Little Fauss and Big Halsy Page #2

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- Hey, well. (chuckles)

Why don't I just get a

room out here then and uh,

we all just settle down for the night.

- Hey.

My name is Halsy Knox.

- Hi.

- This here's what's-her-name from Simi.

- Sylvene McFall.

- How do you do, Sylvene?

- I just guess we're all

free, white and 21 eh?

- And uh, anything goes?

(roosters crows)

(snoring)

(door creaks open)

I guess I was born for runnin'

I guess it's in my blood

'Cause the sweet sound

of a hopped-up engine

Is the sweetest sound I've heard

And I keep on movin', movin', movin'

Gotta keep on movin' down the line

Don't try to claim me, woman

'Cause I'll be gone

tomorrow by this time

I'm at home, gal, when I'm runnin'

And I guess that's all I'm worth

And maybe next to the devil,

I'm the meanest man on Earth

But I gotta keep movin', movin', movin'

Honey, gotta keep movin' down the line

Hey, don't be lookin' for me

'Cause I'll be gone

tomorrow by this time

I've had a woman in every city

I've had a woman in every town

Ain't no need to put your claim on me

'Cause you're never gonna get me down

'Cause I gotta be movin', movin', movin'

Honey I gotta be movin' along

I'm on the one-night-stand, gal

Tomorrow by this time I will be gone

(truck horn)

Gotta keep movin', honey

Look out, get out of the way, I'm gone

- Hey.

You got any lube nipples for a Yamaha 250?

No.

- No got.

- Sh*t.

(hums)

(whistles jauntily)

You got head gaskets?

- Oh, head gaskets we got.

(Halsy hums)

(Halsy whistles jauntily)

- [Halsy] Owner around?

- [Little] He's out to lunch.

Thought I'd promote

myself a couple of tires

if the boss was around.

Them I got seen too many races

if I head out for the desert

on Sunday, you goin'?

- It's a buck-59 for the gasket.

- Hey, let me use your torque

wrench for about five minutes.

I thought you said he wasn't around?

- He'll be back.

- [Halsy] After lunch, you said!

- Hey!

It's a buck-59.

Hey, it's a buck-59.

Hey incidentally, um.

It's a buck-50 for those

gaskets plus nine cents tax.

- You sure got some small

ideas about friendship, man.

Hey what's the matter, you

think I ain't gonna pay you

or somethin'?

- Hey, forget it.

- No, I always pay my own bills.

Where is that?

- Oh, well if you're

gonna use that gasket,

you better seat it first.

- Seat it?

- Yeah, so you don't get any blow blank.

- Well I'm no scientist,

I just ride bikes.

Is this coffee for the general use here?

- Customers.

- These sponsor guys are a

pain in the ass anyway. I hate em.

They don't know sugar.

- [Little] What?

- [Halsy] Sugar.

- What about it?

- Don't have to stay up all night

workin' on a bike the night before.

They just stay up all night

lovin' the women and drinkin'

it up and doin' whatever they damn want.

How about a little cream?

- Hey uh, where's your wife today?

- My who?

- Oh, you know, your wife.

- Oh, uh.

Yeah, she's uh, she's a stewardess.

Had an early flight out this morning.

Didn't have no time to

fix me any breakfast.

Whose doughnut is this?

Is this somebody's?

Come on, I'll let you buy me a beer.

(Little chuckles)

What's so funny?

(motorcycle engines)

Little Fauss and Big Halsy

Men and their machine,

motorbike racin' was the game

Always pushin' all for one more win

It takes nerves to take that curve

Nerves of steel, climbin'

that hill, twistin' that grip

(Halsy hoots)

- [Halsy] Come on, yah, yah!

(screams)

Hey, Little Fauss and Big Halsy

Tomorrow's just another day

Another day to race away

One more win, that's all we've gotta do

It takes guts when the going gets rough

You've gotta be tough, give

it your best facin' that death

Little Fauss and Big Halsy

No one hardly knew their name

Win no praise and gain no fame

Always there when the

numbers they were called

Goin' in a rush, chewin' that brush

Gotta move on tomorrow,

they're gone, Sears or bust

(Halsy and Fauss hooting)

- You know, Seal.

We wanna hear a Little's side of it.

Before we start leapin' at conclusions.

- What we got for dessert, Mom?

- I got Whip 'N Wonder, Wet

'N Warm and Slip 'N Serve.

- Well it don't make no never-mind to me.

- Well, whichever, speak up.

- It won't stay with me 20 minutes.

- It just don't sound like Little to me.

Houndin' sheep on a cycle.

- Well where is he then, huh?

- It's not humanitary.

- Look, Frasier done seen him.

He seen him!

- Someone on a cycle,

that don't mean Little.

'Specially bein' two of 'em.

We're the only friends

Little's got, you know that.

He don't have no friends.

Oh come on, let's eat.

(faint buzzing flies)

(faint motorcycle engine)

- Yahoo! Hi, Ma.

- Little!

Where have you been?

(Halsy burps)

(Little groans)

- [Little] Hey Ma, I

just had one beer, Ma.

Hi.

- I'll have my Whip 'N Wonder now, Ma.

- This here's my friend, uh.

My friend.

- Hello, how you doin'?

- Dinner is done.

- Oh, we ate.

- Yeah, we ate already, thank you.

- Howdie Frasier called me up.

He said two bums on bikes was

tearin' up his River Road

Acres 'til he run 'em off!

- But it's okay, we ate.

I think I gotta wash up.

- Now you hold on a minute,

Little, you hold on!

- Son, your father's speaking to you.

- Well, I know that, Mother.

I know that, but I don't feel good.

- I don't wonder.

- Hey babe, you got that

job and wanna look good

you better be clean!

- [Seally] Okay, sideburns.

I told you, I want you two

fellas to hold on a minute!

- Seally, peace.

- My friend sideburns is waitin'

here on a part from Tulsa.

And I was waitin' on a, for

a part, you know, from Tulsa?

And uh, I invited him over.

Uh, for the weekend.

- Just 'til then.

- Just 'til the weekend.

Oh.

Well you know, I think I

should wash up, excuse me.

- I gotta look for a job

for me too in the mornin'.

I can't collect my

unemployment out here 'til May.

You wouldn't know about any

positions of anything open, would ya?

I had a job out in Texas.

But my old lady wouldn't

leave her girlfriends

and go on out there. (chuckles)

They were all right, I mean,

I had this job right up

until Christmas and she

wouldn't come out there.

Well I don't give a damn, I

mean I can get a job over at

Maralinda anytime I want.

- Well I suggest you

just go to Maralinda then.

- Do you want a cup of coffee first?

- Nope, no.

Boy, these flies are

somethin', aren't they?

Where did Little go to?

Hey, buddy.

- Do you want instant frost on your

Whip 'N Wonder, or just plain?

- It don't matter beans to me, Ma.

It don't matter beans at all.

Just go right through me tonight anyway.

(motorcycle engines)

- [Voiceover] Okay, let's

everybody have our attention now.

Let's get your attention here.

Now we've got about three

minutes until starting time or less.

We're gonna have it there

and we're gonna run it right.

Come on now, let's everybody get back.

Let's give these riders

plenty of room now.

- How's it going, Halsy?

- Hell! (spits)

(motorcycle engine)

(country music)

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