All language subtitles for Heart Like A Wheel 1

[Woman]
When I was little, Pop
scared me when he drove.

I wanted him to slow down,
he drove so fast.

#### [jazz]

Come on.

Put your hand on the wheel.

Here we go.

Yeehah!

Yeehah!

[horn honking]

See you tomorrow, Libby.

[Libby]
Bye, Shirl.

[engine revving]

[cheering]

Is that the famous
Muldowney work?

Yeah, well, it's better
than the piece of shit
you're driving.

Ooo, you wish.

So, this is the famous
Sonny Rigotti?

Hey, no lie.

I think Jack can take you.

Easy.

Will you get
a load of this?

I know he can.

How much do you know?

25.

Mickey'll hold the money.

Get it.

[engines revving]

Jack, when are
you gonna ask him?

Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, honey.

You said that yesterday.

I know, I know,
but it's too late.

Good night.

Hey, Shirl!

I'm gonna ask him tonight.

Tonight, God damn it!

#### [bluegrass]

## Some folks are
built like this ##

## Some folks are
built like that ##

## But the way I'm built ##

## Don't you call me fat ##

## 'Cause I'm built for comfort ##

## I ain't built for speed ##

## But I got everything ##

## All a good girl needs ##

## I ain't got no diamonds ##

## I ain't got no gold ##

## I'll I have is love ##

## To satisfy your soul ##

## 'Cause I'm built for comfort ##

## I ain't built for speed ##

## But I got everything ##

## All a good girl needs ##

## Said I got everything ##

## All a good girl needs ##

[cheering]

Hi, Pop.

Shirley Ann, what are you doin'?
Does your momma know you're here?

Jack's got somethin'
he wants to ask you.

I want you to meet somebody.

Well, Mr. Roque...
Mr. Roque?
Tex.

Well, sir, Tex...
I want you to meet these
people, these are my friends.

Tex, Tex.
Hide your money,
the champ is back!

Look out, Fred.

Hey, fellas, I want you
to meet my little filly.

Hi, honey.

Do you want to play, Jack?
No, sir.

Fellas, Jack Muldowney,
he's a fine guy.

Good steady kid.

He's not like that lousy
bum of a son you got, Matt.

Ain't that the truth.

Hey, Charlie, bring
a chair over for Jack, huh?

Um, no thank you, sir.

That's not the
reason I came here.

The main reason
I came here--

Just don't let your momma
know where you got it.
Mr. Roque.

Mr. Roque, Shirley and
I want to get married.

Is that right?

Spread 'em around.
Uh, yes, sir,
that's right.

We talked a lot about it
and that's the way it is.

Look, I wouldn't want
to do it without your
permission, sir.

But you would,
wouldn't you?

You'd do it anyway.

Yes, I'd do it anyway.

But I'd hate to see
it come to that.

You and me are gonna
have a little talk.

Deal me out, fellas.

Go ahead, play.

Don't give me that look.

I was just tryin' to see
if the kid had guts.

He asked you, didn't he?
I want to marry him, Pop.

Look, he's a good kid,
but he's still a kid.

Aw, Pop.

Now, your sister, she's
got a good education,

she's got good grades,
she's gonna be all right.

I'm gonna be
all right, too.

Jack's got a good job.

He's gonna take good care of me.

Shirley Ann,
don't get me wrong.

I like Jack.

I mean, if he was a lousy bum,
I wouldn't let him into my house.

But, lady, there's one thing
you've got to remember.

There's not a man anywhere
who is worth giving up

your ability to take
care of yourself.

I know that. I can
take care of myself,
I always have.

Look, that doesn't
change anything.

I still want to see
a high school diploma

with the name Shirley Ann
Muldowney on it.

Oh, Pop. I love you, Pop.

The key to my heart!

Sucka!

I love you, Pop.

You got nothing to worry about.
I'll take good care of her.

We'll come by and visit
all the time, Mrs. Roque.

See you later, alligator.

Wooo!

[laughing]
Now, listen.

All right, right here...

I'm going to have
two service bays, right?

Extend it out like that.

Get a wide deluxe soda machine.

Ooo, dig this idea.

You know those umbrella things?

