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In the beginning
there was man,

and, man, did he have problems.

But he tried to solve them,
just as you and I.

And when he did solve them,

he didn't know it,
just as you and I.

But man and civilization
and the wheel moved forward.

And wheeler-dealers
like this chap helped.

Until finally,
modern know-how took over.

And look what happened.

You might call this
a test for Sunday drivers.

And the winner
gets a free ticket

to the freeway of his choice.

But wheels have other uses.

This young man is
Sonny Leander Fox.

Leander is a young man
who wants to go places,

and he will.

He's a racing man
by trade and by day,

but at night he moonlights
by hauling moonshine.

This practice is frowned on
by the Internal Revenue men

who believe that
alcohol and gasoline
shouldn't mix.

But a car like Leander's
isn't just a bearer of booze.

Souped-up getaway cars
like this

were used on weekends
for competitive racing,

the birth of stock car racing.

It started in the south,

then swept the country
all the way
from the East Coast

to sunny California.

The men in races like these
are experts, the real pros.

And here is one of them.

His name is Dave Owens.

He's young, but he's good,
and he's coming up.

And like Leander,
he's a young man
who wants to be noticed.

He will be.

They call this
the proving ground
for the automotive industry.

It's the steel,
they have to test it.

How much can it take?

There he is,
Dave Owens in car number 43.

The second spot to ED Martin

and 3rd place held down
by Charlie Freeman.

Watch as James Kirby
in car number 10

has lost it in turn number 5.

And the battle still goes on
for that first place,

With Dave Owens holding
a 12-second lead

over Charlie Garlund
in car number 45.

Keep your eye on
Ed Stern in that 05 car.

He's having handling problems
in the engine.

He's off the track
and rolling up on his side.

But the driver is okay.

In lap number 170,
it is still Dave Owens
in the lead.

Hold it. Kip Smiley is
going into turn 9 too fast.

He's lost it!
Rolling over and over,

high into the air
and over the wall.

We'll give you
a report on this driver
as soon as possible.

Going across
the start-finish line,
it's still Dave Owens

in the Plymouth number 43,
out in front
with a 14-second lead

over second-place
car number 45.

Dave Owens starting to
stretch the lead,

gaining two seconds
in that last lap.

These drivers
are reaching speeds
of 165 miles an hour

down the back straightaway.

Can young Dave Owens
keep up his grueling pace?

Car number 29 in trouble
down at turn number 8.

He's in trouble.
that's Johnny Huff.

Bob Hosey in car number 33
is clear up over the wall.

There's the signal
from turn number 9.

Bob Hosey is okay.

The leaders are pouring it on
through turn number 8

and Dave Owens is passing
car after car,

trying to stretch that lead.

Joe Jackson off of the track
in car number 162.

And he's all right.

We're on to the final lap,
and out of turn number 9

Comes your leader Dave Owens
in car number 43.

What a great driving job

this Dave Owens has done today,

beating the cream
of stock car racing.

As five hours of racing
comes to a close,

here's the checkered flag,
and for the first time

a rookie has won
the Riverside 500.

But that's not all
that wheels are used for.

They're used for work

and they're used for pleasure.

-Ow!
-Papa!

Papa!

Papa!

See you next year, baby.

Dave! Dave, come back!
Come back, Dave!

Dave!

Look out, world
Here I come

I'm a racing son of a gun

I'm the fastest
Under the sun

Fireball 500

Where I go
You know it's wild

A 500
Or a fast country mile

Revved up and roarin'
Running Daytona style

Fireball 500

Lovin' and livin'
Like a lovin' man

Livin' and lovin'
Fast as I can

That's why they call me
A travelin' man

Fireball 500

With a girl by my side

I'm a lover out for a ride

Know how to
Keep her satisfied

Fireball 500

Lovin' and livin'
Like a lovin' man

Livin' and lovin'
Fast as I can

That's why they call me
A travelin' man

Fireball 500

Look out, world
Here I come

I'm a racing son of a gun

I'm the fastest
Under the sun

Fireball 500

Hey, fella!

I feel like I can use a race.

Are you the promoter
out at the speedway?

Yeah. How'd you figure that?

Well, you got a big garage,
figures you're a big promoter.

You've got a big mouth

and a fancy car, Batman.

I had mine first.

Are you being paid
for workin' or for lookin'?

Hey, uh,

how'd you like to dress up
your big race Sunday
with a name?

Somebody packing a reputation?

Now we're gonna talk about you.

It's an idea.

You got a name I should know?

A pretty good one. Dave Owens.

I won't bust up your garage
if you haven't heard of it.

I heard of you.

You're chugging up
the wrong track, boy.

Leander Fox?

He wins most of the races
run around here.

I know. He's got a big head.

I'm here to shrink it.

Not in that car, you ain't.

It's too new.
We run an early modified.

Besides,
our little old dirt track
might confuse you

after winning Riverside.

How long has it been
since you raced on dirt?

Oh, I keep in practice.

I don't like no killers
on my track.

You want to drop out
to the fairgrounds
and show off,

there might be a car waiting.

How's four o'clock?

Fine.

My name is Charlie Bigg.
That's Bigg with two Gs.

Figures.

Why, he's running flat out.

Bigmouth is no squirrel.

He's a real charger.

Don't tweak it
in that wall now.

Come on, you little bigmouth,
come on. Come on.

Man, we got us a real shot!

And around and round she goes,

and where she stops,
nobody knows.

Three chances for a quarter.

Three chances for a quarter.

Hit the right number...

And let's see,
we almost have
a winner here.

Oh!
There's Leander.
There's Leander.

Leander!

Sign it for me, Leander.

One at a time, okay?
Take it easy.

Sign my hand.

All right.

Here you go.

One at a time.
One at a time now.
Take it easy.

Who's this? Right here?

You're a good man, Ray.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, folks.
It's all going on
in the inside.

Step right up here, gents.

These girls don't bite.

These ladies are here
to entertain you.
Right, ladies?

Right.

Put that 8 ball
in the corner pocket.

Did you ever see
anything like that, huh?

Never, never.

Why, these girls,
when you step
inside the tent,

are gonna show you movements

you'll never see
on your Ingersoll.

And if you'll step up,
gentlemen,

these girls are going to
make you shiver

as they quiver.

And it's all gonna
cost you half a dollar.

Just one half a buck.

Hurry, hurry. The big show.

