Shooting Fish Page #8

Last one's coming forward.

It's over to Peter O'Sullevan.

They're under

starter's orders and off!

In the 57th running

of the K.P.M.G. Challenge Cup...

Mr. Henry's gone out

very quickly...

followed by Wackerjack

and Tender Moments.

Back behind the leaders

is the favorite Old Whiskey...

who looks ready for anything.

Then comes King's Wood

and Canjalopie.

They've traveled

about a furlong...

and it's Mr. Henry making

the running from Louie's Boy...

then Wackerjack, Tender Moments,

on the outside of Vacuum Pack...

running a very strong race

at this stage.

So it's Louie's Boy

and Mr. Henry...

Tender Moments behind these two,

then the gray Vacuum Pack.

Vacuum Pack's an old puffer.

I can't bloody believe this.

Nothing to choose

between the leaders.

You told me to sell him!

Louie's Boy battle it out...

but Vacuum Pack

is threatening them both...

and he's started...

- Come on, baby!

- Whoo!

...and Vacuum pack,

the 16-to-1 shot...

is moving easily and comes

within a length of the lead.

But coming up very fast

is the favorite Old Whiskey...

who looks full of running.

And now, Vacuum...

Sh*t. Come on, Vacuum.

Old Whiskey is coming up

very fast, indeed...

Come on!

It's Vacuum Pack

still from Old Whiskey...

and now Old Whiskey

has taken it up.

Please, do it.

And helium.

Old Whiskey from Vacuum Pack.

He looks like the favorite...

but Vacuum Pack's

coming back to the leader.

Vacuum Pack--

Well, it's amazing!

Vacuum Pack's

found something extra.

I don't know what

he's packing in his Vacuum...

but he's certainly got

the wind in his sails now.

As we head for the line,

Vacuum Pack, Old Whiskey.

There's nothing

to choose between them.

Vacuum Pack, Old Whiskey.

And as they come to the line...

Vacuum Pack

gets there for the...

Whoo!

What a performance

by the gray Vacuum Pack.

Let's get some champagne.

Oh, don't start.

Ohh!

And so,

ladies and gentlemen...

the winner of the 57th

K.P.M.G. Challenge Cup...

Vacuum Pack,

and a warm hand, please...

for the winning jockey,

Bobby Panfield.

We'll pay a stud fee

of 150,000 guineas.

I know Vacuum's

a recent purchase.

I'm sure we can pay you

more than you laid out.

I want that horse.

Name your price.

Thank you, ladies, gentlemen.

Roger, any offers?

All right.

I'll give you the house back.

I'll top that.

Whatever he offers, I'll better.

And 100,000.

Three.

Five hundred thousand.

OK.

Oh, and the Rolls.

I just need you to sign...

Here.

Five hundred...

I knew if we

got the right conditions...

we'd be flying.

Well done.

Marvelous race, Lady Georgina.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, uh...

I forgot to mention that.

Lady Georgina?

You're not cross, are you?

No, you're pleased.

A doctor, a peer of the realm,

and with secretarial skills--

Who'd be cross?

Whoo!

"Pinkworth"?!

What is this?

It's from Mrs. Ross.

I think it's a writ.

It's for Jez.

The circuit diagram

you drew worked.

She wants to license

the Verbitec chip.

Jez, you're a genius.

Doo, doo, doo doo,

doo doo, d-d-d-doo...

Doo doo,

doo doo, doo doo...

Wah wah wah wah,

wah wah, wah wah wah...

Do you know the way to San Jose?

I've been away so long.

I may go wrong and lose my way.

Do you know the way to San Jose?

I'm going back to find

some peace of mind in San Jose.

L.A. is a great big freeway.

Put a 100 down and buy a car.

In a week, maybe two,

they'll make you a star.

Weeks turn into years.

How quick they pass.

And all the stars

that never were...

are parking cars

and pumping gas.

You can really breathe

in San Jose...

They've got a lot of space...

There'll be a place

where I can stay...

I was born and raised

in San Jose...

I'm going back to find

some peace of mind in San Jose.

I was wondering, would you...

Perhaps

you might consider...

Or--or think about...

Possibly...

I think he's trying to ask

if you'd like to kiss him.

Oh, go on, then.

Has the British aristocracy

lost all sense of decency?

I certainly hope so.

I certainly hope so.

Hey, I'm not the type...

To say one thing and do another.

And if it's all right...

I'd kind of like

to be your lover.

'Cause when you're with me...

I can't help but be...

So desperately...

Uncontrollably...

Happy.

And, hey, I'm not the kind...

To fall in love

without good reason.

And if that's a crime...

Then, baby,

I'm committing high treason.

'Cause when you're with me...

I'm absolutely...

And totally

quite uncontrollably...

Happy.

And, hey, I'm not so blind...

That I can't see

where we're all going.

And it's no fault of mine...

If humankind

reaps what it's sowing.

Just as long

as we are together forever...

I'll never

be anything other than...

Happy!

Ohh!

Hey, don't be surprised...

If millions

die in plague and murder.

True happiness lies...

Beyond your fries

and happy burger.

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