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- Here you go, two for ya.

- Thanks, baby.
- Good there.

Okay.

Okay dudes, let's
walk this sucker.

- All right!

- The porch, I've told you
a million times, the porch!

- Have a nice day!

- Mafana, Toto.

Aw, shit!

- If you guys don't shut up,

I'm gonna tell your
father tonight.

- Hoo, gnarly!

- Dan, how's the fishing?

- Same as always.

See you tomorrow!

- Hurry Ma, he's coming!

- Where is she?

Hey, good lookin'!

- Thanks, Cru!

- I didn't know I was
running a racetrack

for them funny-lookin' bicycles.

- Beam me up, Scotty!

- Come on, move!

- Oops!

- The world would be a lot
better off without kids!

- Only missed
it by five minutes, Cru.

- Yeah, I know, but when I get
it I'm gonna shoot for 7:10.

Bye, Ms. Grey.

- I mean, what more do you want?

UCLA, SMU, Yale, Harvard.

- Out of the
way, everybody!

Yes, Cru, show time!

- Look out, below!

- Now that's one
juvenile asshole.

- Look out!

Heads up!

- You creep!

- Hey!

- Hey, dude.

Hey, there's your fantasy, Studly.

- Fantasy?

Katie and I are like special.

- Oh, special love!

- I'll see you after school.

- Okay, we're there, dude.
- Bye bye.

Come on.

- Hey, Katie, hold on.
- Hey, Katie, isn't that Cru?

- Yeah, my biggest mistake ever.

I'll see ya later.

- Hold on.

Damn it.

- And without further ado,
our partner in Helltrack

and president of the Federation
of American Bicyclists

and owner of the Mongoose
Bicycle Company, Mr. Duke Best!

- Thank you, Mayor Jenkins, for
your wonderful introduction.

And thank you, you wonderful
citizens of Cochrane

for allowing us
to share with you

this beautiful
city and community.

This could be mutually
beneficial to all of us.

- That, Mr. Best, is
what we're counting on.

- And I publicly wanna
thank you, Mr. Timmer,

for your enormous
contribution in this venture,

in helping make
Helltrack a reality.

And I assure you we
will not disappoint you.

- You really must
understand, Mr. Timmer,

that, well, a race
such as Helltrack

has never even been
attempted in BMX history,

but when you put up
$100,000 and a new Corvette,

you're gonna have all the top
factory riders right here.

- Think about it!

TV cameras in every
corner of the town

showing on network television
the spirit of Cochrane

and of course my bicycles.

- Excuse me.

Not to put a damper on
the spirit of things,

but I wonder how our
kids are going to feel

when hundreds of outside
youngsters take over their town

and they're not allowed to
race in their own backyard.

- Hey, just a minute.

Trust me, Mrs...

- Grey.

- Mrs. Grey.

See, most of our factory
riders are professionals.

That matter, you don't
have to worry at all.

They're respectful and fair.

As far as the local
youth are concerned,

well, we'll see that
that's taken care of.

We will hold a...

qualifying race...

And I will put up--

$10,000 for any local
youth who can qualify

and run in Helltrack
regardless of whether or not

he wins Helltrack!

- It's a deal.

Mayor.

Very nice.

- They say
this guy Bart Taylor

is gonna walk Helltrack.

- If I was eligible,
it'd be no contest.

- I hear you talkin'
but I'm not believin'.

- This Bart dude,
he ain't so awesome.

What do you think, Cru?

- I don't know.

It's gonna take a radical
miracle to beat this guy.

Oh, Sergeant Smith,
and he wants to play.

- Then we'll play.

Wonder who he's
goin' for today, huh?

- I don't know.

Hey, I'll bait him, okay?

- All right, dude.

- Hey!

- Hey!

- You shoulda seen the
look on skinhead's face

when I came by that fence!

- You shoulda gave him a
run for his money!

- Maybe next time
he'll chase me.

Hey, dude, we're
going ass sliding.

- Wanna come?

- No, ass sliding with you guys?

I've been waiting for my ass
sliding with somebody special!

- Oh, like who, Katie?

- Well, maybe.

But anyway, I gotta
pick up Wes at school.

- All right, see you tomorrow.

- Okay.
- Catch you later, dude.

- Come on.

- Hey Dwight, do I
start it over here again.

- Hey, you guys shouldn't
be wasting meal ya know.

- Come on, Wesley, we're
havin' lots of fun.

- Check outta town, Jack.

- Waiting for your
brother, Wesley?

- No, you blimp, I'm meditating!

- You think your
brother's so cool.

He's nothin' next
to Bart Taylor.

- He is so.

And if you don't take that back,

I'm gonna punch your lights out.

- Wesley, nice young
girls don't talk that way.

You know you don't mean it.

- I'm gonna kick his...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, hot shot, hot shot.

Come here.
- Cru!

- Yeah, Wes, hop on, come
on, we'll get outta here.

See ya, Ms. Kirst.

- Cru, you were late.

- Hey, forget that.