It's all going on
in the inside.

It's all right.
It's all right. It's all
going on in the inside.

Easy, girls, there you go.

Now, now, there.

Take care of
that money, George.

Oh, I sure shall.

Herman, for shame!

Marthy, ain't but once a year.

It better be.

I'll meet you
over at the preserves.

There you are,
Mother's famous hot dog,
everything on it.

Hi, what are you
gonna have?

What else is good here?

You might
look at the menu.

Can't look at two things
at once.

Then I'll leave.

Hey, uh, what do I call you
when I want you?

You call me Jane
when you want to order.

Now, hurry, hurry over,
ladies and gentlemen.

This is a brand-new show.

It's the free attraction
I promised

all you lovely people.

The reason I get it free

is because this young lady
is my niece.

And now,
it gives me great pleasure

to present Miss Jane Harris
and the Hired Hands.

Come on over here, honey.

Sing to these people.

Step right up

Come and see the girlies

You know we've got

The hottest show in town

If you want action

Catch our star attraction

What we've got
Will never let you down

Step right up

Okay, girls, split.
See you later.

Join the eager people

Don't you know
Our show's the best around?

Although we tease you

What we've got
Will please you

Step right up

The carnival's in town

Once you've seen
Our song and dance

That's just
The start of it

Come on now
And take a chance

Get into the heart of it

And step right up

Get yourself a ticket

Come on in
And take a look around

It's time you tried now

What we've got inside now

Step right up

The carnival's in town

She's good.

You got good taste, buddy,
but lay off.

She belong to you?

Most everything
around here does.

You must be Sonny Leander Fox.

Well, then, you must be
from out of town, or else
you would've known that.

Dave Owens.

Oh, yeah, I've heard of you.

You're gonna get
a chance to see me.

Bless my soul.

Maybe the little man
from California
can learn me something.

You learn more losing races
than you do winning 'em.

Well, I wouldn't know
anything about that.

I haven't lost any yet.

Sonny boy, I'm going to
climb all over you.

Once you've seen
Our song and dance

That's just the start of it

Come on now
And take a chance

Get into the heart of it

And step right up

Get yourself a ticket

Come on in
And take a look around

It's time you tried now

What we've got inside now

Step right up

The carnival's in town

Thank you, dear.
Isn't she magnifico?

Now, folks, it's all
going in the inside
in that tent.

We have a whirly-girly show.
Costs you half a dollar.

Oh, uh, by the way...

I, uh, noticed that you, uh,
have a gaggle of geese
following you around.

What do you call 'em?

Oh, I call 'em
the eager beavers.

Oh.

-Hey, Leander.
-Yeah?

You believe in
that old saying, huh?

What's that?

"Behind every pretty girl
is a behind."

Jane!

You're not
the backward type, are you?

Neither are you.
I guess I had you
figured all wrong.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, that song
you sang yesterday,
it made me blush.

Wait, don't run away.

I just wanted to tell you
that I liked the way you sing.

I guess this is where
I say "thank you."

You don't have to.
It's just that, uh,

well, I sing a little myself.

I thought maybe
we can get to be a duet.

Janie girl.

You're Jane's uncle?

Well, son, the way I like to
look at it, Jane's my niece,

But what can I do for you?

I just wanted to
introduce myself.

I'm Dave Owens, the Fireball.

He means his car, not himself.

He's that California charger
that come down south here

to show us how it's done.

Yeah, I'll be driving
one of Charlie Bigg's cars.

Hey, fella,
you're coming up fast.

That's right. My next stop
is probably Daytona.

You thinking on Daytona?

And that's not
the end of the line.

I figure Indianapolis
and I'll get along real well.

Your shyness
won't get in the way,

but you better watch out
for Leander over there.

He generally smokes everybody
off the track.

Leander's gonna see
some smoke himself today.

If you can drive like you talk.

Now, don't chide
the boy, Janie.

I gotta get this race rolling.
Son, go get in your car.

'Cause every winner
goes to dinner.

Who knows?
I might strap you
with a big fat check.

Don't worry, I'll win it.

Well...

All right, men.
you know the rules.

Once around the track
for the warm-up,

bring them back here
even with me,

and old Chuck here
is gonna pop the green.

Get out there, Chuck.

Well, you heard
Big Jaw Harris
set up the rules

and now we're ready to go,
and I do mean go.

I've been traveling
the circuit, and this has
to be one to watch.

Young Dave Owens from Fresno
is here to challenge

the local favorite Leander Fox.

Dave, who won
the Riverside 500,

is hoping to keep it that way.

Leander, just as hot as Dave,

he doesn't know
what it means to lose.

Dave is out to show him,
and Leander is out to
keep his record.

That kid in our car,
he's the one
I was telling you about.

He makes that old coffin
really scream.

I'm more interested in
the driver than the car.

...$1,500. Leander Fox
will set the speed

as they come down
for the green flag.

Out of the north turn,
here they come.

There's the green flag,
and the race is under way.

Into the first turn,
it's Dave Owens into the lead.

Second spot... look out.
car number 4 has lost it.

Foster Hotard
is out of the car and okay.

Your leader is
the 88 car, Dave Owens.

Second place
is the local favorite

Leander Fox in car number 44.

It looks like a battle of
the west against the south.

Out of the north turn,

it's still a two-way fight
for first and second.

Leander, charging to close up
the gap on the leader,

Dave Owens in the 88 car.

Jim Gillard
in the 4x car spins out,

taking the 12 car,
Roy Adams, with him.

At the end of 12 laps,

it's still Dave Owens
into the lead.

Leander Fox in car number 44,

driving hard
to catch the leader.

Remember, this race is not won
until the checkered flag.

There goes a lot of passing,
going on in
the back in the pack

as all cars try to move up.

Dave Owens is doing
a great job of holding
down first place.

This is his first time
on the dirt
here in the south

and he's proving
he can drive anywhere.

Car number 66, Frank McCabe,
slams into the 24 car,

putting them both
out of the race.

On the back straightaway,
pouring it on,

Dave Owens
in the Charlie Bigg car,
still in the lead.

Thirty-one car loses it
on the south turn,
and another car spins.

In the back straightaway,
car number 23,
the hood flies up.

The driver still trying to
maintain his position,

as this is a big money race.

Watch the starter.
There goes the black flag.

