Kiwi Flyer Page #2

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Um, can I, um,

help with the balls?

Ben, you really should look at

doing these

after school classes.

Yeah, I know.

They're just about

doing the best you can.

'Cause right now, you're not.

Um... Oops.

Sorry.

Hey.

Dad, you were great!

See you.

Hello, love.

What can I do for you?

Hi, I'm after a Trolley Derby

entry form?

Oh, sorry, love.

A nice, polite, Australian boy's

just taken the lot.

Said he had a big family.

Oh. Okay.

Oh, wait!

- Here's one.

- Thanks.

You know, there's just

too much competition.

Hey?

I don't know why they had to

make a competition out of it.

I mean, what's wrong with

just rolling down the hill

with the wind in your hair,

you know,

just for the joy of it?

Yeah.

Anyway, just get mum or dad

to sign that, okay?

It's the rules.

Yep. Thanks.

Made some anzac cookies.

Put them in your lunch.

Your favorite?

Um, yum.

Okay, I've got to go.

You need a lift?

Uh, no thanks.

Make sure you lock up.

See ya.

Um, can you sign this for me?

Oh, what is it?

Extension classes.

After school.

Math and science.

You want to stay at school

after you're allowed to leave?

I think I can

try a bit harder.

Okay, great.

Quick, I've got to go.

Oh, and here.

See ya.

It's not April fool's day,

is it?

Bye, mom.

I love you.

Bye.

[Engine revving]

15 mil socket.

This is the 12 mil,

you dipstick.

Don't call him a "dupstuck."

It's dipstick.

Dipstick.

Remember your roots.

Eh?

[Satisfied laugh]

I was gonna give him that.

You're too slow, son.

Tight nuts,

that's what you need.

Good boy.

You need a hand there, love?

No, I'm good, hun.

You know, asking for help

is not a sign of weakness.

[Mouthing words]

Yes, it is.

Make sure you sell the house

before you come home, all right?

Well,

I'll see you in an hour, then.

- Bye, Shane. Bye, Shannon.

- Bye, mum.

[Slapping]

Whoo-hoo!

Ah, she's a winner, your mum.

And you could be too.

Just like your brother

or your old man.

And with that little beauty

over there,

there'll be no excuse

for losing, huh?

Come on, let's go.

Shane's trolley looked

slicker than his dad's hair.

If I was going to beat it,

I had to get to work.

I didn't need any of that

fancy fiberglass stuff,

and I didn't need any help.

I could do it on my own.

I had it all figured out.

I'd use wood and nails

and... stuff.

Turns out I'm no Burt munro.

Maybe I would need some help.

- Hey, mum.

- Hey.

How was your day?

Well, let's just say

I will never have to

buy exfoliant again.

Oh, let me.

Thanks.

You all right?

Look like you pulled a muscle.

Uh, yeah,

my undies are just a bit tight.

Funny place

to have a growth spurt.

Hey, I was thinking.

It's been ages since

we had a game of mini golf.

How about this weekend, eh?

Just you and me.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Sweet.

I'm in the shower.

You know I'll beat you.

[Water running]

[Knocking on door]

G'day, mate.

Mike from down the road.

Is your mum about?

I left a message on her

answer phone a while ago.

Oh, yeah, she heard it.

Yeah, she's got

a short-term memory.

Anyway, she's out.

Is she?

What? You're here by yourself?

Uh, yeah, she leaves me

by myself all the time.

Huh.

What time she'll be back?

Oh.

Whenever the pub closes.

That right?

Well.

Thanks.

Should I tell her you...

Nah. Nah, that's all right.

Who was that?

Uh, wrong house.

Hmm.

- Oh, no!

- What?

I left my spelling book

at Jeff's.

There's a big test tomorrow.

I better go get it, okay?

- Oh, but...

- Thanks.

Sure.

- Hi, Mrs. Greenwood.

- Hi, Ben.

Jeff's out the back.

Thanks.

[Insects buzzing]

- Hey.

- Hi.

So how'd it go with Amanda?

[Aggravated sigh]

I can help.

Yeah, right.

Like you helped by busting

her molecule model thing.

Yeah, crazy.

Go figure.

Anyway, I'm going in

the Trolley Derby.

I'm putting together a team.

You want to get whooped

by Shannon, do ya?

Not gonna happen.

Oh, yeah?

I need someone who's really

good at mechanical stuff.

Like you.

Here's the deal:

Let me

do the talking with Amanda.

I get her to go to the dance

with you

and you join the team

and help me finish the trolley.

Everybody wins.

Okay. Deal.

So where is this trolley?

Here.

You got to be kidding.

"The Kiwi Flyer"?

We just have to

make a bigger version.

That's all.

Yeah, that's all.

Well, I'll just have to

tell Amanda

that you don't want to go.

Okay. Deal.

You won't regret it.

So there's no one else

on the team, is there?

With you on the team,

we don't need anyone else, mate.

- Ha!

- Hey!

Gotcha!

- I am so gonna nail you.

- Come here!

[Both laughing]

With the team sorted out,

we hit the recycling center.

Hey, look!

We need one of these.

Oh.

Look what I found.

Wheels!

Whoo-hoo!

I was in charge of finances.

Okay. Yep.

I also found a way to

get rid of mum's anzac biscuits.

They're so hard.

Hope he hasn't got false teeth.

Soon, we were hard at work.

Don't strain your brain!

One of my many jobs was

head of secret

research and development.

And when Jeff got fired up,

I had to be

chief safety officer.

Whoa!

When the other kids

were playing,

we did our own

extension studies.

I don't like this.

Just keep a lookout.

What do you think

you're doing?

Um, I was just...

never use a drill press

without safety glasses.

Right?

Right.

And don't let anyone

catch you here.

[Relieved sigh]

[Screwdriver whirring]

Cheers, mate.

Turned out we got help

from a lot of people.

Some of them didn't even know

they were helping us.

So where'd you get these from?

Don't ask.

What do you reckon?

It's awesome.

Here, hold this for a sec.

What's this for?

Aerodynamics.

We'll blow the smoke

over the car using this fan.

That's not a fan.

Here.

This is a fan.

[Whirring]

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah.

Awesome!

- Oh, no!

- Look out!

Run! Run!

[Hens clucking]

[Both coughing]

[Both laughing]

- Whose idea was this?

- It was yours.

- Hey, look!

- What?

Amanda.

Go on, ask her. Quick!

Okay, okay.

Hey! Wait up!

- Hey.

- Hey.

Why are you running around

in your pajamas?

It's a gi.

Traditional karate outfit.

I'm training for nationals.

Cool. Karate.

Whee-ha-ho!

[Knuckles crunching]

Ah. Ah. Ah.

Mm-hmm.

So are you going

to the school dance?

Ben Walker,

are you asking me out?

Kind of. I mean...

- Okay!

- Sorry?

- That'd be cool.

- Text me.

Do you smell something?

No. What?

Like chickens.

No.

Okay. Bye!

But...

That didn't quite go

according to plan.

So how'd it go?

Um, yeah. No.

Good.

She said yes then?

Well... Yeah.

Yes!

Um, but she says

keep it quiet.

She doesn't want her friends

to get jealous.

Yeah. Cool. Okay.

Let's go.

- Remember to talk into this.

- Yeah, yeah. No worries.

Okay, you see

the power pole down there?

Time me to that.

I'll tell you when I pass it.

Ready.

And three, two, one.

Go!

How's it going?

How does it look like

it's going?

- Is the brake on?

- No, the brake is not on.

[William Tell Overture playing]

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