The Cannonball Run
- PG
- Year:
- 1981
- 95 min
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What do you say
when there are no words
Feel it
Feel a song
that's never been heard
Sing it
How do you know
when you hear the call
Answer
What do you do
when you've done it all
Ball
THE CANNONBALL RUN
Cannonball
It's not what you do
it's how you do it
Be anything you want to be
It's not what you got
it's how you use it
You be you and I'll be me
It's just a matter of style
You can't fake it
If you've got the soul
You can make it
Move 'em out, let 'em roll
From sea to shining sea
Ball
Cannonball
What do you do
when the mountain is there
Move it
How do you answer
the challenging dare
Take it
When your back's against the wall
Feel it
What do you do
when you've done it all
Cannonball
It's not what you do
it's how you do it
Be anything you want to be
It's not what you've got
it's how you use it
You be you and I'll be me
It's just a matter of style
You can't fake it
If you've got the soul
You can make it
Move 'em out
Let 'em roll
From sea to shining sea
Ball
Headquarters, we are still
in pursuit of the black Lamborghini.
Car 42, you've been in pursuit
for two hours.
Another five minutes,
and you'll be in Arizona.
Yeah, and we're gonna stay in pursuit
until we catch him.
It didn't take us that long
to catch Dillinger.
Hi, guys.
- You're two hours late.
- I'm sorry.
Where the hell you been?
I'm sorry.
Fuel-injection system...
It's driving me crazy.
I'm really sorry I'm late, but one
of my hamsters had an anxiety attack.
I couldn't leave him
until he was settled down.
He was acting so crazy.
He ate a piece of tail.
And Henrietta wasn't even
bothering him.
Then he ate his treadmill.
They got vets for that.
We got other things to worry about.
Hamsters are a big responsibility.
Let me paint you a mental picture,
all right, Victor?
I want you to think of your hamsters
as a little army...
marching along on a treadmill...
running their little legs off,
running as fast as they can...
making that engine just
Oh,j.j. What a wonderful way
to put it.
Wouldn't it be great if we could share
winning the Cannonball with them?
That would be a real team effort...
you, me, the hamsters and him.
Don't start with him.
I don't want to talk about him.
- If you need any help...
- I don't want to talk about him.
- Sir james!
- Oh, my God. You again?
Fenderbaum, do me a favor.
You're drawing flies.
Get the hell out of here.
Wait a minute, Greek.
Only thing I want to know is...
how are you figuring the odds
on this Cannonball cockamamie?
It takes brilliance
and years of hard work...
and you wouldn't understand
any part of that.
Do me a favor.
A race is a race, right?
in the Cannonball is drive steady...
stay out of trouble
and have a good cover.
Do you know what that is?
You want to talk
or do you want to bet?
Anti- radar paint,
turbocharged,j.j.
Nobody can stop us now.
Nobody.
What are you, some kind of nut?
Who do you think you are?
I am Captain Chaos.
And this...
This is my faithful companion, Cato.
Say hello, Cato.
Been a cop long?
Funny!
You wanna talk or you wanna bet?
- You got 50 to 1.
- And you know what you got?
You got yourself a bet.
Twenty big large ones.
That's a million dollars.
If you win.
I don't know if you know my partner.
Jamie, you remember jimmy the Greek.
Jamie Blake.
You used to drive
that Formula One...
when high- button shoes
were in style.
Let me tell you something, Greek.
We got a secret weapon.
- God is our copilot.
- You'll need him.
"God is our copilot"?
- Remember our car?
- Yeah.
- Two seats?
- Two seats.
Where's he gonna sit?
Where?
Listen to me, El Porko.
We're not in the Indianapolis 500.
We can't have a car with numbers on it.
- We have to camouflage the car somehow.
- Like what,j.j.?
How about a limousine
with diplomatic plates?
I know. A bloodmobile.
They'd never stop
a bloodmobile, would they?
Ice cream truck!
An ice cream truck!
You know. They got to get there
before it melts.
Terrific.
- We're out of beer, Victor.
- Sorry.
Take it easy! You're acting crazy
since this Cannonball thing!
I'm gonna pull in here
and get some beer, all right?
How about an armored personnel carrier?
They wouldn't stop that, would they?
Hey, don't bother to park.
I'll be right out.
Thank you.
We could get a black Trans Am.
No, that's been done.
Hello, Mother.
I trust you've had a pleasant day.
A nightmare.
A living nightmare.
You are killing me, Seymour...
killing me a slow death
with this idiot spy business.
- Mother, you don't understand.
- What is there to understand?
I'm looking at my son,
Seymour Goldfarb,jr...
son of Seymour Goldfarb,
God rest his soul...
and heir to the Goldfarb Girdles
fortune.
And what is he doing?
Walking around, acting...
like he was some goy movie star
named Roger Moore.
And for this I sent you
to the best schools?
For this I'm spending 8,000
on orthodontia work?
For this I'm going broke
paying that Beverly Hills analyst?
And now...
this.
The sleep-in maid found it
under your pillow this morning.
What is the meaning of this?
The meaning, Mother dear,
is a quick death.
I warned you not to interfere
in my affairs.
Seymour, put that away.
It's liable to go off.
I'm terribly sorry, Mother...
but you know too much.
You see, in my business...
even the deepest family relationships
aren't worth a farthing.
Farthing, schmarthing.
Zie gezunt, Mama.
Where did I go wrong?
You know something, Mama?
You're too jewish.
with a nice, plain- jane Chevy...
with a truckload
of Sidewinder missiles.
J. J., maybe you should slow this down
just a little bit.
- I can't hear you.
- I said, you're making waves.
- You're bothering the people.
- What the hell does going too fast...
got to do with being
in the Cannonball?
J. J., you're making very big waves.
How are ya?
You guys are lucky.
You tore the heck out of that boat.
- You all right, Victor?
- Oh, I'm fine,j.j.
It only hurts when I point.
You know, maybe
it would've been better...
if you didn't pay
so much attention to those girls.
- Nobody's perfect.
- That's true.
Nobody's perfect...
but him.
Sorry.
How far is it
to the hospital?
- About ten miles.
- Oh, yeah?
How long will it take us
to get there?
About four or five minutes.
You can smoke through traffic like
shot through a gun in this thing.
Camel.
Not the Camel, schmuck. Winston.
Starting tomorrow, you and George
will be riding in the car with me.
Yes, sir.
How goes your driving, my brother?
Allah be praised, dear sister.
the lightning bolts from the heavens.
And I suppose you still intend
to go through that race...
with the infidel Americans.
Cannonball will fall...
to the forces of Islam!
My dear sister, I pledge it!
Drink! Drink!
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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