Biker Boyz Page #6
My dad died trying to follow...
...your ass around!
Damn, Kid, why can't we just?...
Why can't we just talk?
You know, like...
Like what?|Father and son?
No, like friends.
We ain't friends.
All right, father and son, then.
We ain't that either.
Jalil, I'm your father.
F*** you, Smoke!
So, it's like that, huh?
It's like that.
Let me ask you something,|man to man.
You still think|you got enough heart to race me?
Sh*t, I got enough heart|to prove...
...you ain't half the man|you think you are.
Well, why don't we do that then?
One thing.
If I win...
...you quit.
No hustling, no racing,|no bullshit.
Now, why would I stop racing?
You seen what I can do.
Don't mean sh*t|without the crown.
I am the King of Cali, baby.
Me, Smoke.
These are my terms.
I win, you quit.
You want the ride,|or you scared?
I want the ride.
Good.
But I don't want|to do it here.
Let's do it in|front of everybody.
I'm saying Fresno.
You want to try|to put me...
...back on the straight|and narrow? Fine.
You win, I quit.
But if I win... You quit.
Now... You want that ride?
Or are you scared?
Um, Kid?
What?
It's, um, company.
Um... I'm gonna...|I'm gonna go...
To the store...|and I'll be back.
What's up?
Hey.
I'll get some clothes on.
I'm, uh, sorry to drop|in on you like this.
Oh, that's cool.
Um, I-I brought|some things...
...that I thought you might need.
Hey, I've been...
...promising you|that rematch...
...so, if you want|to practice up, it's on.
A rematch.
I've been meaning|to give you something, too.
Hold on.
No, Jalil.
Mom, please.
Just because|I'm not living there...
...doesn't mean I shouldn't|help you out.
I was raised better|than that.
No, baby.
You keep it.
- Mom...|- You keep it.
So... How you|doing, baby?
I mean...|are you okay?
I'm good.
The word is, um,|you're going to Fresno.
I am.
You be careful.
Hey, Mom.
Um... I want to know,|you know...
...if Dad was still alive,|would you...
...would you have told me?
I don't know.
Would you have|wanted me to?
I don't know.
Got nothing but|fire here, baby.
Nothing but fire.
Doesn't matter|if he shows up...
...with the space shuttle|today.
Smoke ain't gonna save|his ass today, I tell you that.
- Not today, brother.|- No.
Not today.
Hey, Kid.
Did you see that?
Oh, man, come on!|Get out the way!
Come on!
Hey, hey, hey.
Kid!|Come on!
Yo! Yo, come on!
Damn.
Is he a'ight?
Be quiet.
Well, baby, I'm just|trying to see...
Just be quiet!
Kid...
Kid, you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Hold still, man.
Hey, Kid, hold still.
Hold still, now.
- I'm fine, man.|- Now wait for... The paramedics.
You okay, sir?
I'm good.
- Sir, are you okay?|- I said I-I'm okay!
Let 'em check you out, Kid.
Let 'em check you out.
Back up, man.
He's up and|he looks good.
He looks good, man.
Walk it off, yo.
Come on!
And he pulled it out!
That's my boy right there.
Thanks for seeing|that I was all right.
No problem.
About your ride...
It'll be ready.
By tomorrow?
I don't think so.
Just make sure you show up.
Oh, yeah,|I'll be there.
Cops are shutting|the track down.
Too many people got hurt|out here.
But we found this|greedy-ass farmer...
...who's gonna let us use|his property.
I'll get you directions. Noon?
Noon.
Now, just so you know, Kid...
...when Slick Will|worked on my bike...
...and said I should race, I raced.
When he worked on my ride...
...and said I should lay low,|I did so.
He didn't|follow me around.
I followed him.
Did you see the way|he laid the bike down...
...and got up and walked away?
You see that?
Mm-hmm.
Damn, that boy got steel,|I'm telling you.
You scared?
Oh, don't get it twisted now.
I will be whipping that ass.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, yes.
Sh*t.
You know, I had this dream|a couple of nights ago.
Will was still alive, right?
He asked me if...|he could race Kid instead of me...
...so I said yeah.
They got on their bikes|and started racing.
Yeah?
Who won?
Well, that's the weird thing...|Will won.
Really?
Yeah.
Been... Racking my brain...
...trying to figure out|what it means, you know?
Yeah? What'd you come up with?
Uh...
I mean, even as pissed off|as I was with Anita...
...for waiting so damn long|to tell me...
I wouldn't have been half the|father to Kid that Will was.
I mean... I mean,|I know that's true.
But if you ask me...
...just as much as|he did before.
Make him grow up.
Yeah.
Give it a go.
Sh*t! God!
You all right?
You all right?|You okay?
Yo, Dogg, it's all bad.
I can't even|fix this.
Not by tomorrow.
I've been wanting Smoke's crown|ever since I was on the set.
Had my chances.
But you...
My fault you went down today.
My fault if your ride|ain't ready.
Only two bikes|I've seen out here...
...as powerful as Smoke's...
...yours...
...and mine.
You think you're|up to it...
I'll lend it to you.
Just promise me you'll bring|his punk-ass down.
Baby, are you gonna|come to sleep?
Yeah, in a minute.
You were right all along.
About what?
I do love you.
I told you that.
The road on the other|side of the hill...
...and Kid wants Tina|to call the start.
I'll see.
Smoke wants this man-to-man.
No nitrous, no bullshit.
I'll see.
He says he wants|his girl, Tina...
...to start the race.
He wants it straight up,|man-to-man.
No nitrous, no bullshit...
...no tricks.
You know, somebody asked me|the other day.
That's right, baby,|what they ask you?
They said, "Soul Train."
Soul Train.
"Why them Biker Boyz|wear yellow?"
I said, "'Cause they scared!"
They said, "Soul Train,|why do Biker Boyz wear black?"
I said, "Because|they want to be Knights!"
Knights.
Knights!
Wassup?
You gonna bow down today, son.
No, Biker Boyz don't bow down.
We rise up and above!
We rise up|and above!
Yo, Soul Train...
Yep.
Yeah.
Soon, he will be smoked!
And we will set fire|to that ass!
Biker Boyz don't bow down!
My dad died trying|to follow your ass around.
I thought by now|you'd grown up.
You ain't got the heart|to be King of Cali.
He said I should wish|to be as good as you are.
He needs a father now,|just as much as he did before.
Jalil is your son, Smoke.
Make him grow up.
Whew.
You know what this means?
I'm the King of Cali.
True dat.
Represent, Kid...
...whatever that means to you.
And so you know...
Will was always proud|of you, man.
Said so all the time.
I'm proud of you, too.
Hey, Smoke.
Yeah?
You know, you're my dad.
We can't change that,|even if we wanted to.
No.
But I'm going to represent.
Straight up.
No hustling.
No bullshit.
But, uh...
I want you to hold|onto this for me.
Keep it, man.|You've won it.
It's yours.
So, one day, I'll come by|and get it from you...
...if that's okay.
All right...
All right.
Burn rubber.
Not your soul.
Not your soul.
The difference|between men and boys...
...is the lessons they learn.
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