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You’re one hell of a driver, Mr. Buckman,

just the man we need on our team.

You'd like to drive from Modern Motors wouldn't you?

Yes, sir.

There's stiff competition against you.

This race is very important to you, Coy.

You understand what I mean?

Yes, I understand.

-If I win. -That's right.

If you win.

I see you've brought a companion with you.

She wanted to come.

Aren't you afraid she might die?

That's what happens to girls who drive with you isn't it?

Uh!

Hey, suspension is so tight man, you

gonna look like a kangaroo leaving the line.

What the hell are you doing, Zippo?

At four goddamn 30 in the morning.

You're gonna wake Linda.

You want a good car or a great car?

Four 30 in the morning.

I want a good night's sleep.

Ha! When I finish with this machine, all you gotta do is set the dial for

wind and you'll wake up at the finish line.

I wouldn't let Cannonball Buckman race in anything but the best.

Hey, step on it, will ya?.

And don't drop it, we want to blow up the crowd, not us.

Calm down.

Relax.

How.. Uh.. How fast is this gonna go before that thing?

Well, 160, maybe 165.

He.. Uh.. won't be able to open this baby up 'til he gets way out of town.

But when he does.

boom

Just a minute, please.

Whoever you are, it's five in the morning,

Mrs. Jullenberg?

couldn't it wait? -Yeah.

Yes, I'm Butel Morris.

I came by to pick up your car.

You see, I want to get a head start so that I can get your car

into New York for you by next week.

uh..

All right now. Here are the keys and hear are the papers.

Now, there's no driving at night

and no driving over 55 miles an hour.

Oh, no ma'am.

Uh-huh.

So we'll see you one week from today

in New York City at the Mayflower Hotel .

Yes, ma'am.

Mm-hmm

I didn't know he was, umm.

Who knew?

-There she is. -Yeah, only 20 minutes late.

Come on.

God, are we glad to see you!

Shake your asses, ladies.

Come on, time to change uniforms.

Come on, get ready, get ready.

Sandy honey, after hauling ass

in that Hells kitchen for six months,

just so you could hustle up this truck for two itty bitty days.

We are ready.

Well, let's move it.

You gonna get your suit all messed up, ya sit on the curb like that

Well, it don't make no difference.

I ain't doing no TV spot tonight.

When this is all over, boy, you gonna be turnin' down offers

right and left.

You're going to be a star.

Uh-huh?

Hillbilly heaven with the rest of them dead old boys.

I busted my hump settin' up this ride, with Cade Redmond.

And at least you could do his act a little grateful.

Holy Mother of a Pearl!

Mean we go in all the way to New York and this coon-ass-ed Cadillac.

Hi Mr. Redmond

Well put her in here, Boy, we got fish to fry.

Car feels like a winner, Mr. Redmond.

Thank you, ma'am. My profession.

Hi, Dennis Caldwell here at Santa Monica pier in

in sunny Southern California.

For the last three years, the appearance of this cryptic ad in

Motorist Magazine has signaled the running of the Trans-America

Grand Prix auto race.

This underground sporting event is open to anyone,

holding a valid license driving any kind of four-wheel land-based vehicle.

Contestants choose any cross-country route they wish,

and there's $100,000 waiting

for the sweat-drenched, high-test hot-rodder.

who gets his ticket stamped first.

At a certain garage on New York City's lower West Side.

Most of the drivers.

Hey, Lachar.

Hi, Brad.

Hey, Abir.

What's the TV crew doing here?

I thought this race was supposed to be a secret.

They're cool.

They're shooting a documentary on the whole race.

It won't be shown until next week.

Besides, who do you think's putting up the prize money.

Wolfe Messer, champion of countless European auto races, let him get his hat on

What brings you all the way to LA

for a race that might land you in jail and

doesn't even officially exist?

Well, it is the spirit of ze race that attracts me.

Und, also ze fact that, uh..

anyone can participate und anything goes.

That makes for very exciting race.

I also find irresistable

$100,000.

Now, here's an interesting entry.

You kids look more like, uh, surfers than you do racing drivers.

Well, surf's been pretty bad this year.

-Tell me, have you raced this, uh.. -Corvette -Corvette in the other races?

No.

Well, see, it isn't exactly our car.

Daddy, if you've been watching this, everything is okay.

We'll be bringing the car back in about a week.

Tell me something. Uh.. Uh..

I, uh..

Anyway, I sure wish you luck, and I bet that $100,000

is gonna buy you a lot of surfboards.

If we win, we're going to buy ourselves a house in the beach.

In Hawaii.

Aren't they darling?

Bye Dad. Win the race and the money.

This is from the kids and me, Dear.

