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Good night.

Simon and Simon.

I think it's time to call in the cops.
No cop.

Find out who's sabotaging my car.

You develop pictures of naked people?
How, uh... Naked. Naked enough.

You packed quite a punch.

I don't need one now, Ned.

Who's in my car?

Simon.

He's gonna roll it.

Ciao.

60 % maximum.

I'm telling you, Kurt, somebody's
tampering with it. I don't know how.

Let Monica have it, Wayne.

Bring her here.

Wayne!

Give me that thing. Orville, we're busy
here.

He's not listening to you.

Well, you see if you can get him in.

Wayne, this is Tim K.

Look, don't take any chances.

Coming in.

You're supposed to be here.

Yeah, this is where Bellwood keeps his
car.

I'm the new wheel man, A .J.

A .J.? If that's Foyt, hold on to him.

He still owes me the 50 he borrowed in
Daytona.

Sorry, A .J. Simon, not Foyt. I'm Kurt
Dundee. Hi. Crew chief, chief mechanic.

I'm the chief. Don't call me that.

Okay.

Oh, my tools will be coming any minute,
okay?

So, Dwayne tells me you know suspension
and wheels and you...

Do a little driving on your own.

Says you're good.

His engine has a tendency to blow up.
How many does this make?

Three.

When she goes, it'll be four.

That's all they built.

All you ought to do is let me put a new
Penske mill or something reliable in the

new car.

You don't think it could be sabotage?

Geez, you've been drinking beer with
Duane.

Well, three unexplained blow -ups. You
want explanations?

I got 30 or 40.

If I had to bet, I'd say it's sealed and
disintegrates on its own. Are you

kidding? I ran away.

How you doing, AJ?

Fine. Morning, Kurt. Tires was by this
morning.

Guess who isn't buying us rubber for
Sunday?

Suppose if I junk my engine, they'll
change their tune.

I suppose.

We got enough tire.

We only got three sets.

How am I going to get you through the
time trials and run the race without

equipment? You always do.

Kurt, all we got to do is win one, just
one.

My engine will put us up there with King
McGill. It'll put you in your grave.

Come on, Kurt.

Stick with me one more time.

Let's get this button up.

Wayne wants to run some laps.

Everything okay?

It's just fine, sir.

Mr. Norman.

Come in.

Hey.

Mr. McGibbon and all those parts work
with me, Mr. Donahue. How?

Call me half all my friends do, and I
got a feeling we're gonna be real good

friends. Uh, we want to throw you our
endorsement.

That's $100 ,000 up front and another
$100 ,000 every time you take a check at

flag. Pop Olm's always been with Dwayne
Bellwood.

Why dump him now?

We just want a fair return on our
investment.

But there's not a gasket or camshaft in
Bellwood's engine we can put our name on

and sell.

The American street racers and hot
rodders, they want to go with the

And I'm a winner.

On and off the track.

Now, you're a businessman. I wouldn't be
at all surprised if you weren't already

thinking about taking over Bellwood's
team.

You guys are unbelievable.

Like buzzards.

A great race driver goes down the tubes
and all you care about is a new place to

slap your decals.

He used to drive for me, you know, back
before he thought he could build a

better race car.

He was my friend.

And there was no better friend or
driver.

And I don't think we have any business,
Hap.

King bite? No.

But if he's taking shots at Bellwood,
he's smart enough to hide the smoking

Everybody at the track, except Dwayne,
thinks his engine is the problem.

I hate to say it, we may have a non
-case here.

No, we get paid one way or the other.

Yeah, but I like the guy.

He's used up a lot of guts to get this
far.

His crew thinks he's crazy.

Damn, they're loyal, they think.

Who's that?

Hey, go to Bill, right?

I know you're Monica Connell because I
saw you beat Dwayne Bellwood at

Talladega. You must have got quite a
charge out of whipping that old boy's

Didn't you two have a whole thing going
up until that point?

Would you get out of here?

I got a theory. I think... Pushy broads
like you get their jollies by putting

guys down. What do you think? I'll put
you down, pal. You won't have to think.

You'll know. I already think I know
about you. You like it a little rough,

you? Excuse me.

What's bothering you? Mind your own
business, pal. A lady and I were just

a conversation. Just take your hand off
of the lady, okay?

You okay?

Yeah, I am.

You packed quite a punch.

Well, that's the kind of life a girl
needs right now and then.

Aren't you, uh, aren't you Dwayne
Bellwood's new wheel man?

Yes, ma 'am.

