Days of Thunder Edit

A blood vessel in my brain busted.

A contender from Pennsylvania, Aldo Bennedetti.

A lot of guys don't like him. The guy's got a lot of talent.

A turn here, take some wedge out, we'll win some races.

About how you've managed to live so long. You ain't racing this car.

Absolutely.

After all those wins, you were fired?

After all, you're his doctor.

After l won, he used my name to promote the sales.

After you've put it back together, you can race.

All of them saying one thing:

All right, get out.

All right.

All that network TV shit.

Among today's favorites has to be Wheeler in the Hardee's car.

An extra big oil pan that'll cut the wind underneath you.

And it's probably going to kill you both.

And we end up looking like a monkey fucking a football.

Any surgery on his brain is bound to be minor.

Are you all right?

Are you?

Back on the table.

Because l should have known better than to let him drive.

Before Buddy hit the wall, how was he doing in that race?

Buddy Bretherton was your dad?

Buddy Bretherton.

Buddy didn't die of a heart attack.

Buddy didn't die of a heart attack.

Buddy was a terrible pain in the ass.

But come on in. We'll bring out the moonshine and start telling lies.

But don't count out Cole Trickle.

But he'll never drive a race car again.

But if the driver doesn't trust you, we're never going to win a race.

But l need a proper car that doesn't blow engines.

But l want to keep the sponsor and Cole. He made this all happen.

But mainly he sold stolen yachts.

But you're not going to do it on my racetrack.

By then it's all gone rotten. There's nothing left to inspect.

Can you walk, or am l going to have to carry you?

Cars are sliding down from the top of the track.

Claire ...

Claire, put the boy in his car before he starts sweating.

Claire! Wait.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes. Palms up.

Cole here's a kamikaze, like my pappy was. Buddy Bretherton.

Cole Trickle wins his first ever NASCAR victory.

Cole Trickle.

Cole, are you all right? Answer me, please.

Cole, there is something else.

Cole, you've met Dr Lewicki.

Cole's moved up to ninth.

Cole's not ready for that. He's changed.

Cole's not running good and now he's got sponsor trouble.

Come in.

Come on now, Cole!

Control is an illusion. Nobody knows what's going to happen next.

Could l interest you in the North Carolina countryside?

Could someone talk to me?

Damn it! Go! Go!

Damn nice to see you, Cole.

Daytona is a tough racetrack.

Daytona.

Did you see that guy?.

Didn't you hear what that man said?

Do something to make me respect you.

Do you know anybody at Daytona Memorial?

Doc ...

Doc ...

Don't be mad. Harry and the boys thought you might like me.

Don't get excited. Third place is pretty respectable.

Don't pass on the outside of turn four.

Don't worry about it. All right?

Don't worry, we're going to take care of him.

Dr Lewicki ...

Drive carefully.

Drivers don't like to be reminded of what can happen to them out there.

Drivers just don't go to the outside like that.

Especially since you said you were looking forward to racing his car.

Ever since you and Rowdy crashed at Daytona

Everybody knows some car dealer who can't afford a race team.

Everybody out and up against the wall. You're under arrest.

Everybody out, please ... except you two.

Everybody's the same. You've got to be good at your job to enjoy life.

Follow my finger.

Gentlemen, start your engines.

Gentlemen, start your engines.

Get me out in front of the pace car or the race is over for us!

Get out of here.

Get out of the way.

Get out there and help them!

Get them on quick!

Give me an honest run. lf you do, I'll beat you.

Go around those wrecks. You can drive through it.

Go back to Daytona.

Go get your own car and we'll see how you do in a crowd.

Go, Cole.

Go, go!

Going into turn four, drive right by him on the outside.

Good morning, gentlemen. Right this way.

Good. How tall are you?

Guys like Buddy ...

Harry ...

Harry Hogge asked us personally as a favor.

Harry said you wouldn't mind if l stopped by.

Harry, l know you're great. You know you're great.

Harry.

He can drive beyond the limits of the car!

He did, he got sick. You're one hell of a candy ass.

He didn't slam you or bump you. He rubbed you. Rubbing is racing.

He doesn't need to appreciate your job to do his.

He doesn't want to see Rowdy.

He goes straight to Victory Lane.

He has to know what a car can and can't do!

He has won an unprecedented five out of his last six races.

He just wants to win.

He should have been gone by the time l got there ... but he wasn't.

He showed me what l had done.