They, like, they extend
out a little bit.

And I would have, like,
lights over each pump.

That sign is gone.

And, uh, back here,
in my office, behind my desk,

a picture of you.

Oh, Jack.

Yep.
It's gonna be great.

As soon as I get
back to town,

I gotta go to the bank,
put the payment down.

It's gonna be
a goddamn gold mine.

Think we'll be able
to buy a house?

I been thinkin'
about that already.

Oh, Jack.

## My love must be
a kind of blind love ##

## I can't see
anyone but you ##

## Sha bop sha bop ##

## Sha bop sha bop ##

## Are the stars
out tonight? ##

## I don't know if
it's cloudy or bright ##

## I only have eyes ##

## For you ##

Hey, how you doin', Muldowney.

Mrs. Muldowney.

Listen, the guys
and I were talkin'

and we decided, hey, why
don't we come down here

and give the chicken
another chance.

Well, what do
you say, Jack?

No?

Okay.

Jack, come on.
You can do it.

You got it all over him.

Maybe we do, Shirl.

Come on!

Nah, I don't
think so, Shirl.

We could use the money.

I tell you, I don't
want to choke again.

[engine revving]

Jack, let me.

Huh?

I can take him.

I know I can.

[laughing]

Hey, Rigotti!

Hey, you're on, for
a hundred bucks, pretty boy.

Yeah, you got it!

[engine revving]

If I beat her,
do I get to keep her?

Let me have it.

You got it.

You ready?

You ready, honey?

[Woman]
Come on, Shirley.

Damn it!

Yahoo!

[horn honking]

So long, Joe.

Take care, Shirley.

Hey, Mommy, [imitates trumptet fanfare].

Me and Angela
are getting married.

Oh, is that so, Angela?

No!

See you tomorrow, Rosa.
Okay.

Hey, hey, come on.

Hi, Daddy, yah!

Oh, come on, don't do that!

Here you go.

Hi, hon.

Hey.

[Man]
Now, you folks up here
are behind the times.

Down in Florida, where I come
from, and out in California,

we're gettin' to be
a big-time sport and
a big-time business.

And don't you think they
don't know it in Detroit.

Hell, they're even givin'
away parts, motors, even
the whole damn car.

If people go out to
the track and see 'em,

they want to go buy
one for themselves.
Hey, Big Daddy?

Why don't you ask those
people in Detroit to give
me one of these beauties?

I'd be happy to,
Buddy, if you were
a good enough driver.

Had enough wins
under your belt.

How many wins would
it take, do you think?

Would you like Big Daddy's
autograph, darlin'?

Well, thanks, but what
I'd really like is, uh, to sit there.

Ah, why the hell not?

Come on, I gotta
help you here.

Upsy-daisy!

Here we go, right
over here, like this.

Put your feet in there.

Now sit down, carefully.

Here, let me get this
belt from behind you

so we can put it over ya,
that's a girl.

That's it,
you're looking good.

Yeah, you look like a
real sprint car driver.

Yes, sir.

A dragster.

See that big
engine up there?

How'd you like
to have that goin'?

The wind blowing through
your face at 180,
190 miles an hour.

Make the lipstick come
right off that pretty,
little face, darlin'.

Jack?

Honey? I was thinkin',
why couldn't we get, um,

somthin' heavy like a hemi?

Honey, 'cause we haven't even
paid for the 'Vette yet.

They might give us one.

We've been doin' real good.

They might want us
to show them off.
They?

Detroit. They pay Big Daddy
to use all their stuff.

Honey, watch out!

Mickey, you don't steal!

You see, they took
away the guy's legs.

It's a sin, he can't
even run anymore.

Jack.

All right, look.

We're havin' fun.
We're doin' fine.

Now don't ruin it
by goin' and makin'
a fool of yourself.

I mean, these guys,
they do it for a livin'.

What the hell, you
think you're Big Daddy?

Up to you, Moose.
On you, Moose.

Moose.

Jack, let's drive to Detroit.

Talk to Chrysler,
talk to GM.

When they see how good
we're doin', they gotta
give us a car.

Sweetie, it's important to
me that we talk about this.

Wanna talk?

