Kiwi Flyer Page #4

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Crash!

[Chickens clucking]

Both:
Whoa.

All of the trolleys

that are racing tomorrow

need to be scrutineered

and do a safety run today.

Okay.

Are there any loose joints?

Just the wombat's.

So we're all set then?

- Yeah.

- Cool.

- Name?

- Uh, B. Walker.

And this...

Is the Kiwi Flyer.

Kiwi Flyer?

Looks more like flying poo.

Watch it.

Have you read

and do you understand the rules?

Yeah, that bit about

"no unlawful assistance."

What does that mean?

[Chuckles]

No cheating.

That's what that means.

Hidden motors, windup Springs,

sails.

Anything that makes the trolley

go that isn't gravity.

Anyone pulls any of that

clever dickery,

they'll be out of here,

like a bald man

with a boot up his backside.

Rightly so, too.

- All checks out.

- Thanks.

There. Good.

You're good

for your practice run.

Cool.

Okay.

I don't know.

This is gonna hurt me more

than it's gonna hurt you.

Well...

Go.

[Splat]

Walker!

You got a death wish?

Hey!

- Oi!

- What are you, crazy?

Just joking, bro,

just joking.

I'll give you a joke.

What's he doing?

We know you have a rocket

to make it go faster.

Rockets?

That was you yesterday,

wasn't it?

You took them out

just for today, didn't you?

In case they checked.

You can't even cheat honestly.

Listen, you scum,

there are no rockets.

Get that?

I got one. I took one.

You mean you stole one?

Sounds like we should

call the police.

Anyway, they're for

spray painting, you ig.

So you be real careful

about who you say is cheating.

And just so you remember...

Hey! You lot!

Time for your practice runs!

Use 'em or lose 'em.

Ready, 93?

All right.

Three, two, one, go!

Three, two, one, go!

[Applause]

Go!

Ready, redrak racer?

[Cheers and applause]

Okay. Nice. Good.

You ready, Kiwi Flyer?

Ready.

Three, two, one, go!

[Applause]

Go! Go!

42.5.

Good time.

Yeah?

- 42.5 seconds.

- Yes.

And look, here comes Shannon.

43.2.

The second fastest today.

Yeah, second after us.

Thank you, everyone.

Now, the first race tomorrow

is at 10:
00.

Don't be late.

Huh.

Oh, you finally finished.

My stopwatch ran out of

batteries waiting for you.

Should've used a calendar.

Man, you're funny.

It's time trials.

It's not the same

as real racing.

You think so?

I know so.

You might as well know

what it feels like to lose.

Like your dad.

Hang on.

No. Let's do this.

Whoa,

what are you guys up to?

- Ah, just one more run.

- Please?

All right, well,

we've only got ten minutes

till we open the road,

so you better get on with it.

You know what to do.

Ready?

Ready.

Ready.

Three, two, one,

Go!

Go! Go on. Go!

Show me what you're made of.

Now!

Hey!

Hey! He cut him off!

Oh, he must have lost control.

Bulltwinkie!

Okay. Finish him off.

Hey!

Oh!

[Crash]

Ben!

Nice driving, little bro.

Mate? You all right?

Ben!

- Amanda?

- What happened?

I heard you were practicing.

Hi, Amanda.

Are you okay?

Are you hurt?

- I'm okay.

- You'd better be.

For the school dance.

Yeah, you should bring one of

your friends along for him, eh?

What are you talking about?

Ben's going to the dance

with me.

- What's she talking about?

- He asked me to the dance.

Is it true? What she said?

- I-I tried to...

- Ah, man. I don't believe this.

Some mate you are.

I can't believe it!

You're on your own.

I quit!

Hi, I'm Tracy.

- Are you able to move at all?

- Yeah.

All right, come on.

We'll go and take you over here

so we can check you out.

Come up this way.

Here, it's the only thing

worth keeping.

Oh.

It's a bit of bad luck,

isn't it, mate?

LA LA loser!

Whew!

[Car horn beeps a tune]

How...

would you like to go out

and grab a bite with me?

Ugh.

Would you, one night,

fancy catching a meal with me?

Uh, I don't suppose

that you'd like to

go out to dinner with me?

Oh.

Is that all you've got to say?

- I can explain.

- Don't lie to me, Ben.

You've been lying for the past

two weeks, haven't you?

You haven't been

to one extension studies class.

Your teacher's just told me.

What was he doing here?

He found this

when he was biking past

the trolley course.

Your name's on it.

I told you I don't want you

to have anything to do

with that race.

I was doing it for dad.

What?

He never got to win.

I wanted to win for him.

Oh, that's a laugh.

If it wasn't

for that stupid race,

he'd still be here with us.

No, he had to go

and get himself killed

getting your stupid trolley.

Ben, I didn't mean...

I know what you mean.

He was

building that trolley for me.

That's why he went out that day.

And now he's dead

because of me.

It's my fault!

No.

It's not your fault.

It's nobody's fault.

But it's true, isn't it?

You can't

look at things like that.

Police said the other driver's

brakes failed.

- It just happened.

- But why did it happen?

It's just not fair!

It's not fair!

I know.

I know it's not.

Oh, my boy.

I wouldn't have

gone in the race.

But Shannon and Shane

said dad was a loser.

What?

They said he was

a legend as a loser.

Like, everyone laughed at him

because he didn't win.

Is that right?

[Groaning]

Ah!

[Groaning]

Ah!

[Groaning]

Have a look at this.

This...

Is your dad.

I thought he never won.

He didn't.

But he turned up every year

and he tried his best.

Again and again.

Became a bit of

a crowd favorite.

They gave him

a special award for it.

That shirt is tragic.

[Laughs]

How come dad

never told me about this?

You know him.

Didn't like showing off.

He ought to be proud

about something like this.

He was! Really proud.

He'd always say

what was most important

was that you tried your best.

That's what I wanted to do.

I know.

And you were right.

I want you to go in that race.

I can't.

You can.

No, I really can't.

The race is tomorrow

and the trolley

I was working on,

it got wrecked.

It's busted.

I can't.

What?

- Just come here.

- What is it?

What's that?

That is your trolley.

Mine.

It was on the back

of the ute when...

Your dad...

It's...

wow!

You kept it.

I don't know why.

Nah.

It's not gonna work.

Hey!

Hey!

If we work together,

we can finish it off

for the race.

We haven't got wheels.

Everything got destroyed.

Sorry, mum, it's great,

but without decent wheels...

Uh.

I-I've got some wheels.

That was nice of Mr. Lumsden

to loan us those wheels,

wasn't it?

Now, where are...

Choice.

Got it! Ha!

- Our old tent.

- What?

New body shell.

We can stretch it over that,

right?

Yeah, sure.

Your dad and I used to

go camping in this

before you came along.

Oh, and look.

He burnt that

with the gas stove.

Typical.

Great.

One more thing.

Eh?

Ta-da!

What do you think?

I think your dad would like it.

Me too.

[Bagpipes playing

Scotland the Brave]

Welcome to the annual

Nelson Trolley Derby,

where kids of all ages

get to pit their courage

and skills

against the hills

to see who will be crowned

today's monarch.

And the big question

everybody's asking this year is

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