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the last three are all
local boys:
Number 37, Derek Black.
Number 62 in red,
Justin Maynard.
- And number 71, Cale Bryant.
- [Revving]
[Announcer]
There they go!
The Riverwood Invitational.
Let's get it on, folks!
of the holeshot.
Maynard and Bryant
are working it out for second.
Oh! It's getting nasty
out there, folks!
Getting nasty!
Justin Maynard prefers
the view out front and moves
into first place,
and we got ourselves
some action, race fans!
Cale Bryant now with a lock
on second.
Bryant in second.
Derek Black is
pressing down hard.
The white flag is out
for the final lap.
This is it!
Justin Maynard in the lead!
Derek Black and Cale Bryant
battling it out for second!
Cale Bryant is swooping in fast.
But Cale Bryant
is on fire, folks!
Look at the air these boys
are getting!
What a tremendous race!
This is it.
Justin Maynard is in front.
Bryant, second. Black, third.
And Justin Maynard
wins the race!
Bryant and Black headed
for the finish line.
This will be close!
And Cale Bryant steals second!
What a race!
Yeah, baby!
[Laughs]
That is how to win a race.
[Laughs]
- That-a-boy, that-a-boy.
- You came out of there
like nuts, man.
- You call that a race?
- Leave me alone!
Hey! Don't you
walk away from me!
[Crowd Cheering]
[Announcer]
Justin Maynard takes
the trophy,
a check for $1,000
and 100 points.
Cale Bryant gets
the second-place trophy,
a check for $500
and 50 points.
Derek Black for third
gets $250 and 25 points.
Hey, come here.
Congratulations.
Now, all three racers...
will be qualified to enter the
Pacific finals next weekend--
Hey. Get back here, Derek.
[Announcer Continues,
Indistinct]
Nice work.
Justin, off the hook.
Great race, man.
Thanks, bro.
I'm Don Ryan
with Troy Lee.
Yeah? I love Troy Lee.
How would you like to be
sponsored by Troy Lee? We'll
give you whatever you want.
Whatever I want?
Yeah.
We like to go
with a winner, man.
You're it.
Are you serious?
Welcome aboard, man.
Yeah? All right.
Hey, Cale--
Cale?
- We're doin' it
- I look around me
But all I seem to see
Is people goin' nowhere
[Line Rings]
Hey, it's Crystal.
Sorry I missed ya.
Leave a message.
I'll call you back.
[Beeps]
It's like we're goin'
through the motions
Of a scripted destiny
Tell me
where's our inspiration
If life won't wait
I guess it's up to me
Whoa, oh
No, we're not gonna waste
another moment in this town
Whoa, oh
We'll leave the past
in the past
Gotta find the future
Well, so long
You'll miss me when I'm gone
- [Stereo:
Hip-hop]- [People Cheering]
- Whoa. Pizza's here!
- Hungry. Oh, yeah.
Cale, bad night
to be working, dude.
It's pepperoni. Yes.
Did I invite you?
Pizza!
Seventy-four.
Nice outfit, dude.
And you, my friend,
can keep the change.
No, I don't want
your change, man.
Yes, you do.
[Boy]
Yeah, boy!
Celebratin' tonight!
- Cale, bro!
Pizza's delicious!
- Mmm!
Derek, keep the change.
- Bein' such a baby.
- Whoa, whoa-oh, hey.
Where you goin', man?
Stay. Enjoy the party.
At Derek's?
Yeah.
No, thanks, man.
Hey, lighten up, man.
Crystal's here.
Crystal's here?
- Bro, everybody's here.
- Yeah! That's cool!
- [Phone Rings]
- [Man On Phone]
Yo, Cale, I have a pickup.
I'm on my way.
-Look, man. Find Crystal.
Have her call me, okay?
-All right. You got it, partner.
- [Boy]
Hey, where's Cale goin'?
- Now where were we?
Six hot ones coming up.
Cale?
Yeah.
You workin' here or what?
Come on. Come on!
Let's go!
Don't be late this time!
[Stereo:
Rock][Girl Laughing]
- Yeah!
- [Laughing]
Yeah?
[Laughs]
Crystal? Crystal, hey.
Hey!
Havin' a good time?
Yeah? Look at you.
You-- You-- You--
All right. All right.
[Stereo:
Rock]Hey, Trent, where's Crystal?
I don't know, man.
She was just here.
I think they were headed
to the lookout.
[Rock]
What the hell are you--
Dude, what are you doin'?
Get out of here!
[Laughter]
[Boy Chattering]
- Crystal!
- Cale!
Get out of there!
Get the hell out of there!
[Handle Clicking]
Open the car!
What the hell
is your problem?
Cale, please--
Shut up, Crystal!
Hot and Fresh,
jump on your pepperoni pony
and beat it.
- Come out here and say that
to my face, man.
- [Buzzes]
Get out here!
Buh-bye. Buh-bye.
Open--
[Screams]
Cale!
[Cale]
Get out the damn car!
Whoa! Hey! Cale!
Cale! Cale!
All right, just chill out!
Woodson Road Lookout.
I'm being attacked.
Get here now, damn it! Now!
Calm down, bro.
Want a piece of me now?
Derek, no! Derek--
Derek!
- [All Shouting At Once]
- Derek!
- [All Shouting]
- [Sirens Approaching]
Come on, huh?
Get in your car!
Derek, get back in the car!
No! Hey--
What are you gonna do?
- Get off me!
- Cops! Cops!
Get out of here!
- Derek, get in the car!
- What are you doing?
What's wrong with you?
- This has nothing to do
with you!
- [Revving]
Take me home now.
Right.
Now!
Yeah, I'll call you.
Don't bother.
How long?
Just tonight, I swear.
God. Crystal, did it
have to be with Derek?
Is that really
what you're angry about?
'Cause it was Derek?
What has happened to you?
Wh-What's happened to us?
You deliver pizza.
Okay? You work
at Electronic Factor, Cale.
You're just drifting along,
expecting something to happen,
and it never does.
That's not true.
I got a shot at the pros.
Yeah, a shot.
That's all it is.
What if it doesn't happen?
What are you gonna do, huh?
What do you want?
Do you want me to be
like Derek...
with his expensive cars?
You want Justin,
going off to college?
Would that make you happy?
You know what?
Forget it.
good enough for you.
[Engine Starts]
[Siren Wailing]
Don't be stupid, Cale.
Shut it down.
I don't care what anybody says.
My son is not a vandal, and he's
not spending any time in jail.
Jeannette, if you'd just--
No. People see a boy
like him on a bike,
and they immediately
think he's a criminal!
Mom! Mom!
I did everything
they said I did.
I should be in jail
right now.
There's been some
property damage.
That's all.
Officer Williams
vouched for me.
okay?
Well, thank you.
Uh, you should know that
it's going to be 500
in damages...
plus a hundred bucks
for the speeding ticket.
I couldn't knock it
any lower.
Well, I--
I appreciate you
telling me.
Sure.
I'm sorry that I reacted
that way.
I just get a little
protective sometimes.
Sometimes?
trying to tell me,
Bud Williams?
No, ma'am.
Good night, Jeannette.
Good night.
What in the world
were you thinking?
Nothing.
I was thinking nothing.
Cale Bryant.
What?
What, I'm not allowed
to get angry?
Mom, I work two jobs
and I bust my ass
at both of them.
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