What was that terrorist
act all about back there?

- It just bums me out
how the stupid kids

think Bart's so rad.

You're better than him.

And if you could
race, you'd show him.

Wouldn't ya, Cru?

- I don't know, that Bart
guy's pretty good, Wes.

- Bullshit.

Ugh, Mom's not here.

Come on, let's go faster.

- Hey, Wes, how about a shower?

- What are you doing?

No, Cru, no.
- Yes, Wesley, yes.

- No, I'll do the dishes
for a week, two weeks, no!

- Ooh, Wes, wasn't that fun?

- Like a root canal.

- Hi, Mom!
- Hi, Mom!

- Hi, kids!

- Hey.

Hop off, hop off.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

How you doing?
- Hi, sweetheart.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hello.

I gotta go, I'll see ya.
- Okay.

- As a big strong guy,
I'll take 'em for ya.

- Thank you.

Did you have a
good day at school?

- Yeah, great.

I kicked a kid in the shins.

- Ah.

You guys finished yet?

- Yeah, just a second, Mom.

Wes.

I gotta talk to Mom alone, okay?

Take a hike.

- Give me a break, Cru.

I'm 10 years old and
I'm staying right here.

- Out!
- No!

- Okay, okay, then just
don't say a word, huh?

- Cru's gonna try
qualifying for Helltrack.

- Okay, that's it.

- Oh, come on.

I'm gonna croak in here!

- You're gonna croak in
there if you don't shut up!

- And you'll be sorry!

- Isn't this the day you're
supposed to make up your SATs?

- I know, Mom, but--

- But what?

You always wanted to go to
college, that's been the plan.

- This is a very important race.

Would you look at
the stakes here?

Besides, I really think
I can get this one.

I think I've got a chance.

- You have a chance
with an education.

- I know about that Mom
but Dad always told me

when your gut talks
to you, you listen.

- Oh Christopher, that
won't wash with me.

Just because he's dead doesn't
mean anything has changed.

- I know, Mother--

- Look, I don't wanna
hear anymore about it!

- I bet Dad woulda understood.

- Oh, shit.

- Put your eyes on this
baby, I'm bad, yoo!

- All right, Luke!

- Oh no!

- We've had it, man, let's go.

- Yeah, you've been
practicing all day

and you still haven't got it.

Why don't you give up?

- I'll get itif I can
keep from getting dizzy.

- You're always dizzy.

- It's terminal.

- You guys go ahead, I'm
gonna stay and practice.

- You're hopeless, man.

- See you at the
parade, if you survive.

- That's 99.

- Hey, Louise,
can I have a ride?

- Hey, Louise,
you get to keep the car?

- Come on, Louise!

- Hey, Wendy!
- Hi, guys!

- Ooh, baby.

- Bart!
- I love you, bart!

- Helltrack, in this hick town.

- They've gotta be
kidding, this is a joke.

- Oh boy, this is some
parade, Burton, some parade!

- Mm-hm, and it's gonna
lead us to a lotta profit.

- That's exactly what
we're countin' on.

- Mm-hm, mm-hm.

- Hi, Grandpa!

- I'd love to get one
of those hats, huh?

- Look, it's Ramona.

- Yeah, one quick stop
and that boy's history.

- He's so cute.

- All right, let's check it out.

- A little zigging and zagging.

- This is a big town we're
rolling in here, huh guys?

- I'm surprised the Main
Street's even paved.

- Come on,
give 'em a wave.

- How you doin'?
- There's a couple cute girls.

Maybe the only two in town.

- I'll be back in
a minute, fellas.

- Hilar.

- Hey, Bart, all right!

- Parades about ready
to get out of here.

- I don't know why
we even stopped.

- Did you give
Christian a little AA?

-AA?
- Yeah.

- Attitude
adjustment?

- You know, I'm gonna
have to talk to Duke.

She just doesn't fit into
our team anymore, you know?

- You'll all have to move,
this is so un-American.

I have to get through, I'm
late, my cake's in the oven.

Young man, can you
do anything for me?

- Come on, I'll help you out.

- Oh, you're such a nice boy!

Thank you!

Thank you, young man!
- No problem.

- All right guy,
let's move over.

- Whoa!

Come on.

- Hey, guys.

- Thank youl!

- Hey, Cru,
we got company!

- Look out!

- All right!

- Have you seen a kid on a bike?

- Yeah, lots of 'em.

Have a nice day, Officer.

- Hey Katie, watch this.

Katie, check this out!

God, you're easy to impress.

This one you'll love.

Hey, hey, wait!

Not too shabby, huh?

- Immature is more like it.

- Give me a break.

Are we goin' to the
dance tonight or what?

- I'll be there.

- Well, great, rad, I'll
pick you up at eight, huh?

- What makes you think
I'm going with you?

- Why not?

- And you'll pick me up
how, on that dumb bike?

- Yeah.

- Sure.

- Well, Coop, what do you think?

- Great!

- Yeah, just the shot in the
arm Cochrane needed, aye?

