Death Race: Inferno Page #4

What do you mean?

I was expecting issues with the freak.

They told me he was a monster.

He's a pussycat.

Do not underestimate him.

I made a deal with the guy. I was expecting

him to renegotiate. But he didn't.

He's planning something.

Hmm.

Stop f***ing me with your eyes

and let's get on with this.

What the f*** is going on here?

The first time you see

a white nincompoop naked?

Come on, move!

Damn it! Come on. Sh*t.

What's up, baby?

Hey.

Let's do it.

Where's Lucas?

What are you doing here?

Truth time.

Look, I had my reasons.

But I haven't been straight with you.

And I'm sorry for that.

But I wanna make this right.

Well, then don't

lie to us again.

Okay. Look, there's something you

all need to know about the race.

I did make a deal

with the new boss.

To lose.

To lose? You'll have a tough

time losing in this car.

I know. He had

a gun to my head.

He had a gun

to all of your heads.

So, I made a new deal.

And this is what

we're gonna do.

Welcome to stage two of Death Race.

Seven drivers remain.

Sit back, relax.

The carnage is about to begin.

Log on and get inside access

on your favorite drivers.

For an additional cost,

you can tap in

to the closed circuit camera

inside the driver's car.

Death Race.

It's a beautiful day

to die.

Nero is in the lead,

followed by Frankenstein,

14K, Razor and Olga.

The surprising Psycho is sixth.

And Baby is seventh.

So, weapons are

active now, yes?

Yes and no.

There's a little twist.

Ooh!

The racers approach Keiskie

Road, heading towards the dry lake.

Look, they're

throwing you a curve ball.

That weapons marker you see

is the last one for 25 miles.

First one through it

gets the weapons.

But if you die, the weapon

marker reactivates.

So, everyone's

gonna be on your ass.

It's because I'm damned if I

do, damned if I don't, right?

You got it, homes.

Exactly.

There's the weapon marker.

Weapon marker's

coming up on your left.

Okay, over there.

Luke!

Almost, almost, come on!

Come on, make it! Yes!

Olga wins the weapons marker.

F*** it.

Hey, sorry, ladies.

Those aren't ladies.

Don't get jealous.

Get your eyes back on the road.

Sure.

There's Olga, up ahead.

F***!

F***ing b*tch.

Oh, yeah.

Maybe this wasn't such

a good idea after all.

Why?

'Cause they're

all after us now.

F*** this!

Man, you get the b*tch

out of the way. Come on!

I'm a bad man.

Oh. yeah!

Oh, sh*t!

Yeah!

Knock this b*tch out the way.

Kiss your f***ing ass.

Whoo!

I told you.

What you gonna do, b*tch?

What you got?

Come on. Come on.

Eat this!

Oh, sh*t!

Weapon marker's dead ahead.

Okay.

The double kill leaves

only five cars in the race,

as they head into

Calvinia Township.

Jesus, somebody pissed them off.

I don't think they're friends.

They really don't like us.

Yeah, I'm getting used to that.

Why don't you warm up

that flame thrower?

Finally!

Watch out!

Come on!

F***ing roll, will you?

Whoa!

Holy sh*t, that's awesome!

Okay. It's like that, huh?

Damn it!

F***ing fire.

All right.

Son of a b*tch!

Yeah!

Luke! Watch,

Razor's coming closer.

He's coming up behind us.

Do you wanna play?

Let's end this.

- B*tch!

- You f***er.

Man. I'm sick

of this a**hole.

I can see you, devil!

What?

What the f*** are you doing?

Get off me.

This is just

so f***ing beautiful.

And that marks the end of Nero.

As we enter the final stage,

we 're down to the final four.

Driving back through

Let's see what the warlords of

Kalahari have in store today.

Weapon markers

ready for activation.

Okay, we're clear.

Get me weapons now.

Hang on.

Where's he going?

We're not done yet.

What the f*** you want?

What are you doing?

Huh?

What's who doing?

You Will die!

What was that for?

To save your ass.

Go, go, go.

We got company.

Sh*t!

Camera two, pick that up.

Motherf***er!

Who the f*** are these people?

It's okay. I got it.

Coming up behind you.

Die, you bastard!

This is just f***ing awesome.

Yeah.

You can't run, motherf***er!

This is gonna be close.

What now, Luke?

It's on.

Camera two, pan in.

Camera two, move it!

Let's not lose

that shot, boys. Come on.

Move it, move it. Do you wanna

miss the f***ing shot?

Awesome.

Day two concludes with a bang.

Tune in tomorrow

for the epic conclusion.

Any rebroadcast or unauthorized

use is punishable by death,

or life in prison

if under the age of 15.

I didn't know he had a child.

Shocking how little we know

about the ones closest to us.

I know virtually nothing

about my secretary here.

Conversely, she knows

every aspect of my life,

personal, business,

good, bad and ugly.

Turn around and face me.

I'm sorry to hear

about Goldberg.

I never knew the man, but I know

how integral he was to your team.

What possible understanding can

a man like you know about that?

He was more than just a part of my team.

He was family.

Hmm.

Just to be clear,

our deal still stands. Yes?

Now, don't let your emotions

cloud your judgment.

You're gonna stall out. Officially,

mechanical failure resulted in your loss.

I don't want it to

look like you were beat.

Can't damage

your rep now, can we?

Are we clear?

When I ask you a question, you answer me.

Do you understand?

No. Not really.

Now get these foolish thoughts

of winning out of your head.

You will lose tomorrow,

or so help me God,

I will put you in the deepest,

darkest cell I can find.

And while you're down there,

crying about that dead spic,

just imagine what I'll be

doing to your girlfriend.

Bad idea.

What are you gonna do?

Threaten to kill me?

No.

No, Niles.

That would be letting

you off too easy.

You can live tomorrow,

but you can't win.

Maybe. Guess you'll just have to tune in, huh?

Like everybody else.

No, no, no, no.

I need to talk in private.

I hear you.

Is there something

you wanna say to me?

I was just wondering

if you are the original

Frankenstein.

And why is that?

Think about it.

Who is the man behind the mask?

Hmm? Does anybody know?

They just want the monster.

And they can take you out in a way

that would kill a normal human being,

and then just slap the suit on

the next guy and hey, presto.

Frankenstein lives.

You think they're

gonna kill me?

No. Frankenstein

can never die.

He can be shot. He can crash and burn.

He can explode.

But Frankenstein

will always emerge.

Battered and bruised,

maybe. But alive.

Just makes his legend

even greater.

Yes. Yes, he spoke to me.

What are you doing?

What is the meaning of this?

This is my business.

This is my production.

No, this is my

production. Mine!

And your network was more than

eager to sell it and you out.

Guess you won't be

needing that bid now.

I'll give you a free

pass for that one.

But if you try anything

like it again,

and I will have you chained up and

I personally will pimp you out

to the nastiest f***ing

psychos in this prison.

Hey, you, stop.

Guard.

Let her through.

All of you.

Leave us.

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