We want you to drink a toast to your loving

family after you've crossed the finish line.

Bye, Daddy.

Don't forget to bring me a present.

Harriet, everything I'm doing is because of you and the children.

We're trying to get a word here

with Brad Phillips, organizer of the race.

Brad, tell me, your race has been called an outlaw sporting event.

Do you have any comment on that?

Well, the police and safety officials around the country get upset because

our drivers tend to exceed the speed limits.

Are you saying you're promoting illegality?

Well, now, now.

I didn't say that.

Sir, have you seen this?

-They're doing it again. - We're they're in for a surprise.

If they're racing anywhere, they're going to race to the impound lot.

Yes, sir?

Get me Brad Phillips on the phone

and tell him it's the district attorney .

Tell him we're entering his race.

Then get me the highway patrol.

Sand, take the detour.

Sandy do..

Don't.

SANDY!!

I'm going over it.

Ah!

You made it.

Well, I'll be dipped.

I knew you couldn't pass up this damn race.

Consider yourself busted.

Don't give me that crack, Linda.

Do you know what happens to parolees

Who cross state lines without permission?

I don't give a damn about that red tape.

My brother put up $6,000 for this car.

I got a chance to win with it.

My whole future's at stake.

One speeding ticket and you're back in prison.

That's our future.

Coy, you know how I feel about you.

I've never pulled rank on you before, but I am legally responsible.

That's a technicality.

This race is my last chance to get my career back together.

Oh, face facts, Coy, you're racing career ended when that girl died.

Excuse me, Coy.

Just wanted to wish you good luck.

Mr. Hooper, this is my friend Linda Maxwell.

This is Ken Hooper, he's the manager of the Modern Motors racing team.

Pleased to meet you, Miss Maxwell.

We can use a man like Coy on the Modern Motors team.

Yeah, what about my competitor?

I gonna wish him luck too.

I expect one of you will be driving for me next year.

You two gentlemen know each other, don't you?

Mr. Redmond, Mr. Buckman.

I believe we've run into each other once in twice?

Got amnesia about the cheap shit you pulled in Darlington in '72?

Well, there's a little piece of information for you.

I mean to win this one.

If you so much as come within 100 miles of me

you're going to wind up with my tire tracks right up your ass.

There goes your competition.

Guy's so mean,bet he has to jack off in the morning to get his heart started.

Attention! Attention right now, drivers.

The police are on their way to bust the race.

The post time has been moved up to exactly 60 seconds from now.

Shit!

Every highway patrolman from here to

Philadelphia will be out to nail you .

I advise you all to stick to the back roads as much as possible.

Gentlemen, start your engines.

Jesus Christ, no free ways.

How in hell do they expect us to

make any time with back roads.

Well, we may not break any speed records.

We'll make time. Don't worry.

What?!

Look, I'm serious, Coy.

I am going to have to report you.

Coy!

You're going with me.

Stupid son of a bitch.

Hey, Coy.

Hey, Benny where you been,

I thought you weren't going to show up.

Hey, what are you kidding me?

You think I'm going to miss my kid brother's first big race after he got out ?

Not on your life.

Linda?

Hey, what are you doing here?

Benny, will you talk some sense to him?

I got to go, Benny.

Great.

You've really given me a shot.

Thanks.

Listen, if you think I'm doing this

just to get in the heaven, you're wrong.

I got to bundle bet on you.

You're are going to win, ain't ya?

I will if you get your head out the window.

I love you, kid.

Good luck.

Oh no, I knew we'd be late.

Now we're going to have to go twice as fast to catch up.

Don't worry about it.

We'll catch up before they reach the state line.

We're going to get them don't worry.

New York, here we come!

Here they come.

Come on, let's get that banner down.

You think those girls in the Van really have a chance?

They got a better chance than we do.

Come on, let's get this thing down.

Come on

Phillip's your race is over.

This is an injunction.

Race?

What race?

Shtupid, American cars.

They look like Tootsie Rolls on veels.

Hey.. Hey, Coy, police lady.

Wait'll he gets a load of this.

How do you like my new car?

It's like looking at a mirror, ain't it?

Jesus, Zippo, you didn't enter the race like that?

I wanted to look my best,

So I figured good friends should drive similar cars.

What the hell kind of a friend are you, Zippo?

Relax, Coy.

This machine doesn't have any more guts under the hood than yours does.

They're exactly the same.

I guess this must be your idea as some kind of a joke.

Hey, I don't promise I won't out drive you though.

Cannonball Buckman is going to win this race.

With or without you.

Even my hat, come on, you turkey.

Wait a minute, Coy, no fair goin' over 55.

I think the police have their eye on you!

