The Snake and Mongoose Chronicles: Episode 1 Page #9

change, right?

Mm-hmm.

My priority is to beat you

and everybody else here.

- All right.

- Okay, I'm going to go sit down.

Jamie, it was good to see you.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Come on, Dad.

Let's get back to the car.

Guys, don't forget this is my event.

Hell, you watch TV.

You know this whole year's

been mine.

Well, not if I take it from you.

And here they come,

as the noise level picks up.

They're almost tied on elapsed

time from the first round.

What a beautiful race,

a fantastic race.

And the win lights call it.

Don Prudhomme,

6.31, 225...

Hey, bud.

- Hey, buddy, wake up.

- Hmm?

Your mom's here.

Oh. Must have dozed off.

Yeah.

Maybe spending all day at the track

is a little bit too much for you.

No. I want to be here.

I know.

Look, your mom...

thinks it might be a good idea for

you stay close to home for a while.

I do too.

But I want to be with you.

Well, hey, I'm taking a break.

I'm going to be close to home too.

Dad, you got to race.

And leave you?

No, sirree.

I'll be fine.

No, can't do it.

I'll get better faster.

Really?

It's that important to you?

I want you to beat Snake in Indy.

Promise?

Yeah, buddy. I promise.

- That was incredible.

- I know.

You had to carry him over here.

It's nearly 11:
00.

Please tell me you made it

to the finals.

Nah, Don won it.

Made it to the quarters, though.

Jamie wanted to stay

and watch Snake win.

He wants me to keep racing.

I told him I would.

If you were any kind of father, you'd

stay close to home no matter what.

Now, that ain't fair.

Okay? He's the one

begging me to go back.

Just try to make it home

every few weeks.

I told him if

he's doing good, that...

you know, maybe he can come

out for the SummerNats,

Indy too.

Torn, you know that's not possible.

The doctor said

he had to stay close to home.

Yeah.

- Well, I got to get going.

- Yeah.

Stay in touch.

Yeah, you too.

Ooh, yeah

Time

Is taken away too soon...

PRUDHOMME VS. McEWEN

FUNNY CAR - FINAL

The great battle may be here,

"The Snake" Don Prudhomme

versus "The Mongoose" McEwen.

Funny cars are away.

This is for the Spring

National title.

Close. Prudhomme...

gets the advantage.

Don Prudhomme has won again,

a 240 mile-an-hour top speed,

6.07 for the quarter mile.

Prudhomme, "The Snake."

And they're gone

We're left to answer the call

To carry on

Another day

Carry on

'Cause it's the only way

Carry on

Tears will come.

Oh, no.

- Hi.

- Come here.

- You're home early.

- Come on.

Here. Take her.

- We got the sponsorship done.

- Oh. Nice.

Sent the boys home early, didn't I?

- You want a drink?

- No, thank you.

No, thank you. Shh.

How's my number one girl

doing, huh?

I'm tired.

We weren't talking

to Mommy, were we?

No, I know you want to play.

I know.

Hey, Tom.

- Oh, hey there, Wendy.

- What you working on?

Oh, the engine.

The engine.

It looks good.

So why don't you call tonight,

take me to our spot,

and we can have some fun.

Yeah, I...

can't really play that game

anymore, Wendy.

Are you sure you're the Mongoose?

I'm pretty sure.

So long, Tom.

- Hey, buddy.

- Hi, Dad.

- How's it going?

- How's it going with you?

Hey, it looks like you know exactly

how it's going with me, huh?

He's keeping an eye on you.

Seems to be the only thing

he talks about lately.

Looks like Snake's

biting Mongoose again, huh?

Yeah, yeah. He always

saves his best for us.

But we'll get him in Indy,

right, Dad?

Oh, you bet we're going

to get him in Indy.

You rest for a minute,

sweetie, okay?

Come right back, Dad.

I could play some cards.

Hey, yeah, champ,

I'm going to be right back, okay?

What the hell happened? He looked

pretty good two weeks ago.

His body rejected

the last bone-marrow transplant.

The doctors say that's it.

They can't do another one.

- It's okay, Tom. He knows.

- He knows?

Are you kid...

Well, how bad is it?

I mean, how much longer

does he have?

Six months...

six weeks... it's hard to say.

Well, maybe you're right.

Right about what?

Sticking around more.

I wasn't right, Torn.

In fact, I couldn't

have been more wrong.

All Jamie ever talks about

is Tom "The Mongoose" McEwen.

You've been his hero since the first

time he knew what a dragster was.

He talks the staffs ear off

about you and Don.

Drag racing has made...

what life he has had special.

Everybody loves Jamie.

Nice service, huh?

Oh, hey, you remember this one?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

What's that, Lions?

'63, '64?

It's March '63,

day after Jamie was born.

Hell, you couldn't wait to come

out and try to kick my ass.

I did, too.

Yeah, you and that damn holeshot.

Man, he used to love

coming down here

ever since he was a little kid.

I used to let him torque

the heads on the old hemis.

Just to hear the sound

of the wrench click.

- He loved that.

- Yeah.

So what are you going

to do now, Torn?

Do?

I'm done.

I was racing for Jamie.

Now he's gone, so...

Yeah, I know.

Remember I thought I was done

after that Nicoll's crash?

How you stayed on me?

"What do you got left, Snake?

What do you got left, Snake?"

You got a bunch of guys

rooting for you, Tom.

Nobody wants you

to shut it down, you know?

I did already win Indy,

like, six times.

Guess you could just sit here

and let me win it again.

What would Jamie want you to do?

I'd like to welcome

each and every one of you to this,

the final day of the U.S. Nationals

here at Indianapolis Raceway Park.

Joining me here today

is Steve Evans,

who can tell us just how big

this event really is.

Dave, the magnitude

of this 24-year-old U.S. Nationals

is just awesome...

over 1,000 participants,

over $400,000 in cash awards,

a 200-acre racing

facility, 1,000 workers,

about $15 million pumped

into the Hoosier economy.

100,000 people are ready.

I'm certainly ready for the finals

of the granddaddy of all drag

races, the U.S. Nationals.

We'll be back with racing from

the Nationals in just a moment.

Cutting it pretty close,

Mother Goose.

Yeah.

Going to whip your ass today.

All right, Tommy.

We can do it, Dad.

The word through the pits

is that Beadle is back.

The driver of the Blue Max,

Raymond Beadle,

against Tom McEwen.

Beadle recorded a 5.98-second

elapsed time in qualifying.

He was number-one qualifier.

That time has since

been beaten, though,

by Prudhomme's 5.97 seconds.

Beadle won the Nationals back in

1975 and would love to repeat,

but he's got his hands full here.

And it's Tom McEwen at

the finish line, 6.18.

- A 6.18.

- Bring it on.

Back at the U.S. Nationals,

the semifinal round

of Funny Car eliminator.

A pair of Californians.

Lil' John Lombardo recording

one of the quickest

elapsed times of his career,

6.07 seconds,

in the previous round.

And he'll need every bit of it

as he races Don Prudhomme,

the defending champion

and three-time world champion,

equaling the national record

for funny cars

just a few rounds earlier

at 5.97 seconds.

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