- Yeah.

- Morale has never been higher.

Your reelection
should be a cinch.

- Well, thanks to you
and your friend Best.

- Mm-hm.

- Don't take this the
wrong way, Burton,

but what's all your interest
in this bicycle stuff?

- A good feeling, Mr. Mayor.

A good feeling!

- Speaking of good
feelings, gentlemen,

let's step down
to the punch bowl

and let me wake up those drinks!

- Don't mind if I do!

- I like doing business
with ya, Burton.

You're a man of your word.

Best track I've ever seen.

- My end was easy.

I don't want it wasted!

Now it's up to you!

- Oh man!

- It's stupid.

- Hey, check out the interior.

- Yeah.

- Woo hoo hoo!
- Nice!

- Ooh, let's doit!

- Back up, babe, and
take that nerd with you.

- Come on, come on, how
about a little space here!

You out.

- Come on, Tiger, let's go!

- Go Bart go!
- Tiger!

- What a treat boppers.

Bart Taylor and his troops
are gonna shake it up.

This has gotta be hot!

- Oh, kiss me next!
- Me too!

- Is there anything
that kid can't do?

Boy, he's got it all, hasn't he?

- Yeah, and we got him.

- Yeah!

- You can do
it, Cru, go ahead!

Go ahead!

- Hold everything,
it's Christian Hollings.

- A little early with
the act, aren't ya?

Could've showed some
respect and at least

wait till I was done dancing.

- Could it be
that she and Bart

are gonna bicycle boogie for ya?

- Excuse me.

- I hope so!

Christian, just give me the
sign when you're set to jet.

- Cru, Cru, Cru!

- What happened to my eyes?

That is not Bart Taylor.

Well, let's see what he can do.

- Who is that kid?

- I don't know.

- What factory is he with?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean
you don't know?

It's your job to know.

Find out.

- Hey, guys, what are you doing?

- Let's split!

- We're outta here.
- All right, Bart.

- Coming by later?

- Yeah!
- We'll see you there.

- Okay.
- You bet!

- You love it, I love it.

Come on, Christian!

You can shake it for
us one more time!

- Hey, Pop!

- Yes, sir, Mr. Taylor.

- Hey, what do you gotta do
to get a table around here?

- Have one for you
in a minute, sir.

- Come on, come on, come on.

Do we get a table
or do we leave?

- Have one right away, sir.

- Isn't exactly the Ritz.

- Oh my, should we be honored?

It's the king and his court.

- I'll take the court,
both of 'em.

- Idiot!

- Hey, take it easy,
it's all right.

Whoo, scary.

- Won't take a
moment.

- Hey, what's this?
- New rules!

- Hey, it's bogus.

- It's still the rules.

- Give me a break.
- Let's get outta here.

- This way please.

Cru?
- Yeah.

- Clean up here.
- Yeah.

- Ladies.

- Hi.

Hi.

- Come on, Cruiser,
I'm bettin' on ya!

- This is the
easiest money I ever made.

Pay up, ya big goon.

- You know, you're letting
your body turn your head!

See, if you let your head lead,

your body will just
follow naturally.

- Really?
- Mm-hm.

And besides, if you do make
it and those mattresses

are there, they're just
gonna cause you to wipe out.

- What are you, nuts?

- No guts, no glory.

- Luke.

Take the mattresses out.

- It's your butt, pal.

- What's
left of it.

- He's dead.

- Wipe out.

- Gnarly.

- You over rotated.

- No shit.

- 1 didn't get a
chance to thank you

for the dance last night.

- You're welcome.

- You took off so quick
I thought maybe there

was something about
me you didn't like.

- No, no, that's not it.

- You know, you're really
pretty good on that bike.

You picked up that
move like that.

- Well, I didn't have
much of a choice, did I?

So you gonna ride Helltrack?

- No.

I kinda wish I could but
I still race for trophies.

See, my factory sent me here

for kind of a show
and tell thing.

You know, this
really is beautiful.

- Yeah.

- Bet you have a lot
of fun around here.

- Fun?

You wanna see fun?

Here, follow me.

It's bad!

- This is what?

- This is ass sliding.

- Hey!

- What is it?
- Oh!

You know, I've been
all over the world,

and I don't think I've ever
seen such beautiful country.

- Yeah, it's nice.

Never been any
place else though.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Where you gonna

go to college?
- Did you go to college?

I guess you are, huh?
- Yeah.

How ‘bout you?

- Well, I plan to but qualifying

is the same day
that my SATs are on.

- So?

- You know, maybe it's a
mistake to give up college

to try to qualify.

Besides, those pros are awesome.

- Well, yeah, they've
had lots of training,

they've had lots of experience,

but you know, there is something

about the way you
ride, it's so natural.

I just think it's incredible.

- Really?

- Took me six months
to learn to air walk.

Took you one afternoon.

And besides, you don't
have to give up college.

My sister took six months off

and then she went back to
school, it didn't hurt her.

- Hey.