Zippo's my best friend, but, he's crazy

Coy, you're really not going to make me drive all the way to New York with you?

Hell, I'm not.

You're my security in case we run into the cops.

Somehow, I am going to have to explain

this to the board when we get back .

And they'll love it when they hear about your method for rehabilitating me.

No, no, nine, nine, nine, nine.

I'm very pleased to accept zis avord.

Avord, avord.

Zat's it, yeah, very good.

I'm very pleased to accept this avord.

Jesus Christ, I can't say zats vord.

I need to zink of somezing else.

I got you, dumkauf.

Yes.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Betty, come on in, sit down.

You like Cole Porter?

Yeah, sure.

Listen to this, something I'm writing myself.

What do you think?

Oh, yeah, it's nice, yeah.

You knowsomething, Benny, it's never too late.

I always wanted to know how to play the piano.

Well, now I got two of them.

I always wanted to know how to write songs.

Well, now I can.

Yeah.

I always want to be rich.

Yeah?

Well, maybe you will be.

Your brother, winning?

Sure he's winning.

In fact, he's doing so good, Lester,

I'd like to put another 10,000 on him.

$10,000.

I can't do it, Ben.

You're not good for it.

You know it and I know it.

What do you mean, Lester?I set this deal up for you.

You're going to make a fortune.

We both know Cannonball can't lose.

There's only one serious threat.

And I got Sharpe taking care of him.

Yeah, yeah.

When does the blessed event to take place?

When he hits 165, it doesn't someplace.

Out in the desert someplace.

I even bribed those two TV guys in the helicopter to keep tabs on the other drivers in

to keep tabs on the other drivers in the race.

You know, just the case somebody gets moving a little too fast.

So, what do you say, Lester?

You cover me for $50,000?

Oh, How I hate to say no.

That isn't Cole Porter, Lester.

He's cooking.

It looks like ve have a little race on our hands.

Jesus Christ, zis is fun.

No, no, nine, nine, nine.

Silly Americans, don't know vhat zhey're doing at all.

Only car's are race cars.

'Ello zere.

Nice looking fraulein you have.

Maybe I can have ???? If you can catch me.

Dumkauf.

That fraulien was something, vhat knockers.

I thought this car could beat anything on the road.

This car's the winner.

Uh oh, look at this thing coming here.

God damn.

There's nobody's got a chance to get that car.

That's one of the fastest production cars in the world.

Mike, Benny, I want to make a little

I want to make a little bet on the Trans-American Grand Prix.

I mean sure it's unofficial, but everybody knows about it.

Look at my brother for Christ's sake.

Look, can you cover me or not?

Okay, can you handle $20,000?

Mike, that's my plane.

I'll call you from Albuquerque.

Yeah, I'm following the race.

Okay, thanks. See you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,

Hey, one of you fine beauties wanna come over here

and ride with the man whose gonna win this race

by the sea.

Just buckle up to safety, girl.

I'm going to put a little dent in our friends' pay.

Nice, huh?

Hey, hey, hey, man, you're blastin' my head off with that shit.

Give it a rest.

Geez I gotta limber up for I go on the air, don't I?

You want me to make it easy for you?

Look Mr. Redman.

Our deal was to pay your way while Herman plays his way.

Our deal was for me to drive us in a winner.

Uh..

I think we could all use a little pit stop, Mr. Redman.

We ain't stoppin' for nothing.

You wanna freshen up, use that pisser tube back there.

WHAT??

Are you kiddin??

Well, you better cross your legs real tight

cause I ain't stoppin' 'til we're past that red Trans-Am

Geez, Mr. Redmond

I believe you're 'bout enough

to make a freight train turn

down a dirt road.

Don't press your luck, Asshole.

Gonna get me a little red meat.

Uh, Mr. Redmond, would ya ease up a bit

-You're a good tailgatin' -Up the poker.

Mr. Redmond, please!!

You coulda killed that boy.

You're catching on, mama san. You're catching on.

Breaker, breaker. This is Cannibal, calling Zippo.

I got a 1033 right behind you on Route 17.

You read me Zippo.

Cannonball, this is Zippo, we read your 1033, and I'm on my way to your 20.

Coy..

I'm not afraid. There's no reason for me to change cars.

You'll be safer with Zippo.

Yeah, but I'm in it now, and I want to see you through to the end with you

Jesus, man. What the hell's happenin'?

I saw Redmond runnin' belly to ground back.

You're turn to play cavalry, man.

Redmond's trying to cream my ass, so we decided that Linda,

better keep company with you for awhile.

-Coy. -Please

Hey, listen, I'm always willing to come to the. uh,

assistance of a damsel in distress.

I'll tell you what, Coy, I'll trade you my magic hat for the lady.

