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Bye.
Bye.
And the winner of the Modified Stock Division at the National Hot Rod
Championships is Brad...
Jump the start, Turner.
No, I didn't, Vanessa.
You did.
You were across the start before I'd popped the clutch.
Because I'm faster.
You're a liar.
You're a man who will do anything, including cheat, because he can't stand
beaten by a woman.
Stop blaming your loss on everything but the real cause. You're driving.
We'll see who's the best.
When it really counts, I'll...
you up and spit you out.
Soon, Turner.
Soon.
Brad.
Brad. Nevada Rushmore just called. The Chief?
I thought he was at the Mesa Verde Memorial Road Race.
He is. And he has requested the honor of our presence.
Hello? Anybody home?
Sorry. Gee, that's nice.
Nice? What planet have you been living on? It's an honor just to take part in
the Mesa Verde Memorial.
We're going to be representing the Chief's tribe. When the Native Americans
originally raced, it was on foot. Those braves were brave.
I really am excited, Calhoun.
I just can't stop thinking about Vanessa.
Vanessa? As in Venom's Vanessa?
The same.
She's becoming real paranoid and hateful. It's gotten a lot more personal
just mask and venom.
Because you always beat her?
Right. And she won't accept losing.
Claims I cheat.
Calhoun, I get the feeling that soon it could become a real battle between us.
For survival.
A Formula One racer? Here?
thanks to the sleeping gas, on to step two.
When
the
race was first designed, it was meant to be the toughest talent for the
fleetest, strongest race.
From what you've said, they must have done a good job.
Do I am an Indian or another, please?
Please know how honored I am to be allowed this opportunity to compare
with your earlier warriors.
And my tribe is proud and honored to have each of you here.
The rules are simple?
Very simple. There are two classes of entrance.
Two -wheeled vehicles and four -wheeled vehicles.
Both run exactly the same course.
You will take a circular course through the ruggedness of the plateaus and
return to the original starting point. How are the roads, Chief?
No one is sure from race to race.
Sure. Please do explain.
The course passes through the most sacred of places for our people. Once a
the races are allowed to enter. Nobody else is permitted there except by
petition to the tribal council.
That means no tow trucks.
Huh? Venom? How did they get invited?
Venom petitioned the tribal council.
They wanted to represent an extinct tribe that mysteriously vanished.
Didn't you explain what manner of trouble Venom could cause?
Of course. But the council had to accept a proper petition.
Although it stated Venom would be represented by three drivers.
One seems to be missing.
One is missing?
I knew it.
Good old Vanessa.
Pardon me. Without special permission, you're not allowed in this area.
Forgive my rudeness. Frankly, you're not exactly what I expected.
Please wait here a moment.
Do I look that bad?
These are the seeds. Please be very careful. One seed ground into cornmeal
the entire tribe living here into insanity and eventual destruction.
One of these little guys?
Heavy.
That's why the Peaceful Nations Alliance must receive the seeds.
Man. Somebody could control the world with these jewels, huh?
Knew I should have trusted my instincts.
We've got to get those seeds back.
Seeds? If those seeds are ground up into powder, then mixed with drinking water,
they make people so insane, they destroy themselves.
And the mixture is so potent, one seed is enough to destroy the population of
entire city.
Birdman disappeared.
Perhaps Venom is up to something.
It is your fault, Vanessa!
What do we do now, Brad?
Lester?
Why don't we look for Lester from the air?
Seems stupid to follow the course map.
Real smart, Floyd.
If we do that, everybody will know where he is.
Didn't think of that.
You don't think, period. Bird brain.
According to this map, The course doubles back on
itself. So if there was a back way out of here, we might be able to surprise
Venom. Assuming they stick to the course.
We can't be everywhere, so we'll have to assume something.
Tell you what.
You look for a back way out, and I'll transform Razorback and go over the
mountain. At least one of us ought to make it.
One of us, huh?
It'll sure be uneven odds.
Did you find him?
Yeah, pretty good for someone who can't think, huh?
Water.
That water must be flowing somewhere.
Let's hope it's out.
So, one of these babies wiped out an entire tribe.
Then Miles is right. With this container, Venom can rule the world.
Miles ain't here.
Maybe we shouldn't cut him in on the deal.
I'm holding the container, Lester. Maybe I shouldn't cut any man in on the deal.
How's this, Doctor?
That should be enough, thank you. All we need now are the seeds back.
Mask will get them back.
I hope you're right about the water.
Believe me, in seed form, water dissolves them to nothingness. In powder
they mix with water and make it toxic.
I believe you, and I believe in Mask.
Nothing like stacking the odds a little more.
Huh? Sally!
Dash out, crab the seeds, outrun Venom to the end.
As Brad would say, nothing to it but to do it.
I said I'll take the seeds in, and I'll be the one who decides if they're given
to Miles.
Unless any or all of you decide you can take them from me.
You can all relax.
to you guys.
I'm going after the seeds.
You were after the seed.
I am!
I'm also racing you!
Nothing like two losses in one day.
Totem, on!
Mortet, on!
The entire world thanks you. I am
honored I could help.
Nice driving out there.
Vanessa, if you ever concentrated on driving instead of hating, you'd
win all the time.
Gotta run.
What was that all about?
Oh, I congratulated Vanessa.
Someday, maybe I'll learn to keep my big mouth shut.
Mmm, I'm ready for one of your famous omelets, Alex.
Light the stove.
Hold your fire, Scott. I smell gas.
The first thing you do when you smell gas is open a window.
Then call the gas company.
But don't light a match.
The results could be explosive.
We'll be right back.
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