Okay, we'll talk.

All right?
Now we're gonna talk.

Look, we're
gonna go to Detroit,

and if they see us
at all, it's to
laugh in my face!

How do we know that
if we don't try?

Honey, the last thing they're
lookin' for is a driver

who's a housewife from
Schenectady with a kid.

Maybe they don't
care who I am.

Maybe they just
want somebody who wins.

They're looking
for a guy, all right?

Somebody that can stick
his hands in an engine,

sell a few spark plugs,
push their product,

like that, that's
not you, okay?

Okay?

There, and the
inning's over, good.

Satisfied? Shit.

[Shirley]
Listen, honey, Mommy has to
go away for a couple of days.

All right? Can you take care
of Daddy while I'm gone?

Yeah. Are we gonna go
to Grandpa's on Sunday?

Sure. Grandpa's
makin' spaghetti.

Give me a kiss.

Come on, big kiss.

Okay, you go
back to sleep.

It's very early.

Bye.
Bye, sweetie.

[bell dings]

Mommy!

Hi, honey, did you miss me?

Yeah.
What did you do
while I was gone?

I fixed Mr. Phillip's starter.

Daddy said it was perfect!

Wow!

Hi, Buddy.

Hi, Shirley.

Look, sweetie, I gotta
talk to Daddy, okay?

You finish working and then,
uh, we'll play, all right?

Jack?

Don't, come on,
you'll get greasy.

I thought they'd give me a car,
I really did.

The only one that'd even
see me was Chrysler.

And that was after
waiting for hours.

They were real nice, too.

They said they'd give
me a car if I paid for it.

I hope you learned something, Shirl.

While you were out on
your joy ride, me and Buddy
were talkin' things over.

And I figure, what the hell,
I can build a dragster.

Class A, run on any
quarter-mile track around.

N.H.R.A., the whole deal.

Really?
Yeah, really.

And I'll tell you somethin'
else, with the upkeep

and modifications
on the 'Vette,

it'd be cheaper running
a damn dragster.

And look, I don't want you
worryin' about money,

entry fees,
anything like that.

I'm gonna handle
all that stuff.

All you gotta do is
take care of the kid...
and drive.

Oh, baby, I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

[Announcer]
Elapsed time of 11:53 at
a speed of 122 miles an hour,

ladies and gentlemen, here at
the E town Summer Challenge.

## Imagine me and you ##

## I do ##

## I think about you
day and night ##

## It's only right ##

## To think about
the girl you love ##

## And hold her tight ##

## So happy together ##

Sign my arm!

Sign your arm?

You're not gonna
wash it off, are ya?

You better not.

## So happy together ##

## I can't see me lovin'
nobody but you ##

## For all my life ##

## When you're with me ##

## Baby the sky
will be blue ##

## For all my life ##

## Me and you ##

## And you and me ##

## No matter how they
toss the dice ##

## It had to be ##

## The only one
for me is you ##

## And you for me ##

Sir, if you go to
the Tri-Cities and you
wanna check Lebanon Valley,

you're gonna find out
about Shirley Muldowney
and Jack Muldowney.

## I can't see me lovin'
nobody but you ##

## For all my life ##

## When you're with me ##

## Baby the sky
will be blue ##

## For all my life ##

## Me and you ##

## And you and me ##

You see me run?

No.

You've come all the way out here
and you missed the main attraction?

Well, what the hell,

I'm just gonna have to run
it one more time just for you.

Connie Kalitta.

Hi. Look, I'm trying to get
ready for a race here, okay?

Well, don't give me
that. Gimme your name.

Shirley Muldowney.

Please, if you don't mind.

This is a beauty.

This is one of the nicest
I've ever seen, in all
my years of runnin'.

I mean it.

Great chassis.
Comfy seat.

Nice big headlights.

Dragsters don't
have headlights.

They don't?

I tell you what, Miss, uh, Shirley,
uh... Muldowney.

Muldowney. Why don't you come
check out the Bounty Hunter.

Come on! It's the fastest and the
only-est funny car on this track.

Come on, I'm not gonna bite you.