He thought he knew about cars, which made him twice as ignorant as you.

He was my father.

He was probably dead before that. The coroner reported a heart attack.

He went to jail and l lost my ride.

He'd crash you tomorrow to win the race!

He's a real statistician. Does he know anything about drivers?

He's been a danger to himself and to other drivers.

He's destroyed both my cars!

He's fired! You're all fired!

He's going high.

He's going high. Goddamn it!

He's going low!

He's going on the outside. I'm going to put him in the wall.

He's had a concussion. His brain is bruised and it's going to swell.

He's liable to hurt you and you're liable to hurt him.

He's on my ass.

He's returning to Daytona for the first time since his accident.

He's right. Check his lap times. Everybody else has fallen off.

He's the man to watch, after winning the pole for today's event.

Here comes the finish line, and Cole Trickle takes the win!

Here we are for summer speed week in Daytona Beach, Florida.

Here we go.

Here's your owner, Tim Daland.

Hey, Harry.

His driver, Buddy Bretherton, died here last year in a fiery crash.

His way, my way. l was six seconds faster.

Hit the pace car?. What for?.

How about chasing me on your day off?

How about that? This side we don't have to fix.

How could a brilliant brain doctor be in bed with a racing driver?.

How do you mean that?

How does she feel?

How is he?

I never minded spreading a little fertilizer around now and then.

I talked to NASCAR. lf you come back there won't be an investigation.

I want you to build me a car.

I'd like to help out, but l can't. l don't have the vocabulary.

I'd really have to show you.

I'll give you a fuel line that'll hold an extra gallon of gas.

I'll race your ass!

I'll race your ass.

I'll see you later, Harry.

I'll shave half an inch off you and shape you like a bullet.

I'll take apart your race car for inspection.

I'll take you to the airport. I'll catch a flight to Charlotte.

I'll wave to Cole every time l lap him.

I'm all right.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I'm going to draught Wheeler, make him pull me around.

I'm going to give you an engine low to the ground.

I'm going to let you in on a secret that most other people know.

I'm going to make a hole to get through here.

I'm going to pull this rookie's chain.

I'm going to take him on the high side.

I'm going to take off. Good night, Harry.

I'm going to take this rookie once and for all.

I'm in Georgia. Rowdy's in North Carolina.

I'm liable to be out of the car business all together.

I'm more afraid of being nothing than l am of being hurt.

I'm not a mechanic, Harry.

I'm not getting back in my car, I'm getting in Rowdy's.

I'm not trying to insult you, but stock cars are built to run equal.

I'm only sorry l won't be able to drive it as good as you.

I'm out of here.

I'm setting him up, Harry.

I'm setting up for cool weather. lf the sun breaks, you'll run loose.

I'm sorry, it just drove me nuts in there.

I'm through it, Harry!

I'm too loose.

I've got a lot of land and a lot of plans l ain't paid for.

I've got a question: What is the one thing you need to do to win a race?

I've never really stuck with anything since.

I've raced with my legs broken, heart bruised and eyes popping out.

I've seen him do things in my car that are unbelievable.

If they wreck one car, you can't afford to build them another.

If you built the car, I'd get a damn driver.

In the meantime, l want the best for my family, so don't bullshit me.

Is she running loose or tight?

Is there some other reason why l ain't good enough to drive for?.

Isn't this what you're really looking for?.

It ain't happening then, under the watchful eyes of you experts!

It hasn't been easy, Harry, but this bitch is ready to run.

It looks like we've found something. A concealed weapon.

It may be funny, but it's not that funny when it happens to you.

It was deliberate.

It's a real pleasure to race your car, Mr. Trickle.

It's all l know.

It's called draughting.

It's damn nice to see you, Buck.

It's funny. When l grew up, all l wanted to do was work on race cars.

It's imperative that you get back to Daytona and see Dr Wilhaire.

It's just racing. Cole overreacted.

It's like you said: There's nothing you can't do in a race car.

It's my engine in that car and that's what my boys are pushing.

It's nicely extravagant, but l can't. I'm a doctor on call.

It's not what l meant.

It's nothing to worry about. It was hardly your doing.

It's one of those things that never happens. Don't even think about it.

It's something Harry and l work on together.

It's the first race of the season at Darlington International Speedway.

Jennie ...

Jennie's doing the building. She's designing the house.

Jesus!

Jesus! What are they giving me here?