Out of the north turn,

Leander Fox,
cutting down to the inside,

trying to pass the 111 car
driven by Terry Solomon.

Leander is using
every trick in the book
to catch Dave Owens,

the West Coast boy
who has driven a great race
here today.

Time is running out
as we go into the final lap.

All drivers trying to get
one more mile of speed
out of their cars

to get into the money.

But it looks like
it will be Dave Owens' race.

There's the white flag
and one more lap to go.

If Dave Owens wins this one,
it will be the first defeat

of the local hero, Leander Fox.

And knowing this boy,
he's not going to like it.

Well, we'll follow them
around on the final lap
into the back straightaway.

Here comes your leader,
almost a quarter of a lap
ahead of second place.

Into the north turn,
the 88 car heads for
the finish line.

There's that checkered flag.

Dave Owens is the winner.

Well, what do you think?

I think he'll do just fine.

All right, Charlie.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this old boy's done
won himself a race.

Mr. Dave Owens the winner,

driving Charlie Bigg's car,
Chug-A-Lug.

It gives me great pleasure,
young fella,

to present you that
check of 1,500 frogskins.

And la-di-da.

-You are good.
-And I sing, too.

Hey, that was
a pretty good run.

You planning to
play the circuit?

That's right.
The circuit and the field.

Hey, can I talk to you
for a minute? Uh, private.

Why not? See you around?

That's where I'll be.

Dave Owens, this here
is Miss Martha Brian.

-Hello there.
-Hi.

Martha Brian here has
a good proposition for you.

I'm listening.

There's a cross-country
race coming up.

I'd like to enter you in it.

Are you big around here?

I own this track,
along with other things.

It's a night race
along country roads.

Now, they're mean.

Oh, I'm meaner.

Do I get to run my own car?

I want you to test one of mine.

And I need
the best driver around
at the wheel.

Thanks. Uh...
When is this race?

Later on in the week.

But I want the car
tried out first,
just to be sure.

Like when?

Like tonight, eight o'clock.
Charlie will tell you where.

And if you win
this cross-country race,

there's no limit
to the prizes you might get.

I'll remember that.

See you at 8:00.

What's her story?

Among other things,

her husband provided her
with a great deal of money.

I also like
what nature did for her.

You work for her?

Yeah, I kind of
handle her affairs.

What else do you handle?

Nothin', boy.

Where's the husband?

Well, Martha has
an amazing amount
of energy.

She's very vital and vigorous

and her husband took on

the enormous job of
keeping her happy.

He got tired and died.

That's the only way to go.

He was smilin'.

Over here, boy.

Nice lonely spot.

Yeah, isn't it?

Did, uh, you forget to
tell me something
I should've heard?

What's the matter, boy?

I'm asking you.

Don't worry.
Martha Brian
will fill you in.

She's waiting for you
at the other end of the run.

Come on.

There she is. A beaut, huh?

I'll know better
when I get her
on the road.

You getting ready
to throw a party?

Oh, I-I sometimes make up
a little white lightnin'.

For the church social.

Don't trip on that sour mash.

She looks a little low slung
in the rear.

Yeah, well,
I had that done special.

See, it'll give you
a little more traction on
some of these country roads.

Now, here's a map I made out.

Now, here's where we are.
You just follow this line. See?

That's an old country road
till there, then you hit
the main highway

till you get down to here.
Follow that?

So far, it's the only thing
I can follow.

Then we're set.
I just throw open 'em doors,
and you're on your way.

Any questions?

You are kidding.

On your way, boy.
Martha Brian is waiting.

Oh, by the way, I-I heard
about that there may be

one other car or two
gonna make the same run.

Your job is to lose 'em.

Listen, with Martha Brian on
the other end of the line,

I could lose Parnelli Jones.

Charlie will be pleased.

That's the best timing
we ever had.

Well, with a good man
at the wheel,
how can you lose?

Anybody follow you?

Yeah.

There was a car
tailing me for a while.

Why?

He kidding?

The man tailing you
was a Revenuer.

Come on, you're putting me on.

Revenuers go back
to moonshine days.

Them days is still with us.

Biggest business
in this whole state.

Them that ain't sellin' it
is drinkin' it.

Sometimes
it's a little of both.

Just shows you
what us city boys don't know.

Take a look.

Come here.

Phew!

It sure ain't gasoline.

It sure ain't.
Not the prices we get.

Have a taste.

No, thanks.
I'm a straight gasoline man.

You may be right.

Sometimes gas got a bit
of flavor to it.

Pretty good batch this time.

All right,
I'll ask you again. Why?

I thought you were
the kind of man
who liked excitement.

I get plenty.

I also thought of you
as a man who liked money.

Here's $300 for starters.

A speedy guy like you
could make maybe
10 runs a night.

That adds up to 3,000 reasons

why I thought
you'd like the idea.

You could do a lot
with the money.

Not in jail, I couldn't.

You can take her out right now.

Old Charlie will be
wanting the car back.

You mean for a refill?

If he's got
another batch ready,
you'll get another trip.

Sorry, pal,
I just made my last run.

You will give me a ride home,
won't you, Davey?

I guess
it's better than walking.

You can just slide yourself
right in.

You're cute.

Hey, stick this where
no one can see it,

Least of all you.

Well, I'll open up
the door for you.

We have a lot in common, Dave.
We could have fun together.

Cheating who?

That's my place up ahead there.

Pretty nice spread.

Why don't we stop?
Have a drink, talk?

Said the spider to the fly.

You're missing a good bet

not coming in
with Charlie and me.

I'm missing a bigger bet
not coming in with you.

Find yourself another boy.

There aren't
any others around,
not like you.

People in this town bore me.

Oh?

The nights are lonely,
and as they drag on,
I get restless.

The evening's just begun.
Why don't you relax?

I seem to be getting
restless early tonight.

How'd you do, boy?

From where I stand,
it looks like
he done real good.

Shut up, Leander.

Believe me,
we came straight here,
no stops.

And that's not
virtue speaking,
it's frustration.

Sure.

Hey, just what are you
trying to stir up, Leander?

Nothin'.

What are you doing
around here, anyway?

Why don't you go home
to your own still?
Go on, get out of here.

Look, no offense, Charlie,

I've just come
to congratulate the new boy.

Welcome to the club.

I didn't join any club.

Look, I left the loot
with your man in town,
so you got a free ride.

He fooled us, Charlie.

How come?