[Man]
I need to know
the person driving it

is gonna get down that track
without killing themselves

or a bunch of--
If you give us a test--

Why don't you drive?
I'm not a driver.
I'm a mechanic.

Okay.

I just gotta get something
from the truck, okay?

Be right back.

Hey. Come on.

Connie Kalitta, right?

Yeah.

This is my son, John.

Mr. Kalitta's one of those creeps
your dad's always talking about.

Oh, hey.

How you doin', big guy?
Nice to meet you.

Oh, hey!

That's some grip you got
there, John Muldowney.

Whoa, you're a big, strong guy to have such
a young, beautiful momma like you do.

He's big enough to watch your old man's
car while you check out mine.

It's not my
old man's car.

It's our car.

My husband's the mechanic.
I'm the driver.

Well, pardon me,
Mrs. Muldowney.

I meant no offense.

Boy, I sure hope
you can drive cars

better than you can take compliments.

I hope you can drive
better than you give 'em.

Are you crazy, man, you want
me to break my hand?

Can I help you
with somethin'?

Well, only if you got some
influence with this lady here.

Yeah, this lady
is my wife.

Hey, this is
embarrassing, man.

I, uh...I'm Connie.

Kalitta.

Hey, this is a great
machine you guys got here.

I'll tell you what.
Let's have dinner sometime.

I'll get my wife, make
it a foursome, say, uh,

Sunday, after I set
this place on its ass,
what do you say?

We'll let you know.

You hurt me, boy.

Carlos, you sucker.

Come on, go work
on the carburetor.

Oh, come on!

Come on.
So, what's the deal?

When are we up,
what's our number?

Well, I'll tell you.
It's our first time here.

We never worked
on this track before.

So I'm thinkin' we
should just watch today,
see how things go.

What are you
talking about?

I don't want anything
to happen to you.

That's what
I'm talkin' about.
Or the car.

Shirl, I want to make
damn sure you're not
in over your head.

What did we
come here for?

All right, look.

It doesn't look like
they're gonna let you run.
Why?

Well, they don't
think it's safe for you.

And I'm not so sure I don't
agree with them.

Well, what am I
talkin' to you for?

You're gonna run away and make a
fool of yourself again.

I'm telling you that!
Because you're pig-headed!

Damn it to hell.

Excuse me.

You can't come
in here, baby.

I just want to talk
to an official.

You don't have a pass.
This is a private affair.
Lou, please.

Sir, excuse me.
My name's Shirley Muldowney.

I just came a hundred
miles to race, and, uh,

someone's telling me I can't.

I'd like to know why.

Young lady. Just because
someone gave you a car

does not give you
the right to race it.

Well, you're the
man in charge, right?

Yes, I am, and it is my job
to ensure the safety

of the spectators
and the other drivers.

Well, I understand that, but I'm not
some kid out for a joy ride,

I'm an experienced driver.

So your husband
mentioned, Mrs. Muldowney.

But your experience is in amateur
events in street machines.

We have rules,
now, Lou, please.

You have rules against
a woman driving?

No, not exactly.

Okay then, well,
suppose I'm a man,

and all I've done is race amateur
local events in street machines.

Now, what do I have to do?
There are procedures.

Where are these procedures?
In your head?

No, they're not.

Well, could I see them, please?

Thank you.

Say I have to have a qualified car,
a dragster, 130 miles per hour.

Three accredited drivers have
to sign for my license.

So, doesn't say anything
here about not being a woman.

Or are you gonna stop me
from getting the signatures?

[laughing]

I'm applying for my competition driver's
license and I need three signatures.

No way.

It's not for a woman.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Are you a licensed N.H.R.A. driver?

Sure.

I need some signatures.

I don't believe in signing nothing, sweetheart.

Hey, why don't you fix
me some bacon and eggs?

Would you sign my application
for my N.H.R.A competition...

Right. Thank you.

Would you sign my application
for my competition driver's license?

Jack?

Look. All we gotta
get is three signatures.

Then they gotta
let us race.

It's the rules, whether
I'm a man, a woman,
or a kangaroo.

Look, don't go to
war with these people.

Jack, I'm not fighting.
I just want to race.

I can't get any of these
clowns to sign this damn thing.

