Red Line 7000 Page #2

Synopsis: The story of three racing drivers and three women, who constantly have to worry for the lives of their boyfriends. Jim Loomis and Mike Marsh drive for Pat Cassarian. Jim expects his fiancée Holly, but before she arrives, he dies in a race. Since she hasn't got the money to travel back, she stays. The young and very ambitious talent Ned Arp joins the team and immediately starts wooing Pat's sister Julie. Third in the team is womanizer Dan McCall, who brings with him his current girlfriend Gabrielle from Paris. So the basic theme of this soap is "Who with whom?"
Genre: Action, Drama, Sport
Director(s): Howard Hawks
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
5.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
60%
APPROVED
Year:
1965
110 min
23 Views


Oh? Well, maybe you

better tell me about it.

I'll, uh, tell you later, pat.

Pat kazarian, aren't you?

- Yes. Yes, I am.

- I'm Holly macgregor.

Holly.

Jim said the only reason

he'd leave California

is to drive one of your cars.

Yeah, well maybe he should've

stayed in California.

Yeah, maybe he should have.

Yeah.

Well, uh,

wh-what's going on?

Um, I was just going to ask Holly

what she's going to do now.

Get a job.

Save enough money to

go back to California.

Well, maybe we can help.

Thanks just the same.

I think it would be better

if I got some work to do.

Maybe we know somebody.

Um...

Uh, who do we know?

- Well, I know you.

- And I know you.

I can see you're going to be

just what I need.

Look I don't think you have

to worry, Holly, about a job just yet

because I just talked to bill France at the

race track just before I came over here.

It seems that Jim loomis turned over

his insurance to you

- just before the race.

- Oh no.

In a couple days

you should get $10,000.

I couldn't take it.

Well, he had no family. You're all he had.

I can't take it.

You mind if I ask why not?

Because I didn't know whether i

loved Jim or I just needed him.

- And now I'll never know.

- Well, he loved you.

Do you get paid for being loved?

Well, uh, Jim would have said,

"hell, it's only money."

He would have wanted

you to have it.

Do you always say

the right thing, Mike?

Mmm, no not always.

Now, do we have that settled?

Ok maybe we can

get some work done, huh?

Uh, listen uh...

Make yourself at home.

We'll be back about 7:00

to take you to dinner.

- Thanks.

- See you then.

Bye.

Should have known it was you.

You have our reservations?

You didn't phone.

Well, I guess we better go someplace else.

If you get hungry, come back.

- I'm hungry.

- Maybe I can get you a table.

That's sweet.

Lindy, this is Holly macgregor.

Holly, Lindy Bonaparte

- hi.

- Hi.

- Bonaparte?

- Yeah, husband's name.

Only thing he left me.

And this watch. Come on.

- Hi, spike.

- Hello, Mike

- hi, spike.

- Hello, pat.

Hi, pat.

Here, Holly.

Thank you.

- By the way, pat.

- Hmm?

Last Friday night after you

left here,

I found this

lighter on your table.

- It's got Jim's initials on it.

Yeah, it was his.

- Here.

- You keep it.

No. I got all

the mementos I can use.

Maybe somebody could,

you know...

How about the girl he was going to marry?

The one he was expecting here.

Looked all around the funeral and

didn't see any strange faces.

I guess she didn't get here.

She got here. She just

didn't go to the funeral.

Oh, what kind of a girl would...

Me and my big mouth.

You're the girl, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

Sorry.

Well, you must be ok. Or you

wouldn't be here with them.

I spoke out of turn.

I'll see you later.

Mr. kazarian?

Yeah.

I wonder if we could talk

with you for a minute.

You guys don't waste any time, do you'?

Well, it's just that...

Yeah, I know, I know. Alright, let's

go right over here.

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

- Who are they?

- Uh, race drivers.

After Jim's job, aren't they?

Oh, sure.

I suppose somebody's

got to take his place.

