Kiwi Flyer Page #6

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Guess so.

I'm getting food.

You want food?

No thanks.

[Clanking]

They're cheating.

I know. I saw.

Is there a problem, Gary?

I'm sorry, Mr. Worthington,

but this boy seems to suggest

that there's something wrong

with your car.

They've got rockets

hidden under their car.

You little...

Easy, Shane.

Now, look, Gary.

We've won this race for

the last four years in a row.

I understand, mister...

And I'm the principal sponsor.

You should be able

to take my word

that the Worthington family

would never cheat.

Of course.

But if you want to

take a look,

take a look.

It's okay, Mr. Worthington.

You're right.

I can take your word for it.

Another stunt like this,

and you're disqualified.

But...

I mean it.

I'm sorry about that,

Mr. Worthington.

Ah.

Just doing your job, Gary.

Just doing your job.

You almost blew it for us!

Sorry, dad.

Come on.

Off your bum.

They put rockets back in.

What?

We got to tell the officials!

They don't believe me.

Well,

we got to show them, then.

I tried.

If we raise any more stink,

we'll be disqualified.

Well,

if they use those rockets,

there's no way we can win.

We might as well

Chuck it in now.

Four minutes to

the first semi-final, people.

Four minutes.

Stuff 'em.

My dad said

we have to be in to win.

If we don't even go in,

we'll be losers before we start.

- Yeah!

- Let's go.

Dad, about the rockets...

Shh!

It's insurance, son,

that's all it is.

Uh, you might not need them.

[Chuckles]

That's my boy.

Just like I said,

only if you have to.

What do you mean?

Just drive, okay?

All right, folks,

clear the grid, please.

Clear the grid.

We are ready to race!

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Coming through.

- Watch it!

- Hey!

Elliot?

Mmm.

[Giggles]

On your marks.

We are racing

in three, two, one.

[Air horn blares]

And we're racing

in semi-final number one.

And it's Kiwi Flyer

with an early lead.

The crowd are loving this,

but Aussie Flash

makes up ground quickly.

Moving on to the fastest

part of the course now

and it's

neck and neck racing...

Go, Ben!

[Cheers and applause]

Any minute now.

[Wheel squeaking]

[Scraping]

Aw, and it's all over rover

for team Kiwi Flyer.

That bird is grounded.

What a blow.

And Wayne's Classy Cars

does it again,

racing into the finals.

What happened?

What does it look like?

Could it be five years

in a row for them?

Ben! You okay?

Well,

there's always next year.

Yeah, right.

Well, I'm proud of you

'cause you did your best.

Get that thing off the track!

And you two,

if you're not crew, move it!

Um... I'll get the ute.

- See you in the pits.

- Yeah.

Whoa, high stakes drama.

That's my boy,

leave the rest

looking up your tailpipe.

One more race to victory.

Told you you'd win.

You can say thanks now.

What?

What's that?

It's from their cart,

you dummy.

Bunch of losers.

[Chuckles]

Good on you, boy.

Come on, you.

You've got a final to win, huh?

Does that go?

We've had a disqualification.

- What?

- There's a place in the final.

You're the next highest

qualifying time.

That cart still works,

you're in the final.

Yeah, it works.

It works.

No, it doesn't.

Without the axle pin,

the wheel's just gonna come out.

Might not.

Five minutes to race time.

There's no point.

Here. I found this.

No, don't.

Time to settle this.

Let's race, fair and square.

Lend us one of your rockets,

that'll make it fair.

I'm not gonna use

the rockets.

I can beat you without one.

Hey! Ow!

Oi! Let go! Oi!

- What's going on?

- Just protecting my investment.

Taking care of the competition.

We should stop them.

Why? He deserves it.

Being beaten up by slug?

Bad things happen

to good people all the time.

Shannon's not a good person.

You should see the way

his family treat him.

Doesn't matter.

He's still a dweeb.

You can win this now.

For your dad, remember?

Yeah.

What would he want, eh?

For me to be the best I can.

Okay. Let's do it.

Ah, man.

Stop it!

Ow! Let me up!

We're doing you a favor.

I mean it.

Let him go.

Not him, we need him!

Him!

Huh?

Wah! Jeff! No!

Thump! Thump!

Yeah, slug!

Look behind you.

[Gasps]

Ha! Ha!

Thump! Thwack!

How about you, stewie?

Ah! Come on, slug!

Let's get out of here!

Wait up!

You all right?

Yeah, no worries.

Thanks.

All trolleys

to the start line, please.

What did you give him

the axle back for?

'Cause it was

the right thing to do!

And I'm not gonna use

the rockets either.

You're an idiot.

What are you doing?

You don't deserve

to drive this.

You're a gutless,

useless loser.

Just like them.

What'll dad think?

Take me to the start.

30 seconds till race start.

30 seconds.

You guys are good.

Little bit more, a bit more.

Good. Hold it.

And forward.

Yep, whoa.

Excuse me.

Look! He's back in the race!

Brilliant!

Whoo-hoo!

And now,

ladies and gentlemen,

boys and girls, this is it,

the grand finale.

The winner of this race

will be crowned

King of the Hill.

Clear the grid, please.

Clear the grid, please.

Ready to race.

The grid is clear.

We're racing

in five, four,

three, two, one.

[Air horn blares]

[Cheers and applause]

Come on.

[Air blasting]

That looked deliberate

but no black flag

from the race marshal.

So we continue

with a two horse race.

It's Wayne's Classy Cars

and Kiwi Flyer.

And... And...

And it's Kiwi Flyer!

Kiwi Flyer wins by a beak.

Yeah!

[Cheers and applause]

Yes!

Yes!

Stop!

Stop!

Please, stop!

[Cheers and applause]

Whoo!

Yes!

[Cheers and applause]

Whoo!

[Cheers and applause]

Come on, slug. It's pay day.

Time to collect our investment.

That's him, dad.

He's the boy

who stole my hot dog.

Is that right?

Ah!

Run!

[Cheers and applause]

[Knock at door]

Can I give anyone a lift?

That would be nice.

You look lovely.

Thank you.

Your chariot awaits.

Ben, come on.

Coming.

[Engine turning over]

Dad would've been proud.

I might stand out

I might be

someone you'd like to meet

And that's my story.

Funny how things have a way

of working themselves out.

Amanda and Jeff now run

the Tahuna Falls fan club.

Mum and Mr. Lumsden now go to

flamenco dance classes.

I'm hoping for a few "A"s

on my end-of-year report.

Slug has renounced violence

and has joined

the school Bible group

and now shares his lunch

with Elliot.

Stewie wants to work

for treasury

when he leaves school.

That sounds about right.

- Hey.

- Hey, mate.

Shannon and I are mates now,

but he still

bowls bouncers at me.

- Would you like to dance?

- Sure.

And Katie wants to be

on the team for next year.

Which is awesome 'cause

her dad owns the bike shop.

She wants to be the driver too.

I'm not so sure.

I can already see

our new trolley:

It'll be better and faster

and Katie says we'll call it

"The Laughing Pukeko."

You guys ready to pump it up?

[All cheer]

Yeah!

Nah. Kiwi Flyer II.

'Cause if you're gonna

judge the cover

You better read the book

'Cause the closer you get

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