Honey, that's what I ran into.

Look at it from
the N.H.R.A. point of view.

Maybe if you go with
me they'll sign it.

Listen, honey, he said if a woman
got in an accident

it could set the whole
sport back 10 years.

Jack, are you
gonna help me?

If I help you or not
it's not gonna matter.

Excuse me.
Remember me?

I'd like your autograph now.

Class A, huh?

Okay.

What the hell, might as well get some
of you gals out of the kitchen

and into the stands.

There you go, my dear.

Thanks.

Eh, this paperwork is such bullshit.

You just need one more and that's it, huh?

Yeah, that's right,
thanks a lot.
No problem.

Hey, Tiny.

Oh, no, I asked him already.

Hey, Tiny, come here.

Hey buddy, why don't you put
your John Hancock right there.

Hey, man, I told her I ain't signin' nothin'.

Look at the names on that list, man.

Big Daddy Garlits, Connie
Kalitta, you'll go down
in history, come on.

Yeah, well, thanks anyway.

Tiny, you still lookin' for
your torque wrench, man?

Hey, man, that's mine.

That's right, I borrowed it
from you, didn't I?

Gainesville, I think
it was '64.

You son of a bitch.
Sign it.

Thank you.

Just try not to run over anybody, okay?

See, all you gotta do is just be
nice to the other drivers.

How's it comin', guys?

All right, race fans.

You're not going to
believe what's up next.

'Cause I know
I don't believe it.

But, here goes.

We've got a late entry from
Schedectady, New York.

Welcome the first lady to
try and qualify in an A dragster

for an N.H.R.A. competition.

Shirley Muldowney.

This is a real surprise here at
the 1966 E town Summer Challenge.

This is Shelley,
I mean, Shirley Muldowney.

And she's trying for her N.H.R.A.
competition driver's license.

She's driving that A gas dragster
that's powered by a small-block Chevrolet.

You know, this car, well,
it ought to run

about 145, maybe
150 miles an hour.

Come on,
get out of here.

I wonder if Shirley has got it in
her to hold that throttle pedal down

all the way through that quarter mile.
That's a tough run.

She's got to make
a single run by herself.

There's nobody else out
on that racetrack.

[engine revving]

Her pit crew looks like a little kid
and that must be her husband, Mr. Muldowney.

What's this, a kiss
on the starting line?

What's drag racing
coming to?

[engine revving]

As Shirley Muldowney
gets set to make her run.

Don't forget, she's gotta go over
130 miles an hour on this pass

to earn her
competition license.

[engine revving]

She's got good traction.

Wahoo!

We have a speed
of 155 miles an hour?

And a lap time of...
is this right, Vern?

A 9.2? Well, hell, that's a
new track record.

Wahoo!

Come on, come on!

Wahoo!

I'm holdin' you responsible, Kalitta.

Hey, your mom is
a hell of a driver!

And you built
a hell of a car, man.

Shirley Muldowney has indeed set a new
track record for the A dragster class.

Track record! 9.2!

155 miles an hour!

N.H.R.A., take that!

Every time we come
to this restaraunt,

old Mr. Ling likes to break
out his smutty fortune cookies.

Isn't that true
Oh, yes.

Wait...wait a minute,
you mean he puts dirty
fortunes in the cookies?

Oh, yeah. Come on, Jack,
crack yours open.

Maybe he dealt you a hot one.

Old Mr. Ling is peeking at us
through a hole in the wall right now.

Man's a total pervert.

The future holds
great things for you.

Hear that, Shirl, there's
great things for us.

Smart cookie.

Hey, there's no fortune.

Excuse me.

Conn, my cookie's empty.

Well, what do you want me to do, honey?
I don't stuff �em.

Aw, sweetie, I'll
get you another one.

So you and the boy go with Shirley
every time she runs, huh?

Yes, ma'am.

You're lucky. I hardly ever
get to go anywhere with Connie.

I guess if you want a regular
home and a regular family,

somebody's gotta stay and mind it.

[Connie]
Hey, Junie, how you doin'?
What's goin' on?

What do you mean, who's this?

It's me, the Conn. What's goin' on?

I'm callin' you now.