You know what I think?
I think he's chicken.

That's right.

And I don't think it stops
with moonshining either.

I think the yellow streak
runs all the way to the track.

There are two things
I don't like about you,
Leander:

You think too much,
and you talk too much.

It's a damn shame.
It would have been fun.

There'll be another time.

Hey, I'm, uh, thinking again.

Maybe we can do our talking
with cars.

Unless, like I say,
you're a... chicken.

Try me.

You ever run the Figure 8?

I've seen it.

You wanna try it?
You and me, head and head?

I don't see much point in it,

but if you have to
prove something, I'll play.

That's playing rough, Dave.
Somebody could get hurt.

Hey, only chickens get hurt.

Then start cackling, sonny boy.

You know, I like that boy.

Yeah.

Ooh, that's strong stuff.

Folks, what you're
about to see here today,

you won't believe it
with your own eyes

until you see it.

For the first time in history,

it's a Figure 8 chicken race.

Now, don't ask me what that is,

'cause I ain't
at liberty to tell you.

But you've got the answer
right there

in your pants pocket.

So dig down deep,
bring out a $1 bill,

lay it on that drum
and I promise you somethin',

you'll have somethin' to tell
your friends and neighbors

who are not fortunate enough
to be out here today.

This is so good

that I'm gonna buy
the first ticket myself.

Here you are, Ray.
I'll get that ticket later.

Now, folks, step right up here.

Get the bargain of the century.

All right, Davey.

Instead of us both starting
at the top of the 8,

going in the same direction,

You start here, I start there.

Wait, wait, wait.
Let me show you.

Here's your 8.

You start here, go around here.

I start here,
go around the other way.

Could get
a little trafficky
in the middle, huh?

That's the name of the game.

You get here first,
you won't get hurt.

Don't worry. I'll be long gone
by the time you get here.

-Hey, sonny boy.
-Yeah?

I got a hunch who
the real winner's gonna be.

You little darlings
are gonna get in for nothin'.

Gift from old big Jaw Harris.

Go on in.

Fellas, this is Joey.

He's gonna be your starter.
Now, you all set?

Give 'em a good show.

Crazy kids.

I kind of like the idea.

A good chance
both those young people
might get killed.

Don't worry, honey.

Seems like
I never get things my way.

Leander, are you all right?

Hey, how about me?

I think
you're both crazy.

I see you boys are
almost indestructible.

I like that in a man.

Dave, call me later.

Better still,
you know where I live.

Just come on over
and kick the door open.

Charlie.

You men are all alike.
One pretty ankle...

Ankle?

Honey, you aren't even warm.

Hey, how come you're concerned?

I mean,
about me being concerned

about somebody else?

Yeah, I'd like to hear
the answer to that myself.

Well, it's just that
a minute ago,

you might have been killed.

Now, wait a second,
you sound a little mixed up.

You're supposed to be his girl.

I don't like being part
of a mob scene.

When you make up your mind
to be a joiner, let me know.

Well, well. Oh, well,
let's get on with it.

Now that I'm among the living,

maybe you and I
can live a little.

- I'll have to think about it.
- David, my boy.

I couldn't be
any prouder of you
if you were my own son.

I'm kind of glad I'm not.

I've got plans. Big plans.

The big race Sunday.

You win that,
and then we're off
to Daytona.

Nobody can tell
where we're going
from there.

I could tell you.

I could tell you both
where to go

if I weren't a lady.

Is she insinuating something?

You don't think much
of racing, do you?

You're an authority
on the subject.

What sort of a life is it?

Well, if you hit the top,
it's great:

plenty of money,
lots of laughs,

name in headlines,

and it's amazing
how the women go for you.

Even women you'd never expect.

Is it all that good?

Depends on how good you drive.

If you don't get killed,
it's all that good.

If.

Dave Owens?

So far, so good.

Excuse me.

Why don't you come
right on in?

Internal Revenue?

I'm Jack Hastings.
This is Fred Bronson.

We've got something
to talk about.

Well, don't let me stop you.

That was a pretty nice run
you made the other night.

Yeah. I'm doing a tryout
for a cross-country shot.

Hey, fella, you lose something?

Let's play this straight, Dave.

Running booze
is a federal crime.

Look, I didn't know
I was carrying booze

when I made that run.

It's still a crime.

But we've got no beef
against you, Dave.

You could help us.
That's why we're here.

There's a nasty word
for what you're suggesting.

I said help.

Now, this isn't just
petty crime.

They're sending that stuff
all over the country.

It's big business.

Forget it. I'm not your boy.

I'm afraid you are, Dave.

The run you made
adds up to six months in jail.

That kinda kicks the floor out
from under your, uh,

racing season, doesn't it?

Looks like I'm hooked.

Call me here tomorrow.

We'll take it from there.

Copping out, lover?

You always believe
everything you hear?

You wanna translate that?

I don't care
who makes the booze
around here,

who buys it, or who sells it.

My business is racing,

and you heard
what they said about that.

I still don't get
the translation.

Like I said,
my business is racing.

You're crazy, you know that?

You know something?
You're stubborn.

You kind of wear a guy down.

Are you getting worn down?

Well, are you?

I'm getting used to you.

That's not enough.

Well, maybe you're not enough.

Well, I guess it's late enough
for me to say it's late.

Look, uh, I'm sorry.
I got a lot of bad habits.

One of them
is telling the truth.

Sometimes it's better that way.

All right, Joey,
that's enough. Turn her off.

All right, now take
the rest of this stuff,

put it in the back of the car.

When you're
all finished loading,

put her on the road.

Charlie, we should talk.
Private.

In the office.

I had some visitors
last night, Charlie.

So?

They knew about the run I made.
They asked me to help 'em.

I told them
I'd go along with 'em.

Only I give them a dipsy.

What I tell 'em
will have 'em
chasin' their tails.

And you're doin' all this
'cause you love me, huh?

It's got nothin'
to do with you, Charlie.

I go along with these guys,
or I spend six months

in some crummy jail
instead of going to Daytona.

So I fake it,
and nobody gets hurt.

I ain't buying, boy.

He's telling you the truth.

Last night, two federal men
came to Dave's motel room.

How do you know that?

I was there.

You was in the motel? You...

We're Charlie's helpers.

Maybe we ought to help.

Don't think
Charlie would like that.

He's a mighty proud man.

We could ask.

Charlie's busy.

