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Little Fauss and Big Halsy Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1970
- 99 min
- 237 Views
Wanted man in California
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City
Wanted man in Ohio
Wanted man in Mississippi
Wanted man old Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight
I might be in Colorado
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Know who I might be
And if you ever see me coming
And if you know who I am
Don't you breathe it to nobody
'Cause you know I'm on the lamb
Wanted man by Lucy Watson
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson
Wanted man in this next town
But I've had all that I wanted
Of a lot of things I've had
And a lot more than I needed
- Move out the way!
(motorcycle engine)
- Huh?
(crowd shouting over each other)
- Come on, dude!
Come on!
- [Voiceover] Come on back.
- [Voiceover] Will ya hurry up?
- There you go.
Hey, dude.
(crowd cheering)
- [Voiceover] Riders let's get ready.
Knock off that conversation,
let's be ready.
That flag can drop any time
is gonna be disqualified.
Ready?
Watch that flag.
(gunshot)
Go!
(crowd cheering and shouting)
(cacophonous motorcycle engines)
- Damnit!
Ya-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
Hey man, get it on!
Hey, get on!
(buzzing motorcycle engines)
- [Little] Hey Hals, you dead?
You okay?
Hey, Halsy?
Hey.
you bird-brained creep.
- [Little] I think I broke my leg, man.
- What the hell did you
- [Little] You hurt any?
- Broke my chain, I think.
(motorcycle engines)
God damnit!
Get out the way!
God damn bike!
- What are you gonna do, Hals?
Halsy, I can't get out of my pants!
My leg's broken.
- Yeah, go on, okay.
Get out!
(motorcycle engines)
(drowned out by engines)
You got matches?
- Matches?
- How the hell am I gonna find you
if when I come back it's dark?
- You'll be back before dark.
They'll send somebody back before dark.
- Oh ho, not these Micky
Mouse Country Road shows, man.
They don't take no responsibility.
You're on your own.
- [Little] Hey, Halsy.
You'll be back before dark,
it's only four o'clock!
- Oh, oh yeah!
Only just light a match
when you hear me comin'.
Just in case.
That's right, you!
- Thanks a lot, you comin' back or not?
I got a broke leg!
- Hey don't panic, man.
You panic in this weather, it'll kill ya.
Here you go.
- What's this?
- That's what to do in case
of snake bite, read it.
(motorcycle engine)
- [Voiceover] Let's everybody
now remember this race
is all for trophies here today, gang.
So let's give everybody a nice hand
when they cross that finish line.
We've still got a lot of riders coming in.
A lot of winners to sort out.
And all of you guys know
that they get one trophy.
Get your machines and get over
there by that trophy case.
All right, now let's get over
there by that trophy case,
what do you say?
- Say, you ought to be a model.
- Oh, babe.
Listen, I'm an expert, do you
know how many races I won?
- Do you have to do that?
- Every time I've come some trophy chick
who thinks she's Ann-Margret.
- I never said I was any Ann-Margret.
- Listen, these hands have held
the b*obs of more top-flight
actresses than trophy girls.
- Well I'm not any
trophy girl, now come on.
Please?
- You got 'em all beat, my dear.
(both laughing)
By a mile.
- [Woman] You.
- [Halsy] Two miles.
- Yeah, but you know they
don't have trophy girls
at desert endures.
- [Halsy] Yeah...
The cheap-asses, all this racing, no ass.
your hands off my things?
know how to take a compliment.
- Well I thank you, but my gosh.
I mean, there's a lot of people here.
It's kind of embarrassing
in public and everything.
- Why?
- Well, I don't know but,
one thing is you haven't
- (laughs) Damned if I don't.
- Yeah.
Hey, what are you doing?
(motorcycle engine)
(crickets chirping)
(coyote howling)
- When are the other guys
gettin' back, Joe and Bill?
Oh, they'll be back here
any minute now, Don.
Hey, would you care for
a cup of coffee, Spike?
How about you, George?
Thank you, Joe.
Well, you're welcome, Fred.
I mean, Bill.
Where you workin' now, Joe?
Oh you know, down by the railroad tracks.
Oh you are? You like it?
Well you know, it's uh, oh yeah.
Oh well, would you care for an orange?
No, I don't wanna ruin my breakfast.
- Hey, dude.
I hate to tear you away
from your friends but,
(woman giggles)
I gotta split.
They got pro races every
weekend out there in California
someplace and if we split out there,
who's gonna know who's you and who's me?
- Somebody's gonna find out.
- You think you're famous?
nobody knows me out there.
So how are they gonna know who's who,
if I'm there with your bike,
your license, your number
and you're standin'
right there to deny it?
- How will we split it up?
- Halfs!
Hold on, excuse me.
All points go automatic
under your name, not mine.
Toward your expert card, your
standing in the nationals
which the way you ride is the
only way you're ever gonna
qualify if somebody race for you.
You're actin' like you're
doin' me a favor, sh*t.
(car horn)
- Seems like a good deal
to me, the way I see it.
- Yeah, for sideburns.
- If I want to race pro...
Where could I race pro around here?
- What are you talkin' about racing for?
You're his tuner, Little.
He's racing, dummy, on your
bike, with your license
'cause he got throwed out.
- Meantime, I could
hit all the main events
across the country, Dad, I
can't do that around here.
- Meantime who pays?
- You know I think he done it on purpose.
- Broke my leg?
- What's a broke leg to his kind?
- You'll have to prove that to me.
- I might just do that.
(car horn)
- Well I gotta go.
- [Halsy] Hey, come on, dude!
(car horn)
- Little?
Little.
(stutters)
The best fortune to you, Little.
But I still don't see no good out of
hookin' up with an
undesirable like that though.
- That goes ditto for me.
- I know what you all mean, you know?
But if I wanna race, there's
a lot I can learn from him.
And uh...
There's a few things
Anyway.
What else is there to do?
So, um.
I got nothin' to lose.
(car horn)
- Dear god!
(truck engine revving)
(cacophonous motorcycle engines)
- [Voiceover] Wait a minute.
As Fauss went by out there,
he just took the front wheel
right off of number 80.
(cacophonous motorcycle engines)
- Halsy, come on!
- Come on, Halsy!
Come on, baby!
Come on, Halsy!
- Hey, man.
Great, Halsy. Great, man.
Hey, out of sight, man.
- Man this bike, woo!
Use them other scooters for traction!
- One more lap, wasn't even half a mile,
you would have been first.
- You know what even second pays?
$30.
Screw first!
- Hey.
Beer's on you for a week.
- Beer nothin', I'm gettin' me a pint!
(crowd shouting over each other)
He fell right into my groove,
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