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What's taking this guy so long?

Is he really as good as they say he is? No.

Better.

What?

Who is that?

Why, hello, lady.

You ready to lose?

Last one to the water tower. Buys a round of fuel. Tell you what, I'll give

guys a head start. You're gonna need it. Later.

One 1 ,000.

Two 1 ,000. Ah, that's enough.

Pay attention.

You're daydreaming again. Me?

No, no, no, no.

No.

Okay, yes.

But, you know, come on, Leadbottom. Really? How hard is this? Fly straight,

around, fly straight, turn around. Are you disrespecting the sweet science of

aerial application? I am more than just a crop duster. Don't go flap -jawing

about that flings -around -the -planet -air -racing nonsense again. Excuse me.

It's called the winds -around -the -globe rally.

What a love of P .W. And it's not nonsense.

I've got a tight turn radius and a high power -to -weight ratio. You know what

else you got? What? A screw loose.

I mean, why would you want to give up crop dusting? Blue skies, no air

and that tingy scent of vitamin emulsion.

Just like Mama used to spray.

They say that sense of smell is the first thing to go.

Oh, quitting time.

A crop duster wanted to be a racer. You ask me, more racers want to be crop

dusters. I got some...

They got soybean fuel, switchgrass fuel, algae fuel. Oh, healthy, no -take -you.

What's next, pistachio propane? Are you nuts? For my money, there's nothing like

good old -fashioned corn fuel. Oh, yeah, you betcha. I even made up a slogan.

Oh, slogans are good.

Corn, it gives you gas.

Catchy. I like that. Me too. There you go, Sparky. You're all set. See you

later, Chuck. Sure thing.

This is Dufty Crop Hopper to Chuck. Over.

The jug isn't here. Come on, use the new call sign. Right, right, right. This is

Strut Jetstream calling Turbo Coach Truckzilla. Ready for practice? You

Strut. Ha -ha!

Whoa!

Punk. All right, buddy, I got you inside. Now let's start with some corn

sprints. Drop it. Can't be 20.

Okay, now let's try some tree -line vocals.

Yeah! All the way up and down. Don't be dogging it. That's how you do it. Look

at good.

Okay, adjust your angle of bank with your alien eyes.

You mean aileron?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, great.

Oil lines and oil cooler check out. And eight fittings look fine.

Nice. Wait a minute.

You've worn out your main oil seal.

Huh, really? That kind of damage comes from extreme high speeds pushing the

engine to the red line for prolonged periods of time. That would be unwise.

that's not you. You're a crop duster, and all you do is just dust crops at

low speeds. Yep, low and slow. Unless you've been racing again.

No. What, me?

No. Oh, man, duster, you were in the zone where a Saturn rocket couldn't

you. Boom!

We're talking light speed, light speed here.

You're going to tear it up at the qualifier this weekend.

Yo, Shelby.

Um,

I don't know.

Dusty, you're not built to race. You're built to dodge crops. Do you know what

will happen if you push it too far? Wing flutter, metal fatigue, turbine

failure. Oh, no, I'm going down.

Why didn't I listen to Dottie? Yeah, why don't you listen to Dottie? He's the

smartest mechanic in the world. Oh, my gosh. The orphanage kids fly out of the

way.

Kaboom.

Wow.

That was vivid and specific.

And exactly why I need you to come with us to the qualifier.

You're unbelievable.

You hear that? I'm unbelievable.

The orphanage.

Wings around the globe.

You know, I think we've got a really good shot of this, buddy. Oh, yeah,

especially if I finish this book by then. Oh, I love this show. The ten best

crashes of all time.

Not good. How did that happen?

That is not going to buff out. You know, this might not cover everything

you could run into out there.

What are you getting at? I don't know. I'm just wondering if maybe we need some

help. Help? From who?

Oh, well, like, uh, the skipper? That old corsair down at the end of the

Sure. He's a war hero.

He's an old crankshaft. Oh, my buddy Sparky says the skipper was a legendary

flight instructor in the Navy. That's right. He knows stuff. He's been

for decades. Why would I want to be coached by a plane who doesn't even fly?

At least he's a player.

Number one crash of all time.

Oh, man.

I'm okay.

Ooh, that's gotta hurt.

They say he shot down 50 planes. I heard stories about his squadron, the Jolly

Wrenches. They were the roughest, toughest, meanest flyers in the Navy.

Ruthless killers who showed no mercy.

Uh, wait, so... No mercy?

They'd shoot you as soon as look at you.

I hope you're right about this.

Chug!

Skipper? Say, I'm trying out for the Wings Around the Globe Rally, and I know

you can't fly anymore, but, you know, they say those who can't do, teach.

So, okay, what I mean to say is, you're not a truck, so I was wondering if you

would train me?

Come on, he's warming up to you.

I heard you shot down 50 planes. You looking to be number 51?

Uh, no.

No, no, no, no, no. Wait, wait. I just, I figured with my guts and your glory.

Your guts would be a grease butt on our runway somewhere.

Go home.

You're in over your head, kid. Look, you flew all those minutes.

Hey, Dusty.

I don't know how you talked me into coming to this.

Now, come on, Dottie. Wow, I don't believe it. A red -tailed P -51.

Oh, man, a sea fury.

Check it out.

Wow!

Ladies and gentlemen, may we have your attention, please.

Kindly direct your windscreens to the heavens above and give a warm welcome to

our special guest.

The prince of propellers. When he's speeding, he's a leading man. Get my

side, fellas.

When he's grinning, he's a winning man.

The one and only Rip Flingham!

You've gotten a riptide.

Thanks for coming out.

Who wants a picture?

Oh, with all that self -promotion, at least he's modest.

Dottie. That's Ripslinger. He's captain of Team RPX. They call him the Green

Tornado. Oh, he's so good. He's pre -qualified.

Oh, and those two? Ned and Zed. The Twin Turbos.