Yeah.

Now, you listen to me, okay?

I'm sure there's lots of lad
out there who think this little,

um, puppy dog act
of yours is real cute.

I'm not one of them.

To me, you're just a lousy bum.

The only thing
I do fast is drive.

Cha cha cha.

## Back to the love
and the laughter ##

## Lord what a far
distant shore ##

## And how many nights
did I want you ##

## How many times did I try ##

## You know you
taught me to love you ##

## Did you know you
taught me how to cry ##

## Mmm hmm, did you know you
taught me how to cry ##

Come on, Pop.
Let's go.

Okay. It's the damn car.

If it weren't for that jalopy
I'da left here at midnight.

Now, you tell
your mom that.

I got something
to show you.

You did good?

I broke the track record.

I'm so proud of you,
Shirley Ann.

## In dreams,
my memories ramble ##

## Out where my
heart cannot go ##

## Back to the love
and the laughter ##

## Lord what a far
distant shore ##

## And how many nights
did I want you ##

## How many times did I try ##

## You know you
taught me to love you ##

## Did you know you
taught me how to cry ##

## Oh baby, did you know
you taught me how to cry ##

## Sometimes I dream
of a woman ##

## Sometimes I
dream of the sky ##

## You know you taught
me to dream girl ##

## Did you know you
taught me how to cry ##

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several presidential
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Vice President
Hubert Humphrey says he has

a brand-new
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Military leaders in Vietnam
have been told to win the war
within the next 3 months.

Jack, slow down.

I didn't think I'd ever go
too fast for you, Shirl.

...to escape fighting in
the Northeastern suburb
of that capital city.

Jack, be careful.
John's gonna get hurt.

I told you, I strapped him in
myself, nothing's gonna happen.

Honey, let me drive.

Oh, no, no.

Boy, drivin' you to your races
fixin' that dragster,

that's my most important
job, right, Shirl?

Oh, come on.

You come on!

All right, Jack,
what do you want?

You want to go home?
We'll go home.

I'll tell you
what I want.

I want to stop running
around every weekend crazy.

And I want to stop wasting my money.
Your money?

Maybe you want me to work for Buddy the
rest of my life, but that's not what I want.

Wait a minute, Jack, you're not the only
one bringing home a paycheck around here.

I want you to start being a regular wife.

What?

Look, I built that thing back there
so we'd have fun with it.

And now it's our
goddamn life.

You don't want
to race anymore?

I'm not sayin' that.

Look, it's a nice hobby.
But that's all it is ever gonna be.

The sooner you grow
out of it, the better.

It's not a hobby.

Oh, what are you thinkin',
you're a professional racer?

Big Momma,
Shirley Muldowney, woo.

Well, let's see all
the cars you built.

Or let's see all
the money you won.

I got a better idea.

Why don't you go to Detroit
with your 2-bit trophies

and your one
hot shit track record.

And let's see if they
give you a sponsor now, huh?

Don't you see?

Your job is to take
care of me and John.

And if you concentrate on it,
you'll be a lot happier.

Now believe me.

You gonna be all right?

Yeah, don't worry about me.

Don't worry about the car, either, 'cause
I could tune that in my sleep.

[Announcer]
Frank the Crank, he's got
Webber's Body Shop

down on the corner of Elm and 155.
[engine revving]

...has just been blistering the asphalt
on the entire East Coast this summer.

You don't see many of those around anymore.
That's a steel Fiat body.

[engine revving]

John! Let's go!

It was just a couple of years
ago that Shirley

got her license
right here at Englishtown.

But she's not even qualified
for the program yet.

And if she doesn't make it on this run,
she won't be racing tomorrow.

Hey, remember your old buddy?

Hey, yeah!

Hey, I got you a present.

Start your own scrapbook.
Hey, thanks a lot.

Yeah, all you gotta do is point it in the
right direction and just pull the trigger.

Okay, thanks.

Hey, check that out.
It's a lady.

[Announcer]
We hope she's okay.

But for Shirley Muldowney,
what a tough break.

There'll be no racing tomorrow
for the lady dragster driver.

Just get that pissed
that you gotta fight it,

and I have to have
all these things broken.

