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(upbeat music)

- Morning Sam.

- How you doing?

- (chuckling) Good.

(background chatter)

(papers rustling)

(liquid pouring)

Hey, good doggy.

(dog panting)

Dear Red Shoes, I loved your ad in the personals.

Well, maybe not loved, but certainly found it interesting.

Have you been betrayed?

Have you betrayed another?

Betrayal is a heavy word, especially if you betray yourself.

(ominous suspense music)

(wings fluttering)

- Today is

my birthday.

My birthday and I worked all night.

Can't sleep.

What else is new?

Thirty years old and I'm getting married on Sunday

to a nice, safe guy.

Always so frightened.

Always so scared.

What are you afraid of Red Shoes?

Everybody's afraid of something.

Everybody's afraid of something.

Everybody's afraid of something.

I used to be so afraid I could see it.

Fear

of being alone,

fear of failure,

fear of being stupid,

fear of being ugly,

fear of flying, falling, drowning

of sex,

fear of my own body,

my own nakedness.

God, fear of everything

but speed.

And I was afraid of that too,

until one day I pulled up to pass a slow moving truck

and my accelerator stuck

and I couldn't slow down.

And for the first time in my life

I felt free.

(car accelerating)

(tires squealing)

(Tires squealing)

(drumming)

(horn music)

(car accelerating)

(tires squealing)

(car accelerating)

(cars accelerating)

(tires squealing)

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

(piano music)

Who was he?

Where did he go?

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

Hi, Mom it's me.

Call me in the car

555-0202.

Love you.

- If you really want to drive fast

drive down Lincoln,

stop at Mission Road

and wait.

Oh was he real or did I make him up?

Was he real

or did I make him up?

(ship's horn blowing)

(bird shrieking)

(phone ringing)

[Man On Phone] You're wearing high heels,

take them off.

You can't drive with high heels.

You can't feel the pedal.

- What?

(jazzy horn music)

[Man on Phone] You heard me.

Take them off now.

Put your car into gear

and drive North into the Canyon.

- Who are you?

- Coming out of the first turn

I want you to floor it.

- What's the game?

- Speed,

power,

control.

(piano music)

- If we're driving for money

you better have cash in your pocket

cause I don't accept checks.

- You think just because you have money

that entitles you to drive that machine?

Who gave it to you?

Your boyfriend?

Your Daddy?

- It belongs to me,

my money,

my car.

(cars accelerating)

(tires squealing)

- Back off!

You're pushing me!

- Beyond your limits?

- Does the words fuck you mean anything to you?

- If you want control, take control.

(truck horn honking)

- Back off.

Back off!

Back off!

- Why should I?

I'm tired of trucks taking up the whole highway.

- Give him room!

- You choose.

Left or right?

- You're scaring the shit outta me!

- Left or right, god damn it?

- Right!

(tires squealing)

(horn blowing)

Mother fucker!

- Red line it,

this is the time,

this is the place!

There's nobody here but us.

Reach under the dash.

What do you feel?

Is it hot?

- Yes, yes!

- How hot?

- Hot!

- Think about the engine.

Think about the valves, the pistons,

the struts.

Think about the oil spitting out into the engine.

How fast are we going?

Feel it!

Call it as we go!

How fast are we going?

- 90

- 140

- Yes!

- You're nuts!

- Rule number one,

never back down when you're peaking.

- Never!

- There's a cop up ahead, buzz him.

- I'm gonna hit him.

- No you won't.

- Yes I will!

- No you won't!

(rhythmic music)

(gravel crunching)

(car accelerating)

(engine sputtering)

(phone beeps)

Pick it up.

See who it is.

- [Mother] Claudia?

- Hi, Mom.

- [Mother] I tried calling you.

- No, I know I wasn't home.

I was working, I was working all night.

- [Mother] We're all here, we're waiting.

Dan's getting nervous.

- I'll be there just start without me.

- [Mother] Claudia!

- Just start without me.

- [Mother] Don't get crazy!

I love you.

- I love you too.

(horn music)

- Who was that?

- My mom.

- What did she want?

- I told her I was on my way.

- On your way where?

- To church!

Wedding rehearsal,

I'm getting married on Sunday.

- Do you love him?

- I don't know.

- Your Mom, are you close to her?

- Very.

- Me too.

She gets worried about me though,

driving as fast as I do.

How bout your Mom, does she worry about you?

- She worries that I don't eat right,

that I don't sleep enough, that I work to hard.

She doesn't know that I drive this fast.

- It's hard.

What they don't know won't hurt um right?

- Right.

- If you really want them to not worry about

what they don't know, turn left.

Now.

(drumming)

(cars accelerating)

- [Man] Have you ever done a one eighty?

- [Claudia] Never.

- [Man Would You Like To?

- [Claudia] Yes.

- [Man] Can't hear ya!

- [Claudia] Yes!

(drumming)

- [Man] Get out.

Watch this.

- And this guy comes into my life.

He began pushing me, pushing me.

Everywhere I turn I can see him.

Right when I thought I had it under control

he began pushing me, pushing me.

Fear, God I could taste it.

Run it by me.

- Easy.

Head straight for the huey,

about a hundred feet from it

pull up on the hand brake,

steering wheel hard to the right.

- Fear of failure.

- [Man] Let the car do the rest.

- Fear of being stupid.

- [Man] Got it?

- Emergency brake,

hard right.

Fear of falling, drowning, flying.

Farther, faster.

(jazzy horn music)

He just kept pushing me and pushing me.

(tires squealing)

(car accelerating)

Drive harder, drive faster.

Always so afraid.

Emergency brake, hard right, now.

Always so timid.

(exhales)

Just leave me alone.

- [Man] Try it again.

- I don't even know who the fuck you are!

(exhales)

- That's not true.

We know everything about each other

we'll ever need to know.

Close your eyes.

Close, your eyes.

Feel the engine against your skin.

420 horses,

can you feel them?

Can-you-feel-them?

- Yes.

- Sometimes I wonder what brings people together.

Some people believe in past lives,

reincarnation,

destiny.

Do you believe in things like that?

- No.

(piano music)

- Well,

I bet if we sat down and talked

we'd find out we have a lot more in common than just speed.

I mean, (chuckles)

here we are,

up all night.

I can't sleep,

you can't sleep.

You can't sleep, can you?

Answer me.

- No.

- [Man] On five,

we're gonna try it again.

One,

wet your fingers

and lowly run them

up the inside of your thigh.

Two,

take a deep breath

and let it out slowly.

- (exhales)

- Three,

gently kiss the inside of your palm.

Four,

wrap that kiss tightly around the gear shift.

Five,

I've got a hard-on a mile long.

(engine starts)

(tires squealing)

(car accelerating)

- [Claudia] Emergency brake, hard right, now!

(tires squealing)

(drumming)

- [Claudia] Mother fucker!

- What the hell are you doing?

- I don't want you to follow me.

- Why?

- No names.

No past, no future.

Promise me that you won't come after me.

- I prom

- Sat it!

- I promise you I won't come after you.

- So help me God!

- (chuckling) So help me God.

(jazzy horn music)

- Is he real or am I making him up?

Even when he was kissing me, when he was touching me,

was he real or did I make him up?

Was he real or did I make him up?

Even when he came inside me

was he real or did I make him up?

Was it real?

Or did I make it up?

(wings fluttering)

- So what do you think, Red Shoes?

Was he am aberration?

Was he a fantasy?

Or did I make him up?

What a question, huh Stella?

I'd say,

that was a once in a lifetime experience.

And what about the wedding,

was that real or did she make that up to?

I don't know.

(jazzy horn music)