If I try to qualify,
will you be there?

Hey.

- Late again, Cru?

- Oh, excuse me, Blob,
I don't have a watch.

- Bob, the name's Bob
not Blob, smartass.

That's what you get when you
hire a boy to do a man's job.

- Hey, Cruiser,
how's it goin' guy?

You're gonna do it?

You're gonna try to qualify?

- Get that, the paperboy
thinks he's a pro.

- Hey!

It ain't worth
gettin' fired over.

- Cru?
- Be quiet.

- You're trying to forge
Mom's name?

Helltrack will freeze
over, Mom will be home,

and you still won't
have it right.

-Let me do it.
- No way!

I'm not letting my
little sister start in

on a life of crime.

- Give me the pen.

- Well, you little shit!

I've been here killing
myself for two hours.

Where the hell have you been?

- Brushing my teeth.

- Can I borrow your headphones?

- Yeah, they're in that
second drawer over there.

- Thanks.

- Five, four,
three, two, one, go.

- Good afternoon, everyone,
this is Bill Johnson.

We're here for the
biggest and most important

bicycle motocross event
ever held, Helltrack.

The very finest riders
in the country are here,

riding for some $100,000
and a Chevrolet Corvette.

Now later this week you will
see the BMX Helltrack finale,

but for today, it's qualifying,
the qualifying rounds.

Prior to it, it's
our great pleasure

to bring you the man who's
responsible for all of this.

The founder of the Federation
of American Bicyclists, FAB,

Mr. Duke Best.

Duke, a real pleasure to
have you with us, sir.

- Well, well, thank you, Bill.

It's my pleasure.

- Well, tell us now, what is
the concept behind Helltrack?

- Well, you see, Bill, we
decided that we needed our

very own Super Bowl, so we
hired the very best experts

to build and design a track
that combines the different

styles and skills of BMX
racers and freestylers.

It's never been done
before, you know.

- Until we came to Helltrack.

- Exactly.

Helltrack.

But considering we have
all the top participants

of the factory riding in
this one, I wouldn't exactly.

I wouldn't
exactly bet the house

on any newcomer winning
this one.

- Well, thank you, Duke.

Now let me explain to you
the rules and regulations

for Hell--
- Bill.

Bill, let me explain the rules.

- That's a little unusual.

Oh, he has them right--

- Each participant will
run three qualifiers

to get to the big one.

Each race will get tougher
as lesser experienced

riders are eliminated.

And the 20 racers
with the best time

will have the opportunity
to race Helltrack!

- Well, right now let's meet
some of the top BMX racers.

- Right, right, and
right there, right there,

the most proud one of
all is, right there,

the number one rider, the
ace BMXer of all time,

my man, Bart Taylor.

- Bart Taylor making
quick work of heat one.

Winners transfer directly
to the $100,000 finale.

The Reynolds twins will
be second and third.

They'll move to heat three.

- That was my big shot.
- Come on, don't you think

you should be getting ready now?

- He is, he's
already barfed twice.

Ew!
- Riders for heat two

in the line, riders for heat
three into the staging area.

- Good luck, Cru!
- Come on, sweetheart.

- In heat three,
17-year-old Cru Jones

will give local fans
something to cheer about

as he goes up against
some of the sports best.

- Goddammit, Cru.
- Jones adds some down home

flavor to these races.

He says he gained his experience
delivering newspapers.

- Hey Bob, come here.

Look at that.

Ain't that the
kid you work with?

- Yeah, I hope he
gets his butt kicked.

- Come on, Bob, lighten up, huh?

- Come on, Cru!

- The Reynolds twins with a
great hole shot go out in front.

Slow off the line is Cru Jones.

- Come on, you big goon!

You can go faster!

Come on, Cru, let's go!

- How was it?

- It was so easy it's a joke.

- Richie
Anderson will win it,

and Jones is gonna
hold on for second.

The local hero showing
remarkable finish line strength.

- You see the kid do it?

- Yeah, I got eyes.

- Okay.

Finish in the top three
once more and you're in.

- Terrific.

- We're ready for the
12th and final qualifying race.

- Oh man, that's a tough
break, Luke, I'm sorry.

- Gotta do it for
all of us, dude.

My man.

Check it out.
- What's this?

- Now local
interest continues to be

sparked by Cru Jones.

He's had a second and
a third place finish.

He needs the win or the
points from another second

or third place to put
him in the finale.

Riders are at the line
awaiting that starting flag.

Last chance to qualify.

- Guys, put me down!

- Oh shit.

- You defied me.

- I didn't do it to hurt you.

- It's not me your hurting.

You're willing to sacrifice
building a solid future

for a bicycle race.

It's very self-destructive!

- Would you try to understand?

The only thing I'm good
at is riding this bike.

And now I have a
chance to be the best,

maybe the best in the world.

I can take those SATs any
time, maybe in six months.

But this is the only opportunity
I'll ever have like this.

I started out as one in
1000, now it's one in 20.