It's black beauty again?

I can take care of this, rookie.

Aww, he looks cute

Hey!

Hey, what's happening?

Hey, that wasn't nice what you girls did to me back there,

now I'm gonna give you one more chance

You want a souvenir of this race?

Yeah, give me a souvenir.

All right.

Well, now what you got over there for me now?

You got that.

Oh, oh, yeah.

Are you sure you want that?

You really want it?

This'll get him.

You really, really want it?

Give it to him.

What's wrong with you?

What's are you doing?

Get away now.

Hmm-mmm-mmm

Harry!

Darling! I'm so happy to see you

Did you bring me something from Hollywood?

Louisa, have I ever forgotten to bring you something?

Oh, champagne.

Oh, should we open it now,

or drink it after we win the race.

Oh, $100,000, here we come

You like that? I've haven't eaten this shit in six months.

Do I look like I've lost weight to you?

No, Lester.

No.

Nothin'

Hey, Lester, you know we got a money riding on this thing.

What makes you so sure Benny's gonna deliver our way.

I'm gotta go back on my diet.

Hey, I'm going to tell you something.

You look very good fat, ya know?

It does something for ya. I'll tell you

I'll tell ya something else that creep is running for it.

Don't Benny know what's gonna happen to him if his brother

if his brother don't come in first?

Fellas, listen, I'm going to talk Benny

in St. Louis this evening

Gonna do that.

If his brother is still behind I'll lean on him a little bit.

Don't worry. You got nothing to worry about.

Cannonball Buckman is going to win this race one way or another.

Come Hawkeye, This is control.

This is Hawkeye, We read you control.

How's my boy doin?

Cannonball?

The German is way ahead of him.

So is some guy in a 71 Dodge.

Plus he's getting some serious competition from the other Red Trans-Am.

Wait a second.

The other red Trans-Am?

Yeah, some clown in a baseball cap.

If your boy doesn't get a move on, he can kiss the prize goodbye.

Well, Sharpe, it looks like you get to do your number after all.

Well, yes Jay, I would have to say that this great sporting event is the

most thrilling

and I believe truly inspired, uh, uh, occasions of which I have ever been partook.

In consequence of which I have written a song called My Racing Heart, which

has been suggested by this momental race.

Okay, all you KMAX listeners, we got Perman Waters for you now with a

special live perfomance of his rapidly rising new hit song

"My Racing Heart"

Take it away, Perman.

Uh, Perman?

Mr. DJ, don't stop the interview.

Nothing's wrong, we're just gettin' a little static.

what, uh, what's going on?

Take twoo!!

Okay, listeners.

You're hearing it first on KMAX.

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Zhis is very beautiful country.

Reminds me of Bavaria.

Just zink Wolfe,

If ve had vons zhe vor.

Zhis vould be Germany.

Pity, pity.

I zee, Ve're going to 'ave zome trouble, Wolfe..

Dey zay anyzhing goes in zhis race..

Tim, there's a hot dogger in a yellow Pantera here coming your way.

You want to cut him off for me.

Okay, I've got a copy on that. 10-4

Yah, yah, zhis is gut.

Aw, Jesus, I hope they didn't connect him with the race.

Listen, you promised me that this wouldn't be broadcast until after the

race was over. Now, didn't you?

Absolutely, you have my word of honor.

Hey, Jim.

Jim, honey wake up.

Listen to this honey, listen..

Oh, shit, how long has that been going on? Stop the car.

I just noticed it.

God damn it's the fan belt.

Let's get it to a gas station for the damn thing breaks, huh?

Come on.

OOOH!!!

Hey, you son of a bitch, you threw my gun out the window.

Son of a bitch!

Where the hell?

Redmond..

Hello.

What can I do for you?

I need a fan belt, this one's just about had it.

I'm sorry, Mr. I don't carry anything like that.

You don't have to go to an auto supply place.

Well, you got a piece of tape or

something I could use to hold it together

'til I get there?

Yeah, I can give you some tape.

Don't know how long it'll hold though.

Where's the nearest place where we can get a fan belt?

Oh.. About 200 miles.

You can't miss him, Sharpe.

Whoever is he's driving a Trans-Am, and he's alone.

You want me to delay him for a little while?

Delay shit, I want him out of the race, baby.

Consider him dead.

'kay.

Are we in Denver yet?

Yeah, that's Denver over there.

That's Kansas City.

Let's call that St. Louis.

And over there is the big apple on the city.

Oh, Harry.

This way, my dear.

He always said it wasn't fair that he had to report to my office.

So one evening, I report to his place.

Yeah, I know, it was supposed to be a jail really.

Except nobody left.

And here we are.

Yeah.

