Knightriders Page #6

- Only the knights can make decisions.

- The King makes the final decision.

On the advice of the knights.

We could all take in a Little more cash

if we didn't spend so much on weapons.

Yeah, and a lot less on parts, too.

Ah, our King.

- Billy Davis?

- Himself.

Oh, yeah, the

goddamned knights have it the cushiest.

My God, he's hurt.

I mean we all understand

they're big brave machos,

but things are getting out of hand!

They don't care what they smash up.

We blow five bikes a week, parts

cost a fortune, and those lances!

Then they let the townies

ride with the stuff!

Hey, look, you don't like it?

Get out!

Do you think the poeple...

do you think the poeple show up here

to buy your goddamn jewellery?

Your pots, your corn?

Why don't you go sell them

in some shopping mall somewhere?

I just spent last night in jail

with a man who got his head beat in

for something he believed in!

And if you don't believe in it,

then get the hell out of here!

You don't know what we were

talking about. All we were saying is...

What is this?

What is this? A council meeting?

Huh? This is a council meeting.

You cannot have a council meeting

without everybody being here!

You cannot have a council meeting

without everyone being here!

Oh, go shove

your goddamn council meeting!

Yeah?

Yeah? That's... that's a 20 dollar fine.

That is a 20 dollar fine.

You can pay me right now or you can

get your ass right out of here.

Oh, man.

We're already gone, Billy.

Hey, Billy, we're just trying to get

some things together for you, man.

Where's Merlin?

Merlin's not here.

I'm not here.

I'm not here!

Lin, you know this. You know...

Where's Tuck? Where the hell is Tuck?

Now this is a picture I'd like to get.

My photographer caught

with her pants down.

I'll drink to that.

Stop it!

Let me help. That's too low.

You got it all over you.

What the hell are you doing?

There's a council meeting

going on out there.

Who are you?

Who's she?

- Are you with that guy out there?

- Yes.

Are you with that guy

in the suit out there? Huh?

- Yes.

- Yes?

Oh!

Shut the door!

Ah, sh*t.

Hi.

I didn't order this!

Lin, I wanna talk to you.

I wouldn't take it personally, Joe.

You know how talent feels about agents.

Christ, he's a lunatic! Look at this!

I came all the way out here

to talk to him!

The man does not work for me!

Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Joe.

This one's much better-looking.

It can't be done, Lin.

This...

this can't be done.

I took a major chance in my life

to do this.

I'd just gotten to the point

where I'd given up on fantasies.

I gave up on fantasies a long time ago.

And then you show up...

with this fantasy-intense dream.

I wanted you, not your dream.

But enough of that dream

rubbed off on me.

I'm vulnerable again.

And now you tell me it can't be done?

I could have told you that two years ago.

Two years.

You're still here.

I'm here.

I don't know if it's because of you

any more, Billy, but I'm here.

Hey, what's your problem?

Hey!

Hey, bad news.

- What's wrong?

- It looks really like trouble.

A lot of these local guys

came in all duded up.

Some made their own armour. Bad.

So, er... we'll see you guys in DC?

Now, you're sure you can get the riders?

Because I'm gonna work right now.

- Bookings, costumes, publicity.

- I can get the riders, right?

This here is...

All right, all right. You know, this is

looking a lot better than I had hoped.

You see, the smaller the group,

the juicier the split.

Just like big rock groups.

You, see, a big group,

nobody makes any money.

I handle small groups only.

There's more bread.

They are happier.

And if they are happy, I am happy,

My brother, are you happy?

What's your name again?

- Marhalt.

- Marhalt. No, I mean your real name.

- Marhalt.

- Right.

Hey, Bors, who's the dude?

- Some promoter from DC, man.

- Excuse me.

Morgan and a bunch of guys,

they're leaving with him.

Half the group's going, I swear.

- Could you stop that for now, OK?

- Right.

Half the group's leaving, I swear it.

- Alan, I think I'm gonna pull out.

- Look, I asked you to stop that.

That is professional equipment.

Let go!

Good. Go take some pictures of birds.

Hey, she's OK.

She's my friend.

The beauty is really a beast.

I just told her you were a nice guy.

- Hey, Bors, you pulling out?

- Yeah.

Billy's out of commission.

Everybody's cutting.

We're not gonna make Brower.

There's no bread.

Are you going with Morgan?

Nah, man. That guy's a real a**hole

he's going with.

I don't know. I'm just gonna...

I don't know, just ride out of here.

The whole thing's over, man.

I've made a decision.

When this thing is over today

I'm taking off with this guy.

I mean, he's offering me the world

and this is rapidly going into the toilet.

And I deserve to be king

so I'm forming my own kingdom.

Pardon me, but you didn't win the right.

You didn't win the crown.

Oh, geez, come on.

I beat Billy in Bakersfield.

I've been beating him regularly.

And I don't want his crown.

That's a crown of thorns,

if you know what I mean.

Look, maybe I'm missing

something here, you know?

I mean, if this breaks...

when this breaks up...

You know, I'm like you, a trade school

dropout. I mean, I love these bikes.

These bikes make me very happy

and I love what I do.

Pardon me, but you also love yourself.

Well, that's not so bad, either.

You should try it some time.

- You bastard.

- See?

I gotta love myself.

Everybody else thinks I'm a bastard.

- I need a mechanic.

- No.

If I'm gonna sit around

and wait for you at night,

I might as well be

where I have my friends.

I mean, at least I can get up

a game of cards or something.

Now, see,

why do you do that?

Why do you make yourself out

to be such a loser all the time?

I'm not the loser, Morgan.

There's nobody

I'm interested in right now but you.

But some day there's gonna be,

and that's the gamble you take

every time you go away.

He'll be back. They'll all be back.

I give it two weeks.

God damn you!

How can you be so blind about

everything in your life? Mor...

Can't you understand? This isn't

just a roadside carny any more.

Not for some of us, anyway.

It's a lot more than that.

It's a whole lot more.

If you can't get some sort

of spiritual fix out of this,

then... then you belong

with that loudmouth hype artist.

Damn it!

And so, my... my lords and ladies,

the noble Sir Ban will ride

against the valiant Dame Rocky.

- Sh*t!

- Rocky and Ban.

It's all right.

Will she get through just one more?

- Yeah, one more, but that's about it.

- That's all she wrote.

And to us, my lords and ladies, the

champion of the day is truly a champion,

- honoured and rewarded.

- Ah!

There is a purse for the champion,

- but more importantly...

- Jesus!

...until the next games, he will sit at

an honoured place in the King's favour,

for being champion of the games

is no small thing to a knight.

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