Vanishing Point Page #4

Synopsis: Kowalski works for a car delivery service. He takes delivery of a 1970 Dodge Challenger to take from Colorado to San Francisco, California. Shortly after pickup, he takes a bet to get the car there in less than 15 hours. After a few run-ins with motorcycle cops and highway patrol they start a chase to bring him into custody. Along the way, Kowalski is guided by Supersoul - a blind DJ with a police radio scanner. Throw in lots of chase scenes, gay hitchhikers, a naked woman riding a motorbike, lots of Mopar and you've got a great cult hit from the early 70's.
 
IMDB:
7.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
76%
R
Year:
1971
99 min
803 Views


They was pretty badly battered up.

Yeah. They musta had

an accident or something like that.

Some smartass was puttin' pressure on them

to charge you with some ugly, nasty crime.

Let us say assault and battery.

But the two gents in question

refused to comply.

Or, as my alter ego might put it,

stickin' to their guns.

Now, listen to this. Some party or parties

are busily preparing a little welcome

committee in the Sunshine State.

The main doors, and even some side doors,

are heavily embellished

with goblins and fuzzy frills.

- You know what I mean?

- Yeah, I know what you mean.

Hang on now, brother, hang on.

(# "Dear Jesus God" by Segarini and Bishop)

All right, everybody,

clear the streets and you won't get hurt.

Hey! Hey, n*gger!

Hey, loudmouthed n*gger!

I'm gonna shut your big black mouth!

Let's get him!

(Music cuts off)

(Changes radio stations)

(Turns radio off)

Kowalski! Hi!

Hey.

- Hey, you need any help?

- No, thanks.

- Sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

- Far out, man.

- Hey! Wait a second.

- What?

- You got any ups?

- You mean speed?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I got some back at the place.

- How far is it?

- About a mile.

OK. You wanna go back? Far out.

# Know what I mean?

# Mississippi Queen

# She taught me everything

# Way down around Vicksburg

# Around Louisiana way

# Lived a Cajun lady

# Called the Mississippi Queen

# You know she was a dancer

# She moved better on wine

# While the rest of them dudes

was gettin' their kicks

# Brother, beg your pardon, I was gettin'mine

# Mississippi Queen

# If you know what I mean

# Mississippi Queen

# She taught me everything

# This lady, she asked me

# If I would be her man

# You know that I told her

# I'll do what I can

# To keep her looking pretty

# Buy her dresses that shine

# While the rest of them dudes

was makin' their bread

# Brother, beg your pardon, I was losin'mine

Thanks.

- Do you want more water?

- No, it's OK.

- You keep these. I got a whole bunch of 'em.

- Oh, no, no. I can't use all of that.

Well, take what you need.

- Thanks.

- All right.

Person-to-person call for Kowalski.

Person-to-person call for Kowalski.

Can you hear me, Kowalski?

This is to inform you

of the latest developments.

Correction to my last delivery.

All the main doors are closed except one.

This one opens to Sonora.

Oh, far out, man. That's just

a couple of minutes up the road.

You're gonna make it, Kowalski.

Yeah, the last chance.

Hey, you, uh...

you familiar with this jock's voice?

Super Soul? Yeah. Why?

... highways and byways and freeways.

I said freeways...

- I don't know.

- That's Super Soul.

... spot our hero out there on his lonely...

- Maybe he's got a cold, but that's his voice.

- Help the man.

- You really think so?

- Cheer him on and let us know where he is...

- Wait a minute.

- ... so I can personally deliver your message...

- Hey! Come here!

- ... of goodwill to our soul hero.

- Are you listenin'?

- Come on!

We're gonna help you. Dig it? All of us.

- Listen to this.

- Yeah. So, friends, call me.

- Yeah?

- Yours truly, Super Soul...

- Whose voice is that?

- Super Soul. Who else?

- You sure?

- Course I am.

- You absolutely sure?

- Well...

Hang on a minute.

Brother K, just keep the faith in us, baby,

and we'll lead you right on to glory.

Yeah, it sounds a little different.

He sounds kind of stiff, or square.

He sounds a little mechanical.

- You sense a trap, man?