You've been Coy's friend for a long time haven't you, Zippo?

Sure, yeah.

We grew up together, went to the same school,

learned to drive at the same time.

First time I got drunk, I was with Coy.

First time I, uh, you know, got laid, I was with Coy.

Kind of double date.

You know, people used to say I look like coy.

Really?

I used to call my hair a different then.

Oh, I guess that made all the difference.

Yeah.

Zippo, were you in the car that night the girl was killed?

Sure, I was there.

I was drunk out of my mind.

I mean gone.

Yeah, I could hardly keep my hands on the steering wheel.

You were driving?

Yeah.

-Then why did coy say that? - I don't know, you'll have to ask him.

Zippo, why did you let him?

I don't know.

I guess I owe him one, huh?

Yeah, me too.

All right, buddy, pull over.

-Just trying to keep up with the flow... -put your hands on the roof, please.

Spread your arms on the roof, please.

Spread a little wider.

-I don't know -Step your legs back a little bit, that's good.

Just relax... and look, right there, just routine.

-Hey look, .. -right there, just routine.

-Just a routine procedure. -What the hell!!

You're no cop.

Who are you, huh?

Friend of Cade Redmonds, huh?

How're we doing, Honey?

If this is like gearing, we're getting close.

I'm getting close.

It's about time.

Jeez, what happened to you?

You told me this guy was a lightweight.

He fought like a bull.

Did he have short blond hair about my color? Stand by 6'1"?

-Yeah. -You moron, that was my brother, Coy.

No wonder you got your chops busted?

I'm the moron?

I'm the moron?

Alright Sharp, ya ain't no more on.

He was alone, God damn it.

He was driving red Trans-Am.

I sure hope ya didn't slow him down too much.

Didn't slow him down at all.

This is Hawkeye calling command.

Do you read me, command?

Yeah, this is command, I read you Hawkeye.

I've got that line up you asked for.

Okay, let me have it.

About 40 miles up the road is the other red Trans-Am

making very good time.

Cade Redmond's in second place, holding his own,

and then comes your brother, in his Trans-Am

moving a fast on old Cade -My brother in third place.

Yes, sorry about that.

Then comes the old girl team about the 30 miles back,

and then hot on their tails is the black guy in the Lincoln.

We better catch the next flight to St. Louis.

Alright

We're gonna intercept them there and do something about changing this line up.

Aw, now, Mama, I'm not kidding, I think

we ought to cut this crazy sucker lose.

I mean, I can't believe you let him stop for more beer.

I mean, he's already driving like a scalded dog.

Never mind, I got a better chance of handling if he's pie-eyed.

The front seat don't know it, but

the back seat is still pulling the strings.

Well, I hope so.

Oh God, there's trouble.

AHHH!!

Best damn vitamins there is, better than spinach.

Better than furburgers, better than possom.

Better take some, you might need the energy.

No, thanks.

I just got a little.. light work to do.

That Buckman boy's gonna be on our tail, like stink on shit.

What's happening?

Ahh, that's what's happening.

God, Sandy, you can't be trying to outrun 'em.

Listen ladies, time is critical.

Far from first place, but we still got a shot at it.

If we can just get rid of these creeps.

Woo! Honey!

Here come the sex patrol.

And ya'll just know, boys will be boys.

Good morning ladies.

May I see your license please?

Oh.

Out of state.

I'm sorry, but you ladies'll have to come back to town with us and post bail.

Oh God, officer.

Will that take very long, you see we're in kind of a hurry?

You're telling me.

Uh, Officer, couldn't we pay the fine right here?

No, I'm afraid that just wouldn't be possible.

Oh, we wouldn't mind paying for anything we might've done.

No, no, we have to take you back into town.

Uh, Lynn, look, since these ladies are technically under arrest,

I'm going accompany back to town in their van.

You take the car.

No, I'll go with the girls, you drive.

Lynn, just do as I say it'll work out better.

-I've been on.. -I know what I'm doing..

Lynn, I have been on this force for three months longer than you have.

You're ass, Junior G-man.

Now, wait, just a goddamn minute!!

There's no problem.

Just follow me.

-Hello Benny.. -Look Lester.. -you're late Benny.

I don't like tardiness.

It seems to run in your family.

Your brother's not winning.

Look, Lester, I'm taking care of it.

I don't want to hear it.

This is not the end.

I don't want to hear it, Benny.

This is..

Oh, that's terrific, Lester.

Benny, what can I say?

You see how upset we get when your brother runs behind.

Think what might happen..

Connonball Buckman!!

Aren't you the guy who took a bite out of A.J.'s ass in the '72 Darlington.

That suspension looks like a fell off the Empire State Building.

