Death Race: Inferno Page #6

with Frankenstein.

Someone's alive!

I was just wondering

if you are the

original Frankenstein.

Yes, it is Frankenstein.

The tracking device

confirms it.

Frankenstein can never die.

He can be shot. He can crash and burn.

He can explode.

But Frankenstein

will always emerge.

Frankenstein, he is Death Race.

Carl Lucas,

may he rest in peace.

Psst! The coast is clear.

I'm not going.

What are you talking about

you're not going? You have to.

I was never any good out there.

I didn't understand the rules.

In prison, things make sense.

And, plus, someone

has to stay behind.

A witness to tell the tale.

What you're doing

isn't logical.

Yeah, he's right.

Someone once told me,

f*** logic.

Let your heart

tell you what's right.

I spoke to Weyland.

I'm here to help you.

Blueprints, electrical

systems, ventilation shafts.

Now, how would your little

copycat event play

without the game's

marquee star?

It's a man in a mask.

How would the fans know

which one was real?

That's why

you're going to fail.

The boy wonder billionaire will

become the laughing stock.

The Death Race that you all

know and love will not change.

It will grow bigger and better.

This, I promise.

Now, if you suddenly

change the rules of the game,

you're going to lose

your audience.

What are you gonna do, replace me?

With who?

Payback's a b*tch, son.

I am Frankenstein.

And I will have my revenge.

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