They're world -class racers. You know, I hear they used to be one plane and were

separated at birth.

Wow. I wish I was separated at birth.

Okay, people. This is the last of the four time trials being held worldwide.

Today's qualifying round is one lap around the pylons. The top five

will qualify for the Wings Around the Globe Rally. Oh, yeah.

Ponzarelli, you're up, my man.

Oh, man, that's nasty.

And he's through the start gate.

The racers must pass through the blue pylons on the horizontal.

And around the red pylons on the knife head.

Now he's coming back to game three.

Nicely done, my man.

Setting himself up. A little high through the blue pylons there. Lining up

the quadro. He's taking a hard right with a 273 high. He turns.

Oh, yeah. Back all the way around.

Woo!

Cleanly through.

Ah, look at you, man. That guy's good. It doesn't get much better than that.

right. Good feet. Lining up for the three pylons of pain.

Amazing pitch control.

Move. Fast.

Clean. He's going in. the final turn into the half cuban eight pulling the

aggressive 9 .2 g attacking the climb well that's the speed coming out of the

cuban eight at the end of a fantastic first run people a 124 .16 a very good

time for the other races to try and beat fast right through the pylon oh oh he's

got a great pace going here he's just a half a second behind oh engine failure

out of the race bye Great performance.

Watch the clock here. I can't wait. Line up for the blue gate. Oh, no, he did

not. That's a major penalty.

I would do eighth place.

Talk about fast.

Coming out of the Cuban eighth.

Whoa.

Field and ready, man.

Okay, bud. You're up.

Good and tight. Well, it's been a wonderful day here, Lincoln. All set.

we're down to our last competitor. This is it.

Wow. From Prop Lodge Junction, Strut Jetstream.

Strut Jetstream?

Yep, awesomest call sign ever.

It was my idea.

Ah, that explains it. Hey, that plane.

Landscaping was yesterday, man. Get off the runway. We're racing here.

Hey. Second call for Strut Jetstream. No, no, no, no.

I'm Strut Jetstream.

You're Strut Jetstream? Yep. A crop duster? Man, what's going on here?

Is everybody getting to fly today?

Man, your mama must have had high hopes for you. Now, you know you built for

seed, not feed.

You've got to be kidding me. That farmer's going to race?

Seriously, with a prop that small?

Maybe he races that leaky old fuel truck next to him. Who you calling leaky?

I'll leak on you if you don't check your intake. Don't lower yourself to their

level. Go on, Dust.

Go on, Strut.

Who's that guy?

I am.

Torn fuel's over that -a -way. Not for you to take a day off. Just to lose.

Go,

Doctor. It's going to be a tall order for him to knock Ponzarelli out of fifth

place.

And he's off.

Well, he's starting to look conservative. This ought to be rich.

193 miles per hour.

He's in the gate tube. Clean through the horizontal.

Wait, what?

He is practically mowing the lawn.

Cut in my house, man.

Okay, at the first split, he's a full second behind Fonzarelli. Y 'all, that's

lot of time to make up. But this guy's aggressive.

Now he's making that hard 270 -degree high deep turn. Woo!

That's it.

Second step up. Left first return.

Lining up for the three -pounder chicane. He's gaining speed.

Now, he's only half a second behind Fonzarelli, and he is closing rapidly.

Now, he's back on that stick. Up he goes. Up and away.

Now, only two pins of a second behind Fonzarelli. Come on, Duster. Oh, it's

going to be close.

He's going to do it. He's going to do it. Oh, yes. What a finish. Now, that's

what you call flying. Way to go, Dustmeister.

That's what I'm talking about. Jet stream.

The official time is one minute, 24 .26 seconds.

Sixth place.

close one, people.

Well, folks, that wraps up the trials for the Wings... Hey, pal, this place

ain't nothing to be ashamed of. That was a heck of a run.

Thanks.

There you go, topped off and all set, Mayday. You got it!

Oh, unbelievable!

Why don't you just go back? I mean, I think you actually messed up our

Man, you got to be the worst! I mean, the worst delivery trucker has ever

delivered a delivery!

Can I help you?

Please tell me this is Prop Wise Junction. Sure is. Oh, finally. You

you're not even on the map.

Yeah, pretty drive, though, ain't it? Oh, yeah, yeah, especially if you like

looking at dirt and corn.

Anyway, I'm looking for a strut.

Jetstream? Who?

Jetstream. Strut Jetstream.

Nope, nope, doesn't ring a bell.

You have a photo?

Oh, yeah, come over here. No, I don't have a photo. I have documentation that

says Strut Jetstream lives in Propwise Junction. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a

minute. Okay.

No. Gosh, I do. Oh, hey, I'm Strut Jetstream.

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

I knew I'd remember. There he is. Yeah. Strutting on over here. But you're

mispronouncing it lightly.

I am? Mm -hmm. Yeah. It's actually pronounced dusty crop hopper.

Dusty crop hopper? Yeah. It's Scandinavian.

Right. And I'm the Egyptian.

Googly moogly, what is that smell? It's vitamina mulch. Vitamina what?

The finest smelling compost inside of the Mississippi.

Original, creamy, and chunky style.

Oh, yeah. Smell that.

It's like daffodils and like Sunday dinner.

Oh, I just love it. I love it. Got some minimal, yeah.

Got some minimal, yeah.

That old airplane needs some help. Y 'all know that, right?

Yeah. Are you familiar with the racing fuel additive nitromethane? Oh, yeah.

juice. Go -go punch. That stuff will blur your vision and slur your speech.

illegal. I mean it totally illegal.

Wouldn't know what it looks like. Yeah. You were saying? That substance was

found in the tank of the fifth place qualifier, Fonzarelli.

Illegal fuel intake as an automatic DQ.

Oh, wait.

So you're saying out, you're in.

Congratulations.

You're in?

Hm.

He's dead.

You're never going to believe this. He's in.

Dusty's in the race. Dottie, he's in. What? Are you serious?