Simon. A .J. Simon.

Can I buy you a beer?

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, Bill.

You and me have been on the circuit a
long time, haven't we?

You ever hear of a crewman named Simon?

A .J. Simon.

Never did.

Me neither.

Wayne can be his own animal.

Well, yeah, but... Thank you.

That's true of anybody.

I mean, you know, some of the time.

You know, with Wayne, it's a way of
life.

I mean, he's a guy who's more
comfortable in second place.

He's scared of winning.

He never admit that, but I know him
pretty well. I lived with him for two

You don't think his engine's been
sabotaged?

Sabotaged? Is that what he told you?

More than one way to blow an engine.

You put that engine in my car, and I'll
show you first place.

Are you serious?

I used to wake up in the middle of the
night when we were together, and I'd see

Dwayne circling the kitchen table going
over the designs of that engine. He

built it with his heart.

And a little of mine's in there, too.

We thought we'd make it nice and easy
for him. It's going to be dark in about

hour. We'll just sit here and watch,
okay?

We know how to do this, Dwayne.

Trust us.

Good morning. I'll be right with you.

Simon.

If you want to run around all night,
that's fine. But not if you want to work

for me.

I was in bed at 10 last night. I just
had some trouble getting to sleep,

all. Sure.

Look, let me get some coffee and I'll
take over for you here, okay? No time

that. Dwayne said the car is
understeering pretty bad when she hits

Take her out. See if you can pan it
down.

Well, why don't I...

Take a look at it first, see if I can
figure out what the problem is. I've

already done that.

Take her out.

Dwayne has some stuff he wants me to do
in there.

The most important thing you have to do
is listen to me.

You have done some driving in your
illustrious career, haven't you?

Of course.

Who's in my car?

Simon. I just wanted to see if he is who
he says he is.

Nobody drives my car but me.

You know that, Kurt.

It's Dwayne.

AJ? How's it feeling?

I'm not kind of understeering yet.

I'm at 120.

Well, that's good, AJ.

That's real good.

In fact, that's good enough.

Why don't you just ease it on down and
bring it on home, all right?

Okay, Dwayne.

I thought it was all over.

What happened?

Oh.

I don't know.

I don't know. I was in the turn. The
engine cut out and I lost control.

Does that sound familiar?

Either somebody got past us or there's
something very wrong with that thing.

What?

I can't tell you more until I dig around
that engine.

Here it is.

Cramped halfway through.

Well, look at this seal we pulled from
that other engine.

It's brittle.

Carbonized.

How about it, Kurt?

You know my engine. You know how they're
doing it. We can win.

In a way, your little spin -out was a
lucky break for us.

Otherwise, we might never have figured
this out.

You're welcome.

like a little league father.

Why would he want to do this?

Blackmail, money, greed, ambition, envy.

I mean, just stop me when I ring the
bell. I don't know how anybody got past

I checked. There is not a mark on a
window we would have seen a ladder to

roof. For the moment, I don't even care.

I can win on Sunday.

I think it's time to call in the cops.
We've got enough.

No, no, no, no.

You tell the police and we'll have track
stewards and the racing commission and

who knows who all over us.

I'll probably get disqualified because
they've been looking for any reason they

can find to get my engine off the track.

And no cop.

Is that a car?

Blowing your engine in the middle of a
racetrack full of cars going top speed

sounds a lot like murder.

Sounds like a lot of murders.

Racetracks have a tendency to get a
little crowded.

You know, there was one name on Dwayne's
security list that he never mentioned

to us. Orville Kincaid.

Who's Orville Kincaid?

Kincaid?

Oh, he was a really good driver until
about...

Four or five years ago.

Had a near -fatal accident.

Still driving.

According to the list, he's at a nursing
home.

The Silver Spring Nursing Home.

What's the matter?

I keep rummaging around in medical
records, A .J.

We don't need any details this time.

We just need to know who's tying the
checks.

Must have quit rich.

Kincaid was never a big winner. I mean,
if he's got the money to afford it here,

he didn't make it driving a race car.

Home.

I understand.

Perfectly.

You mustn't feel guilty, Rip.

Our motto is that Silver Springs, the
patient is king.

Well, it helped to be a king to afford
these prices.

What a charming way of putting it.

Yes, we are expensive, and we're the
very best.

Is it true that there is a supplemental
fund for those patients who cannot

afford the full cost?

What a vicious rumor.

No, I'm affirmative.

Well, he is slightly radioactive.

