The Gumball Rally Page #4

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None of your damn business.

Just move it out.

There's no sign of them anywhere.

Well, they couldn't just

have vanished into thin air.

I'll be a son of a...

Where are you going?

Follow me.

Open it up.

Open it!

Are you happy?

Get it out of here.

It's so easy on these interstates.

Can you imagine making this trip

at 55 miles an hour?

- Fifty-five miles an hour is unsafe.

- It's boring.

That's why it's unsafe.

Well, it's fast enough to kill you, but it's

slow enough to make you think you're safe.

What time have you got?

- Six o'clock.

- Great. Twelve hours.

One-third of the trip.

I think it's terminal.

This is Casey Kasem

on American Top 40.

In Colorado Springs...

...you're listening to Casey Kasem's

American Top 40, on KYFM...

...where the temperature

is now 34 degrees and dropping.

Hey, hey, fella. What's the matter?

You cold or something?

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey. Take it easy, okay?

Everything's gonna be okay.

Stay calm, okay? Stay calm. Okay?

Okay, Dr Pepper?

- Okay.

- Chop-chop. Let's go, huh?

Okay, let's make it. Hey, my man.

Boy, attaboy.

- There's those damn fake cops.

- They see us?

Let's not wait around to find out.

Yeah, it's Oklahoma.

Land of the red man.

Land of the cowboy.

Land of the cow and the dog.

Sailing, Ace.

You're sailing, buddy.

- I don't believe it.

- What?

lt's those guys.

I think they're gonna pull the same stunt.

- They must think you're stupid.

- Yeah...

Boy, that car moves.

Well, put it on 140.

If he catches us, I'll eat my Airedale.

Hey, that's a real sheriff, man.

That is a real sheriff.

I'll get you, you mother...

He lost his engine.

Go get them, fellas. Get them.

Go get them. He went that way.

Catch up to them. Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

I thought you said you could drive.

What the hell you talking about?

There was oil there on the road.

Fill it up, please.

Shut it off. Shut if off.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Where are you going?

- Los Angeles.

- Driving all night?

- Yes.

- Alone?

- Yes.

- You like me?

- Yes.

Excuse, one moment. Don't go away.

I have a small problem.

- A small problem, huh?

- Oh, yeah, I'm sure you do. Forget it...

She's very sweet.

- She's got breasts like ripe melons.

- Forget it, will you? Come on. Let's go.

She's beautiful. She wants me now.

I cannot deny her.

That's impossible.

- She's so sweet. We can make up the time.

- Impossible. Forget it.

- Get in the car, will you?

- No. No, no. I don't get into the car, no.

Okay.

I'll see you later.

Arrivederci, my friend.

- I hate beer.

- Yeah, you hate everything.

- I'm getting real bored lately.

- What you're getting is real boring lately.

- Did you see that one?

- Foreign job.

- Yeah, and it had two girls in it.

- Let's go. Go, go.

We got a terrific stretch of road

the next 25 miles.

Don't do anything weird, Joe.

The last time they locked us up.

Don't worry about it.

These dollies are ready.

Hey, they're kind of cute.

- Oh, you gotta be kidding.

- Yeah.

Maybe I'll just tease them a little bit

and have some fun.

- Howdy, ma'am.

- Howdy, mister.

Hey, where do you wind this thing up?

- Hey, you old enough to drink?

- I'm old enough to do a lot of things.

Did I tell you? Did I tell you? Hey,

slow that thing down. It's gonna break.

- What do you want to do, play doctor?

- Oh, I'm in love. I'm in love.

Sweetheart, if you catch me...

...you can have me.

Are you kidding?

Go. Go.

Go. This is a dream come true.

Get on them.

- Go.

- That was really dumb.

Oh, they'll never catch up with us.

Drive, Earl. Drive.

Well, goddamn,

Franco's gonna miss all the fun.

Goddamn.

- Where's Franco?

- We must have lost him somewhere.

It's a difficult thing to think about

at 2:
00 in the morning.

Well, I guess I can ease up now.

Feeling better?

Oh, my God.

Well?

Andy, I need an inspiration.

- Yes, it's that time of morning.

- Something to make the blood hot.

What would you say

to a bit of Henry V?

Oh, you're a mind reader.

Once more into the breach, dear friends,

once more.

Follow your spirit,

and on this charge cry:

"God for Harry,

England and St. George!"

Christ.

I hope Lapchik the mad Hungarian

sees that.

He came off right here.

He's gotta be down there.

Man, he's gotta be down there.

Hey. Hey, fella, you all right?

They're gonna be leaving Nevada

on Interstate 15.

That's the way they're gonna be coming.

Through this junction.

- We haven't had too much luck before.

- Yeah, but they were forewarned.

They've got CB radios.

They can listen to everything we say.

There was no way around it.

I can't understand how, but they did it.

This time, this time,

it's gonna be planned.

- Really planned.

- Boy, you really want them bad.

Gentlemen, this is Roscoe's last stand.

Don't let go of the accelerator.

For you, you lovely American animal.

Remember Franco.

Quickest man I know.

Bye. Bye.

What the hell?

- She can drive, huh?

- Yeah. Bannon and Graves got by last night.

Well, let them have

their brief moment of glory.

Yeah. We'll be in Nevada pretty soon.

Nevada. Las Vegas.

City le sensuale. The dancing girls

with the bouncing boom-booms.

Oh, shut up, will you, with that.

- Look at that piece there.

- What's that car?

- That's a Rolls Royce.

- Ain't she sweet.

She looks lonely.

I love it, I love it.

Hey, come on, Angie, come on. Let's go.

Come on, let's get her.

Come on, cut that cleaning crap.

Get in the car.

- I wanna get a Coke.

- Get your ass in the car. Come on, Angie.

Angie.

I ain't gonna hurt you.

- Angie.

- Let's look at your bicentennial flag.

Come on, baby, it's gonna be

you, you, me and all my friends.

Hey, send her out.

Oh, jeez.

Hey, come on out, we won't hurt you.

- Come on.

- Get out.

I'm gonna get you, f*ggot.

Go.

You watch that bike.

I'm warning you, you little...

Look what you did.

You got some nerve to go out

and get some Coca-Cola.

Come on, go, go. Let's get them.

Those pigs.

Oh, sh*t, they coming after us.

Oh, you know

what's gonna happen now?

They gonna rape you,

and they gonna kill me.

Really? Maybe they'll kill me

and rape you.

- Do something.

- What?

- I don't know.

- Christ, I hate this country.

Oh, sh*t. Hey, old buddy.

Wake up, man. Lookie here.

- What now?

- Oh, Jesus.

Turn back 6 yards, then punt.

You know, you fellows were doing

just about 90.

Really?

Okay, okay, okay. Cut, cut, cut.

Hey. Hey, man. Was it me?

The line was supposed to be:

"Let me explain."

Oh, damn.

Sure is a funny-looking police car.

Say...

...what police department

you fellas from anyway?

- None.

- Impersonating an officer, huh?

- Turn around. Stand easy against the car.

- Hey.

Oh, come on.

We... We're on film right now.

What do you mean, you're on film?

What, are you making a movie?

Yeah, sure. I mean, the camera's right

up there on that mountaintop.

Well, nobody informed me about that.

Well, that's obvious. I mean, you think

we'd be riding in this rinky-dink police car...

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