What? Dusty. Don't do anything crazy. Try things. Man, it's going to be cool.

You're going to cross oceans thousands of miles wide. Yeah. Breeze in your

rudder off one day. Oh, and burn it off the next. Frickin' hurricanes.

Or cyclones. Typhoons. Mushrooms.

Tornadoes. Trail force winds.

Yeah.

You'll end up a smoking hole on the side of a mountain with your parts spread

over five countries. What makes you say that? You're going up against the best

racers in the world, and some of them don't even finish.

You're sloppy on your rolls, wide on your turns, slow on your straightaways.

You've been watching me? Yeah, watching you make a fool out of yourself. You

need to be tighter getting in and out of your knife edge. Okay. Any extra

control input costs you speed and seconds. So you think I'm

Absolutely. Rookie mistake.

Are you giving me pointers?

No. I'm telling you to forget all this race and malarkey. You just ain't built

for it. You're a crop duster. You don't think I know that?

You don't think I know that?

I'm the one who's been flying back and forth across the same field day after

day, month after month, for years.

I've flown thousands of miles, and I've never been anywhere.

Not like you. You were built to fight.

And look what you did.

You're a hero.

I'm... You're a hero.

I'm just trying to prove that maybe, just maybe, I can do more than what I

built for.

You know what?

Just forget it.

You'll never understand.

0500 tomorrow.

Don't be late. Wait.

0500? Yeah.

5 a .m.

Buggy. Binoculars.

Those are some mighty clean optics there. What do you use? Some kind of

Oh, no, no. It's a special microfiber cloth. Ah, microfiber. Yeah, lint -free,

scratch -free. I'll get you some. Really? I got an ex -Navy, but he sells

to me wholesale.

I helped him set up his... Knock it off.

We got a lot of work to do.

I'll hook you up.

Thanks. All right, Dusty.

Remember this. It ain't how fast you fly. It's how you fly fast. Roger that.

Show me what you got.

Watch this.

Oh, yeah.

Great. You could go up and down. What else?

Tell me your turn.

Here we go.

You think that was good?

That's stuck.

Life hits those elk trees.

Oh, come on. Keep your nose up. Hey, give.

You on speed, right? Yeah. Serious boat rattling speed.

Oh, yeah.

Then look up. See those clouds?

The highway in the sky.

Tailwinds like nothing you've ever flown.

What are you waiting for?

Come on, power up. Firewall thrust.

Hold me wide, Dusty. Back right now.

Your nose is too high.

Get your nose down.

You're going to stall.

Ease off the pitch.

Nose down.

Hey, what are you doing?

What just happened up there?

I'm low on fuel. Do I look like I was built yesterday?

No, no.

It's a long story. I got time.

Uh, uh, okay, well, um, you know, I feel like I was having some problems with my

axial compressor, so... The Jolly Ranchers have a motto.

Bolo pro veritas.

It means, I fly for truth.

Clearly, you don't.

Sparky, push me back to the hangar.

I'm afraid of heights.

You're a plane.

I'm a crop duster.

I've never flown over a thousand feet.

Are you kidding?

Scared of heights and you want to race around the world?

Uh, Skip, during the attack of Tujunga Harbor, why, even the P -38s had trouble

at high altitude. Well, they didn't have to fly over the Himalayas, did they?

Well, I'll still be low to the ground, just...

Ohio? Oh, and after the war, those 38s went on to win races. Really? Is that

true? Oh, yeah, true. Like in the Cleveland race of 46. For real? Oh,

gets better. In 49, the P -38 Sky Ranger averaged 337 miles per hour.

337? Well, actually, 337 .4, but they round it down in the record books. Why

would you do that? Some people just have no respect for decimal points. Yeah, I

know. Tell me about it. I mean, why couldn't they round it up? Seriously.

right, all right.

So, you're a flatheader.

We'll work on that.

But for now, let's see if we can turn low and sloppy into low and fast.

Roger that.

It'll go like this.

Flag mark the start line.

Across the cornfield, three silos are waiting for you. Slalom those with a

radial G -pass. Wait, a radial what? Once you get to the trees, go to your

optimal rate of climb. Go about 500 feet.

Roll inverted and extend.

Trading altitude for airspeed. And dive toward the finish line.

Okay. String all that together, you might have a chance to beat him. Who am

racing?

Here he comes.

He's a twin commuter pushing about 1 ,500 horsepower.

He's pretty high up. You're not racing him. You're racing his shadow.

Beat it to the water tower.

Let's do this. Grab the silos.

Tighter. Lean into your turns more.

Your turns are terrible. Yeah.

Let's go, Dusty. Faster.

You're falling behind.

Begin your climb and catch him in the dive.

Start your dive now.

Never mind. You already lost.

So, we can increase power, or we can decrease drag.

Definitely increase power.

More torque means more speed.

Lousy. Come on, let's work that radial G -turn. Do it again.

One more time.

Again. Come on.

Push it, Dusty.

Better. Remember now, altitude for airspeed. Gravity is your out. Laws of

physics govern speed.

All right, Dusty. Give this run all you've got.

Use your radial G.

Let gravity work for you.

Looking good.

That's what I'm talking about.

Firewall to throttle.

Go, go, go.

You got it, Duster.

Begin your climb.

All right. Altitude for airspeed.

Catch him when you're in the dive.

Dive now.

He kicked Aston Martin's out there.

He's ready.

Whoa. That's cool. The piston and cross wrenches. Your squadron insignia. You've

earned it. It fits you.

Good picture, Dusty. Now listen, when the race starts and all those planes

off, it'll stir up a bunch of swirlies, just like the wrenches ran into in the

Battle of Airway. Roger that.

Sure wish you were coming with me, Skip. Just radio back when you get to the

checkpoints. I'll be your wingman from here.

Volo pro veritas, right?

Volo pro veritas.

Kick some tail, buddy.