Hey, you know all that stuff we've been listening to on a radio about

about outlaw race and cops and trucks and shit?

Him, dork face he's running in it.

You're the outlaw racer.

Geez, it's a real pleasure.

Mr. Cannonball, a real pleasure.

Uh, cars all wrecked up.

What are you gonna do?

Not much you can do.

Unless you boys got some bright idea.

You could sign your pink slip over the us and borrow our car.

Yeah, you got a hot tractor.

Uh, why don't you come around the back and find out?

Why not?

It ain't a Maserati, but it ain't bad.

This?

Your kidding.

Flash, paint, pipes, trick stuff.

That is a racing machine.

This?

This is a cooze cruiser.

Cooze cruiser?

Six months I work on this.

Cooze cruiser, he calls it..

Hey, this is some kiddy car.

Run it down.

427 blocks, 600 ponies,

Dina-jet holly carb, vertex mag.

Muncie 4 speed mixer.

Probably does 100 in second.

Maybe it ain't as good as what you had.

Sure beats the hell outta what you got.

What's in it for you?

Look, Mr. Buckman.

This burg is so square,

people think the Avon Lady's a movie star.

If Cannonball Buckman wins the trans American Grand Prix in our car,

we're gonna be two heavy dudes.

But you gotta say our names on TV.

All right, jive turkey.

Ha, Ha!!

How are we doing, honey?

According to my calculations, we're coming over the Rockies.

Just a minute..

Hey! Stop your breath..

I'm trying to find out about the goddamn red Trans-Am

I can't hear nothing with you bellerin' like a dyin' calf in a wind storm

Now, boy, you shut up or I'm gonna tear your tongue out

and paint you like a barber pole.

Well, now folks, sorry about all that static in the background

why don't you good people just turn your crystal sets up

and we'll try it again a little louder!

That's for throwin' my damn gun out the window.

I'm gonna have to hurt ya now.

And, I'm gonna help him too!!

Shit, both of you couldn't wake me up if I was asleep.

Boy, what a lot of shit this is.

Don't we have something else?

What about that car race?

We promised those guys we wouldn't broadcast

the story untill the race was finished.

I bought 'em, I can sell 'em, the public has the right to know.

Filler up?

Yeah.

What the hell are we gonna do now?

- You got another broadcast in 15 minutes,

WKVY in Chicago.

Oh, I don't know.

We're gonna have a little Peace and quiet.

Goddamn now, that's what we're gonna do.

Lord,

Thank you.

Perman, what are you doing?

Where the hell are you going boy?

Well that girl in that car over there's got a guitar?

Excuse me.

Uh.. now you folks probably wouldn't recognize me

out from behind my guitar, but, uh, I'm Perman Waters.

Perman Wat..

Well, we were just listening to you on the radio.

Well, you know, I really like that song of yours.

Oh, why, thank you. Why, thank you.

Now you see, that's just the thing, darlin'.

You see, I had a little mishap with my own guitar about half an hour ago.

Just sort of fell out the window, unless I can borrow another guitar,

I'm not gonna be able to do any more broadcastin'.

You were at the starting line back in LA, weren't you?

You in the race, too?

Uh, yes, we are.

We are surely in the race.

Mr. Waters, I've been delighted to lend you my guitar.

Oh, that's wonder..

You can give it back to me when we get in New York.

I will.

Now, darling.

Yes.

Now sweetheart, you may just conceivably have saved my career.

Say, I'll bet you sweeter than to stump Broke Cow, huh?

So long, folks.

That's Perman Waters.

-You mean, just on the radio. -Yeah

Now your next section up here is a real speed trap

and the judge is not a pussy can't, so be careful.

You know, we had us a real speed wagon in here a while ago.

What kind of speed wagon?

Shiny red, uh, Trans-Am.

And man, that mother was moving.

Redmond, goddammit, we'll all land in jail.

Uh, Friar Tuck, Friar Tuck, this is Robin Hood.

Do you copy me over?

Yeah, 10-4.You got Friar Tuck and his merry men.

How's it hanging there, good buddy?

We've been waiting to hear from ya all night,

uh, was thinking of coming down there to meet you

'cept we're so loaded we could hardly walk, okay.

Yeah, well, I'm feelin' fair to midlin' myself.

I tell you what, I'd feel a lot better, if

you boys should ride out and give me a hand

with a little bag of the ass, by the name of Cannonball Buckman.

Been trying to run me off the road.

Yeah, 10-4,

We'll definitely blow his finals for him.

Give us a 20 on that cannonball.

He's a drivin' a red Trans-Am with yellow

trim and the blue stripe down the middle

California license plate.

Yeah, 10-4

You got Friar Tuck and his merry men.

