Poppy (2021) - full transcript
A young woman with Down syndrome refuses to be defined by disability and takes control of her own life. Her ambition to become a motor mechanic.
(GENTLE BIRDSONG)
(LADYHAWKE'S
'GOLDEN GIRL PLAYS)
Too fast for all who chase me.
I'm lost to rhymes
that made me.
There's no way up.
There's no way down.
You stole my heart,
but you throw it around.
7 You give it up,
then you give it away.
7 Your golden girl
waits another day.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-och.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-och. Ooh-ooh.
(SONG CONTINUES)
- (HORN TOOTS)
- Hey, Poppy.
- Hi
- You're back, Poppy.
Got all that paperwork together?
M-hen.
And the fees?
- Are you sure it's legal?
- If you can pass the test,
you can drive like the rest,
right, Poppy?
You understand you
can't get behind the wheel
until you do, right?
(CHUCKLES) If you just want to
pop over here,
we'll do an eye test.
If you just want to read
the second line for me.
- OK,
,N,C,Z,0.
- Brilliant.
-Now shall we do your photo?
- Yes.
Now, the rules say no head wear.
- Oh.
- Ready?
Looking at the camera.
(POP MUSIC PLAYS)
- Hey.
- Oh, hey!
Meet Poppy.
Doesn't she look cute
in this little veil?
- Yeah, gorgeous.
- One down, four to go.
- Make that five, Jo.
- Uh, how do you know Amber?
- She used to be
with my brother, Dave.
- Dave better watch out, Poppy.
You might beat him
down the aisle.
- Yeah. It will have to be
someone very special.
- You know what they say.
There is someone for everyone.
-ALL: Cheers!
-Hi, Dave.
Hi, Bruce.
- Where have you been?
I texted you.
- Oh, I had my phone on silent.
- What is that?
- Amber's hen party.
Ah, right.
How was that? The
Desperate Housewives of Wapiti?
- Sorry, Dave.
But maybe Amber
wasn't right for you.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- See, Dave?
There's someone for everybody.
- Poppy, you're joking.
I'm not watching this crap.
MAN ON TV: She might
turn up tonight. (CHUCKLES)
WOMAN ON TV: It's full of single
Kiwis on a real blind date.
- Here's to the first date.
- It could be you, Dave.
I think you'd like it!
- I think I wouldn't.
- Why did you break up
with Amber?
ANNOUNCER ON TV:
is entrepreneur Katrina.
WOMAN ON TV: My
grandparents are...
- How about a cup of tea?
- Oh, whatever.
- Come on, Bruce.
- TV: Grid penalty,
but we'll see what the stewards
have to say about that.
- 7 t's time to set
the record straight.
(MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY)
(SIGHS)
(TV VOLUME INCREASES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE SHUTS OFF,
HANDBRAKE CLICKS)
- Can I help you?
- Where's Simpson?
- Hey, bud.
- You ripped me off, mate.
You had my car for two weeks.
You told me it was a problem
with the current draw
in the electric panel.
I got a second
opinion from Bradz.
Turns out all I needed
was a new starter.
- Mate, I just worked off
what the diagnostics reveal.
That's supposed to be accurate.
- What happened to good old
mechanical know-how, eh?
Like I got back
in your dad's day.
- I'm Poppy Simpson.
We're a family business.
- Yeah, I know.
I've been coming here for years.
- (SIGHS)
(CABINET THUDS)
(ENGINES ROAR)
- Justine Mott!
- Not bad for an Australian.
And a girl.
- Hey!
Girls can win.
What about my
apprenticeship, Dave?
- Well, you need
a license for that, Poppy.
-Yes...?
- And, well, lessons
are expensive.
- You can teach me.
- You've gotta lean
all the road rules,
and you've gotta sit a test.
- Dad promised me.
Dave, I can learn.
- I wouldn't want to
sit my test again.
- You're not fair.
I need to get paid.
Not just pocket money.
- Not now, Poppy, OK?
There's a lot going on.
I've gotta go see Fred.
And while I'm out,
can you get on with doing
the checks on that car?
It's gonna need a new warrant.
- Whatever.
(ENGINE ROARS ON VIDEO)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(HANDBRAKE CLICKS, HORN TOOTS)
Brake performance...
Perfect.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC FADES)
POPPY READS: What does
this sign mean?
.
Does the driver of the
blue car have to give way?
B.
(ENGINE REVS)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
- WHISPERS: Fuck.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(EXHALES) Hi, Mum.
Hi, Dad.
Sorry I haven't
been for a while.
I went to Amber's hen party.
Mum, I think
Dave still misses her.
And guess what.
I've done the forms
for my driver license,
so I can be an apprentice.
Just like you said, Dad.
READS: Anyone
with the right skills...
for the job can be an
automotive apprentice.
All that's needed...
(PHONE KEYBOARD CLICKS)
Is an employer
willing to develop
your enthusiasm and motivation.
Do you have an interest...
in the motor industry?
Yes.
A commitment to
an automotive career?
Yes.
- All right, it's that
time of the week.
- Have fun.
You might meet someone.
- Make sure the door's
locked behind me.
- Say hi to Stu.
