Need for Speed Page #7

the night my brother died.

Yeah. He was.

I wish I could give you those years back.

Anita,

I need a car.

I'm sorry, Tobey.

So am I.

Why wouldn't he destroy it?

TOBEY:
I have no idea.

I guess some people

just don't think they'll ever get caught.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

How is she?

Arm is broke. Waiting on the CAT scan.

(SIGHS)

Hey.

How you feeling?

Um...

Beat up.

But I'm fine.

You know, uh...

You are not the girl I thought you were.

Well, you learn a lot about a person

when they've been hit by a truck.

What are you gonna do about tomorrow?

I found a car.

Do I wanna know

where you found the car?

No, you don't.

Is it fast?

It's fast enough, yeah.

Do it for Pete.

What?

This is for Pete.

Yeah.

This is, by far, the best De Leon

I've ever put together.

This is my David, man. This is my Pieta.

This is my Soup Can.

Is it possible to get a laptop?

Sure. I'll be right back.

Psst.

Hey, what's up, baby?

What's your name?

Right.

Uh, do you have an iPad

I can borrow? Please?

MONARCH:
We've got our lineup.

Each driver takes his spot

at the starting line.

In the first row is English Paul

in a Bugatti Veyron

and Dino Brewster

in his Lamborghini Elemento.

Row two is the Gooch in a Saleen S7.

Texas Mike is in the McLaren P1.

The third row has Johnny V

in his GTA Spano.

I'm looking at $7 million in cars

and thousands of horsepower.

Winner takes all.

Losers, y'all can walk home.

No sign of Tobey Marshall.

I don't really know

what all that's about, but I...

Hold up. Wait, hold on.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Wait a minute, now.

A sixth car has just arrived,

but I can't, uh...

Tobey Marshall just

stepped out of a red Agera.

Well! Maybe the little tart was right

about there being three Koenigseggs

the day Pete died.

You like the car I brought?

Because I know the cops will.

Oh, and by the way,

I think this belongs to you.

(ENGINES REVVING)

(HEART BEATING)

Tobey Marshall and Johnny V

are battling for fifth.

You got it, you got it, you got it.

And Johnny V is off the road.

Come on, come on, come on!

(PANTING)

PILOT:
Golden Gate, this is H1.

I got ops on them.

Westbound 128.

Tobey Marshall's gonna roll the dice

and try to split the Saleen and the P1.

- Yo, yo, yo.

- And he does it.

Yo, that's my dude

right there. That's my dude.

- Ladies and gentlemen...

- Y'all come check this out.

Marshall's balls have just been located

and they are very, very large.

Texas Mike in the McLaren is now fifth,

Tobey is now running fourth.

Dino Brewster, you better

watch your ass, son.

Suspects approaching

150 miles per hour.

H1 will try to stall them.

All units, 10-3.

I've got flying cops.

I've got flies in the ointment.

I got CHP in the air all over the course.

You add cops to the race

and people get...

Racers should race,

cops should eat donuts.

PILOT:
All units, disregard the spike

strips. They're moving too fast.

They'll get past the deployment spot.

Let's try the rolling block instead.

18-4, roger?

OFFICER:
18-2, six on Code 3.

Rolling block in formation, check.

(SIREN WAILING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELPING)

(SIGHS)

The Gooch in the Saleen

has been totally taken out.

I can't believe what I'm seeing.

British Paul holds first,

Dino is still in second,

Tobey Marshall moves into third.

Yeah, boy.

All right, brother, keep it going.

PILOT:
Dispatch,

officers involved in TC.

I need rescue, now.

All units, they TC'd

into two of our officers.

Be advised, five suspect vehicles

are entering the tree line.

Consider using lethal force.

They're at mile marker 27.

(ALL GASPING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

PILOT:
Dispatch,

confirm rescue is rolling.

We have another officer down

as well as another suspect.

18-5, are you set up for the pit?

18-5 in position.

PILOT:
Suspects approaching

on a five count.

18-5, countdown begins.

Five,

four,

three,

two,

one.

18-5, perfect pit. Lead suspect down.

Uh, I'm hearing over scanners,

the Bugatti has just got taken out.

Man. Wait a minute...

Wait a minute, Tobey Marshall has

somehow just taken the lead.

Dino Brewster is running last

in third place?

(BOTH CHEERING)

- Are you kidding me?

- Hold that lead! Hold that lead!

And then there were three.

PILOT:
We need containment

set at Navarro Bridge.

OFFICER:
H1, Mendo PD

is Code 3 to Navarro Bridge.

They're coming up

to the race marker to the bridge.

Tobey is clearly running first.

I can't believe it.

The blue collar kid from Mount Kisco

is trying to wear Cinderella's slipper.

That's my dude! Mount Kisco, let's go!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

By the way, these cop cars,

they top out at about 130.

Hold them back, baby! Hold them back.

Good luck catching up,

Smokey. I'll tell you who wins.

Come on!

(GRUNTS)

(EXHALES)

PILOT:
Dispatch,

another suspect is down.

Only two remaining.

(EXHALES)

The Elemento just flicked

the P1 into a roll.

We're down to Tobey Marshall

and Dino Brewster.

This ain't just about racing.

Don't do it. Tobey, don't let him do it.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GRUNTS)

Tobey Marshall just let

the Elemento get by him.

- Nice move.

- That kid better wake up.

Wake up, Tobey!

Wake up and smell

that $2 million Lambo in your pocket.

Don't do it, brother.

It's not worth it. You can beat him.

Pete... I need you, pal.

Okay, let's go.

(GRUNTS)

MONARCH:
Oh, jeez,

Dino took a swing and missed

and flipped the Elemento.

(CHEERING)

Dino Brewster is out. Down goes Dino!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

MONARCH:
Tobey is

the last man standing!

He's gonna win the De Leon!

He's gonna win the De Leon!

The Marshall kid from Mount Kisco!

He's gonna make a milk run to victory!

That's right!

That's my boy! That's my dude!

That's right. Give me space.

I'm about to twerk it out.

MONARCH:
Tobey is

the last man standing!

- Get it. Hit it, hit it.

- He's gonna win the De Leon!

I can't believe what I'm seeing!

The kid from Mount Kisco!

The blue collar kid!

Whoo!

(COUGHING)

Wait! Wait.

What are you doing?

- What are you doing?

- Why are you stopping?

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(COUGHING)

Come on. Come on.

(GRUNTING)

Come on.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Good. This is for Pete.

(GROANS)

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(ENGINE POWERING DOWN)

OFFICER:
Let me see your hands!

Let me see your hands!

Now!

Stand up! Keep your hands

where I can see them.

FEMALE OFFICER ON RADIO: 18-7,

Euro plates Sam-Mary-Harry, 2-2-8,

registered to a Dino Brewster.

Well, now, hold on, cretins.

I'm hearing over the scanners

that the Koenigsegg

does indeed belong to Dino

and that's the missing

evidence that killed Pete.

Huh.

Well, then it looks

like Dino, Dino bambino

is going away for a long, long time.

Well, kiddos, it looks like Tobey himself

is gonna enjoy

three hots and a cot in the pokey

for illegal street racing.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

I don't know, Tobey.

A few months in jail

to prove your innocence.

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