How come?

I don't know. He has no right.

Are you asking me
to believe that?

About the only thing
you and I do have in common

is I tell the truth, too.

I believe that.

Let's get out of here.

Mr. Peepers, ready for duty.

You'll get over
thinking it's funny.

I want you to start
driving for Charlie
as a regular.

Get his confidence.

That won't be easy.

You see, his chin
ran into my fist
this morning.

When I left,
he was sleeping peacefully.

What's the problem?

Nothing you'd care about.

All right. Then I want you
to apologize.

Tell him
you're sorry, anything.

If we can nail Charlie down,

we can start
boarding up this whole area.

I don't like it.

But I don't like jail, either.

That's all for now, Dave.
Keep in touch.

You can mail the medal to me

in care of
the Boy Scouts of America.

Remember this:

You get one inch
out of line, one inch,

I'm gonna jump
all over you with both feet.

Listen, you got something
on me, do something about it.

Otherwise, don't needle me.

You never learn,
you guys, do you?

You're hard.

You don't bend, but you break.

You break when
the load gets too heavy.

Why don't you learn
to relax a little?

Roll with it. Let it happen.

You can throw me out
if you want to.

Forget it. It was my fault.

Martha runs her own life.

I butted in
where I don't belong.

Who knows?
Maybe you've done me a favor.

Maybe you can do one for me.

Name it, we'll see.

I'd like to drive for you
as a regular.

Racing ain't enough?

Racing's okay.

I'm in the big one Sunday.

But I've changed my mind
about the money.

Yours is as good as
anybody else's.

You available
for a run tonight?

How come you're not asking
about the Feds?

You told me
you weren't doing business.

I believe you.

Okay.

What time and where?

Eleven o'clock. The shed.

All right, Joey. On your way.

How about me, pal?

You're next.

Hey, I saw that race.

You had a better seat
than I did.

Leander's never
been taken out before.

About time.

I wasn't really racing Leander.

I was riding to win.
That's my business.

It's gonna be mine
someday, too.

Okay, Joey, take it away.

All right, Jobber.

Joey.

Headlights...

around the bend...

comin' at me.

I had to chicken.

I had to.

Is anybody home?

Hello.

And I was beginning to think
you weren't human.

More than you think.

Fix us a drink.
I'll be right out.

It's late.

Yeah.

Where have you been?

Seeing how the other half dies.

Are you in trouble?

Somebody's up to
their eyes in trouble.

You want to tell me about it?

Joey was killed tonight.
He was run off the road.

I don't know who did it.
Do you?

Maybe it was an accident.

Not with all the booze gone.

When I said I wasn't gonna
talk to the Feds,

I didn't know
the game got this rough.

It never has before.

Hastings?

Listen, I just came off a run.

Get up to Summit Hill
right away.

At the bend.

There's a car
in the gully there.

Yeah, the guy in the car,
he's wiped out, too.

I don't know. That's your job.

Oh, Hastings, you're right.

I got over thinking it's funny.

Does Charlie know about this?

Not yet.

I keep thinking Leander.

I keep thinking
it was me he was after.

I must say, you've given him
a lot of reasons.

But how do you prove it?

I make another run
tomorrow night.

Joey said the other car
came straight at him.

Joey chickened. I won't.

Whatever it is, let it go.

You're nervous.

What are you so nervous about?

I don't know, but I am.

I'm shaking, I'm so nervous.

Dave...

do you like me?

Do you like me at all?

Leander! Here!

Leander.

Leander.

Your public calls you,
my friend.

My public is private,
right here.

Do you want to make every girl
in the county unhappy?

If I could just
make one of them happy,

I'd go for that.

Leander, can you bust your way
out of this shindig?

We gotta talk. Hi, Jane.

Tacit, gents. Tacit.

Ladies and gents,
boys and girls,

we got a celebrity here.

Well, I got a surprise
for you, and for him, too.

He's gonna sing for you,
and if you like him,

I wish you'd throw
a little money

up on this stage, maybe at me.

Here's that
swingin' singin' man,

Mr. Dave Owens.

How about it, Dave?

Go on, Dave.

I hear you've been doing
quite a bit of singing lately.

We'll talk about that later.

Listen to this, good old boy.

Hey, fellows, can you play
"My Way That Gets Me My Way"?

"F."

I'm the winner of the race

I'm a man among men

I'm the king
Who plays the ace

Everybody calls me
Their friend

It's just
My way of walking

My way of talking

My way that gets me
My way, yeah

I'm a lover of the girls

Proud to say that I am

They're the greatest
In the world

They know
I'm their lovin' man

It's just
My way of walking

My way of talking

My way that gets me
My way, yeah

Just the way
I play the game

People say that I am smart

Guess I'll make
The Hall of Fame

That only proves
I've got heart

It's just
My way of walking

My way of talking

My way that gets me
My way, yeah

It's just
My way of walking

My way of talking

My way
That gets me my way

All right, sonny boy,
let's you and me talk.

I got nothing to talk about.

Well, I do.

Come with me out back.

Sit this one out, Jane.

Well, what's the good word?

Strain.

That's the good word.
We got strain.

I know. I heard about Joey.

Is that all you know about it?

Hijackers, probably.

First killing
we had around here.

Hope it's the last.

So do I.

That supposed to
mean something?

There's a message
in there somewhere.

Well, maybe
you could translate.
I'm just a country boy.

The message is,
I'm doing a run tonight

and I don't wanna run into you.

What is it?
What did Dave want?

Nothing. It's, uh, about
the race tomorrow.

There's trouble, isn't there?
Is Dave in trouble?

Yeah, I think so.

This may sound like
a foolish feminine question,

but why don't you help him?

I can't.
He's doing it to himself.

Big race tomorrow.

Gonna knock Leander out?

Maybe even tonight.

Dave.

Dave, talk to me.

Where did you come from?

When you didn't show up,
I got restless.

You know how I am
when I'm restless.

So I decided to
come look for you.

Dave, what happened?

I don't know,
a pair of headlights.

That's all I saw.

I guess I came in second.

Wait, wait.

Same as last night.
The booze is all gone.

Forget it.

Forget it?

If they had any class,
they would've left me some.

I could use a drink.

Dave, we're heading up
the hill.

Can you make it?

I think I can make it.

What happened to you?

Oh, I slipped in
the bathtub again.

You're a clean-cut kid,
but is it worth it?