We're all proud of you. Woo -hoo!

That's nicer!

New York, New York City, come on!

New York, New York City, I'm home, yeah. New York, New York City is home.

Uh -huh. And you don't stop. Welcome to the center of the universe, NYP.

Known all around the world as the place to be.

Home of the skyscrapers, bright lights, and rigid plane strings. Break, break.

Air race at number seven. Air race at number seven. Do you read? Kennedy

approach, over.

Uh,

uh, I'm Dr. Kropoff.

I'm looking for JFK Airport.

Crop Office 7, you are supposed to be on the Canarsie Visual.

Turn further left heading 195.

Maintain 1 ,000 feet. Intercept the 22 right localizer. You are cleared for the

ILS 22 right approach.

Roger. Heavy is sected in behind you. Run that by me one more time? Turn

left heading 195.

Maintain... Never mind. I got it. Do you see him?

Yeah, well, Radar does, but I don't see Diddley. Oh,

check out this pavement.

Nice.

It's so smooth.

Huh?

Huh?

Sorry. Go back to Jersey, you bum.

Excuse me. Where can I... Mind working here.

Sorry. A nice enough guy, but way too much baggage, if you know what I mean.

Oh, hey there.

I'm looking for pit row. The pit?

Oh, yeah, that's easy.

Do you want to go down this way towards the fire station? Okay. Then, back the

way out, we'll force off to the left. But don't go that way. You want to be

right. And if you get to the orange barrels, you went too far.

So... Just go straight ahead to the right.

Great. Thanks.

Hey, nice paint job.

Well, thank you.

I'm kind of proud of it. I think he was talking to me.

Oh.

Well, looky who's here. The Scandinavian. Hey, miss your hometown?

I don't. Just about blocked that memory out of my mind. But you're bringing it

right back with that.

Oh, man, that nasty vitamin will stink a bunch.

Yo, Tim's the last one to left. Go.

Okay.

Power wash is on the right.

Just saying.

Wow.

Bulldog from the European cup? The big dog.

Hey, I saw you do this unbelievable high -G vertical turn. How did you do that?

Well, let me tell you. In fact, why don't I tell you all my racing secrets?

Really? No.

Look, I don't know how things work in the backwater from which you hail,

but this is a competition.

Every plane for himself.

Goodbye. Yeah, sure.

Whoa.

Oh, wait a second. This is Aeroshell 100. I thought I ordered the DT -2380.

Well, I am sorry you had to see that.

Are you all right?

Sure. Why wouldn't I be?

And you are Pan -Asian champion and Mumbai Cup record holder, Ashani. Most

people call me just Ashani. I'm Dusty. I mean, my name is Dusty. I'm not

actually Dusty. I'm quite clean.

It's very nice to meet you, quite clean Dusty.

Nice to meet you, too.

Look at that propeller. A little over there. Not so much pressure. Excuse me,

guys. Pardon me.

Yeah.

Hey, look who made it. The crop duster. No, having you here is a nice vehicle

interest story.

Small town farmer makes it to the big time.

Yes, sir. But tragically crashes on Tigra. What? Wings around the globe when

rich slinger eulogizes the unknown hayseed and scatters his debris over a

cornfield. Freightings will be through the roof.

Okay. Good luck.

Far boy.

What? The hero of the people has arrived.

You have never heard of the great El Chupacabra?

Isn't that the monster that siphons fuel from small vehicles? No, no, no. You're

the stage name.

Designed to strike fear into the hearts of my opponents.

Yeah, he's the indoor racing champion of all Mexico.

Indoor racing?

Did you say el chupa cabra or el

cuckoo cabra?

You make joke?

You make joke?

Very well.

You leave me no choice.

I squeeze my teeth at you.

You have been shamed.

I hope I can get over it.

Oh, I just did.

Hey, I saw you race on Telemoto last year.

Of course, it was in Spanish, so I didn't understand everything. I am

Flatteradion Pequeño. You have done many of these long -distance rallies, yes?

Nope, this is my first one. It's my first time as well.

We will have many adventures, you and I. We will laugh, we will cry, we will

dance.

Um, wow. Probably not with each other. Of course.

I will see you in the skies, amigo.

Race fans, it's that time of year again.

Welcome to the wings around the globe.

Hello, I'm Brent Mustangberger, and this is the flagship event of the world's

fastest sport, where only the best of the best compete.

Each leg brings a new challenge, testing agility, navigation, and endurance.

But when it's all said and done, speed is the name of the game.

Our very own Colin Cowling is standing by live from JFK Airport with the best

seat in the house.

How's the view, big guy?

Brent, the scene below me is absolutely electric.

As you know, we have racers from all over the world here, but the real story

should be who's coming in second. The three -time defending champ Ripslinger,

who is seeking to become the first four -time winner in the wings around the

globe. The racers are making their way to the ring.

All right, everybody, get your Dusty bobbleheads, your oven mitts, hat,

stickers, and I also ordered a thousand commemorative whistles.

Hey, you think you can help me set up a website?

Just a gigabyte?

Well, not if you pet him nicely.

Dusty!

136 nations compete, 21 planes selected.

Folks, a step out of this field is a step into history.

And for the first time ever, folks, we have a crop duster in the race.

A crop duster?

Well, he's gonna die.

Wow.

You're caught in a riptide.

Muchas gracias.

Muy macho, ¿no?

Wow. Look at this crowd.

Stay focused, amigo.

Don't let anything distract you.

It's that vision.

Oh. That's Rochelle, the Canadian rally chair. Like an angel sent from heaven,

like a sunrise after a lifetime of darkness.

Like fresh fertilizer on a field of dying grass.

This is not your thing, my friend.

All right, Rachel.

Start your end.

Seven legs.

Over 31 ,000 kilometers, the world's highest mountains and the deepest oceans

all stand before them, just waiting to be conquered by the right competitor.

Here we go. Oh, boy. All the preparation. It all comes down to this

One of these planes.