Now, to give that up,
I think that would

be very self-destructive.

- I want you to
make me a promise

that in six months you'll take
those SATs no matter what!

- No matter what, I promise.

Mom?

Thanks.

- The surprise of the
day, the local delivery boy,

Cru Jones, who although
he never won a race,

amassed enough points to
assure himself a place

among the best
BMXers in the world.

- Did you find out who
that kid works for yet?

- Look, no, Duke,
I've been busy.

- Damn it, when I tell
you do something, do it!

- You know, I really didn't
think she'd understand.

- Better yet, I
think I'll buy him.

- Hey Cru, man,
where are you, buddy?

- Cru, Cru!
- Buddy, where are ya?

- Is he here, no,
he ain't in here!

- Guys, break it up.
- Whoa, hey, hey.

- Whoa, there he is!
- Here's my, man, ow!

How you doin', buddy?
- Ladies and gentlemen,

how about some applause
for a rad dude!

Thank you, thank you.

- Oh no.
- Hey, this guy's a star.

Look, I know stars,
this man's a star.

Hey!
- Oh come on.

Not that old modesty game.
- You're a star, talk to me!

- 1 guess 100 grand
will do that to a guy.

- No, no, hey, listen,
listen, talk to me.

When you get that new Corvette,
being your best friend,

can I please have a
ride in that baby?

- Oh yeah.
- Guys, guys.

- Can I get aride in it too?

- Hold it, hold
it, guys, hold it!

Qualifying is a lot different
than racing Helltrack, okay?

I'm just glad I got a chance
to race, that's all, shut up!

- Hey Cru, Cru, the
bigshot BMX guy's outside,

and he wants to speak to you!

- Me?
- Yeah.

- You bad!

- Whoa!
- You a star now, man.

Hollywood, here we come.

That's my man.

Hey, go to him, man, go
to him, Mr. Hollywood.

- Lucky you, you're all alone.

You wanna come with us?

- No, I gotta work.

- Too bad, we've got
the whole afternoon off,

and I had something
delicious in mind.

- Oh, I gotta talk to this guy.

Hi, I'm Cru Jones.

- Just the person
I've been looking for.

Come onin.

How are you?

How would you like to
be the man responsible

for bringing BMX to all
the small towns in the USA?

- There itis.

- Can you believe this place?

Rag city.

- It's pretty, huh?

- Perfect.

- I hope Luke likes it.

- You know, it is really pretty.

I hope Bart likes it.

- You've got to be kidding.

- Don't worry, I am, come on.

- But you don't understand,
it's a chance of a lifetime!

Don't be an idiot,
kid, think it over!

- I don't have to.

You and me, we don't think
the same, not at all.

- There, there, there, there.

You'll regret it,
I'm telling ya!

You like to re, you'll
live, oh sure you'll.

Oh, you'll live.

- Hey, what's the
big deal, Duke?

This guy doesn't
even stand a chance.

I'm gonna wipe him.

- What the hell do you know?

I've got millions of
dollars of products

with your face on it ready
to be put in every department

store in this country as long
as you cross that finish line

on national television first!

So don't talk to
me about big deals!

- Duke, calm down, don't let
this kid get you so upset.

- I've never seen
such raw determination

and talent in one kid!

No way, no way is he
gonna screw up everything

I've worked for and
you remember that!

- Adam, Schwinn,
all right, go on in.

- Thank you.

- Cru Jones.

- Jones, Jones, Jones.

No, I don't seem to have
your name on my list.

Who's your sponsor?

- Sponsor?

- Who do you ride for?

- Well, me, I ride for me.

- Well, that's impossible.

I was told that you had
to have a sponsor to race.

- Well, since when,
I've never heard that.

All you had to do was qualify.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Gosh, you kids are gonna have
to forgive us for this one.

- What are you talking about?

- Well, it's most unfortunate,
but that is the new rule.

No sponsor, no racey.

Mr. Best is just sick
about it and so am I.

You know, he was totally
unaware of this rule

when he made the announcement
about the qualifying race.

Now, of course, we're
gonna give you the $10,000,

but unfortunately no racey.

You know, it's kind of a
shame to bring this up,

but this is all your fault.

- What's that mean?

- Come on Christian, I know.

- Do you wanna tell me
what that was all about?

- Best told me that if I
rode for him that he would

make me a star and all this
money if I threw the race.

- Oh, that weasel.

- Wait, you know about that
sponsorship stuff, don't ya?

- Well yeah, it's pretty simple.

A sponsor pays for your expenses

then you promote their product.

Well, like, for instance.

Hi Jer.

He obviously races for Coke.

- Coke.

That's big time.

- Yeah, well most sponsors are.

Know any heads of corporations?

- No, I don't personally,
but I think Luke's

in good with AT&T, I'll check
with him in the morning.

- Hey, you guys.

You hear they ain't
gonna let Cru race?

- Why not?
- They say he needs a sponsor.

- Oh bullshit.
- Who says so?

Hey, Cru, we heard what
those creeps did to ya.