Listen, Jane,
I've got to talk to you.

Out back?

Sure, come on.

It's about Leander.

I want to talk to you
about Leander.

There was never
anything definite between us.

But if he whistles,
you'll come.

Leander isn't ready.
He wants his freedom.

And what do you want for him?

Look, I think this:

If you do good work
at some job...

Besides racing.

Save some money,
have a family, a nice home,

and can live in it
as you please,

you have freedom.

Jane, it's no secret

that Leander's
mixed up in moonshining.

It sort of goes
with the territory.

The Feds have other ideas.
And what about murder?

That could have been
an accident.

It could have been,
but it wasn't.

And everything
points to Leander.

Do you think it was Leander?

I did, but somehow
you make me think I'm wrong.

Then who?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

Hey, you.

Yeah, you, Sonny Leander Fox.

Hey, why don't you guys
split for a while, huh?

I heard about what happened.
You were lucky.

You're so damn innocent.

That's right.

Everything in me
says you're rotten, Leander.

You're two pounds
in a one-pound bag.

When did you get tough?

When somebody gets killed.

And when somebody
tries to kill me.

Boy, you are running
in circles.

Yeah, it's 'cause I'm confused.

There's a girl who thinks
a lot of you, Leander.

It's the way
she feels about you,

that's what confuses me.

If it weren't for that,
I'd be sure about you.

I usually get my sermons
on Sunday,

but not from you.

I thought you ought to know.

I'm making another run tonight.

I trust a woman's intuition
up to a point.

Then I've got to
find out for myself.

Boy, be my guest.

Leander.

You on my back, too?

Can we talk for a minute?

That means,
can you talk for a minute?

All right, put it that way.

Alone.

You heard what
the young lady said.

I think I know what's coming.
The farewell address, right?

Wrong. I thought
you might like to know

if you win today,

you won't be
going to Daytona alone.

Oh, forgive and forget?

A girl can change
her mind, can't she?

You better think hard on it.

It's a crazy world,

and I've decided
it's about time I joined it.

Janie, do you know
what you're sayin'?

I'm not sure I'm worth it.

I'm willing to gamble on that.

It'll be a crazy life
in that crazy world.

Like a house
without a foundation.

You want that?

You heard what I said.

I've always had roots,
but roots can be pulled.

Maybe sometimes that's good.

You fans can look forward
to a real battle

between the West Coast driver
Dave Owens

in Big Jaw Harris'
car number two

And Leander Fox in the 67 car.

Also, we're trying
something new here today.

Everybody runs in all classes.

The hardtops, the early models,
they're all after the money.

It'll be open competition

and down at the line,
starter Chuck Murray

sends them off on the pace lap.

Keep your eye
on the two lead cars.

These are the boys

who put on the last
great race we had here.

And I know there's bad blood
between these two

and I'm afraid
you'll see it come out today.

Dave Owens in car number two,

you'll remember,
won the last race

and Leander Fox, the local boy,

was beaten for
the first time in his career

and he'll be trying to
win back his crown.

The cars are all
in good position

as we go into turn number one.

This will be the pace lap,
a chance for all the drivers

to check out their cars

and warm them up
for the main event

about to get under way.

Out of the north turn,

coming down
to the front straightaway,

the starter looks them over.

The green flag is up
and the race is under way.

Into the first turn,
the West Coast boy

Dave Owens takes the lead
in car number two.

Right on his bumper,
Leander Fox in car number 67

will be after him all the way.

In the back straightaway,
car number two

holds the lead,

and the local hero, Leander Fox

in the 67 car,
trying to move up

to challenge for the lead.

Down the front straightaway
goes the leader.

Real smooth driving
by Dave Owens

as he again
wants to win this one.

Leander Fox,
the determined one,

will try anything
to win this one.

Through the turns, riding high,
using all the track,

trying to catch car number two.

Into the north turn,
cutting wide.

Up in the turn two cars tangle,
one getting away as number 12

gets back onto the track.

The battle still goes on
between the leaders,

Dave Owens and Leander Fox.

What a race
this is going to be.

Clare Wood now
moving up to third spot,

Followed by Carl Patrick
in car number five.

Two cars run together
on the straightaway.

Both drivers are okay,
but they're out of the race.

Coming out of turn
number four, the leader,

Dave Owens,
in the number two car

really pours it on
to stretch that lead.

Into the turn, number 167

driven by Mike Reed,
spins into the infield

as Leander Fox goes by
in car number 67,

trying to close in
on the leader.

Dave Owens, the young man
from the West Coast,

again looks like the winner
for the second time.

Seems like he takes to the dirt
like a professional.

Up in the turn,
car 66 taps the 24 car.

These two tied up
in the last race.

Car number 24,
trying to get into the infield

bumps the 23 car,
and he's hit by car number 53.

Man, are these
drivers pushing today.

We're down
to the last few laps.

The drive is really on.

Dave Owens, the leader
in car number two,

Leander Fox in the 67 car

has battled his way
through the pack.

They're running
bumper-to-bumper.

Out of the north turn,
Solomon is going to lose it.

What a race.

Everybody wants to win,

but only one can be the winner.

Back in the pack,

the drivers are
pushing and shoving,

trying to gain another spot,
they're after the big bucks.

Time is running out,

and we're down
to the finish on this one.

Leander Fox,
looking for a hole,

trying to push through
for the lead.

Dave Owens holds him off.

It looks like a grudge match
could be made up

between these two drivers.

Dave Owens,
the West Coast flash,

who invaded the South

and took away
the local boy's crown,

has been winning everything.

Leander Fox, the opportunist,

who, right now, looks like
he will be beaten again,

is out to regain the top spot
with the local fans,

has his work cut out
for him today

if he hopes to win this one.

Both drivers are flat out.

If both cars hold together,

what a finish this will be.
Here's the rundown:

Dave Owens,
the leader, in car number two.

Leander Fox, in second place
in the 67 car.

Reke Houlgate, running third
in car number 69.

Followed by Bob Russo,
who is lapping in the 29 car.

That's the way it stacks up
as we come down to the wire.

Leander Fox,
with no place to go,

rams the two car
and comes through for the win.

Why, race fans,

there will be fireworks
in the pits after this one.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the winner

of the championship
open competition

is that good old boy,
Leander Fox.

Come on in here, son.

You really
showed me some smoke.