He's about to fly off into the pages of sports history and become a champion.

First stage is a whoop, a dead sprint across the North Atlantic. That's right,

Brent. This is how it works, folks. The winner of the leg today is the first to

take off tomorrow.

Look who's finally here. It's that low -flying farmer boy. You do know this is

race, right?

Excuse me. How much does a snowplow weigh?

Enough to break the ice.

I am El Chupacabra.

Ah, you are the snowplow, oui. Ah, you could say that, yes.

And I am the ice.

Yes.

Cold, frozen, and like... No, I... I sound better in Spanish.

Why don't you go plow yourself, Elton Toy?

She is like an angel.

This is from Wash Junction to Dusty Crop Hopper. I read you, Chug. So what's it

like racing with the big dogs, Duster? Oh, well, uh, my wings froze solid, I

icicles hanging off my sprayer, and I nearly smashed into a ten -story

Awesome is not quite the word that I would use to describe a gruesome near

-death experience. You hang in there, buddy. There's nothing better than dying

while doing what you love most.

Oh, that's gonna make him feel a lot better.

Dusty. Just like when the Jolly Wrenches were up in the Aleutians, the air down

close to the sea has more moisture, which is why you took on ice.

You gotta try to fly higher.

Great. The good news is, tomorrow's leg goes through the Bavarian obstacle

course. It's all about agility.

So it's your chance to move up. And remember... It's not speed that wins

It's skill.

We're receiving breaking news of an incident disguised over Germany

one of the racers. Let's check in with Skycam 1 for more information.

Bulldog, the legendary flyer from the UK, is in tremendous danger.

It looks like he's flying blind.

Losing speed, losing altitude.

Wait, it's racer number seven, Trap Hopper, pulling up beside him. What's he

doing? Bulldog, Bulldog, apply your left aileron.

Okay. Stop roll.

Now quick, pull up. Cutting. Harder, harder.

Fly roll right.

Good.

Whoa! Big castle!

Pull up! Hard roll right!

Stop roll!

Are you still there?

I'm right here. I'll fly right alongside you. Add

power. Easy now.

Good.

Flaps down.

Lock them.

Landing gear down.

Begin your flare.

Power back a little.

Touchdown! Nicely done.

Thanks for your help, matey. I couldn't have done it without you.

You saved me.

What did I tell you, boy?

Every pain for himself, right? Where I come from, if you see someone falling

from the sky... Yes, but this is a competition.

Now you're dead last.

And I owe you my life.

Are you crying? I don't cry. I'm British.

Thanks, matey.

Sure thing, bulldog.

Well, I gotta say, crowd duster, you are a nice guy.

Hey, thanks, Fred. And we all know where nice guys finish.

Yeah.

Dead. Laughed.

You sad.

You drink.

Thanks. Great advice.

At least you are not lost in the race for love.

Rochelle? Her passion is sadly not for me.

I'll break, Altru.

Excuse me. My name is Franz, and I am a huge fan. I have fans?

Oh, no, no, no, just me. And I would like to say danke for representing all

little planes.

Uh,

you're a car.

Ja, ja, ja, but I am what you call a Flugzeugauto, one of only six flying

ever built.

Wow. Guten Tag, Herr Dusty.

I am von Fliegenhusen. Didn't you just say your name was Franz?

Nein, nein, nein.

Franz is a guy with no spine who is in charge when we putter about the

cobblestones in the air.

I am in charge.

This guy needs to get his head guard checked.

Serious identity issues.

This from the one wearing a mask.

Touché.

A boat pulling for you, Herr Dutty. Thanks for the support.

I need all the help I can get.

I have a humble suggestion.

Would you not be much faster without the pipes and tank and whatnot weighing you

down? My sprayer, again?

Yeah, why carry around the extra weight? The little crazy car is right.

Perhaps you need to start thinking like a racer.

Uh, this is reversible, right? Oh, oh, hey, you're being careful down there,

right? Oh, ooh, yep, that's cold.

So? Uh,

so, what do you think?

Wouldn't I buy that on a birthday call?

Green, yeah? Yeah, you took the words right out of my mouth.

Bye -bye, sprayer. Thanks for everything, Franz.

It's our third leg.

And we've already lost several competitors to equipment failure. But

story here, Brent, is Dusty Crop Hopper. Absolutely. He's passing one flyer

after another.

That's right. This guy was built to dust crops, but he's dusting the

competition.

What's next, Colin?

Well, Brent, this could be Crop Hopper's leg all the way. Crop Hopper's leg all

the way. The racers will have to fly under a hard ceiling of 1 ,000 feet,

under the clouds, and in the hills. Number 20 is qualified.

Makes everything a wrap.

What a move.

Incredible. Look at that radial G -path.

From last place all the way up to eighth. Mr.

Ripslinger, you were built for racing.

You know it. So how can a crop duster outfly you?

Wait, what? There he is.

Dusty. Wow. How do you keep up with the pros?

Did working on the farm make you stronger?

Dusty, Dusty, why do you fly so low? Why are they wasting their time with him?

He's a tractor with wings. Actually, it's a really compelling underdog story.

It's like Rocky. It's more like David and Goliath. Old Yeller. That's not an

underdog story. There's a dog in it. Enough!

Yeah, enough!

You know they shot Old Yeller at the end, you twit. Aw, spoiler alert!

Soon we'll be overrun by every banner -tower, sky -rider, and air -freighter

thinks they can be one of us.

That farm boy forgot who he is and where he came from.

He's not about to stop me from making history.

Dusty, Dusty, where did you learn to race? From my coach, Skipper. He's the

reason I'm even here. He's an amazing instructor and a great friend. He flew

dozens of missions all around the world. And I'm sure if he could, he'd be with

us right now.

Egg misfire.

It's probably not a good night for flying anyway.

Okay, come back soon.

Hey, you got anything new?

