Greased Lightning Page #5

Yeah. I'll go by.

Do me a favor.

- What's that?

I promised that waitress

I'd give her plate back.

Throw this out as you pass by.

Going to be able

to make the next race?

I think I've got the bottom in.

Maybe you just threw a rod.

No!

I broke my crank.

That's it!

That's it, you old bastard!

I'm done. I'm finished.

Best driver on the track,

And I've got a turd for a car.

Maybe it ain't so bad, man.

Is that right?

You sure you through?

What the hell do you think?

Well, you won't be

needing this then.

That's what I think.

What are you doing?

Well, don't mind me.

Why don't you just

go ahead and help yourself?

Don't let me interfere.

Why don't you take my tires?

You've been wanting

my transmission.

Take that, too, now.

Come on, you vulture.

You said you was through.

Damn.

What the hell's

the matter with that?

Fuel pump.

Let an expert take a look.

Well, no wonder.

You got a load of dirt

in your filter.

Woodrow, look.

He's got a mound of dirt.

I can't watch everything.

We could use another mechanic.

What's going on here?

Some damn son of a b*tch

sliced my tires!

Inside so they'd blow

during the race.

Wonderful. I hate to say

I told you so,

But them damn buggers

on the supreme court

Think they can change

the world overnight,

They got another thing coming.

You're going to have yourself

a whole lot of fun

Out there today.

You don't want me to drive?

Just help me change the tires.

Yessuh, boss!

I's a comin', boss.

See you at your funeral.

What's wrong, boy?

Having tire trouble?

Damn.

Hey, colored boy,

I'm talking to you.

What you want, Beau?

I got two cars in this race.

When that green flag drops,

I'll drive one right up your ass.

That suits me fine.

'Cause you'll be behind.

I'll be in front.

Boy, there's nothing I hate worse

Than a smart-aleck n*gger.

You just watch your mouth.

You know, Beau,

I'm going out there to win today.

I'm crossing

that finish line first.

Drive your two cars

to hell for all I care!

N*gger!

Yeah? We'll see about that.

Let's get that damn thing down.

What'd he want?

Wishing me luck.

Come on, we got a race to win.

Hello, again, everybody.

Welcome to the Middle

Virginia speedway

For the Sunday afternoon

1955 classic race.

We've got one of the most

exciting programs of races

You've ever had

an opportunity to see.

We're ready to go

With our big afternoon

feature event.

You've seen the elimination races.

Your favorite drivers

are in position

For the main event of the day.

They're coming around

for the start lined up.

Think you know how

to drive, n*gger?

I bet you think you know

how to drive a car,

That's what I said.

Son of a b*tch, you think

you're going to win.

There's the flag!

It's a clean start.

Not too much fender banging.

Turn one. It looks like

they're moving up nicely.

Keep your eye on Beau Welles

And Wendell Scott,

Number 1 and number 34.

These two are going

door handle to door handle.

Go, Wendell!

Come on, honey!

Get that damn n*gger out!

Come on, baby!

Come on, Wendell!

Scott's inside and he's really

Laying on the metal now.

Ah, scout's lost it.

Scott's lost it now!

Come on!

The white flag is out

For the last lap

of this exciting race,

But it's still anybody's win.

Moving up, Beau Welles

is making his move.

Beau is driving inside!

They're heading for home!

Look at him! I don't think

he's going to make it!

And the winner is...

Wendell Scott is now...

Hold it. Ignore Scott.

What do you mean?

Beau Welles is the winner!

Let's all have a tremendous hand.

Boo! - Boo!

Beau Welles in number 1

in first position.

Yay! - Yay!

Unbelievable!

Bullshit!

Boo! - Boo!

You red-necked mothers

Boo! - Boo!

Count your sins

Your judgment day is coming

Coming down on you

Coming down on you

You won that, man!

Say, I won that race!

Not according to the flag captain.

Beau Welles didn't win!

No, sir, you didn't.

Look here.

I almost lapped him!

According to this, he won it.

I'll check it out for you.

You lying! He won that race!

How long you been doing this?

Honey, let's go home.

What you mean how long?

20 damn years.

Wendell.

I said I don't want

to talk about it.

Huh! Here comes the word.

Wendell, they chose me

to come out here.

Seems like you were right.

One of our scorers made a mistake.

You did win it.

Congratulations.

Where are all the reporters

and the camera?

Where the trophy at?

Beau Welles got that.

Beau Welles!

I beat him fair and square!

I near lapped him once!

I want everybody to know it.

I want the announcer

to announce it.

I want the people to hear it!

I want my trophy!

Don't you worry

about that, Wendell.

I'll get in touch with Beau.

He'll give it back.

You people are playing

your goddamn games.

I'm tired of it!

I won that race!

Calm down.

Let me go.

Calm down now.

Let's just get

the hell out of here.

This place stinks.

Come on.

I beat him!

The man tried to kill me,

and I beat him.

Jump in. I'll drive.

I'll drive.

Let's get in. Let's go.

Mary, get in.

Get in!

Come on. I'm hungry. Let's go.

At least we got the check.

You're just gonna have to race

Them good ol' boys

To get to where you're goin'

Mmm-hmm-mmm

Ladies and gentlemen,

It makes me proud,

Grateful, happy,

Overjoyed, humble,

Overwhelmed,

Out of my mind,

Enthused...

Man, come on with it.

To present this trophy

to Wendell Scott

For being the winner and champion

Of the great Middle Virginia

Better late than never race.

Where did you get that, Peewee?

As Beau Welles so aptly put it...

Beau Welles!

Beau Welles. The first

gentleman of color

To win any car race

anywhere, anytime

In this big wide wonderful world.

Let's hear it for Wendell Scott!

Come on now.

Come on!

All right. All right.

Now speech, Wendell.

This is my first first place,

But it ain't my last.

It ain't my last!

Now kiss the queen.

She is a queen, too.

Y'all cut that out now.

We got a lot

of hungry mouths to feed.

Come on. Let's go.

Doreen, come on now.

Let's get the lunch out.

Look at this, Woodrow.

Look what we won.

Huh?

That's beautiful.

That's beautiful.

Number 1.

That's number 1.

That's what we are as a team.

Number 1.

Hot damn! Look at that!

It's a real party now.

[Plays horse-racing fanfare]

There it is.

It's beautiful.

Well, don't get carried away.

The Johnson brothers

are starting a new team.

Oh, yeah?

I heard that Wednesday.

They looking for a new driver?

That's what I hear.

Why are you telling me this?

You ain't going to

make it as no singer.

Why are you really

telling me this?

[Children shouting]

'Cause you know

that I can't afford

To buy my children no new clothes,

And you certainly can't afford

To pay me any more.

Is that close to the reason?

You're my friend,

and I care for you.

I want to see you do good.

Well, he's still going

He's still strong

10 hard-driving long years later

The dream is still alive

In 1965

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