I'll show you more in Daytona.

Well, until Daytona,
I'd like to leave you

with a little something
to remember me by.

Let 'em finish it.
Come on, boy.

Stay back, let them finish.
Keep the crowd back, fellas.

Keep out Big Jaw,
let 'em fight.

He's not the winner there.

Oh!

Janie.

If you're planning on
running off to Daytona

with Leander,
you better think on it.

-I already have.
-But think on it.

That last race,
the way he won it.

Why, he just spun
that old California boy
right off the track.

Do you think
that was deliberate?

It could have killed him.

Leander wouldn't do
a thing like that.

Maybe not, but say that he did.

A man who'd do
a thing like that

could've run Joey off
the side of the road
and killed him.

Now look, you start
traipsing off to Daytona,

you just better give
that thought another think,

do you hear me, young lady?

Hey, Owens,

you guys put on a better show
than Clay and Chuvalo.

Funny.

Haven't heard from you.

Judging from what we saw,
we should have.

You didn't hear from me

because there's
nothing to talk about.

Maybe we should check
with, uh, Miss Martha Brian.

You talk to her.

If it's about Joey,

she doesn't know
any more than I do.

Murder's a big one, Dave.

Do you think it was Leander?

Why don't you ask him?

You're cops. Do your job.

My job is driving.

You drive better than you lie.

Nobody's perfect.

Leander.

I was proud of you today,
until the fight started.

Look, I didn't start
that fight.

I don't need
that kind of action.

I'm talking about the one
that people think

you did start out on the track.

You don't need that
kind of action, either.

You know how I feel, Leander.

But I know what's been
going on out there

in the hills
the last couple of nights.

Sure, I read the papers, too.

Then you better listen
for a second.

Because if you've had
anything to do with it,

you can forget about
you and me and Daytona.

It's like that?

Take out the question mark.

It's like that, period.

It's about time.
What were you doin'?

I could have died and been
buried waiting for you.

Not a bad idea.

That's no way to talk,
Davey boy.

I'm ridin' with you.

I figure that's one way
to prove I'm not ridin' at you.

If we don't run into trouble,
it doesn't prove anything.

Then I gotta hope
for trouble, right?
You want me to drive?

-In this?
-Why not?

You want to check
with Charlie first?

No, let's leave
Charlie out of this run.

I'll drive.

The bend is just up ahead.

That's where we might
get the treatment.

Well, if we do, remember,

there's no chickens
in this coop.

Here they come.

Stay with it.

A mirror.

They roll it out, disappear...

come back and roll it
into those trees.

Somebody wants you real bad.

You know something funny?

It still could be you.

Now for a little trap-setting.
Come on.

All right, now let's
make this look good.

We'll send her over the hill,
and then we'll do some waitin'.

Right.

Miss Martha Brian
was kind enough

to give us a phone call.

-Hi.
-Hi.

It was a mirror.

It was the glare
of his own headlights

that drove Joey off the road.

We pushed the car over the side
to make it look good.

All right, get in.

We'll back in among those trees
and we'll wait.

All right, all right,
let's clean it up.

All right, that's good enough
for now.

Let's get the booze.

All right, hold it, fellas.
Stay where you are.

Looks like the end
of the run for you, Charlie.

Hey, so a man grabs a case
of booze now and then.

And kills somebody
trying to get it?

Why, Charlie?
Why all of a sudden?

You know, sometimes a man
gets a blind spot.

Mine was that lady.

I worked out a way
to get rid of the competition.

Without the kids around,
I figured it would be
just you and me.

I was in love with you, Martha.

That's how blind a man can get.

Come on, Charlie.

Leander.

I haven't had a chance
to talk to you until now.

The track was a little fast
between there and here.

I can wrap up
what I want to say

in one sentence.

If a woman loves a man,
she goes where he goes.

I'm going with you.

Well, that's two sentences.

So, I got carried away.

Dave.

Good luck, to coin a cliche.

I like the sound of that coin.

See you later.

44 cars in perfect line

on the pace lap for
the start of the Daytona 500,

with more than $85,000
in prize money up for grabs.

The weather is great,

and more than 90,000 fans
have gathered here today.

Out of turn number four,
the pace car pulls

to the infield,
down across the line

and we are under way
for 500 long miles.

Into the first turn,

it's Dave Owens
in car number 43.

He turned in
the fastest lap in qualifying,

to take the pole position.

Starts to pull away
from the field.

He's running with
some of the greatest drivers

to ever run
in stock car racing.

Moving right in
behind him in the 56 car,

driven by Al Simms,

the great Indy driver.

In third place is Leander Fox.

Out of turn
the 61 car, Red Patter,

loses a wheel and spins
into the infield.

Off the track,
but the race still goes on.

Still your leader
is car number 43, Dave Owens.

Down in the turn,
car number 50
has gone out of control.

Coming up to the wall
and spinning down
in the infield.

Real tough luck for
car number 50
and the driver.

He was holding down
fifth place.

Into lap number 70,

your leader is
Dave Owens in car number 43.

Driving a smooth
and steady pace,

he's held the lead all the way
from the green flag.

Leander Fox,
holding down fourth place,

is also trying out
Daytona for the first time.

Coming out of the turn,
keep your eye on the 00 car.

He's starting to smoke
very badly.

Here is where the pressure
is on the pit crews.

Can it be overheating,
or has something gone wrong

with the engine
to put him out of the race?

The 00 car is dropping down
onto the apron

and heading for the pit.

All right, back to racing,
over in the pits,

the 00 car has
burst into flames.

The whole car is burning,
just as the driver moved away.

Gasoline is all over.

The fire crews are working
fast to put out the flames

and get the fire under control.

The 43 car is
still in the lead,

and look at this,
that's the signal

from the pit crews,
car number 43

to make his regular pit stop.

Car number 43 signals the okay.

So it looks like

he'll be coming in
on the next lap.

Down in the far turn,
starting to slow down a little,

dropping down on the apron
and heading for the pit.

The crew is swarming
all over the wall,

the jack goes under the car,
the windshield is wiped,

the radiator is checked,
ten gallons of gas,

a complete check of the tires
to check on their wear.

A drink of water
for the driver,

a quick check on
the oil pressure gauges.

The head pitman gives
the driver instructions.

Dave Owens is out of the pit
in 17 and a half seconds,

which is near record time.

Up in the turn,
car number 25 loses it.

