not too good, huh?
i know what you mean. the pickin's are really gettin' slim. the whole strip is shrinking. ah, you know, i remember about five years ago, take you a couple of hours and a tank full of gas just to make one circuit. it was really somethin.'
ahhh.
hey, listen, professor, if he can't find me, then he ain't worth racin', right?
hey, did she do that to you?
hey, wait a minute, you're goin' to the hop? the freshman hop?
oh, come on, man. that place is for kids. you two just got your ass out of there. don't go back now.
yeah, well, go.
bullshit, man!
yeah, yeah.  well, listen. you go. go ahead, curtsy, baby. you go on over there and you remember all the good times you won't be having. i ain't goin' off to some goddamned fancy college. i'm stayin' right here. havin' fun, as usual.
ah, man, it's nothin'.
right.
okay, wait a minute. now, you're not going?
hey, zudo.
hey, man, what happened to your flathead?
what happened to your flathead?
what?
yeah?
yeah, i know.
yeah. all right, thanks.
oh, oh. later.
hey, you're new around here. where're you from?
turlock? you know a guy named frank bartlett?
well, he used to. he goes to j.c. now.
yeah, sure.
yeah, sure. i got him in a class.
how would you like to ride around with me for awhile?
ah, come on!
you're just ridin' around with a bunch of girls. hey, how about somebody else in there? anybody else want to go for a ride?
aw, come on.  i got plenty of room. it's dangerous to have that many people in a car. cops see ya, you're had. you got nothing to fear, i'm as harmless as a baby kitten.
yeah, sure, judy--her sister--her mother--anybody. i'll take 'em all. listen, we'll go up and stop at that light. it'll turn red by the time we get there. all right?
you ever get tired of going steady with somebody that ain't around--i'm up for grabs.
so, you're judy's little sister.
ah, shit,--how old are you?
i'm too old for you.
listen, listen. i think you better go back and sit with your sister. hey, ah.  where are they, anyway? they comin' back or somethin'? this is a joke, right? this better be a joke, 'cause i'm not drivin' you around.
no they don't. i mean, i don't know, maybe they do. but i don't. it's just that you're a little young for me.
ok, ok, just stay cool. there's no need to scream. we'll think of something. it shouldn't take too long to find your sister again.
oh, shit! hey, get down!
hey, cool.
no! uh uh. n-o. don't even say that. jesus.
mud, if anybody sees you.
don't you have homework or something to do?
hey, watch it will ya! jesus christ, thanks a lot. hey, drivin' is a serious business. i ain't havin' no accidents because of you.
come on, don't give me any grief. i'm warning ya.
i don't like that surfing shit. rock 'n roll's been going downhill ever since buddy holly died.
you would, you grungy little twerp.
sure--ah, shit, holstein!
oh, no--no. hey--
hey--ah, really--don't say anything.
i was a dirty bird, carol's not grungy, she's bitchin.'
i'm going home--sir.
ah--at the movies--sir.
no, i wa at the movies--like i said-- sir.
oh, no sir. it's twelve and a half inches. regulation size. now, it's been checked several times. you can check it if you like, sir.
yes, sir.
yes, sir.
thank you--asshole.
here, file that under c.s. over there.
chicken shit--that's what it is.
why don't you just get out and get one then! so long, goodbye, hasta lumbago.
all right, one coke and then home.
don't count on it. i may surprise you any minute now.
one ten cent coke. is ice extra? all right, ice.
probably a couple of weeks past their bedtime.
oh shit, dee dee!
have to be before noon.
no. hi--ahh, this is my, ahh, cousin, carol. i'm kinda babysitting tonight.
jesus--watch it, will yuh? been hittin' me all night. kids will be kids, you know.
watch out--damn it! look what--why don't you grow up! we don't get along too well. it's been like this--
we don't get along too well. you know what cousins are like.
that's freddy benson's vette.  he got his head on with some drunk. never had a chance. damn good driver, too. what a waste when somebody gets it and it ain't even their fault.
that vette over there. walt hawkins, a real ding-a-ling. wrapped it around a fig tree out on mesa vista with five kids in it. draggin' with five kids in the car, how dumb can you get? all the ding-a-lings get it sooner or later. maybe that's why they invented cars. to get rid of the ding-a-lings. tough when they take someone with them.
i come pretty close a couple of times. almost rolled once. so far i've been quick enough to stay out of here. the quick and the dead.
i've never been beaten--lot of punks have tried. see that '41 ford there? used to be the fastest wheels in the valley. i never got a chance to race old earl. he got his in '55 in the hairiest crash ever happened around here. he was racing a '54 chevy, bored and loaded, out on the old oakdale highway and every damn kid in town was out there. the chevy lost its front wheel doing about 85. the idiot had torched the spindles to lower the front end and it snapped right off. he slammed bam into the ford and then they both of them crashed into a row of cars and all those kids watchin! jesus, eight kids killed including both drivers, looked like a battlefield. board of education was so impressed they filmed it. show it now in drivers education, maybe you'll see it. anyway, since then street racing's gone underground. no spectators, i mean. too bad.
come on! none of that.
funny.  who knows, in a few years--but not now, bunny rabbit.
come on, open the door.
carol's not a rabbit, she's a foxy little tail.
you got two seconds to get your ass over in the corner.
if the prize is you, honey, i'm a ready teddy.
hey, wait a--
yezz, bozz.
come on, will ya? give it back to me.
forget it.
he ah--doesn't like you to stay out late?
say, where do you live anyway?
grab onto something.
takes more than that to scare me.
hey, i can't keep tracka all the punks lookin' for me.
ya should, man--you're driving a field car.
field cars drive through the fields, dropping cow shit all over the place to make the lettuce grow.
yeah, well, you're car's so ugly you must have to sneak up on the pumps to get a tank of gas.
look kid, why don't you go out and win a few races, then come back and see me.
leave her out of this. this is just between you and me.
yeah. but he's stupid.
carol.
i--i don't think that i can control myself any longer.
no.  carol, i've got to have you.
all night you've been sitting there and you've been so sexy and it's been so hot--and i can't wait any more.
well, it's been building up inside of me like a volcano, all night. maybe if i knew where you lived i could fight it--i could take you home--but since you won't tell me, and since here we are--i've got to have you. it's too late--
two three one--
this the first time you've been quiet all night.
yeah. i like you. you're all right.
i, ah.  i like you. okay?
'bye, kid.
yeah.
wait a minute, now.
don't go overboard with this thing.
yeah. think so. there's some punk lookin' for me.
yeah.  it's been a long time, ain't it? i'll see ya. thanks.
hey, man, you all right?
yeah. listen, are you with the toad, or were you with them?
what happened, man?
what's wrong, toad? you lose the car again?
naw, man. i can't take you when i'm racin' somebody.
all right. go ahead.
paradise road.
hey--laurie, what in the hell are you doing in there? is she gonna ride with you?
come on, before she blows.
he was faster.
i was losin', man.
he had me, man. he was pullin' away from me just before he crashed.
you saw it.
shit, toad. the man had me. he was beating me.
look at your glasses, man. okay, toad. we'll take 'em all.
we'll take em.  let's get out of here.
i know, you probably think you're a big shot, goin' off like this--but you're still a punk.