Dear, I just don't know whether we're
doing the right thing here.

I just... Could I possibly get a glass
of water?

Oh, of course.

Anytime you're in the area, why don't
you drop by Simondville and pay us a

visit? How wonderful to have a town
named for you. Well, it was a humbling

experience.

Here's a map of the grounds.

Now I want you to investigate them to
your heart's content.

Hi.

Orville Kincaid.

Mind if we talk to you for a couple of
minutes?

What about?

Well, we're from Gearbox Magazine.

We're in town for the race Sunday. Heard
you were out here and...

Thought you might want to answer a few
questions for our racing news section.

You're pretty versatile.

How's that?

Journalist, crewman for Dwayne Bellwood.

What else do you do?

Well, in my spare time, I'm a private
investigator.

Oh, so he took my advice, huh?

That's good.

Well, he was so paranoid about somebody
tampering with his engines that I told

him to hire a detective.

I guess he hired two.

You mind telling us why he's paying for
you to be here?

He didn't tell you?

He didn't mention your name.

We're wondering why.

Man can live without his pride.

Dwayne's protecting mine.

Well, maybe you can help him and tell us
what it's all about.

I got hurt in Watkins Glen in 80.

Duane and I were both driving for King
McGill.

Duane got an eye infection and had to
withdraw from the race.

So he convinced McGill to let Bobby
drive, who's my 58th lap.

I lost my legs and he lost it all.

After that... But it was Duane that
finally turned me around.

He wouldn't give up.

I thought it was just guilt, but I
finally caught on.

He really cares for me.

I'm sure he does.

Listen, thanks for your help.

Tell him to look out for his old
girlfriend, Monica Powell.

I warned him, but he doesn't want to
believe me.

Warn him about what?

Cuttlebutt says there's a big piece of
change riding on her.

How big?

Seventy -five grand.

It's big.

Thanks again. Thank you.

Something, uh, for you?

Yeah.

You develop pictures of naked people?

How naked?

Naked enough.

We'll show them to Arnie.

Well, who shall I say is calling?

Morty Gold?

After Nevada Golds.

Right this way.

So, how'd you hear about me?

Shoes Rafferty in Vegas said if I'm ever
stuck in Dago and bored, it's just

redundant.

I can count on a little action from
Arnie Roberts.

Do you know Shoes?

Oh, yeah.

Me and Richard, we've done a little
remodeling for him, you know what I

Oh, well, sure.

So what can I do for a friend of shoes?

I got ponies, I got dogs, I got
baseball, football.

Got boxing up in L .A.

And I got two good chicken fights down
in Ensenada.

Cars.

I only play cars.

Flames, Richard.

We're talking the championship race.

Let me get the numbers on that one.

Who you like?

Sonny Heffelman. Are you nuts?

Odds on that turtle are... They're 20 to
1.

I'm going to overlook the fact that you
called me nuts.

20 to 1?

That sounds about right. I mean, Shue's
nephew is new to this track, right?

Right.

Shue's nephew?

Well, in that case...

How much we holding, Richard?

30.

30 ,000.

Problem?

For a friend of shoes.

You're covered.

Okay, up an inch.

Down an inch, down an inch.

Walk away.

Look, Mr. McGill, there's only so much
that we can do with this engine.

Another 4%, 5, that's the top.

But a few brakes, a long caution, and
you could still win it.

In other words, without the brakes and
without the cautions, Bellwood's engine

still beats our socks off. Is that
right?

That's right.

Hold that.

would head -to -head. We have to come up
with something else.

Well, think about it, then.

We'll put another $10 ,000 on Monica,
just in case someone starts asking

questions.

Goodbye.

You call the money, find out who's
backing Monica.

Maybe you'll find a motive.

Suppose he covers the bed himself.

Okay, I'll stay with Arnie.

Let's see if Monica knows about any of
this.

Leave me a message where you wind up.

What the hell are you doing in here?

Waiting for you.

I think we ought to have a little chat.

Okay, we'll chat.

I've been through your files.

Pretty clean.

I guess you're hiding the incriminating
stuff someplace else.

What?

Lady, why don't you just save me a lot
of time and trouble and tell me straight

out?

Who's your partner in this gambling
business?

Take it easy.

Never hit a lady with a tire iron
before.

Maybe we should just talk.

Sounds good.

Or what do you mean, gambling?

Somebody is betting a lot of money on
you.

Dwayne hired me to find out why. You got
any ideas?

No. But they're going to get a knife.
It's scared to death.