Jack Thomas spins down
the track backwards,

sliding down into the apron,
and continues to race.

All right, here's the rundown
at the end of 87 laps.

Dave Owens, the young
23-year-old Californian,

is still in the lead.

This is something new
for a rookie,

but this is going to be
a great driver.

Second place is Leander Fox
in car number 99,

the driver Dave Owens
had so much trouble with

here on the dirt tracks
here in the South.

Both drivers are showing
their ability here today.

Third place and going strong
is Tim Reeds,

another young
California driver.

Down in the turn, Eddie Chapman

loses control of the 53 car,
sliding up against the wall.

The 25 car
driven by Don Basile,

trying to miss him,
slides up into

the crash wall,
blocking the track.

And all hell breaks loose.

There's cars
sliding up the track,

down the track.

One car is rolling down
the center of the track.

Cars and drivers
doing everything

to try to miss.

The rolling car
catches fire on the apron.

Fire crews and ambulances
rush to the scene.

And here comes the driver
out of the burning car,

and he looks okay.

What an unbelievable job
all of these drivers did

to keep this wreck
no worse than it was.

The yellow flag is out.

The caution light is on.

All drivers will
hold their positions

until the pace car
comes out on the track.

All cars will line up
behind the pace car.

Here are the lead cars
at the time of the crash.

Dave Owens in car number 43.

Leander Fox in car number 99.

And running third,
Roy Hord in the 78 car.

Here comes the pace car.
Look out,

a car is spinning out
trying to keep away

from passing
the pace car. He's okay.

And, race fans,
here's the rules from NASCAR,

that if you pass the pace car,
it's an automatic fine.

All right, many drivers
are taking advantage

of the caution flag

for pit stops
and an extra chance

to keep their car in the race.

Here comes Leander Fox
in for his pit stop.

The 99 car has been in there
all the way today.

Leander, taking no chances,

is using this time
under the yellow flag.

In a race of 500 miles,
anything can happen.

Leander, taking on gasoline,
a quick windshield wipe,

a quick check of everything.

This is going to be a fast one,
one of the quickest of the day.

In and out of the pits
in 10 and a half seconds.

Right down the pit lane
goes the 99 car,

heading for
the entrance to the track.

There's the green light
and the race is on.

Dave Owens still holds
the lead in car number 43

with Leander Fox
in car number 99

running 14 seconds behind
the second-place man.

We're in lap number 239,
and the duel is still on.

Leander Fox in the 99 car

starting to close
that gap of 14 seconds

between second and first place.

Both of these drivers
have driven

a beautiful race so far.

Around they go, lap after lap.

Dave Owens
putting on all the speed

he can get out of that 43 car.

These cars are hitting speeds

of 175 miles an hour
on the straightaway.

Leander Fox slowly closing.

He's now running six seconds
behind the leader.

They're passing car after car.

They've lapped the field.

What a finish
this is going to be.

Leander's moved up to where
he's drafting the 43 car.

Both drivers
really dumping it on.

Leander Fox is inching his way

closer and closer
to the lead car.

A trick of these drivers is
to draft right up to the turn,

then move out
around the lead car.

Both of these drivers,
new to Daytona,

may not have learned this yet,
but we'll have to wait and see.

Here it is, Leander Fox
doing it the hard way.

Out around the outside
to take over

first place from Dave Owens
in the 43 car.

Leander Fox has
learned his lesson well.

He pulled a smooth job
getting around the 43 car.

Dave Owens to take the lead
in the final laps.

Here's trouble with the 99 car.

It's starting to smoke
very badly.

What a tough break for Leander
after a great race here today.

We'll keep an eye on him.

Still smoking
and getting worse.

Old Leander's done
blown a fuel line.

If that hot stuff
hits those pipes,

he's gonna look
like a Roman candle.

The 99 car has caught fire,

starting in the engine
and running clear

to the back of the car.

Leander Fox is
still not slowing down.

This could be a bad one.
This could be real bad one.

The fire is
all around the gas tank.

Still, he keeps going.

Trying to win it on fire.

Over in turn one, two more cars
have crashed into the wall,

Flipped over, and are burning.

The number three car,
driven by Jack McDonald,

flips upside down
and is sliding down

the straightaway
at a terrific speed,

spinning around and around.

Man, what a slide!

Down the straightaway
comes Dave Owens

in car number 43,
now in the lead.

Cars are weaving
in and around the burning cars.

And here comes the 99 car,

Leander Fox,
still trying to win.

He's clear out
of his brain bucket.

The car has disappeared
behind the wall.

Race fans, in all my history
as an announcer...

...this is the worst fire
I have ever witnessed.

All we can do is wait
for a report from the turn.

He's burned pretty badly
around the face and hands.

He won't be racing anymore,
but he'll be all right.

You can go in
and see him now if you want.

Thank you, sir.

Jane.

I'll take these in
to him, honey.

Jane, remember,

being a camp follower
to a race driver is no good.

A woman ought to have a home.

You remember everything I say.

Son, I had you pegged wrong.

Thanks for coming by.

Well, you can't win 'em all.

The doc says you won this one.

He also said I'll never
play the violin again.

You know, it's funny.

There you are, laying there,
looking like a loser,

but yet you've got all
the chips in front of you.

You busted the game, Leander.

I'll send you a postcard.

Leander, now that
you won't be racing anymore,

maybe I can catch up with you.

It's up to me now to catch you.

He's gonna be okay.

What about us?

You talkin' home and fireside,
or just togetherness?

It's up to you.

Martha, I'm a drifter.

I guess I always will be.

A drifter, maybe.

But from here on in,

as long as I'm around,
cross out loner.

I need a man.

I've noticed.
You think I'm enough?

When you win your race

When you find your star

When you know
Just who you are

Turn around

Turn around

Turn around

Turn around

You'll know
Where to find me

When you win your prize

When you climb your hill

When you do all
You say you will

Turn around

Turn around

Turn around

Turn around

You'll know
Where to find me

I'll be here

Just for you

My heart says you belong

Is it right?

Is it true?

How can my heart be wrong?

When you find someone

And you fall in love

And you find
All you're dreaming of

Turn around

Turn around

There I'll be

There I'll be

That's when you'll find me

Look out, world,
Here I come

I'm a racing son of a gun

I'm the fastest
Under the sun

Fireball 500

You know what?
We may have started somethin'.