We're definitely 10-27

to the Robin, we're out and gone.

Zippo, who is that? That's a Coy they're talking about.

Try to get him on the radio.

Breaker, breaker, this is Zippo calling, Coy, do you read me?

Coy, this is Zippo, do you read me?

Coy, can you hear me?

Shit!

Ah, ha, guess what?

Those are the gorilla's waiting to trash Coy.

Zippo, they'll think this is Coy's car.

Sure, this is Coy's car.

I'm gonna be Cannonball and you can be Zippo.

After you, Cannonball.

Okay, fellas, come in, get it.

Okay, you turkeys.

-How're you doin' Hero? -I think I need a doctor.

Coy, look out.

-You okay? -Hey,not bad.

But you should have seen police lady's Bruce Lee routine.

Oh, yeah?

Something I picked up at a police rape clinic.

What's been going on around here, anyhow?

We heard Cade Redmond on the radio.

He told them to trash you.

Oh, I get it. Those bastards thought you were me.

Hey man, don't you get it?

I am you, I got the red Trans-Am, I got the clothes, I even got the girl.

All you got is the baseball cap, and those weird, lowrider wheels.

Where the hell did you get those?

You're in the mechanic, you check them out, huh?

Coy, Zippo told me he was driving the car that night the girl was killed.

Why did you tell me it was you?

Sippo could never survive in jail.

Let's just say, I was doing a friend a favor.

Coy, I want to drive with you from now on here.

I'm worried about Zippo, he doesn't really know who he is anymore.

Stay with him, and watch him for me, Linda.

We leave Zippo alone now.

There's just no telling what kind of trouble going to get into.

The race is almost over. It won't be long.

You know I'm not his keeper.

Hey.

Know what's the first thing I'm going to do, when we get to New York.

Yeah, rent a hotel room with the king size bed.

You said it.

Hey man, I got some bad news.

Somebody punched a hole in your gas tank, and she's leaking pretty bad.

Can I help you?

No, you take my girl and I get to hell out of here.

Now I'm warning you.

As soon as I get this thing fixed.

I'm going to be back on the road, and old Cannonball is going to be passing

you like you weren't even there.

What do you mean?

I'm old cannonball now.

Come on, Linda.

Happy highways, Zippo.

Hey, darling.

Hmm?

How about if instead, um, buying a house with the money we win?

We were to invest in a political campaign

and get me elected mayor Santa Monica.

I mean all the kids at vote for me?

Sure.

Okay.

Sure, then you could run for Governor of California.

And if I win that, I could run for President of the United States.

That sounds pretty good.

We could buy house anywhere we want if we were president and first lady.

I don't think you had to try for

something small first, like dog catcher.

I'm only kidding you.

I's back you up.

You want to be president?

Careful..

Hey, look at that.

Oh, no.

Hey!

Hey!

What are you doing?

-Hey, man! -Hey!

Hey, wake up, you're fallin' asleep!!

Honk the horn. He can't hear you.

sorry.

If only it held out for one more hour.

I don't know what we're going to find a fan about this time of morning.

Well, I guess we haven't got much choice.

Might as well check out that shopping center over there.

Hmm.

Face it, the only thing we're going to get a fan belt around here is to

steel one from those cars.

What do you think?

We could leave them some money.

And a note explaining why we had to do it.

Okay, you write the note.

Shall we, uh, try the yellow car?

I'll check the doors.

Locked.

Hey, Senator.

-Yeah. - How do you spell reimburse?

I think it's r-e-i-m-b-u-r-

r-e-i-m..

-b-u-r-s-e -u-r-s-e?

Uh-oh.

Hi.

Good morning.

What's going on here?

Well, my battery died.

And this young man here was kind enough to try and help me start it.

What are you doing with the crowbar?

The hood release is busted.

And this is the only way I can get it open.

Here, let me see that.

Tricks of the trade.

You got a jumper cable?

I have one in here.

Here you go.

All right, now you get that battery charged up.

You wouldn't want to be stuck out here again.

You might not be so lucky next time.

You're absolutely right. I will.

Thank you very much.

Pleasure.

You have a nice day now.

Hey, that was pretty fast thinking.

Thank you.

You think he's going to be back?

Well, not before I get this on, I hope.

You think $5 is enough?

Uh, yeah.

Just gotta tighten this thing up a little bit.

That's it.

Quick, get in the car.

Oh, what are we going to do?

Uh, here, you're gonna drive.

Me, Drive?

All right, buddy, hold it right there.

Hey.

Hey, you!

Hey, hold it right there!

Hey.

Hey, you.

Ah, there's the entrance to the turnpike.

Say, think any of them got here yet?