Glad you asked. I'm now selling these one -of -a -kind Dusty commemorative

Ah!

Whoa!

I'll be back in ten. Dusty! Way to go, Dust Meister! You finally removed your

M5... His what?

His MicroAir 5000DL aerial applicator. Use your words.

His sprayer.

Right.

Sprayer. Dusty, got a big leg tomorrow.

Yeah. How you feeling?

Uh... I can't believe it. The mighty Himalayas. Dusty, that vertical wind

is going to be wicked over those mountains. Well, the good thing about

that high up, you see, there's not a lot of oxygen. So if you crash, no

explosion. Great, Chug. Of course, you could die of hypothermia or short

avalanche. Look, Chug.

Chug. Chug. I got it. Skip, what if a guy wanted to fly through the mountains

instead of over the... Bad idea. The wrenches flew through terrain like that

the assault of Kunming. And Dottie's right. Wind coming over the peaks can

up rotors that'll drag you right down.

If you ask me, it's time to lug that up.

You can fly a whole lot higher than you think.

Roger that.

Hola, corazón.

Are you tired?

What? Because you have been flying through my mind.

Non -stop.

Hmm. And why would I be tired flying through such a teeny tiny space, huh?

You can only pretend for so long.

Hail to you.

What's the problem?

I am Icarus, and she is the sun.

I fly too close, and I melt.

Maybe you're trying too hard. Look, all you gotta do is go over, open your

mouth, and say... Hello?

El Chupacabra. I think someone is calling me. I have to go.

I wanted to compliment you on your success, Dusty.

You're doing very well for your first race.

Oh, that means a lot coming from you. I mean, come on. You were named most

aerodynamic racer by Air Sports Illustrated.

And let me just say, you are so aerodynamic.

Dusty.

What's with all the tractors around here?

They're sacred. Many believe that we will be recycled as tractors.

Oh, well, I believe in recycling.

Have you ever been to the Taj Mahal?

No. No, I haven't. Come on. Let's go.

Must be nice to be back home.

Well, it's complicated.

I have a billion fans and they're all expecting me to win. Maybe this time you

will.

Wow.

This place is amazing. It really is.

And tomorrow, you fly over the magnificent Himalaya. Oh, those little

Yeah, well, no, no big deal. You like to fly low, don't you? Oh, oh, that?

That's strategic. Air density and combustion.

You know, you could follow the Iron Compass instead.

Iron Compass? Yeah, railroad tracks through a valley in the mountains.

You can still fly low.

Really?

Thank you, Shawnee.

Anytime.

Every racer's nightmare is scaling the Himalayas. It's a short leg ahead, but

extremely treacherous.

No.

Is this where I'm supposed to be?

That is one of life's great questions.

I'm dead.

Mr. Crop Hopper, welcome to Nepal. I don't understand.

Have the others left already? Actually, no one else is here yet. You're in first

place.

Really? He flew through a what? A tunnel?

Is that these guys?

See, Gracie, like a firefox.

Dusty,

how does it feel to be in first place? Feels great.

But more than anything, I'm just happy I fit through that tunnel.

Guys, I gotta tell you, if you're ever in a tight squeeze, just...

Excuse me, guys.

Crazy day today, huh?

Oh, yeah.

A very exciting win for you today.

Quite a risk you took. Yeah, yeah. Hey, your propeller. Is it new?

Oh, I suppose it is.

Sky Slicer Mark V, right?

Aren't those made exclusively for Ripslinger's race team?

Are they? Yeah. Yeah, they are.

Dusty.

You set me up. Look, I didn't ever want to hurt you. Why?

It's complicated, okay? You could have got me killed out there today. I really

thought that you just... Don't around.

Well, you were wrong.

And I was wrong about you.

Oh, hey, Rip.

Thanks for first place.

Flying low and quick, Dusty Crop Hopper is managing to hold on to the top spot.

But current reigning champ Rip Slinger is just seconds behind him.

This surprise battle for first place has made Dusty Crop Hopper the one to

watch. He's become a working class hero around the globe.

Yeah, he could do it.

That's it.

That was my sky pad, man.

A new one's coming out in two weeks.

You're really showing them big -time racers a thing or two, huh? Yeah.

We head out across the Pacific tomorrow, Skip. You were stationed there for a

while, right?

Yeah. Got any advice?

Back in 41, during the battle over Wake Island, the wrenches ran into serious

monsoons with embedded CBs that could tear your wings right off. Be careful.

And one more thing.

I'm proud of you, Dusty.

Thanks, wingman.

Hey, Dusty. We have a surprise for you. You gotta let me tell them.

Go ahead, Chuck.

I know it.

It's on the tip of my tongue. I'll remember.

We're going... We're going... To... Malaysia.

Mexico. That's it. We're going to meet you in Mexico. Really?

Yep. Tickets are on Sparky and me. We sold 326 Dusty Bobbleheads, 143 Antenna

Balls, 203 Spinner Mugs, and 1 ,000 whistles. Go Team Destorino.

Yeah. You sure you're up for it, Skipper?

You bet.

Somebody else is doing the flying.

That's great news, guys.

I'll see you in Mexico. Yeah.

I'll bring the salsa.

Hey,

Alpio. Where's the fire?

It is in my soul.

Tonight, I shall win the heart of Miss Rochelle.

What fell, they know.

I'm just a love machine.

And I won't work for nobody.

I'm just a love machine.

¿Qué pasó?

Low and low.

When I taxi next to you, electricity starts

to blow.

And my indicator starts.

What does that mean? No idea. But French -Canadian is the language of love in

Quebec. So it's got to be good. I'm in your debt, compadre. If ever you need

I shall be there.

Compadre. I like that.

You are looking live at Pudong Shanghai International Airport.

Yep, first place.

Not too bad for a farm boy.

Oh, yeah?

Well, first place is for losers.

Can it, moron.

Now listen up.

It's time to make yourselves useful.

What happened to you?