- Yeah. Maybe.

- You wait here till I get back.

- Where you goin'?

Just wait here.

You gonna stay with us?

No. No, I don't think so.

Is there something I can do for you?

- Well, like what?

- Like anything you want.

No, I can't think of anything.

- You don't fancy me?

- Oh, yeah, yeah. Very much.

- Then why don't we have some fun?

- Thanks. Thanks just the same.

That's OK.

- Isn't there something you'd like?

- Yeah.

Yeah, how about a smoke?

- Oh. OK, I'll roll you one.

- No, no, no, no.

No, a straight one.

Yeah.

All right.

Here. Keep the pack.

Thanks.

- You know, you haven't changed much.

- Hm?

- I said you haven't changed much.

- Haven't I?

Here.

That was a long time ago.

I know. I pasted it up when it first came out.

When I cut it out, I...

It's a lot like

shooting jack rabbits, ain't it?

Goddamn, it's hot, I know that.

(# "Dear Jesus God")

You're right, man. He sold you out.

More cops than I ever seen, man!

You were sold out.

- What the hell's that for?

- That's your pig pass.

(Siren)

(Siren approaching)

It's police! Clear the road! Clear the road!

Get those cars outta there!

Get those cars back!

That's him! That's him!

Get those cars outta here!

Get those cars outta here!

Get after him! Get after him!

Get those cars outta here! Move! Move!

- Damn!

- Hey, that's my car!

This is California. We don't call them

mothers or speed freaks around here.

But we're gonna do what you haven't been

able to do. We're gonna stop him for good.

Yes, we've been

previously informed of all that.

Thank you, Nevada.

Well, you don't need me any more.

You're in California.

You're almost home.

Can you make it on that?

You bet your ass, baby.

Take care, Kowalski.

Hey, K. I knew you wouldn't make it.

What's happening?

You happening, man.

You all over the front page.

Here's the headline. "Ex-Race Driver

Involved In Massive Police Chase."

Yeah, they even printed

poor Vera's story, plus her picture.

Hey, man. What you out there

drivin' like a wild man?

You know you're gonna lose your gig.

It's not your car anyway. What you trying

to prove, man? Are you high, or what?

Hey, K. You still there?

Look, just tell Sandy not to worry.

I'm OK, and that car's gonna be

delivered Monday, right on time.

- You're gassed, man.

- No, listen, it's...

But it's double the bet next time around, huh?

Hey, man.

Don't do no silly sh*t out there, OK?

- Take care of yourself.

- OK. I'll see you, amigo.

(# "Sweet Jesus" by Red Steagall on radio)

# Now my soul is free from sin

# Since he opened up the door and let me in

# Soon I'll walk on streets of gold

# I'm a sheep in his great fold

# I'm no longer all alone

# Since sweet Jesus

made me whole and led me home

Ten seconds, Super.

(# "Sing Out for Jesus"

by Big Mama Thornton)

# Sing out strong for Jesus

# Sing out for the Lord

# Sing out strong for Jesus

All righty!

Good morning to all you folks out there.

Sunday morning here,

with all men of goodwill,

and some of evil will

thrown in for good measure.

All peace-loving Christians

getting ready to go to church this morning,

and here I am, yours truly, yeah, Super Soul,

bantering the stream of unconsciousness

and peddling his labels

for the sake of good music

to all you listeners out there.

But I'm here on Sunday

for the first time in my life,

and for the very first time

this KOW radio station begins,

not only to DJ and to do my own thing,

but to tell you a little story.

Now let's start at the beginning.

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Guillermo Cabrera Infante

Guillermo Cabrera Infante (Spanish pronunciation: [ɡiˈʎermo kaˈβɾeɾa imˈfante]; Gibara, 22 April 1929 – 21 February 2005) was a Cuban novelist, essayist, translator, screenwriter, and critic; in the 1950s he used the pseudonym G. Caín. A one-time supporter of the Castro regime, Cabrera Infante went into exile to London in 1965. He is best known for the novel Tres Tristes Tigres (literally: "three sad tigers", published in English as Three Trapped Tigers), which has been compared favorably to James Joyce's Ulysses. more…

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