- Yeah, we ain't
gonna stand for it.

- Yeah, if you don't
race, no one races.

We oughta go to Helltrack
and rip that mother down.

- Cru, I have something
for you, I made it myself.

So you can wear
it when you race.

- It's real nice, Wes.

- You hate it?

- No, he
doesn't hate it, Wes.

- Yes, he does.

- Would you make a couple
of these for my kids?

They just love them.

- They're 10 bucks a shot!

- Okay, but
you're a little thief.

- Hold it, we're not done yet.

- Wes, we're gonna use
this and their 10 grand

to beat 'em at their own game.

- Thank you.

- I'm supposed to
color the T-shirts.

Is this where I can
get my homework done?

- That's right.

Okay, biology, that's line two.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Hey, somebody, we
need some pins down here.

- Here's your homework, Picasso!

- Hey, Luke, don't you
dare mess that helmet up.

That's my only one.

Where'd you get that
goofy hat anyway?

- I don't know.
- I do.

- Hey, would you
guys hurry it up, please.

- Cru,
just stand still.

- I did a couple wrong so
it looks like you did it.

- You think I
can get a mannequin

to stand up here for me?
I'm gettin' dizzy.

- Okay, Becky,
just pin that sleeve

up a little bit.
- That smells terrible.

- Never mind
the dye, stand still!

- I'd work better
if you'd get off my hand!

- Hey, hey, Becky, be
careful what you're doin' there.

- Here's your homework.

- Oh, thank you.
- It looks nice.

- How's the length?
- Looks good, Becky.

- Yeah, that's all right.
- You'd actually look good

with a couple of
pins in you, Cru.

- I'll hold
the pins, Christian.

- Okay, the top looks good.

Let me just get in here
so I can get the inseam.

- Whoa, what are you doing?

- I'm just gonna measure your
leg so I can make your pants.

- Okay, well, be
careful, this is my

career we're talking about.
- I will be careful.

Straighten out your knee there.

- Ow!

What are you doing?
- I didn't do anything.

- Oh, oh, very funny!

- Amy, I'll
race you to the door.

- You're on!
- Night, Amy.

- Night.
- Good night, guys.

- Night.
- All right, guys.

- Catch you later.
- Take care, see ya.

Damn, I was so right
about those guys.

- Come on, it's so
obvious from the moment

you see them together.

- Yeah, I know, but
they never copped

to to it like that before.

- Well, they probably
just didn't want you

to feel left out.

- Yeah, so what's changed?

Just kidding.

- Kidding!

- How's that?
- Hey!

- Well, how about that?

Looks like the local yokel's
gonna race after all.

- Well, how about that?

- That's fine, he'll get
his shot and then Best

and everybody else will know
who really is the champ.

- Let's go.

- Let's get outta here.

- Christian, there's been
something that's buggin' me.

I need to talk to you about it.

What's all this
number one about?

- Self explanatory.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.

- You think you're
pretty bad, huh?

- Hot.

- Okay, little miss number
one, little special number one.

Why don't you follow me?

- Okay.

- A little table toppy?
- Ugh, child's play.

- Come with me, come on!

- Well, if you're gonna
show me something,

show me something serious!

- Ah, you freak!

- You know, I don't
understand it.

You waste two cans of
beans to make hot chocolate

in river water, and
the worst part is,

we don't even have any milk.

Now tell me, what is hot
chocolate without milk?

Watcha thinkin'?

- Just about everything that's
happened to me this week.

It kind of reminds me of when
I was like four years old

and the first time my
dad let go of that bike.

It was like a whole new life.

All of a sudden, it was
like I was in control.

I could go as fast I wanted.

It was scary but it felt good.

- You're scared now?

- Yeah I am, but I
wouldn't trade any of it

because day after tomorrow,
win or lose, I'm there.

- Well, well, well.

- Interesting, isn't it?

- Interesting?

Free enterprise.

Something you should
know all about, huh?

- You're welcome.
- Thanks, kid.

- Here you go.

You don't get one.

- Please, Wesley,
everybody else has one.

- No!
- Wes, come on.

- Okay.

- You can give him
the ripped one.

- Thanks.
- Hello, Christian.

Now this warms the heart.

- What heart?

- Only in America can
a group of young people

take the bull by the horns
and make something happen.

I'm proud of ya, son.

- Hey, mister.

Are you gonna blab
or are you gonna buy?

- Now she's a cute little
thing, isn't she, Elliot?

- Precious.

- How much are the shirts?

- 10 bucks each.

- Wow, that's a lotta money.

How many have you sold?

- 48, we're rich!

- Yes, we are, we
certainly are rich.

Let's see, that's $480.

At that rate, it'll
be about $49,520

before start time tomorrow.

- What are you talkin' about?

- Elliot.

- According to Helltrack
Bylaw Number 812.3 Bravo,

to be eligible, a rider must
be sponsored by a company

with at least $50,000 in sales.

Simply put, it means
no 50,000, no race.

