Speedway Page #2
- G
- Year:
- 1968
- 94 min
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whatever it is you're picking up.
Yes, sir.
Give me the number where you are,
in case l need to call.
l can't do that.
l'm calling from their trailer.
Their trailer? What if they find you there?
l think they'd love it.
Stevie, l've got an idea.
-ls it good or bad?
-l'll call you again tomorrow.
Really, what you ought to do
is lie down and get yourself a good rest.
l do feel a little beat.
On second thought...
you really ought to stay outside.
Get yourself a lot of fresh air.
That's just what l need, a lot of fresh air.
-Hello!
-Hello.
-Goodbye.
-Wait, l saw her first.
-Bye-bye.
-Why can't l stay? l'm over 21 .
Sometimes l doubt it.
-Where did you come from?
-l rang the bell.
A voice said, ''Come in,'' so here l am.
-That was quite a race you won today.
-Thank you.
You've been in the money now 20 races.
More or less. A pretty girl like you
didn't come here just to talk about racing.
He didn't.
-Oh, no.
-Surprised?
Wait a minute. l know what you think.
But l didn't suggest it. lt was his own idea.
-Of course.
-You've got to believe me.
Obviously, l do.
-Sometimes l think he's five years old.
-Open the door.
Sure, l'll open it, and you're free to go.
l've got a key right....
l got a key somewhere.
lt's in my other pants.
You wait right here. l'll be right back.
See? l knew l'd find it.
l'll unlock the door,
and you're perfectly free to....
Gone.
Okay, everybody. Regroup.
lt's entertainment time
here at The Hangout...
and you all know the rules.
When l hit you with the light,
you gotta get up and do something.
lf you don't, we do something to you.
l'm gonna go last...
Okay with the horns. l can take a hint.
-You're on!
-No, wait a minute. Hold it.
l don't want to.... Wait a minute.
Okay, all right.
-l see a man coming into your life.
-Do you see him leaving, too?
No, there's no window to sneak through,
like some people do.
No, he doesn't leave.
He peers into the crystal ball
and tries to think what to say next.
How about ''goodbye''?
That's too old-fashioned.
Don't you have any imagination, Miss....
Now concentrate.
Keep your eyes on the watch.
Watch the watch.
Your eyes are getting very heavy.
They weigh about 3 pounds each.
You want to tell me your name.
-What is your name?
-This is getting ridiculous.
You're fighting me.
Let's get back to the watch.
Watch the watch.
-Bottoms up.
-Wait a minute.
-When will l see you again?
-Ask your crystal helmet.
with one of my tricks.
-No, thanks. l have a little trick of my own.
-You're cute.
lt will only take a minute.
So will mine.
Trying to get away
with the mustard, too, fella?
-''Too''?
-Ain't it enough you ate six hot dogs?
Six hot dogs?
l really enjoyed them, too, pal.
There you go.
Come and get it.
That smells good.
l'm hungry. l'm starving.
l'm more starving than you are.
Where'd you get this stuff?
l borrowed it from the cook
when he wasn't looking.
Six hot dogs...
potato chips...
coleslaw, three colas...
one diet.
Six hot dogs is $1 .50.
Pop, they're the giant size.
Six giant hot dogs.
That's $1 .90.
-We don't wanna cheat anybody.
-No, Pop.
-l'll just add these up now.
-You forgot the mustard.
-Hi there, Mr. Grayson.
-Hi, Abel.
So l did.
lt looks a little less than half-full.
l'd calculate about 13 and a half cents.
l saw you run today, Mr. Grayson.
You looked like Jack the Bear.
lt kind of reminds me
of when l was driving.
l'll be out there again
as soon as my leg comes around.
You stay off the track.
l got enough competition as it is.
Go on, now.
Ellie, l want you
to take this over to the cook, honey.
That's okay. lt's been taken care of.
Mr. Grayson,
you shouldn't have paid for it.
But, as long as you did,
l'll just sign this over to you.
What is that?
This here is a promissory note for $4.32...
plus 6% interest.
That's for the food we took, including
the half bottle of mustard and a diet cola.
-Yeah, well, okay.
-All right, we can eat now.
Excuse me.
You got a bunch of hungry kids, Abel.
Well, things have been a little slow, lately.
l try to keep them fed
and a roof over their head.
Let's sit down.
The car won't start, so we're living in it.
-''Make the best of life,'' is our motto.
-You're doing a fine job.
They may even vote you
Mother of the Year.
-You think so?
-Sure.
Mr. Grayson.
Gee, you shouldn't have done that...
but l'm glad you did,
on account of the girls.
Tell you what.
l'm going to write you an lOU for the $60.
Let's see....
''lOU $60,'' plus 8% interest.
-8%?
-When it's cash, we raise the rates.
-Mr. Grayson?
-Steve.
-Mr. Steve?
-Ellie wants to talk to you.
Will you stay for supper?
There you go.
l'll give you the biggest part
of my hot dog.
Don't bend it. l'll just take a bite.
We'll have a lollipop for dessert.
l've got a half one hidden.
We'll all take a lick.
That's the best hot dog l ever tasted.
l hate to eat and run,
but l don't eat dessert.
So you can have my lick, okay?
-Bye.
-Bye.
Bye, everybody.
-What's your name?
-Come on. Not me.
-Yeah, you.
-Oh, no.
Come on, rules are rules.
Go out there and wail.
Marvelous, just marvelous.
See what you can do if you try?
Okay, everybody, let's dance.
Choose your partners and then forget 'em.
Hit it.
-You're good.
-Thank you.
While we're dancing,
maybe we can think up a duet.
No, l'm sorry. Someone's waiting.
Who?
-Excuse me.
-Him !
-Paul?
-Yes, Paul.
Bye.
That's the first time
Dado's beat your time all year.
He hasn't got the checkered flag, yet.
There's an old station wagon outside.
Esterlake's? l worked on it
for two hours this afternoon.
They should make a floor lamp out of it.
-That bad?
-The worst.
Where's Kenny?
He trapped somebody in the trailer.
Real nice.
That tickles, silly.
Yes, but everything is perfect:
the night, the mood, and the girl.
And, oh, what a girl.
Gee.
Especially the girl.
She's moonlight...
she's quicksilver...
she's radiant and lovely,
and most of all, she's desirable.
l think l better go. lt's getting late.
But it's only 10:30.
Look.
l better go. You don't mind?
Of course l don't mind.
Why, l wouldn't even want you
to stay here...
unless you wanted to.
lt must be a decision
of your own free will and accord.
You're really very nice.
Most fellows wouldn't be so considerate.
What's that?
l don't know. We'll just have to
turn on the radio and find out.
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is an emergency broadcast.
Attention! All the wild animals in the zoo
have broken loose.
They are roaming the streets of our city.
Stay where you are!
Well, good night.
-Good night?
-Yes, l thought you were going.
-l couldn't go out there.
-Don't you have to go home?
Couldn't l stay here, please?
-ls that your decision?
-Oh, yes.
-Of your own free will?
-Yes.
Look!
Save me!
You're so strong. Please save me.
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