He's lost the will, you know?

Now, I've got a race to drive in a few
hours, okay?

Why? Why did the great driver lose it?

Because of his brother?

Yeah, you got it.

Dwayne thinks his engine killed Bobby,
and maybe he wants to die on the track

atone. I don't know. But if anybody is
tampering with Dwayne's engine, it's

Dwayne. Wait a minute. What do you mean,
his engine?

I mean, that accident was back in 80.
The Bellwood brothers were still driving

for McGill.

Even then, Dwayne had ideas. He badged
McGill for months to let him drive with

modified turbo.

And it killed Bobby?

In a way.

Well, there wasn't anything wrong with
it. It was too good.

Bobby just couldn't handle it. He found
himself riding too big a horse, and it

threw him.

And that's what's making Dwayne nuts. He
knows he should never have made Bobby

drive.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I was about to
mend an old fence.

I know we're down to cleaning the bugs
off the rear view again.

I guess the boys can handle it.

I'll see you at six.

Thanks, guys.

You and Kurt are going to take shifts
with the car, huh?

I don't know why anybody would call me.

Anyway, I thought you ought to know I'm
not doing it.

Betting on yourself?

Sabotaging the car.

What's happening?

You're looking at it.

Gray hair's been doing most of the
talking.

Paid the bill, I phased the man.

Who's the guy in the Calypso hat?

Never turned around.

Okay.

Well, I hit the street.

Lose Arnie.

You take gray hair and I'll take
Calypso.

Okay. Who will we be?

Undercover advice. We had a microphone
in the sugar bowl.

Okay, wait a minute. They're getting up.

Oh, come on.

Come on, Calypso. Turn around. I want to
see your face.

Hold it.

Getting up.

Reaching for... It's Kincaid.

I'll be damned.

I take it he left the wheelchair at
home.

This is a stupid move, Kincaid. You
should not be here tonight.

I put the ten grand down on Monica, but
we still have things to discuss.

Deal. Move his car.

If you're still talking about remarking
Bellwood's tires, I said no.

It's too risky. Not the way I'll do it.

What is wrong with the engine seals?

By now, they'll be watching for that.

tires, so he's running low rubber on the
inside. Sooner or later, he'll blow a

tire.

At 200 plus, he's just as dead.

You're not thinking straight.

It's too easy to get caught.

It's not your option.

Dwayne Bellwood out of what's left of
his car, and I'll have what I want.

Dwayne's private eyes are safe in the
grease pit for tonight.

Tomorrow, we'll lose them in the desert.

When those two don't come back tonight,
Dundee and Bellwood are going to strip

every seal out of that engine.

Which is why I have to be up early to
remark his tires.

Whatever it takes, right?

Whatever it takes.

I've been waiting four years for him to
start trusting me.

The time is right.

Doesn't matter that his brother's
already dead. His brother has nothing to

with it.

Dwayne was so steamed to get his engine
out on that track, he pushed his brother

into that seat. Bobby just drove the
car.

Dwayne was driving Bobby.

I want Dwayne.

Cover this pit.

I had to double -check the engine seals
all of a sudden this morning.

Dwayne's worried somebody might have
tampered with his car.

Hell, I was with it half the night.

Then my wheel man didn't show up. Quite
a morning.

Anyway, the car is fine as frogs fur
now. You can take my word for that.

Dave.

Orville. How's the boy?

Today's Dwayne's lucky day, huh? Yeah.

You staying with us or you going up in
the grandstand? Oh, I'm staying down

here, Chief.

You know that I'm Dwayne's lucky charm,
don't you?

I know that, all right.

Okay, I'll get to that.

Thank you.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm trying to roll you over. Get your
damn belt buckle.

I didn't mean to just ask.

You all right?

Never mind.

in the turn. Did you do something to the
suspension? Negative.

Maybe that new wheel man you saddled us
with did something to the... Look, when

I power up out of the turn, she starts
to shimmy real bad.

You want us to shift the chassis?

No, Monica's got too many seconds on me
now.

Check the tire.

Still moving away.

I'm coming for the 22 car.

Back it. 50 go.

What the hell happened to you? NK did
something to your tires and we heard him

say he was going to remark them.

He wants revenge.

He tried to murder you by sabotaging
your engine. Now he's sabotaging your

tires. You're going to have to change
him. He's right, Wayne. These tires are

shot.

I saw Kincaid going through the tunnel.

I almost turned you into part of the
wall.

All right.

All right. All right.

All right.