It is a new rule.

- Hey, you come here,
I'll show you the rule!

- Don't!

- Now, that would be
the second mistake

you made with me, buster.

- I don't like you guys.

- You really are very cute.

- Wes, Wes, Wes!
- Ow, geez!

- Let me go!

- Cru, wait!

- Well, Burton.

Looks like you almost had
yourself a hometown hero, huh?

- Yeah, almost.

- Good, I like your attitude.

- What's that supposed
to mean, Best?

- Well, I'm beginning to see you

as a man who stands
by his convictions.

And I like that.

- I'm beginning to
see you as something

I might have stepped in, and
I don't like the smell of it.

- Oh, Cameron, Cameron, Cameron.

You didn't get where you are
by being soft, don't start now.

- Remember this, Best.

Nobody uses me.

- Boy, Duke, you really
nailed those kids back there.

They'll never come up
with that 49 grand.

- Will you please leave, guys?

- Luke and
Becky thought maybe I'd

find you here.

- Would you please go away?

- Do you think that you're
the only one who's been hurt?

- Do you wanna know
what I'm thinking?

What a fool I was not
to take Best's offer.

Everything else has been a joke.

- Yesterday you said
you wouldn't have

traded it for anything.

- Well, bullshit!

That was yesterday!

You know, nothing can
compete with money.

I'm glad I learned that now!

You gotta take what you
can get or you're screwed!

- You know, I was wrong.

Just because everything isn't
going your way you wanna bail.

I thought you were a man.

- Christian.

- Well, I'll be damned.

- Yeah, I knew I could do it!

Beautiful!

- Hi, guys!

Good work.

Good work, keep
it up, keep it up.

Hi, Norm!

- Hi, Norm.

Hey, with all this
Helltrack exposure

we'd oughta be able to move
that new Mongoose product line

off the shelves in about a week?

- Ah.

- Aren't you just a little
ahead of yourself, Elliot?

- I mean, according
to the contract,

Taylor has to win first.

- Don't worry, he'll win.

- I've heard your
bullshit before, Best.

He better win.

- Come on!

- Come on, quiet down!

Quiet!

It's not right!

Those kids worked as
hard as they could!

They worked as
hard as they could.

- Order.

As mayor, I see no point
in wasting good money.

- That's not the point!

Why not?
- I agree with her!

I think we should
take every opportunity

to give a local boy a chance!

And he's such a nice boy.

- Just a moment!

Just a moment, please, please!

Can I have a word here?

I thought I heard
it all till now.

I've watched these kids grow up.

I've chased every one of them.

I think Cru and his friends
have done something special,

real special.

They have given themselves hope,

and all your talk about
dollars is killin" that hope.

If someone doesn't see that
Cru has this opportunity,

well, I guess we'll all have
to learn to live with it.

- And a bag of this, please.

- Can I talk to
you for a second?

- I guess so.

- Would you like
to be my friend?

- Hey, Cru!

- Go away.

- Cru, they're having
a meeting about you.

- Who is?

- 1000, thank you, thank you.

1200.

- 1200.
- 600.

- 600.

- We're still $27,000 short.

- We're just about ready to
get the festivities underway.

With us is the founder
of FAB, Mr. Duke Best.

And shortly he's gonna
be presenting this award

to Ms. Christian Hollings
as the number one

amateur female rider in America.

That's coming up right off.

Well, here's an
interesting late note.

A change, local son Cru
Jones and his Rad racing team

have met the eligibility
requirements.

Now what that means
is that we're gonna

have all 20 riders in
competition on Helltrack

later today.

Let me ask you.

Duke, Duke?

We'll be back right after
this commercial message.

Hey, Duke!

- You better leave, honey.

I don't think I want
you to hear this.

You and you.

All you have to do
is take out that kid.

- You bet
- We got ya.

- Then all you
have to do is win.

Do I make myself clear?

- That is bullshit.

- You have just made
one big mistake.

- How's that?

- Well, Burton, I hear you
have quite a collection

of Rad shirts.

- That's true,
Duke, $27,000 worth,

and I'm gonna keep
every one of 'em.

Because I got a hunch that
by the end of this race

they're gonna be
mighty valuable.

Duke, don't get left out.

I'd run right over to that stand

and buy as many as you can.

- Let's cut out playin' games
with each other, Timmer.

You have as much to lose as I do

if Taylor doesn't win today.

We both know what
50% of nothin' is.

- What you're trying
to tell me, Duke,

is that I should see to it
that Cru loses, is that it?

- Now you're getting
it, you big hick.

- Duke, get this.

- Cru.
- Yeah.

- Sign my cast?

- Sure.

- Hey, don't be intimidated
by those guys out there.

Just go for it.
- Thanks, Ray.

- Cru, Cru,
Cru, Cru, Cru, Cru, Cru!

- Go for it.
- Take care.

- Cru, excuse me!

- Hey.

God, what I wouldn't
give to go ass sliding

with you right now.

- Why?

I believe in you, don't
you believe in yourself?