Just a little rubbing. Rubbing's racing.

Just like Buddy Bretherton. He started hearing voices.

Just past the halfway mark and Wheeler still leads.

Just trust me.

L ... honestly don't know how this deal's going to turn out.

L ain't going back there, Cole.

L ain't setting up that car for Daytona.

L believe it scares him. He needs reassurance from you that he's okay.

L can tell you what l don't want to be in life, and that's a fraud.

L can't do that. l don't know what the hell you're talking about.

L can't see anything.

L can't slow down.

L can't talk to that son of a bitch. l really can't.

L can't talk to this son of a bitch.

L couldn't handle that.

L don't give a shit and l don't think anybody else does.

L don't have a day off. I'm on call 24 hours.

L don't have anything else.

L don't see Russ doing anything like that, neither does NASCAR.

L don't think that the accident will affect the way Cole performs.

L don't want to lose it.

L don't want to watch you guys chasing each other on my day off.

L don't want you spoiled, Buck.

L hate you for this. You make me sound like a doctor.

L have to ask you something.

L haven't worked it out. Excuse me for a second.

L heard you didn't have a sponsor.

L heard you thought l was a highway patrol officer.

L hope l beat him.

L knew it all along. Harry put on special tires.

L knew you could do it. l believed it in my heart.

L know Cole. He always goes to the outside.

L know it in my heart.

L loosened his bumper. I'll have to break it off.

L lost my ride. I'd have quit regardless. l wasn't going anywhere.

L lost my sponsor. They're not sure I'm going to come out of this deal.

L mean have some dinner, I'll take you to a race.

L might not like what l see.

L need a leak.

L need the home address of a doctor ...

L need this, Harry.

L only expect to see him in my rear view mirror.

L realize that Harry's been around a long time.

L see it.

L tell you what is happening:

L think another car hit you and knocked you into Rowdy.

L think they'd like another opinion. We'd like to talk to your boss.

L told you l lost my ride. That's how l lost it.

L told you. Harry's got a new driver and he needs a car for a few laps.

L want to apologize for what happened with Cole.

L want to know it's not just luck that gets me round that racetrack.

L was desperate to get your attention.

L was hugging and holding hands and praying for a good showing.

L was in first place. Now I'm in third with two laps to go.

L wasn't ignoring you. l gave you a very thorough physical.

L wouldn't tell you to do that.

L wouldn't want my ass kicked by a 60 year old man.

Last turn, Russ. He'll try and slingshot past you.

Let me drive. l won't make a fool out of you.

Let me drive. l won't make a fool out of you.

Let me out of the car.

Let me out.

Let me tell you something. lf you can't control your race drivers ...

Let's get down to business. What's your deal with Daland?

Let's go!

Let's have that in English. Did they mess up their squash?

Lettuce is a perishable item, like you two monkeys.

Lf he comes near me, I'm going to put him in the wall.

Lf he didn't over rev the engine, it wouldn't blow.

Lf he'd listen to me, we'd never lose a race.

Lf his bumper goes through your radiator, you're finished.

Lf it wasn't for that woman doctor, I'd be back on the track.

Lf the toe goes up, you're in trouble. You're cleared to race.

Lf we don't get a sponsor soon, my ass is fried.

Lf you can't run without melting the tires, we can't finish a race.

Lf you get back in that car, you'll die. You hear?.

Lf you go to the outside, you can hold it.

Lf you think it was luck, let's do it again.

Lf you want to become a greasy spot on a country road, go ahead.

Like for instance ...

Like used cars in downtown Charlotte.

Listen to this horseshit.

Maybe after Daytona l can drive.

Maybe. You'd have to convince my boss.

Move the son of a bitch!

My car has to be in the top five,

NASCAR privately claimed that your car is what killed Buddy.

Neither do l, Harry.

Neither Mr. Burns nor Mr. Trickle have any significant cranial injury.

Neither of us is going to let the other drive this car to dinner.

No ...

No car's going to win without a driver ... not even mine.

No driver will sign with you.

No haloes around objects? Flashing lights?

No, he didn't, but you don't want to hear about it.

No, l really don't know. A turn here? A wedge there?

No, sir! Can't use 'em. Don't want 'em. Can't afford 'em.

No, with Cole's reputation Wheeler knows he can bump him all he wants.

No! An incredible recovery by Rowdy.

No.

Nobody controls anything. You've had a glimpse of that and you're scared.

