Turbo Page #5

to be my best friend it would be..."

Guy Gagn!

Yes, yes. "Gagn, Gagn!"

You know, food trucks

are actually very popular these days.

And I tell you what,

I do love a good torta.

Yeah!

And would you look at those t-shirts?

It is amazing what you can do

on your printer at home.

Tito, you better know what you're doing.

Here you go, little snail.

Now you've got the best seat in the house.

Oh, no. Nope.

This isn't happening.

I gotta get out of here.

Stay here. I'll be right back.

Help! Let me out. Let me out!

Breathe.

Good afternoon and welcome

to what has become the most

anticipated and unprecedented

running of the Indianapolis 500.

So, without further ado,

ladies and gentlemen, and snail,

start your engines!

It's like an earthquake!

I love it. Is it weird that I love it?

Everyone, off the track, please.

See you in the winner's circle,

garden snail.

Easy to the peasy, baby.

Everything's gonna be fine, okay?

We can do this, right?

I wish I was tiny,

so I can give you a hug.

Get off the track!

Okay, okay, I'm going!

Good luck out there, Turbo!

Did anybody bring earplugs?

What?!

I can't watch this.

The pace car is off

and the parade laps are underway.

Only moments until the green flag drops,

and history is made here at Indianapolis.

Let's do this.

And the race is on!

You go, Turbo!

Turbo, struggling out there.

Looks like the party is over

for the motoring mollusk.

He's getting killed out there.

What have we done?

Whoa. That snail is history.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Come on, garden snail.

Get your head in the game!

Go, go, go!

All right, go, go, go!

Come on!

We're supposed to be a team, here!

We're trying.

It's a snail.

There's not that much to do.

That's it. This pit crew

is officially under new management.

Now, this is how it's done. Air jack.

Jack-tivate.

-Lube.

-Applied liberally.

Detailing.

Wax on, wax off.

-Fuel!

-Down the hatch.

Chug! Chug! Chug!

Foot massage.

You know it.

Relaxing vibes.

Own it, brother.

Now, de-lax those vibes!

Are you crazy?

Yeah, I'm crazy!

What made you think I was sane?!

I don't know how to...

-Are you a car?

-No.

Are you a car?

No!

Then stop driving like one!

Now get out there. Snail up, baby!

Go, T-boogie, go!

Gagn with a commanding lead now.

Followed by Claudio Cruz,

Shelby Stone and Takao Noguchi.

Go!

Come on.

Snail up.

Snail up!

Yes!

I don't believe it!

Turbo just went under a car!

Did you see that?

Despite a rocky start,

it looks like Turbo is gaining some ground.

Yeah! Now we're talking!

Where is he? Where is he?

He passed another one!

Yeah!

That's my brother, right there.

That's the back of his head!

Go, go, go! Left turn! Left turn!

Yeah! Left turn!

Turbo maneuvers past Shelby Stone

and into second place!

He is hot on Gagn's heels!

The snail's not going away, Guy.

All right, I know, I know!

These racers better watch it

coming into turn four.

This late in the race,

that outside edge is full of marbles.

And you don't want to play

with these marbles, kids.

That rubber peeling off the tires

can be a minefield for these drivers.

Here we go.

Turbo!

Oh, no.

Oh, man.

What are we gonna do?

If he takes another hit like that last one...

You gotta pull him, Tito.

I'm sorry, Little Amigo. It's over.

Hey.

We got this far. It's good enough.

No, it's not.

With the green flag about to be waved,

it looks like a mere formality at this point.

Gagne, just five laps away from victory.

Wait a minute!

Turbo is still in this thing!

What?

Whoa! What happened there?

Come on, come on!

No!

Theo!

No!

Not this time. Come on!

Come on, Turbo. Come on, Turbo.

Come on,

just hold in there a little longer.

No!

No!

Farewell, little snail.

Unbelievable! Turbo takes the lead.

Snail-style, baby!

Bad idea. Bad idea.

And the white flag is in the air

as we enter the 200th and final lap.

Turbo weaving between lapped cars

like a snail possessed.

He is determined to hold onto his lead.

No!

I will not lose to a snail!

Gagne is in the marbles!

Guy, what are you doing?!

Theo!

Turbo!

The track is backed up

all the way down the front straight.

It's complete gridlock down there.

I can't see him. I can't see him.

Guy, are you okay?

Where am I?

There he is.

Theo.

Let's finish this.

Oh, no.

Turbo.

No, no, no.

Theo, what are you doing? Don't give up.

Hey! Where are you going?

No, no!

Get back here! No, wait!

No! Little snail!

Theo!

Is that Chet?

Now, I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear

what I clearly just heard.

Salt!

Crows?! Are you kidding me?!

Long time no see, Chet!

Hey! Don't test me, crow.

White Shadow!

Nice moves back there, boo.

Is this really necessary?!

No, man. But it's fun.

Theo!

Theo!

Chet?

Finish this!

I can't.

Oh, yes, you can.

You're right, you know.

It is in you. It's always been in you.

Now, I did not just face

every fear known to snail-kind

to come down here

and watch you hide in your shell.

I'm sitting on a crow,

for crying out loud!

Don't even think about it.

And my little brother never gives up.

That's the best thing about you.

So, you get out there

and you win this...

Turbo.

He's still going.

Son of a gun.

Come on, come on!

Unbelievable! The race is back on!

-Excuse me.

-Excuse me.

Little Amigo!

Hey, snail!

He's gradually gaining on you!

Come on! Come on!

Turbo! Tuck and roll!

And Turbo wins it by a shell!

That's what I'm talking about!

Chet! Chet!

Turbo!

Chet!

We won, right? We just won?

We won.

Hey, everybody!

My brother won the Indy 5,000!

Wow. That's so romantic.

Hey, Angelo. We did it!

We did it. We did it!

Free tacos for everybody!

Snail power, baby!

Mom.

Hey, Gagn! Why don't you pick on

someone your own size?

-You big bad boy!

-Security!

I step on you! Do you like that?

-Sleeper hold!

-All right.

Let go of me! I'm just an old lady!

Kim Ly Nail Salon!

That's our snail!

It's like I always said, Little Amigo,

you are amazing!

Okay, wait.

Just keep your eyes closed

until I say so, okay?

Tito, this is stupid.

Ta-da!

Hello, Angelo. Let's get cooking.

Boom!

The stove talks, bro.

No, honey, soonest available

three months from now, 6:00 AM.

Brenda, that daisy

really brings out your foot!

Hey, I'm not paying you guys

to sit around and look pretty.

Now, that's more like it.

Check it out.

Whoa. This guy is good.

And last, but not least, Sanitation.

Nice choice, young man.

Come on, boys.

It's time to take out the trash.

Take a look at this place.

Like I said,

your skills have truly paid the bills.

Yeah, bills.

What you saying, bro?

All racers to the starting line.

Hey, T.

You gonna be okay

without those fancy magic superpowers?

Sure. It never stopped any of you.

Yeah!

Qu pasa, my friend?

You see that? All these people?

You did that, Little Amigo.

You put this place on the map.

You really are my little shooting star.

I almost forgot. I got you something.

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