Death Race 2050 Page #6

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I was born

to replace you!

(GRUNTING)

Tell me I'm beautiful!

(GRUNTS)

I wanted to kill

you on the road,

but this'll have to do.

Now, that was sexy.

How you doing?

My arm's busted.

It's cold out here.

Wanna go up to the room?

And wait for somebody

to try to kill me again?

I think I'm

better off on the move.

I can't leave the Resistance.

The Resistance

is full of sh*t.

I don't know how they got you

in the first place.

That's... Okay,

how can I put this in a way

that you can understand?

That is my race.

That's my finish line.

I understand.

The world is screwed up.

Okay, so, join us.

No, because people have stopped

working, people have stopped fighting.

There's no way anybody is going

to fight for each other.

So, you might as well

wipe the slate clean,

leave the planet to the

cockroaches and the cats.

I still have faith.

Tammy the Terrorist has faith.

Don't ruin the moment,

come on.

What is this?

Now I'm really on your team.

And I don't like slackers,

so, get to work.

Hey, beautiful,

get a move on.

I'm going from blue chip

to junk bond here.

Oh, it's been such

a stressful day, I mean...

(SIGHS) Frankenstein, the Resistance,

I've got so many people to f*** with!

Ooh!

What about f***ing with this?

Oh, my God,

you are a beast.

God, how could those fruitcakes

ever believe I could fire you?

Because they're gullible.

Yeah.

And they're all working

for Mr. Chairman now.

Oh, you can

say that again, Mama.

And you wait until tomorrow. Frankenstein

and the Resistance destroyed...

BOTH:
In the greatest

VR spectacular

since the dawn of time!

God!

Baby

Am I horny.

(CROWD CHEERING)

A big day! A really big day!

Probably the biggest day

of your entire life!

Day three of the most

dramatic, the most...

(RADIO STATIC)

Oh, this just in.

Due to Resistance activity, the

rules of the race have changed!

All drivers must stay on approved

routes to get government protection.

If they wander off

the highways,

the Corporations cannot

guarantee their safety.

O-M-Triple-G.

This is cool stuff!

I'm here with my bon ami,

Jed Perfectus.

How are you feeling today?

Splendid.

And rugged.

What's this?

It's called paper.

Look at it later.

Just wanted you to know

that I really appreciate

having both of you

as my competition

and I wish you

guys both the best.

Thanks, Minerva,

wish you the best, too.

Drive good.

Cool.

(GRUNTS)

(CROWD GASPING)

(LAUGHING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(LAUGHING)

(SYSTEM BEEPING)

ABE:
Systems failing.

Approaching white light.

Fear!

(ALARM BEEPING)

initiating

bucket list protocol.

You Okay?

You know we're in the middle of

nowhere and we're behind on points.

The only thing we can do

is beat Jed by time.

Can we do that?

It's our only chance,

there's not a pedestrian

within 100 miles of here.

(ALL SHOUTING)

What the hell are they doing?

They're fans.

Get out of the way!

It's supposed to be a contest!

They're just

trying to help.

Well, maybe they

should help themselves.

What's that supposed to mean?

What was... All right.

(PEOPLE GROANING)

(LAUGHING)

Crazy b*tch won't let up!

Ain't that right, Chi Wapp?

(GRUNTS) F*** this!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GRUNTING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

I'm not gonna win

this race anyway.

And I said I have to

see this thing through.

I might as well teach

this idiot a lesson.

(CHUCKLES)

Right here, baby.

What god is gonna

save your ass now, b*tch?

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

It is time to meet our maker,

Grogg! Let's go!

Unbeliever!

What the...

You will perish!

Geez, Louise.

Shift. The shift!

Suck on that! Suck on that!

You'll have to

get better at that.

Good.

I got this.

What was that?

You are!

What?

What?

What are you doing?

Stop with the blah-blah-blah of your

stupid face thing and trust me!

But the Resistance,

this isn't a protected road.

Trust it!

Is this about that

Cline Dion show?

She's like 200 years old.

I'm on a whole nother level!

I have access to ideas

you can't possibly understand.

I got your ass now, baby!

(LAUGHS)

This is all your fault!

(SCREAMING)

Oh, sh*t!

No!

(LAUGHING)

Oh, f***.

Motherfucking cheap ass,

terrorist ass...

(LAUGHING)

(COUGHING)

Killing your own

people ass, goddamn.

I don't like you.

Yeah, I know, all right.

Well, you don't deserve it,

but by St. James Dean,

the light of Ziggy Stardust and

the darkness of the Holy Womb,

you have one last chance to repent

your agnostic taint before you...

(LAUGHING)

I just looked at your face!

I tried. (LAUGHING)

I think I peed a little!

I see God.

What?

I see God.

And she's black as f***!

Well...

(SCREAMING)

(CRYING)

Not fair, not fair.

ABE:
I know.

(ALARM BEEPING)

Too bad. (LAUGHING)

No one crosses that

finish line. No one!

What about Annie, ma'am?

She has failed her mission.

If she dies now, let her

be a martyr of the cause.

Liberty!

ALL:
Liberty!

Equality!

ALL:
Equality!

Brutality!

ALL:
Yeah!

(ALL CHANTING INDISTINCTLY)

It's too easy.

(ENGINES REVVING)

(SYSTEM BEEPING)

Well, it looks like

we've hit rush hour.

I don't understand, we stayed

on all the approved roads.

Where's all

the corporate security?

It's all a setup.

(HEADSET BEEPING)

No, come on!

They cut my feed.

Who cares?

CHAIRMAN:

Well, actually, I care.

The Death Race is my baby.

So, you did this?

Well, duh! What can I say, old

boy, the country needs a new hero.

Quite frankly, Frankie,

you've grown a little stale.

So, do me a favor, die with

style for the home viewers.

And by the way, just for the record,

my hair, I think it's pretty cool.

Ciao.

It's not too late,

you can ditch.

You can always say

that I kidnapped you.

I am seeing this

through to the end.

Oh, damn!

(SCREAMS)

Whoa! (LAUGHS)

Get them!

Are you ready?

Let's score these f***ers.

Shift.

Follow him!

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING, GROANS)

I think that was Carlos!

Oh, I kind of liked Carlos.

(SCREAMING, GRUNTING)

Annie Sullivan,

you traitorous little whore!

Look who's talking, b*tch!

(ANNIE SCREAMING)

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

Now this is a suicide move!

Balls.

Oh, sh*t!

(GRUNTS)

JB:
Well, that's it, folks.

We are making history today

as Jed Perfectus is a few

miles from the finish line!

Some will say Jed

got a lucky break

when his main rival

was attacked by an army

of bloodthirsty

revolutionaries.

Well, I say tough titties.

(LAUGHS) It's out with the

old and in with the new,

as America

welcomes its newest,

and least likely to procreate,

champion!

I'm gonna win! Holy Jesus.

(CHEERING)

Will you look at that, Eve!

Are you gonna score them?

Shut up!

Let me enjoy this!

I don't know, Jed, it could be another

case of premature celebration.

No,no,no,no,no!

Frankenstein is doomed!

I know that for a fact!

ANNIE:
What are you doing?

Neither of us knows what's waiting

over that finishing line.

Well, it's definitely a violent

death, but we're not stopping now.

This race is fixed

and so was your Resistance.

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