Cool Runnings Page #5

Whoa!

Sanka, you dead?

Yeah, man.

Well, you can pee now.

Ohh. Too late.

This is embarrassing.

Man, shut down that

hot plate, fool.

Those bananas are stinking

like a dead dog.

Back off! Back off, you eight-ball!

This is my mama's secret recipe.

And I hope you don't mind keeping quiet

while I catch up on my reading.

What are you talking about, reading?

This is a children's book.

- Oh, is that so?

- Yes, that's so.

Well, if it's a children's book,

that means it's too advanced

for the likes of you.

What are you trying to say, that I'm

not smarter than a little child?

No, what I am saying to you...

is that you are the kind of

club-totin', raw meat-eatin',

me-Tarzan-you-Jane-in'...

big, bald bubblehead that

can only count to ten if he's

barefoot or wearing sandals.

Say whatever it is

that you want...

'cause you're just like every

other fool on the island.

You're going nowhere, Sanka,

and you're thrilled to death about it.

But you see me?

You see me?

I'm different,

'cause I know exactly...

where I'm going...

and after l, Yul Brenner, win

the Olympics and become famous...

I'm going to leave the island...

and live right down there.

What are you laughing about?

- What are you laughing about?

- That's Buckingham Palace.

You plan on living there, you're

going to have to marry the Queen.

Yul, that's where

the Queen of England lives.

Face it, Yul Brenner... You can

start calling yourself Madonna...

but you're still going to end up

in an outhouse shanty like every

other dock-working nobody.

- Mm, says who?

- Says me, rich boy.

What do you know about it?

Well, I know my father

started off in a one-room hut.

- Now he lives in one of the

biggest homes in Kingston.

- Well, he ain't your father.

He doesn't have to be.

All he has to do is know what

he wants and work hard for it.

And if he wants it bad enough,

he'll get it.

Look, believe me, Sanka...

the more Yul Brenners we got

making it in this world...

the better off this world will

be, especially forJamaicans.

Go ahead, Yul Brenner.

Go get your palace.

Move! Move!

Bob in track.

What do you have in there,

a baby?

- I can't believe you're still cold, man.

- Cold?

I'm freezing my royal

Rastafarian nay-nays off!

All right, we're up!

Let's go, guys, this is it!

Give me that!

Okay, now, this is our first real push

start. But don't worry about it, okay?

l-It's no different

than what we've practiced.

We've done it a hundred times.

Derice.

Right here.

- Okay, get your helmets on.

- Coach!

- Okay, okay.

- Thanks, Coach.

All right, let's go, Derice.

It's yours.

- Ridiculous. What's he doing?

- Ready?

One...

two...

three!

- Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

- Hold on! Wait! Hold on!

Now! Now! Now!

Now!

- Those guys are

pretty good, aren't they?

- Good? They're the best.

So you guys been having a

little trouble out there, huh?

- Ah, we'll be fine.

- I sure hope so.

That'd be a real shame

to waste all that talent.

I'm not worried.

And we have a good coach.

Kid, I hate to say it,

but, uh, you got to wake up.

Coach Blitzer is what's killing

you:
he's been useless since

the day he was busted.

- What you mean, "busted"?

- The '72 Games.

The guy hid weights in the front

of the sled to make it go faster.

So what? It's no big deal.

Having your gold medals taken away

for cheating is a big deal.

Derice! Let's go.

We got a meeting.

Giving my kid

a few pointers, Larry?

"Your kid" is going to need

all the help he can get...

Coach.

Maid service, sir. Would you

like your bed turned down?

Mint? Perhaps I could

dust your head.

Whatever's wrong with you

is no little thing.

Hurry up, man. I have a dead

grandmother that moves faster than you.

Wait, wait.

What that fool want now?

What?

Sorry.

- What do you have there, man?

- A telegram.

I know it's a telegram.

What does it say?

It's from my father.

He says I have to come home

right now.

Workin'

Workin'for my payday

Every time payday comes

You know I'm down

to my last

Well, I'm dreamin'

Dreamin'of you all day

When the work day's done

we're gonna love that night away

'Cause we're goin'nowhere

and we're gettin'there fast

When we finally make it

we can both look back

On these hard times

- Just for a laugh

- Hi!

- Howdy, partner.

- 'Cause when you got love

you don't need too much money

I'm in love with you

and don't you know, honey

We're goin'nowhere

- And we're gettin'there fast

- You've worked too hard and too long!

And let me tell you

something else, Junior Bevil.

If it wasn't for you,

we wouldn't be here right now.

Oh, wait.

But you don't understand.

He is really mad.

I mean, you don't know him

like I do, you know.

I think I'd better just

do what he wants...

and go back home.

And forget about your teammates.

Blood fire!

The man, you act like he's

the king of the whole world.

But what should I do?

What should I do?

Hey, Jamaica, keep it down!

You are not owning this place.

Sorry, sir, sorry. I didn't...

I didn't mean to bother anyone.

You have no business here,

Jamaica.

You and your stupid friend

playing like you are bobsledders, ja.

Why don't you tourists go back

to where it is you came from...

and leave the bobsledding

to the real men.

Well, I'm, uh...

I'm a real man.

You want to say something,

Jamaica? Come on, out with it.

You know that money can't buy

This feeling

That we're sharing tonight

'Cause we're goin'nowhere

and we're gettin'there fast

Come on, man.

Come on! Right now!

Now, look in the mirror

and tell me what you see.

- I seeJunior.

- You seeJunior.

Well, you want to know what I

see? I see pride. I see power!

I see a badass mother who don't

take no crap off nobody!

- You really see all that?

- Yeah, man.

But it's not about what I see.

It's about what you see.

Now, look in this mirror and

tell me again what you see.

I see...

- Pride!

- Pride! Right.

- Power!

- Power.

- And I see...

- A badass mother...

- Who don't take no crap...

- Off of nobody!

- Again!

- I see pride!

- Can't hear you!

- I see power!

I see a badass mother

who won't take no crap off of nobody!

- Once again!

- I see pride!

- Junior!

- I see power!

I see a badass mother

who won't take no crap off of nobody!

- That's right!

- That's right! Junior Bevil!

Where ya... W...

Where he going?

Pride. Power. Pride.

Now, you listen to me, buddy.

I will not be talked to that

way, so you'd better come up

with a damn good apology...

- Or else.

- Or else what?

Ow.

Eh, Jamaica?

Or else what?

Come on, Jamaica.

Say something.

No problem, man.

Excuse me, missy!

Yippee-ki-yay!

That hurt! Get off!

I can't believe this.

I just can't believe this.

Didn't one of you have the sense

to know better? Go on. Laugh.

I wanna see who's laughin'

when Irv gets here.

Now wait, wait.

When that East German fellow

go out and push my teammate...

then blood fire,

we have to fight back.

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