That song.

It flipped the switch.

There's a monster.

Come here.

She's like a jaguar now.

This

is

our sixth and longest lake. These racers will need to follow their GPS antennas

because there's a big ocean between here and Mexico.

No! No, no, no!

What am I going to do?

Hawaii, are you there?

Do you read?

I am low on fuel.

Oh, no!

Oh, boy.

Unknown rider. Unknown rider. You have entered restricted airspace. Why haven't

you responded to radio contact? Somebody cut off my antenna. Identify yourself.

I'm Dusty Crop Hopper. Roger that. Bogey has been identified as Crop Hopper 7.

I'm running on vapors. I need to land.

What are you doing out here with an empty tank? Well, I thought I'd refuel

Hawaii, but... Hawaii is 375 miles southwest of here. What? Listen, Crop

Better follow us to the boat. No bingo fields around here.

Bingo field?

Places to land.

The boat?

The USS Dwight D.

Fleisenhauer.

Bravo checking in as Frank plus one. Check two.

Go ahead, Bravo.

Bogey, a civilian needs emergency fuel. Copy that. We're flying out loud.

That's all I need, a civilian exploding on the deck. We could rig the barricade,

sir. All engines a head flank. Aye, Captain. All engines a head flank. All

engines a head flank. Rig the barricade. Copy that.

Rig the barricade. Chop, chop. Hubba, hubba.

Let's line you up for the barricade.

All you got to do is rattle on back, call the ball, and hopefully end up in

spaghetti. What? Wait, no, wait, wait a second.

Guys, I'm not sure I can do this. I don't see how you have a choice.

Okay, but that runway is moving. We'll set you up on the glide path. Runways

not supposed to move.

Okay, I'm okay. I'm going to be fine. Moving runway, moving runway. There it

Here we go. Okay, maybe if I just came around again. Rubble your wings. Easy

with it.

That's not cool.

Come on, let's get you fixed up, refueled, and back in the race. You are

behind. Thanks, guys. You saved my tail out there. Victory. Victory.

Hey, what is that?

That's the Jolly Wrench's wall of fame.

Every flyer, every mission.

Skipper, skipper, skipper.

Oh, there he is.

Wait, I don't understand.

Why is there only one mission?

Doug, what's all that?

Well, I've never been out of the country. You know, I brought the

Whatever you do, don't drink the Petra. We're only going for two days.

Gotta be prepared, right?

Got beach wear, dinner wear, underwear.

Skipper, come in. Skipper.

Dusty, we're heading off to Mexico right now. Glad you got there safe.

Weather report says a major storm is brewing out there. I'm not in Mexico.

I'm with the Jolly Wrenches.

You're on the flies an hour?

for you. Dusty, if you're not past that storm yet... That can't be right. It

must be a mistake or... You gotta get out of there. You're gonna have to fly

high. Is it true? Get above the storm!

Skipper, is it true?

It's true.

It's true.

I only flew one mission.

But... But all those stories... Crop hopper, we got weather moving in fast.

gotta take off before it's too late. I just need a second here. That's a

negative, son. You don't go now, you don't go at all.

Be advised, JTWC has issued a tropical cyclone formation alert for the

Pacific Ocean.

Area of infection is located 5 -0 -0.

Report to catapult two.

The cat will take you from zero to 160 knots in two seconds. Two seconds? We're

going to check your weight and set the steam pressure. Remember, climb straight

ahead once you get airborne.

Climb straight ahead. Get above the storm.

Okay, engine, full throttle.

Nod to the shooter when you're set.

Go with it for the wrenches, Dusty. Volo pro veritas.

Dead wind's good.

Pressure's good.

Go on cat two.

Senor Ripslinger, any comment on the disappearance of Dusty Kropoper?

Dusty was a nice guy who flew the challenge and pierced the clouds of

mediocrity.

We're all going to miss him.

Excuse me.

Let's just hope he makes a better boat than a plane. Oh, yeah,

that was pretty good.

Ten times the engine you do. And ten times the integrity.

Said the plane with the shiny new propeller. How much integrity did that

cost you, sweetheart?

Two months.

You used to be a great champion.

How the mighty have fallen.

You are not even worthy of a cape swish.

Really?

How can it be only one mission?

I gotta get above the storm.

Six minutes, 190.

To the hangar!

Broken wing ribs, twisted gear, bent prop, and your main spar is cracked.

Bad.

It's over.

One mission.

So much for Volo Pro Veritas.

Can we get a minute alone, please?

You too, Sparky.

My first patrol as a Jolly Wrench was at Glendale Canal.

My squadron was all rookies, all razor sharp.

I should know. I trained every single one of them.

It was supposed to be a routine patrol, a milk rep.

Look, Skipper.

Enemy ship, two o 'clock low, two mile.

Easy pickings. What do you say? Negative, Jigsaw 2. Our orders are to

report back.

Come on, Skipper. It'll be a turkey shoot.

Let's do it, Skipper.

Yeah, come on. All right.

Let's go in for a closer look. But keep your distance.

Holy cow, it's the whole enemy fleet.

It was too late to pull up.

Arugula!

I just couldn't bring myself to fly again.

Let me ask you something, Dusty.

If you knew the truth about my past, would you have asked me to train you?

Can you believe it?

He hasn't been straight with me this whole time.

At least you were honest.

You said I wasn't built for this.

Guess I should have listened to you.

Dusty, if you had listened to me, I'd never, ever forgive myself.

Look, the skipper may have been wrong for what he did.

But he was right about you.

You're not a crop duster. You're a racer.

And now...

The whole world knows it.

Thanks, Dottie.

That means a lot.

I've gone as far as I can go.

I'm busted up. Look at me.

Yes, look at you.

Dorothy, I cannot bear the thought of competing without you.

Hey, that's the wing of a T -33 shooting star.

When the great Mexican Air Force needed help, American T -33s came.

They did not ask questions.