Not the shadow of a chance.

But, uh, they'll be here soon.

Take me down.

Yeah, well, as a matter of fact, Larry

I would like to dedicate my song to a very, very,

pretty young lady who lent me her guitar awhile back when my..

my favorite blondie met with an unfortunate accident.

What the goddamn hell you tryin' to do, you Frankenstein

I'm gonna pull a thorn out of my side, permanent.

Mr. Redmond, please.

Bye now, Perman.

-Get back in this car. -Irma.

You write, hear?

What the hell?

All right sweet meat, as if you were the 10,000

smackers them honkies put out for ya.

Green.

Now it's going to be first here?

Huh?

Ah, here we go. Come on.

Good boy, yeah that's a boy come right to me.

Uh-huh, come on

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Uh..

Help me put her in the car

-But isn't it dangerous to move her? -We have no choice

We got to get her to a hospital, quick.

Oh, Jim, shuld we go back?

No we got to get this girl to the hospital, and call the police.

She's okay and her family's being notified.

There's really nothing more you can do now.

Why don't you go and get some rest.

Hey, Mary-Ann?

Darlin'.

Let's find ourselves a motel and get a little rest.

I've had the course.

Jim, we've only got a few miles left to go.

Let's finish the race.

It's a race that's been won.

Bet we wouldn't come in last even now.

Come on, think of your political career.

Well, how would it look you've quit in a race right before the finish?

Hey, Doc?

You suppose you could give me a little something to keep me awake for

another few hours?

Hey, put on your uniforms, girls.

We want to look our best at the finish line.

Where is everybody?

Folks, according to my sheet this is Mr. Terry McMillan in his Blazer

Congratulations, Mr. McMillan.

Thank you.

You mean we're first?

We made it.

I knew we'd make it a long hard race, but we had faith in ourselves, and

we just kept pushing all the way.

All the way.

I think some champagne's appropriate.

Oh..

I think I left it on the plane.

You've been listening to it all across the country as a

Perman Waters raced over this America of ours.

Perman Waters and "My Racing Heart".

Sandy, if you don't know, ask somebody.

She doesn't have to ask anybody.

I know where it is.

Make a left and go straight up Ninth Avenue.

Oh.. We're never going to get there in this traffic.

You better cut over to Tenth.

Tenth one way up town, stupid.

You better take Seventh, or, Eleventh.

Both which stink.

They couldn't stink anymore than this.

Jesus, will you girls shut up?

We're within a hair of winning this race.

What are you doing?!

Coy!

Benny.

What the hell are you doing here?

I knew you ccould do it.

What happened to your car, kid?

I totaled it

Does that mean, I..?

Nah, get in there and stamp your entrance ticket.

You are about to win yourself a race.

Mr. Buckman, tell us how you won the race.

I don't know.

I drove fast.

Hey, look later with that stuff will ya?

We ain't won the race 'til we get that ticket stamped.

Well, I got it here somewhere.

How did you avoid the big pile up, Cannonball?

What pile up?

It was nothing. A couple of cars on the Jursey turnpike.

Nothing?!

You call 17 people in the hospital nothing?

It started with the red Trans-Am. We thought it was you at first.

Linda and Zippo were in that car, Benny, What the hell's going on??

They're fine, come on, will ya?

I saw the whole thing from the 'copter.

I'm afraid the driver bought the farm.

Somebody picked the girl up, must've taken her to a hospital.

What hospital?

St. Pauls, Glenfield, New Jersey

How do I get there?

Coy!

Benny!! What the hell is this?!

Just.. Just stamp the ticket will ya? Come on..

Be nice to your brother. I busted a lot of asses for you today

Who's ass did you bust for me?

Forget it. Stamp the ticket and we'll go find Linda and Zippo.

Benny.

It was you that blew up the German driver, wasn't it?

Stamp the goddamned ticket. You haven't won the race 'til you stamp the ticket.

I won the race.

Coy, this is important to me.

It's not just the money my life is on the line.

What are you doing?

Keep this. As a souvenir of Zippo.

If you want it stamped, stamped yourself.

How do I get to the hospital?

Come on, Coy.

I'll take ya.

We got a lot to talk about.

Well, Benny, you and I have a lot to talk about too.

That's conduct Mr. Buckman to my car.

Boy, two non winners in a row.

Yeah, some race.

Wonder where all the other cars are?

-Maybe we got second place. -What?

Why, what? Did we come in third?

fourth?

You are the winners!

-Congratulations! -You're kidding me!

-We won?! -We won this race?!

We won!

-HEY!! -WOOHOO!!

Some room you got.

Sorry, Cannonball.

They didn't have anything any king size bed.

Ah, better check the oil.