quiet, speed! there's a lotta race to run.
sssh!
who's your friend?
pleasure to meet you, young lady.
a fan, is it? not often we get someone with such good taste around here. where is he?
so, you're quitting?
no you don't. this is a choice. you're selling out, walking away from everything we've built here.
don't you walk away from me!
if you walk out that door, you better not ever come back! the door slams in response.
turn it off, speed! i don't want you watching this anymore.
"it was a virtuoso display of talent, the likes of which has not been seen at thunderhead since racer the elder dropped jaws eight. years ago. now, as we once again, pull our collective jaws up from the floor, we have to ask, will it be different this time, or will
that's because the sponsors run the media, sparky. trixie enters through the back door.
what the--?
sprittle calm down!
uh, thanks but.  who are you? he seems to rise up an inch taller as he introduces himself.
yeah, she was a beaut.
i assume, mr. remmington that you are not talking about philanthropy. remmington chuckles.
no offense, remmington but racer motors runs as an independent.
sprittle!
what do you say?
to be honest, remmington, i'm feeling more intimidated than impressed. this kind of company scares me. people like you have way too much money and when someone has this kind of money, they start thinking that the rules everyone else is playing by don't mean squat to them. remmington remains skillfully unfazed.
however, my sons are the most important thing i've ever done in my life, besides marrying my best friend and if speed wants us to figure out some kind of.  "alliance" then you can bet your ass we'll be in business. speed steps out of the bathroom. his boyishness has faded away as he suddenly seems very much a man. gennie smile approvingly.
morning, speed.
so, today's the big day. speed nods. pops puts down his tools.
i know this is a tremendous opportunity for you.
could be, could be. but, regardless, this is really all about you. it' your decision and i want you to know, no matter what you decide, i'm behind you.
i think your ride's here.
yeah, but i'm still on vacation-
what?
you'll do no such thing.
he was just trying to scare you, son. they tried the same thing with rex. if it's a fight they want, it's a fight they'll get.
the truth will come out.
what are you two squawking about? they dive behind the couch but peek out as pops heads for the door.
inspector detector?
ten years.
,why help him?
what?!
absolutely out of the question.
no! rally racing is a back alley sport full of jackals, head- hunters and thugs! i'm sorry, inspector but i lost one son to that death-trap. i won't lose another.
keep your card, chief inspector.
sprittle! faster than a blink sprittle grabs the remote and changes the channel to "unser charly," a german sitcom starring a monkey.
what are you doing?
it's in german!
oh no you don't. you are not watching that race. out you go. outside. get some exercise. you're too pale.
i've got to go into town for some parts. i'll be back for lunch.
honey, i can't find my wallet---- pops enters the room expecting to find mom but catches them red-handed.
sprittle! he sees the race on tv.
you two are in--
i'm not falling for that--
speed's skiing.
oh no.
is this the kind of driver i have? someone who disobeys? someone who lies to me? is this the kind of son i have raised? and you, trixie, you know what this race did to this family. did either of you stop to think about us? huh? speed, did you think about your mother? or your brother?
what it would do if something happened to you?
this is not the place or the race to do anything about that.
because it won't do any good?
you think you can drive a car and change the world?! it doesn't work like that!
that's unacceptable! this is over. pack your things. we're going home. speed has never directly disobeyed his father.
what?!
no you're not! you're coming home, right now!
god, you sound like rex. do you want to die like him too? will that make you happy?
where's the mach-5?
you added something to it?
the whole thing's out of balance, isn't it?
sparky. pops and sparky leave to do their work. speed feels terrible. he looks at his mom.
you attack my family?1 you try to hurt my son?! pops twists the squirming ninja through a series of wrestling moves-- finishing the ninja in a spinning over head helicopter----
more like a non-ja. terrible what passes for a ninja these days. s still she looks out the window and smiles; this family' got it.
i'll get it. it is horuko, surrounded by security.
absolutely crazy.
that's my boy.
checked it this morning. quite a few dead spots in these mountains.
what is this?!
sprittle?!
sprittlel get over here!
oh no, you're not getting off that easy. if your mother hasn't had a heart attack already, i'm sure she'll know what to do with you two. tires and the last of pops line is lost to the squeal of roar of engines as the hydrocell team flies by.
speed, before you go, i'd like to say a few things. will you sit with your old man for a minute? speed chafes a bit but drops his bag.
i won't. i made a mistake trying to tell you what to do at cortega. you were right. i was wrong. i won't make that mistake again. speed sits.
i want you to know that i acted rashly. i said things i wish i hadn't. your mother usually protects me from making an ass out of my self but i was determined to do it this time and i guess i did a pretty good job of it. i wanted to make sure you understood how sorry i was.
the truth was, i couldn't have been more proud of you son. not because you won, but because you stood up, you weren't afraid and you did what you thought was right.
how could it be meaningless? i saw my son become a man. i watched him act with courage and integrity and drive the pants off of every driver on the road. this is not meaningless. this is the reason for a father's life. pop's eyes'begin to twinkle with tears
i admit i went to cortega because i was afraid that what happened to rex was going to happen to you. and i just couldn't take that. i couldn't loose another one of my boys like that again. but what i realize in cortega was that i didn't lose rex when he crashed, i lost him here. i lost him when he walked out of this house and i let him go without telling him how proud i was of him and how much i loved him. i let him think that a stupid motor company meant more to me than he did. you'll never know how much i regret that mistake, but it's enough that i'll never make it again. he puts his big bear arms around him and hugs him.
i love you speed. i understand that every child leaves home but i want you to know that door is always open and you can always come back.
i know what that's like. when rex died i didn't even. know if i wanted salt on my eggs, let alone if i wanted to keep building cars. then, do you remember when we sat here, that night, watching old ben burns and dugazi? you remember that? speednods vaguely.
sittin' here, cheering with you, something just clicked, like a light being switched on inside of me and after that, i never had trouble remembering how i liked me eggs.
what?
i don't believe that. remmington's a crook. you can't believe a crook.
the grand prix? a sham? ding dong.
who could that be?
you going to ask the lovely lady in?
can i get you something to drink?
whaddya think of that, mr. its- always-fixed?
we don't have a car. sparky!
what're you doing in the kitchen?
come on! we got work to do.
isn't that how fast remmington said he could build that tin can with all his fancy machines?
then we'll do it in 32. let's go! he heads for the garage, sprittle leaping after him.
well come on.
we need everyone.
it gives you a little something extra.
sprittle, we don't know that.
don't quit on us now baby.