They did not hesitate.

They were there because that is what compadres do.

And what's that? That is my lunch. Don't touch.

But the wings are yours.

I'll chew.

I really appreciate your silence.

After all, you helped me with my pursuits of the heart.

Now we are here to help you.

We? We.

Good luck tomorrow, Dusty. I'm so proud to compete with you.

You're a good egg, Dusty. Look, here's a sat -down device, you know, just in

case you ever find yourself lost, you know, without a friend to help you

it.

Thank you, Bulldog.

Here's a pro control valve for you.

How about a starter generator?

It is an honor to fly beside you.

Thanks, everyone.

Really. This is fantastic.

Looks like all you need now is a... A new propeller?

How about a SkySlicer Mach 5?

Wait, that's your propeller. You could still win the race.

Oh, I intend to.

But with my old propeller.

This one didn't really suit me.

But I think you will have a lot better luck with it.

Thanks, Ashani.

Dottie, can you fix me? Does a PT -6A have a multi -stage compressor?

Yes! Yes, it does!

All right, you guys. Let's get him ready to race.

We are live from Mexico, and here they come.

This is it, race fans. The final leg, back to New York.

Come on. Yeah.

We'll see you in New York. Thanks, guys.

It's Justin time.

Dusty LaVista, baby.

You've got to hand it to him. He never gives up.

Come on, Chug. We have a jet to catch. New York City.

Finish line, here we come. Hey, so you ready to go, Skip?

Probably best if I don't.

But... Oh, okay.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Dustin! He's back!

You gotta be kidding me.

Whoa. Who's that guy?

It's the crop duster. Another one? It's the same one, knucklehead. Move aside,

idiots.

Holding on a few new parts doesn't change who you are.

I can still smell the farm on you.

You know what? I finally get it. You're afraid of getting beat by

a crop duster.

Well, check six, because I'm coming.

What are you punks looking at? Nothing, nothing. Sorry.

We are going to end this once and for all.

This is going to be fun.

This was all about speed and the willingness to give it all. First to cut

ribbon in New York.

takes home the trophy and the glory.

And we're off. And the first flyers take to the air.

I will wait for you at the finish line, hermosa. No, no, no, no. I will be

waiting for you.

The rest of the field is now off and running. And though Krop Hopper did not

complete the previous leg, race officials ruled his radio had been

with, so he'll be allowed to compete, but with a severe time penalty.

I've never seen someone come back from this far behind.

It's going to take both horsepower and willpower to even have a chance.

Good show, Duffy.

He's here.

Okay, we're out of camera range.

You know what to do.

Hey, farmer.

Time to blow the field.

Looks like you've run out of airspace, crop hopper.

Gipper! Dusty, pull up! Whoa!

Gipper, you're flying!

Oh, you noticed.

Listen, I got Rip. You take care of the other two. Got it.

They're on your six, kid. You gotta lose them. I'm trying.

Gip, I can't shake them. Pull hard right.

I'll break left and take out Rip. Use the rock! Watch my back.

Yeah!

Oh, it's gonna leave a mark.

Dusty, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. That was pretty good for a grub duster.

And not bad for an old -timer who doesn't fly.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I may be old, but at least I ain't afraid of heights.

Oh, okay.

Oh, no!

That's why they call them sky slicers.

Oh, no.

Skipper, are you okay?

You kidding?

I'm great. But what about your tail? I'll live.

Go get him!

Go!

We're closing in on the final stretch, folks.

That's right, Colin. And ever since they emerged from Dead Stick Desert,

Ripslinger has maintained a lead.

Any sign of him?

Nothing yet.

What? Hi.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on, not now! Not now! Come on, come on, come on!

No!

Tailwind is like nothing you've ever flown.

Roger that, Skip.

Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down, don't look down.

Don't look down!

Okay, time to eat my dust.

With another win for Ripslinger, seeming inevitable.

Wait a second, it's Dusty Crop Hopper.

And here they come, down the stretch. It's going to be close. It's anyone's

race. All right, get my goods set, fellas.

From last to first, from obscurity to immortality, the racing world will never

forget this day. For the first time, a crop duster has won the Wings Around the

Globe Rally. You

really

kicked his butt, man.

All right!

Yeah! Now that's how to pair.

You did it!

I couldn't have done it without you, Dottie.

Yeah, I know. Hey, buddy, great tip about Ripslinger leaning to the cameras.

Thanks, Chug. Hey, anything for my pal.

Well done, Dusty.

The world has a new champion.

And so do I.

Thanks, Ashani.

For everything.

Oh, Herr Dusty. Franz? What are you doing here? We came to watch you win the

race. You are an inspiration to all of us. All of us? Yeah, all of us who want

to do more than just what we were built for.

Whee! Ripsinker. Yeah, that's your name. That's some supersonic suicide.

Man, I thought about a single bunch was bad. Man, that's got nothing on you.

Ooh, you're just nasty.

Nasty -licious. You need to go home and wash up.

Twice.

Whoa!

Thanks, Skip.

Don't thank me.

I learned a lot more from you than you ever learned from me.

Attention on deck.

Victory! Victory!

It's an honor to be here.

Hook them up.

You ready, wingman?

Roger that.

Honorary Jolly Ring.

How's that feel, Dusty? Feels great.

Back in the saddle again.

Eh, Skipper? Well, they didn't have these fancy toys the last time I did

Nothing to it. They hooked you up, you nod to the shooter over there, and hang

on.

Hey, you're on.

Feel the passion ignite me.

Feel it burn inside me. Won't let this life just pass me

by.

Gotta start a revolution.

Take some time, I don't care what they say.

Gonna reach for the stars and take it all away.

Can't hold me back, it's just a waste of time.

Into the clouds I'm gonna climb.

Music. Music. Music.

Music. Music.

September. From the middle of Times Square to Harlem. To the Lower East

Not a problem. We rock. Not in your head. People watching, but it's alright.

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