Nobody goes to the outside on turn four.

Nobody in my family goes to a doctor unless they're dying.

Not on a freeway,

Now all l want to do is to make enough money to work on a farm.

Now call me a liar.

Now that's a race car driver.

Now we're going to do it 50 laps my way.

Now you just want to up and drive NASCAR?

Now, as there's no hard feelings, we're all going out to dinner.

Now, the only question is:

Number 43, Richard Petty, spins to the inside of the track.

Okay, Big John's turn.

On that last turn, did you know you could make the car stick like that?

On the radio during the race ...

One car tucks in behind another. Two cars can go faster than one.

Open your eyes. Arms down.

Please, don't move your eyes. Just focus on one spot.

Promise me that whatever else we do from here, we win Daytona.

Put me in that car. Let me be the one to show you what you've done.

Put your arms out.

Racing Rowdy's car at Daytona. l can't do it without you.

Relax, Harry.

Remember me?

Richard Petty is out of the Daytona 500.

Right!

Rowdy Burns is out!

Rowdy took the pole in 30:25. We're almost a second off the pace.

Rowdy was spinning across the track.

Rowdy would like to see you.

Rowdy, let him go by.

Run 50 laps any way you like, then 50 laps like l want you to.

Russ ran a great race today. I'm very pleased.

Russ Wheeler is driving for us, till you get your medical clearance.

Second place goes to Rowdy Burns.

Selling useless mining stock is called a dog and pony show.

Set up the car so l don't have to change.

She's too busy to talk right now.

Shit, man! You had me going.

Show me.

Smock, stethoscope. It's a great costume, Harry.

So l lied.

So l never took my foot off the gas.

So to get my sponsor back, my car has to run good at Daytona.

So, are you going to get in your car and take off?

Some lowlife piece of trash put you in a bad position.

Somebody better talk him into coming down here.

Somebody has to re examine me. I'll take you to a race.

Son of a ...

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Sorry, I'm trying not to smile.

Speaking of people out of the race, remember Harry Hogge?

Stand with your feet together and close your eyes.

Stay to the inside. Ten laps to go.

Step on the clutch and let the son of a bitch blow it.

Stick to something you can control.

Still ...

Stop playing peek a boo in Rowdy's rear view mirror.

Sure, Harry.

Take it easy.

Take it easy. I've got you.

Team owner was a conman selling junk bonds.

Tell him we're running some tests.

Tell me what you love so much about racing.

Thank you. We have something to say to the boys in private.

That depends on whether you're related to that piece of trash.

That doesn't make it legal. Up against the wall.

That has to worry you. Pick a spot on the wall and look at it.

That hound is the best coon dog I've ever seen.

That tunnel turn is real tricky. Hot or cold, it's slick.

That was the loudest talking unconscious man you ever heard.

That'll give you 30 40 more horsepower.

That's a promise.

That's enough! You can't play with Rowdy like this.

That's interesting enough, but it's just not my specialty.

That's it? Fine.

That's it.

That's just it, it was. Not long ago, we played a trick on Cole.

That's not a bad idea. Is your vision restored?

That's not your car.

That's very sweet, but it won't get you back on the track any faster.

That's what's affecting his vision.

The accelerator is fixed, but the transmission is screwed.

The accelerator is stuck.

The air gun's jammed, get me another one.

The boy don't have the balls to pass me on the outside.

The car behind doesn't. He can go just as fast with power in reserve.

The car's perfect, Harry.

The doc says l need minor brain surgery.

The doctor ...

The driver is Russ Wheeler,

The favorite today is newcomer Cole Trickle in number 46.

The green flag is out and racing resumes.

The head of neurosurgery is my boss. He's as good as they come.

The lead car has to floor it to hit 200 mph.

The longer he ignores it, the more damage will be done to his brain.

The only time a driver goes to a funeral is when he's actually dead.

The pace car is about to go off. We don't have time to talk.

The rule is, go straight for them.

The shocks are right, we're dialed in. Don't change a thing.

The speed.

The white flag is out. One lap to go.

Their brains are intact ... as much as they ever were.

Then I've got to ask you to do something for me.

Then take a look at nobody.

Then you automatically have to sort of love the guy ...

Then you'll do it?

There goes the fender.

There goes the quarter panel.

There seems to be a little post race activity just outside the pit lane.

There's 40 other drivers out there who don't use up their tires.

