! You and that black bucket
that you call a car!

Well, since you put it
that way, it seems
it's the least l can do.

Will you all excuse
from the table, please?
You're excused.

You're on, hot dog.
All right, dude.

l'll be right back.

[all laughing]

This l can't wait to see.

[car engine revving]

(KITT)
Really, Michael,
this is highly unorthodox.

Just protecting
your honor, buddy.

[snickering]

(KITT)
Well, he is a rude,
crude dude.

You call it.

Now!

[engine revving]

[cheering]