Nothin' would have been broken if you
hadn't tried to run it so lean.

That's not it. Shirley Muldowney won't
lift off and lose a race.

That's what it is.
I got a burned engine and
I don't know what the hell

it's gonna cost me,
'cause you don't back off!
Yeah?

Yeah.
How do we know that, huh?

How do we know it was me?

Maybe it was you screwed up.

I wasn't tossin' back
beers all afternoon.

See, I'm not perfect.

And, uh, cars aren't perfect.

But Shirley Muldowney, she is perfect.

Why don't you have a go at it, Shirl?

Come on, take a shot at the car.

Hey, no, no way, you can tune
her in your sleep, right?

[Connie]
Threw a rod, huh?

Shitty luck.

You guys had a real
pretty run going, too.

You know, I'd richen up the engine just
a bit so it don't run so lean in the end.

Couldn't you feel
it nosin' over?

When it gets like that, man,
you gotta get off...

I never forget, one time I was
in Baton Rouge...

Really?

That's interesting. Thank you
very much, I appreciate it.

I'll remember that.

Just a few more words of wisdom
from your favorite lousy bum.

Hey, sport, you get any
good pictures of me yet?

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Sorry.

Hey!

I tell you, I don't appreciate
you hittin' on my wife.

What?

Hey, we go out and have dinner a
couple of years ago and, um,

I come by and say hello again and now you're
puttin' 2 and 2 together and gettin' 10.

Oh, hey, my tools are yours,
so if you feel like it

come on over, we'll rummage
through a few things and, uh,

maybe you can get another
crack at qualifying.

Thanks, man. Thanks a lot.

All right.

## To everything
turn turn turn ##

## There is a season
turn turn turn ##

## And a time to every
purpose under Heaven ##

## A time to be born ##

## A time to die ##

## A time to plant ##

## A time to reap ##

## A time to kill ##

## A time to heal ##

## A time to laugh ##

## A time to weep ##

## To everything
turn turn turn ##

## There is a season
turn turn turn ##

## And a time to every
purpose under Heaven ##

## A time to build up ##

## A time to break down ##

## A time to dance ##

## A time to mourn ##

## A time to
cast away stones ##

## A time to gather
stones together ##

The summer of...what the hell
summer is it anyway?

I'm losing track.

Anyway, to a lot more wins,
and a lot more good times!

All right.
Here you go.

Oh, look at that
stuff bubble up.

Here you are.

Here it is, Jack.

I got a better toast.

To a long winter's rest
is my toast.

Jack, can I see you for a minute?

I got a customer that has a problem,
something's wrong with his car.

So I figured maybe you
could give him a hand.

Yeah, no problem.

I guess it'd be time for you to break out
that winter gear, hmm?

Yeah, but not you, right?

You got it, I'm going where the
weather's warm and tracks are hot.

Come on, a track's a track.

It's a whole other thing down South.

Out West, Gainesville, Orange County.

Compared to that,
this is minor league.

You oughta see it.

I'd like to.

Well then you should!

The prize money they
got there, the sponsors.

You guys'd have a pro
operation goin' in no time.

Jack is a much better
mechanic than even he knows.

And, Shirley, you got more damn
raw talent than I've ever seen.

All you need to go major
league is to just want to.

I don't know.
It's all very nice.

Very nice
and very far away.

California, my God.

Yeah, there's a lot
of decisions gotta be made.

From now on, I'm gonna
run top fuel all the way.

You're the first to know.

I'm gonna kick Garlits' ass up and
down every track there is, man.

What do you think?

I think it's great.

I also think you got a funny car you
won't need anymore, right?

Hey, Jack?

How would you feel about keepin'
the racin' goin' all year?

Not stoppin'.

Hey, John! John, come on down,
we're leavin'.

Jack, listen to me.

We could do real good.

Dad.

Come on, say goodnight to
Angela, I said we're leaving.

We could do great out West.

We'd get sponsors.

We'd be major league,
there's big prize money.

And I'm talkin' about
racin' a funny car.

Connie's movin' up to top fuel,
he said he'd sell us his funny.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Because he knows we can't afford it.

We don't have to
give him anything now.