There's a crash at turn three. Oil at the bottom of the track.

There's a crash coming out of turn four.

There's another new Winston Cup team sponsored by Hardee's.

There's calculating drivers, and then there's kamikaze drivers.

There's nothing l can't do with a race car.

There's nothing stock about a stock car.

There's the white flag. One lap to go.

They divide the air resistance.

They don't trust me, and l don't trust them.

They gave us just enough money to put their name on the car.

They told me to get in a car and drive.

They want to drill a hole in my head and get rid of the blood.

They're heading into treacherous turn four.

This is Dr Wilhaire. He's going to be doing the surgery.

This is going to go away. I'm going to live forever,

This is gonna hurt.

This is my job.

This is not distribution, this is consumption.

This is not the kind of answer I'm looking for from you.

This is what it's all about.

This may not be the best time for you to run this car.

This one's for you, Harry.

Tim tells me you've been running open wheels.

To be able to control it.

To know that l can control something that's out of control.

To take you to the hospital.

To win in Indy I'd need a great car, but stock cars are all the same.

Transportation of alcohol for the purpose of distribution.

Trickle at the bottom of the track with both right side tires flat.

Trickle is right behind Rowdy Burns.

Trickle takes the lead.

Trickle's right behind the number 51 car, and they'll go at it again.

Try this on for size. We've got ourselves a sponsor.

Two championships, three all star wins, seven straight feature wins.

Very pretty, actually.

Walk me in?

Walk one foot in front of the other. Open your eyes.

Walk?. Hell ...

Walking onto the grid is two time champion Rowdy Burns.

Was the helmet scratched at the front or back?.

We appreciate you letting us use the car, Rowdy.

We are 56 laps into the 200 lap event and Wheeler is in the lead.

We are underway. The Daytona 500 is on.

We believe we can maintain the integrity of these two race teams.

We can go down there and fix your head or we can fix it right here!

We could try to see Rowdy.

We could use a little privacy.

We dressed up a pretty girl in a highway patrol uniform.

We had to change engines. We forgot to tighten the oil line.

We have a new leader. Cole Trickle in number 46.

We just want a place that no one's lived in but us.

We messed up big time on Sunday. l had sponsors in the stands.

We should probably get started on Cole.

We told her to get real ornery with him and she did.

We're going to build our permanent home up there.

We're going to keep an eye on Cole to see if he has all his reflexes.

We're looking for some speed.

We're under caution with three laps to go.

We've been pulled over.

Welcome to the Daytona 500, the Superbowl of motor racing.

Welcome to the Daytona 500, the Superbowl of motor racing.

Well ... we're just going to have to figure one out.

Well, you're scared.

Were you on the phone with the doc? Fighting?

What did his helmet look like? Was it cracked?

What did you win this for?. This one right here.

What do you want?

What does it look like?

What happened?

What kind of driver are you going to find after the season's started?

What?

What?

What's going on, Cole?

What's going on? You said you'd look at him.

What's your name? Or has that slipped your mind, too?

What's your response to that, by the way?.

Wheeler continues to lead, but the man on the move is Cole Trickle.

Wheeler doesn't deserve to win. That's low down shit assed racing.

Wheeler just passed the eight car. He's coming up on your inside.

Wheeler knocked me into Ganz. Ganz spun out.

Wheeler takes the chequered flag.

Wheeler's still in the lead.

When Buddy hit the wall, he was talking as fast as he was driving.

When I'm driving, I've got a guy on the radio who talks to me.

When l get you primed, painted and weighed ...

When the Japs get a load of lettuce they don't want in the country,

When these two cars come off that last turn,

When you shift the gear,

When you were racing Indy cars, the tires were twice as wide

When's your driver due?

Where is he?

Where to?

Which is a re evaluation in a week or two.

While we're still under a caution, go out and hit the pace car.

Who is this driver?.

Who will you be rooting for, Tim?

Why are you here?

Why didn't you let them investigate?

Why is the hood up? What's wrong?

Why won't you set up the car?.

Will he actually use it?

With 23 laps to go, Cole Trickle is leading.

With these two competitive spirits, will there be any conflict?

Would you mind very much holding on to this?

Yeah, and so are you.

Yeah, right. Is there anything you want to do besides racing?

Yeah.

Yes, Rowdy, l believe it was.

You and Rowdy have a sickness. It's called denial.

You bend this bitch, and I'll tear your balls off.

