Fast Company Page #2

on my way to Big Sky.

But, uh, week after that

I'm gonna be in Spokane...

and I thought maybe

we could get together.

What's wrong, Lonnie?

What are you

talking about?

- Somethings wrong. I can hear it.

Are you all right?

- I'm just fine.

I had a minor accident

in the dragster.

What the hell is "minor"?

[Laughs]

Well, she didnt blow up when she landed.

That's not funny.

Are you calling me from the hospital?

No, I am not calling you

from the hospital.

You want me to put Elder

on the intercom?

No. No, no.

I believe you.

How are-

How are things in Seattle?

Business as usual.

it sure would be nice, though,

to see you come walking through my door.

Hey, why dont you?

You dont have a car to drive

for a while.

Oh, I'd love to, babe,

but you know Adamson.

[Chuckles]

Its promotion time and all that.

Oh, hey, babe, I'm sorry.

I gotta get back to work.

Do you promise

youll call me from Big Sky?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Sam, I wanna see you soon.

Take care of yourself.

Okay?

Yeah.

Bye.

Bye.

Hi.

[Car Passing By]

God, Lonnie's amazing.

That crash didnt seem

to faze him a bit.

Sh*t, boy, I walked away

from 10 times worse.

Did I ever tell you

about the time-

[Loud Bang, Thumping]

What the hell's that?

Sh*t!

Flat tire on the Chaparral.

- Youre kidding me.

- Oh, Christ!

Guess what I forgot.

What?

Goddamn spare tire.

You forgot the spare tire?

That's it, P.J.

Jesus Christ.

[Sighs]

Hey!

Look at that!

[All Laughing]

Howdy, men.

Hey, Wes.

[Chuckling Continues]

How you doin, son?

- Have a flat?

- No, thanks. We already got one.

[Gary Laughs]

Didnt you hear the joke

about America's greatest racing team?

Forgot to bring their spare tire?

No!

[Laughing]

Dig this!

The hot-sh*t FastCo outfit

dont even have a spare!

We got one I think they can use.

I dont think they know

how to change it.

Hey, Meatball,

why dont you go behind the truck

and give yourself a valve job?

- Sh*t-

- Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, Mac, come on!

[Elder]

Come on, ladies. Come on.

Settle down.

Give me that.

Hey, Elder, is, uh, Lonnie

back in the pleasure dome?

Yeah. Hes on the fourth floor

taking a sauna bath

with seven geisha girls.

Right.

Stoner, I think we'd better

help these poor guys out, eh?

Okay.

Give me a call

when youre done.

[Elder]

That's mighty black of ya.

Give me a hand,

will ya?

Count me out.

What do you hear

from the Flintstones?

## [Stereo:
Country]

I gotta get Pacemaker

to make me up a rig like this.

Aw, you wouldnt like it.

Youre too used to vans.

Youd never be able

to handle it.

Yeah, maybe.

That was a hell of a crash

you took there at the Speedway, man.

Youre still lucky.

I walked away from it,

didnt I?

Yeah.

You must have got shaken up, man.

Playing with toy cars.

[Scoffs]

I saw the crash on TV.

it looked great.

How come you always know

where the camera is?

its just part of the game, Black.

## [Clicks On, Off]

Yeah, well, I wish you were

running funny cars, man,

'cause I'd get my picture in the paper

if I beat Mr. Big-time.

You know something, Gary?

I think you got your hands full with the Kid.

Brooker?

Come on, get serious.

He's a punk.

No, he's not.

He's good, and he's coming up fast,

and he could be number one.

I can tell.

Oh, yeah?

And what do you think

about Gary Black?

Come on.

Gary Black.

[Sighs]

Well, I think

he's doing all right.

But you think that, uh,

this is as far as I can go,

dont you?

I didnt say that.

You said that.

You didnt have to say it, man.

See ya, Lonnie.

## [Continues]

[Laughing]

Well, I think that's as good

as it's gonna get, Wes.

Yeah. Thanks a lot, Stoner.

Ah, they're ready to roll.

Take it off.

What? What the hell

are you talking about?

You heard me.

Let his goddamn oil company

find him a spare.

Aw, sh*t, Wes.

Sorry, man.

Aw, that's okay, Stoner.

We'll manage.

Wonder what the hell

went on in there.

[Radio:
Controller, indistinct]

I have a vision

of Miss FastCo in leather.

Western flavor-

Boots, buckskin.

You'd look great.

You'll sell a lot of cans of FastCo.

I dont really know

what I'm supposed to do, Phil.

Just stand around

and look gorgeous.

[Candy]

Hey, is that the guys down there?

Hey, let's go down and buzz em.

Want me to lose my license?

That's illegal.

Besides,

we dont wanna rub it in.

What do you mean?

They crawl, we fly.

Course, that's the way

it's supposed to be,

but sometimes the hired help

dont like to be reminded.

Yeah? What about me?

Oh, I think

you might be special.

You know,

there's a nice motel in Helena.

it's got a heated pool, sauna,

the works.

Great.

Just make sure you book two rooms.

[Radio:
Controller]

Victor-8-Foxtrot-Victor,

we check you over Scott Bridge

at 4y000, leaving south.

## [Country Rock]

[Man]

# Rev it up #

# Your heartbeat's

dancin to the music #

# Engines bursting fire #

# No wonder you cant sleep #

# Drivin quarter-miles #

# Let it all rip #

# And blow the suckers

right off of the strip #

# Were livin our life

in the heat, you see #

# Burning out with fast company #

## [Continues]

# Ooh, the fever's racin #

# Racing right through your heart ##

[Engine Revving]

[P. A. Announcer]

Okay, you too can be a drag racer!

Rocket racing is handicap racing,

and that means that your wheels can compete.

So dont just watch.

Get in on the action

and run what ya brung!

Where'd you get that from?

[P.A. Announcer]

Right now I'm asking you

to remember...

that tonight, right after

the final top eliminator round,

for those of you who dig boogeyin

and boppin and finger-poppin,

theres gonna be dancing

right out there on the track to the music

of the Big Sky Full Tilt Boogie Band!

Now approaching the Christmas tree

we have a Pontiac G.T.O.

looking hot and dirty in the right lane.

And in the left lane we got a mild Mopar

lookin cool and clean.

- [Engines Revving]

- There go the lights! There goes the G.T.O.!

[P. A. Announcer]

Uh-oh.

Well, folks, you cant win em all.

Its been a bad day

for Mopars all around.

Lets have a hand

for our friend in the Plymouth.

Remember, fans,

that could happen to you.

Better luck next time!

All right, it's the Big Sky drag race!

Fabulous, fantastic and terrific!

Dont go away, fans,

'cause there's lots more comin right at ya!

Mr. Slezak.

Nice turnout you got here today.

So-so.

I expected to see you

flying in this morning.

I landed at the municipal airport.

I got some business in town, so I drove in.

Lady at the gate

tried to get me to pay.

Sorry.

if I'd known you were comin,

I would've told her.

No, no, that's okay.

Make em pay.

Speaking of paying-

Jesus, Phil, youre killin me

with this routine.

This routine

isnt killing you.

Come on, hurry up, hurry up.

I got people waiting on me

to tell em what to do.

You know, I bet FastCo

wouldnt be too happy

to find out...

its own track rep

was on the take.

Youre gonna tell em?

I aint tellin nobody nothin.

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