I can't figure you.

Why?

Well, you said somebody's got

to take his place.

That makes sense.

This morning you said Jim died

because you were bad luck.

Well, that doesn't

make sense at all.

Jim died because he was running

too fast over the red line.

Engine blew, locked up,

and he lost control.

Well, that sounds to me like

it was his fault, not yours.

Mike, if what happened to me

happened to you,

how do you think you'd feel?

I can't answer that, but i

know somebody who could.

That girl you just met, Lindy,

the one who owns this place?

Well, she was married to a

driver and he was killed.

She fell for another guy. He was a

driver, too, and he was killed.

She didn't go around

crying it was her fault.

Damn you, Mike.

She just decided she fell in

love with the wrong profession.

Now she's got herself a nice man.

A bank teller. He sits all day in one

of those little wire cages and she's happy.

I'm glad. I just hope

nobody holds up the bank.

Well, if anybody does,

they'll get a lot of money.

I told him if a man comes in

with a stocking over his face

don't wait to be asked,

just give it to him.

- Right on time for a drink.

- You always do.

- Am I forgiven?

- Of course.

- Hi.

- Hello.

I thought you were a boy.

Well, I'm not.

Well, it's just that the way you

rode that thing I thought you were.

Don't you think a girl can ride one

of "those things" as you call them?

Not unless they're an

awful lot like a boy.

Well, anybody with half an eye can see...

- Hey, don't get mad.

- I'm not mad.

Alright, alright. I'm sorry.

- You're a female.

- Thanks.

Of course I am. You act like I'm a...

See? You're not even

sure yourself.

Yes, I am, 'cause if I were a

guy, I'd deck you right now.

There you go now thinking

like a boy again.

Look, mister, you're very

not funny, you know that?

Morning, Julie.

What's going on?

Hey, you're pat kazarian, aren't you?

- That's right.

- I'm ned arp.

How are you?

I, uh, see you met my sister.

- Yeah, we met.

- What are you arguing about?

Nothing.

Mr. kazarian, I'd

like to talk to you...

Yeah, I know what you'd

like to talk to me about

you'd like Jim loomis'

ride, right?

That's right.

Arp, you're about the 10th hotshot

that's been after me today. You know that?

Well, you're going to need somebody.

Well, how do you know I don't

have somebody in mind?

Who?

I don't know that that's

any of your business.

Well, it isn't exactly but I'll bet

everything I've got I can out drive him.

- You're that good, huh?

- I'm that good.

You know, if I believed every

story that was laid on me,

I'd wind up with a dozen a.J. Foyts,

Fred lorenzens, and parnelli joneses.

- Pat?

- What?

Why don't you let him

show what he can do?

Because I don't

really believe that...

You got a hunch, kitten?

Kind of.

Where you from'?

Where you from'?

Darlington.

Where'd you get your start?

Same way you did.

Midgets, jalopies, dirt tracks.

Been winning them all, huh?

No, I haven't, not a damn thing.

Oh. Why not'?

Well, I haven't been able to afford

anything that could win.

Now, you think if you had a car,

you could, uh, you could win?

That's right. That's why I came to you.

Because I want to win.

Joe, Mike and kato at the track'?

They left about a half hour ago.

- You know where the test track is?

- No.

You got anything you can follow me in?

Well, if you don't go too fast.

Alright. Let's go.

I suppose you're coming,

too, kitten.

Yeah. I'll take

my bike over.

- Hi, pat.

- Hi.

Hello, Julie.

Mike, I want to use your car.

Oh, sure, but kato and I were just...

Yeah, just for a of couple laps.

Well, we were gonna do a little work...

Yeah, I know, I know.

Arp?

There's your car. Just get the feel

of it. Stroke it a couple of laps.

Don't set any world's records.

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George Kirgo

George Kirgo (born George Blumenthal; March 26, 1926 – August 22, 2004) was an American screenwriter, author and humorist. more…

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