You build me a car, and I'll win Daytona next year.

You can buy me some lunch at the highway joint.

You can come in and get one, but it wouldn't impress NASCAR.

You can work with him. You can build a driver like you build a car.

You can't do it period.

You cannot get out of control.

You didn't forget about the physical.

You didn't know how this was going to turn out.

You dumb drivers.

You got it. l walked into a jungle.

You have a concussion.

You have enough trouble riding around the track as it is.

You hit every other damn thing out there. l want you to be perfect.

You know l can't watch you do this.

You lied to me today. It was dumb luck l didn't end up crashed.

You look all bent out of shape.

You might not have the courage to race anymore.

You ornery, no good ...

You ought to see me drive.

You pegged the engine at Atlanta and blew it sky high.

You quit to avoid an investigation into Buddy's crash at Daytona.

You run good.

You shit!

You shouldn't be driving a car, not on a road or a racetrack.

You slip and slide and you're out of control. Let's go!

You stay out of that car.

You think you'll hide from your bad luck in his car?.

You thought if you didn't get out of that car you'd die.

You trade paint one more time, I'll black flag the two of you.

You two are going to drive to dinner together.

You used thin walled tubing to keep the weight down.

You want me to work the pit and you drive?

You want to change the way l drive.

You want to control something that's out of control, right?

You were acting like such a candy ass when the air gun stuck.

You were one lucky son of a bitch in the tunnel turn.

You'd better go high. Pick a line you can drive through.

You'll slam into the wall before you know it. So take it easy.

You're burning them up. They melt and get greasy.

You're doing good, Cole. You're gaining on the leader.

You're going to be perfect.

You're not looking too good.

You're running 12th. 30 laps to go.

You're selfish, you're crazy and you're scared.

You're too high.

You're very quick.

You've all heard of Japanese inspection?

You've done 68 laps. Everybody's got to pit, Cole.

You've given me a life.

You've got plenty of time to get ready for Daytona.

You've got to be at top speed when the green flag drops.

You've got to take care of him.

You've got to take care of him. All right?

You've got to tell us what's going on with the car.

9,400 rpm according to the telltale button.

15 to go.

31 flat. That's good enough to take the pole in the last race here.

59.

102 laps complete, but we're under caution here at North Wilkesboro.

About what? We're in trouble.

Am l gaining on Wheeler?. Trickle's moving up fast.

and certainly not on a racetrack with 40 other infantile egomaniacs.

And l didn't teach him a thing. I've got somebody.

and the car weighed half as much. Now it's the opposite.

and the needle on the tach reads 9,000 rpm, that's bad.

Anything you say. You must want something else ...

Are they out of the race? They will be.

Are you heading off to Daytona? Where are you going from here?

Are you okay, Harry?. Yeah. Why?.

before my sponsors will pick up the tab for the year.

Buck Bretherton. Cole Trickle, nice to meet you.

But no talk about racing. All right, no talk about racing.

But that's not what you're asking. What am l asking?

But you don't? No.

Can l talk to this guy a second? Of course.

Can you pick up the pace a little? lf you want drugs, see the nurse.

Carbon monoxide knocked Buddy out. Horseshit.

CAT scan, right away. Yes, Doctor.

Change my tires. l don't know what for. It's over.

Cole hasn't seen Rowdy yet. Cole's just like any other driver.

Cole, what's wrong? Tell Rowdy I'll call him.

Cole, you're all over the track. He just slammed into me.

Cole. Cole, lie still, please.

Come on in. What for?. it's almost over.

Come on. Go! Go! Go!

Did you get sick in there? No.

Do they get clearance to race? It's a dangerous pastime.

Does it cost much? About $10 million.

Doesn't it say?. Yeah, it's the Winston Cup.

Don't do anything weird. l won't.

Don't keep this up, Cole, please. This guy's going down!

Dr Lewicki, could l see you? You will, l promise.

Drive my car. What?

Forget it. He needs a brand name. l know a driver when l see one.

Get away or I'll call the police. I'm not leaving until we talk.

Harry, is this happening or what? Do us all a favor, Harry.

Harry, where's your driver from? Eagle Rock.

He died at Daytona. Last year.

He's a Yankee? Californians aren't Yankees.

He's blocking me. That's right.

He's no particular friend, so why?. He asked me to.

Hell, it's probably just my eyes. No, I've been here all night.

Her ass is all over the place. Her rear end is loose.