- Yeah.

- Well, what are
you waiting for?

Go get 'em.

- Cru!

You can do it.

Just pretend you're
in the lumberyard.

Go balls out.

- And welcome
to Helltrack.

This is the most
diabolical combination

of jumps, turns, and
obstacles yet created

to test the world's
best BMX riders.

$100,000 the monetary
incentive for these young

professionals, but it's more
than cash that challenges

these racers at the brink
of this 25-foot wall.

Here's the starting feed.

Riding for Team Hutch,
from Canada, Jeff Ingram.

For Team Robinson, from
San Diego, Richard Fleming.

Robert Rupe of Los
Angeles for DK Racing.

The Powerlite racer,
Danny Millwee.

From the Redline team,
from Torrance, California,

Scott Clark.

Canada's Kirk Bihun
has qualified for Norco

and Supersaco.

Martin Aparijo for GT.

Glen Adams out of Utah will
be riding for Bingham Bikes.

The Pindlepower rider
is Chris Phenix.

For Team Robinson,
it's Travis Chipres.

For Team GT, Eddie Fiola,

as well as Kevin
Hull from Texas.

For the Skyways team,
it's Richie Anderson.

Riding for Vans, is Beatle
Rosecrans from Honolulu.

And for Team Hutch
Hollywood, Mike Miranda.

Team Mongoose
qualifies three riders,

the Reynolds twins, Rod and Rex,

out of Bay Shore, Long Island,

as well as the number
one rider in the nation,

Florida's Bart Taylor.

Then there's the
independent, the privateer,

for Rad Racing, Cru Jones.

- I know that kid.

- Which one?

- The one in the red.

- Ah, you don't know him.

- Yeah, I do, I
work with that guy.

- Really?
- Yeah, Cru's my buddy.

- Keep an eye on that
boy in red, he's a local.

He's a fine young man.

- The field in the
starter's hands.

Every rider focusing on
this three-story drop.

Getting set.

There's the gun!

Cru Jones, number 33, has
taken an unexpected lead

over Bart Taylor.

Taylor's teammates,
the Reynolds twins,

are third and fourth.

Jones off the wall
and extending his lead

as he moves into the moguls.

Jones getting pressure from
the nation's number one rider

Taylor in the S's.

Here comes the cliffhanger.

Like in baseball, here you're
either safe or you're out.

Jones is on.

Taylor is safe.

The Reynolds twins
barely making it.

And Mike Miranda is out.

The end of lap number one,

the local rider Jones
is out in front!

Bart Taylor draws
even with Jones.

- Cru!
- Get up!

Get up!

Get up!

- Jones, he's
regaining his feet.

He's gonna try and continue.

Back on the track, he's 12th.

Team Mongoose
struts their stuff.

Ooh, Rex Reynolds bites the dust

as Cru Jones picks
up a couple of spots.

Reynolds is up, he
still maintains third.

- Let's go!

- Cru Jones
riding as if possessed.

He's moving into fifth!

Jones flies into fourth.

Two laps down, two to go.

Jones laps Mike Miranda
back up in racing

after that spectacular
spill earlier.

And we've got a rider down!

It's Hollywood Mike Miranda,

his second dramatic
exit of the day!

Bart Taylor on the point,
does a little grandstanding.

- That was bad, that was bad!

- What a short cut!

Oh my heart a back flip, Hulk
Hogan eat your heart out.

Taylor's lead diminishes.

His teammate, Rod Reynolds,
wants first place.

Reynolds is hit!

Taylor takes his own man out,
good night team strategy!

Here is Taylor stopping, he
wants Cru Jones one on one!

The top rider in America
Taylor puts his reputation

and $100,000 on the line to a
determined unknown challenger

who just keeps coming on.

- Come on, baby!

- Jones
moves to challenge.

In unison they clear that jump.

Jones on the inside,
Taylor outside,

Jones goes into first.

Shoulder to shoulder they peddle
through the final half lap.

Taylor regaining the lead.

What a fantastic
finish developing.

Dead even as they move
to the final hurdles.

Down to the finish, for the
checkers, Jones versus Taylor.

One more jump.

Give it to Jones,
Cru Jones wins it!

- Luke!

- Come on, baby, he won!

- Norm, wait a minute!

Come on, where you goin'?

We can sign that Jones kid.
- Leave me alone, okay?

Better still, go away.

- The benevolent
organizer of this great event,

Mr. Duke Best, will be holding
a special winner's party.

All refreshments are free,

and of course
you're all invited.

- Norm!

- You're history, kid, history.

You gnome, you'll
never work again.

- Hey, Bart.
- Taylor.

Thanks a lot.

- Yeah, all of the sudden
you're really some pal.

- Good race, man.

- Yeah, it was, thanks.

Looks like you're
out of a job, huh?

- Yeah well, you know.

Best isn't the
only game in town.

- Now that we're official,

think we got room
on the Rad team?

- Good idea.

All right.
- Yeah.

- What a team!

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