Hey, you're looking pretty good. You're the one looking good.

Hi, Claire, I'm Jennie. Nice to meet you.

Hold on, we ought to talk. About how I'm going to run?

How are you, Doc? This really is Dr Lewicki.

How are you? Good.

How can l be in bed with this guy?. l know the answer to that one.

How could you ignore me like that? l wasn't ignoring you!

How did it happen? He hit the wall.

How did you sell them that deal? I'm a hell of a salesman.

How is he? He's okay.

How many of these do you take? What did you come here for?.

How's Rowdy?. He's getting better every day.

How's the truck running? Good.

I'll get the doctor. l feel great.

I'm dropping the hammer. No, you're not.

I'm just not feeling good. Stand with your feet together.

I'm not doing anything like that. Then what are you doing?

I'm right behind the leader. Five laps to go.

I've got it. Let's go.

I've got nothing to say. Well l do!

I've got other plans. You'll have to change them.

I've got to pit. No, we're busy now.

I've looked at him. l paid $2,500 to use this track.

Is that right? Yeah, that's right.

Is that up around Wilkesboro? No. Glendale, California.

Is there anything wrong with that? Of course not.

Is there some problem? No, sir.

It happened to me. You bought worthless stock?.

It was pretty humiliating. Hell, don't be embarrassed.

It will affect your vision. Will it go away?.

It's my life. This time let's shake hands.

it's pretty obvious ... Quiet! You must finish the race.

it's under Rowdy's time. He should've cracked up the car.

l can walk. Not while you're in this hospital.

l can't see anything. Wiggle your fingers for me.

l don't know much about cars. Neither does any other driver.

l don't know. How can that be?

l don't need recharging. It's standard procedure.

l guess l forgot about that. Yeah, l know.

l hear you're out of a job. Yeah.

l ought to punch you out. Yeah? Give it a try.

l think so. Nothing's blurred?

l was just about to go off duty. You came by to look me over.

l won't be beaten by a car. Only by a driver.

Let me out or I'm getting out. Hey!

Let's suppose you had a day off. Sugar.

No ... Dr Lewicki.

No. Was it scratched?

Now what? Here's how l see this deal ...

Of course. Good luck, Cole.

Peach or cherry?. Cherry.

Remember me? What the hell's going on?

Rowdy is not here. l told him to be here by five.

Say something, will you? l really can't.

Screw you, man. Okay.

Seen enough? Just about.

She was the real thing? l wouldn't be joking around here.

Should l let them do it? Yeah.

slingshot past the lead car and beat it to the finish line.

Son of a bitch! Now, Cole ...

Son of a bitch! We're on the air, all right?

Speaking theoretically?. Speaking theoretically.

Take a look at him. He doesn't sound like somebody.

Take him now, Russ. He's all mine.

Tell me how. What do you want to know?.

Tell me what's going on. What's your name?

Thank you for taking care of me. It's my job.

That was fast. Yeah?

That's not a medical objection. They won't get clearance just yet.

That's total horseshit. Gentlemen, please ...

That's your doctor. He's not actually seen me before.

The back and the front. Are you a brain doctor?

the car at the back can move out of the draught,

The car feels all wrong. Cole's upset.

The chief of staff. Is he a race fan?

The engine blew. How?.

The linkage is all twisted. Just give him the high gear.

The tires blow, is that my fault? Yes, it's your fault.

the young man who subbed so superbly for Cole Trickle.

There's only one way to settle it. What are you talking about?

There's only so much l can do! That's obvious.

There's plenty of other drivers. Don't give me that shit.

These new tires are terrible. You're doing good, Cole.

they let it sit on the docks until they get ready to look at it.

They're not really anything. You said it.

This is stock car racing. I've watched it on television.

This is tough. Examinations always are.

Those tires are matched perfect. You're going to get him killed.

Tim, l gave up racing. You didn't give up racing.

Tim. Cole.

Tires is what wins a race. What are you talking about?

Too close to call? Yeah.

Two race teams is one too many! It doesn't bother Russ Wheeler.

unless l go to some damn hospital where you just lay down and die.

Victory Lane. Oh yeah.

We made it. Good work. l owe you one.

We won. Yeah.

We're eating ice cream. Ice cream!

We've got a good set of tires on. What?

We've got to talk. All right, talk.

What about? About being in that race car.

What are you going to do now?. Look into your eyes.