READS: Good communication
with workmates?
(DOOR CLOSES)
No!
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Yo!
- Hey. 'Sup?
Glad you could finally make it.
We almost lost the table.
- Yeah, sorry.
Poppy was, uh, banging on
about that apprenticeship again.
- And? Surely you can
give her a go, right?
- I'll get you another beer.
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
- (GASPS)
(BRAKES SQUEAK)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(THUMPING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR PLAYS)
- 1 You give me life.
You give me hope.
7 So fly me home.
And don't let go.
I'll steal you
from here.
I've been watching you,
my dear.
- (GIRL LAUGHS)
I'll be here.
I'll be here.
(GRUNTS) Come on!
(CAR DOOR SLAMS, CANS CLATTER)
- Bye!
- (ENGINE REVS)
- What were you thinking?
- (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- I was bored.
- (SCOFFS) Can't get more boring
than Shaan.
- At least he's not
boring in bed.
- What?
(ENGINE ROARS)
- Where are you going?
No!
- (TYRES SCREECH)
- (CRASH)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
(ENGINE REVS, SPLUTTERS)
- (GAGS)
(MOTOR RACING PLAYS ON TV,
CELL PHONE BUZZES)
Yo?
Uh, yep.
Uh, what's the address?
All right, I'll be there in 10.
- Can I come too, Dave?
- Yep.
Get dressed, then.
(CANS CLATTER,
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
Out of control.
(ENGINE STOPS)
How the hell did you do that?
- JD grabbed the wheel.
That's a shame.
It's not a bad car.
Can you fix it?
- Of course, Luke.
- You two know each other?
- Yeah. From high school.
Luke was nice to me.
- Nice?
- Oh, just took care
of some arseholes.
We both got a bit of teasing,
being... 'specials'.
JD: Finally. Jeez, you guys
took long enough.
JD: Which way to the party? Ugh!
(TOOLS CLATTER)
(MOTOR WHINES)
- Is JD your girlfriend?
- Nope.
- Not any more.
-Hm.
(SIGHS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
- Thanks a lot.
- No worries.
Come in on Monday.
I'll get you a quote.
- Bye, Luke!
(GENTLE MUSIC)
There's people
all around here,
no real idea how to get away,
how to really play,
how to win it.
Don't wait another minute.
7 Uh-oh, let's go.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
7 Uh-oh, let's go.
Uh-oh, let's go.
-Hi, Luke.
Name?
- Luke.
Luke Burton. Remember?
- Address?
- 215 Rosetta Rd.
Um...
what's your number, Luke?
-027...
4860...
926.
- Right. Um...
Deposit.
- I need a quote first.
- OK,
You'll need to see Dave.
Your keys will be there until
you have paid for the deposit.
This row is for
paying customers.
- Fair enough.
- Would you like to have
a look around, Luke?
- Sure.
- Dave's Holden.
- Yeah, the winner
of last year's Burnout.
- Yes.
Hell probably win again.
- We'll see.
- Luke came in.
- Bugger.
I don't suppose you got his
number or took a deposit?
- In the book. No deposit.
- God, what does he
think I am, his bank?
- He wants a quote.
- Well, the steering arm
is completely buggered
and the oil sump's munted,
so it'll be about two grand.
- That's a lot. Are you sure?
- Don't you start with me.
I know what I'm talking about.
- Will it be ready
for the Burnout?
- That depends on
whether or not he pays,
and at this stage,
it's highly unlikely.
- What does a yellow reflector,
cat's eye,
placed on the road mean?
I've got a cat.
He's called Bruce,
after Bruce McLaren.
- Concentrate, Poppy.
I'm not allowed to help you.
Hmm...
Yellow reflector?
No passing.
What are you not allowed to do
when driving on a motorway?
Pick up a hitchhiker.
- Unless he's cute. (GIGGLES)
- (CHUCKLES)
Here is your temporary
learner license.
It's valid for six months,
and you must display these.
And remember, you mustn't
drive by yourself.
Just here.
- WHISPERS: Yes!
Yes. (GIGGLES)
- Congratulations, Poppy!
Are you going to celebrate?
- Hmm...
I don't know.
- I know.
Let's go out for coffee.
- Yeah.
- So, who looks...
Who do you live with, Poppy?
- Oh, with my brother, Dave.
- Oh.
Cute. Does he ever hitchhike?
-No. (LAUGHS)
- But he gives you
driving lessons?
-No.
He's got a lot on.
- Really?
But to pass your practical,
you need a lot of practice.
Is there anyone else?
- Yes!
- Seriously, I didn't think
when you said you'd fix my car
in return for driving lessons,
we'd be using a customer's car.
- We can try yours,
but I don't think it's ready.
Don't worry, Luke.
I've done it before.
Just went down the road.
- A bit cheeky, aren't you?
- (GIGGLES)
(ENGINE STARTS)
- Ready?
- Yes.
- Lights.
All right. Look both ways.
Tum let.
No, I mean right. Tum right.
- Oh my... (CHUCKLES)
(INDICATOR TICKS)
Just point.
(TOOL BANGS, DIRT PATTERS)
Luke, do you think we could go
out sometime in the weekend?
- Are you asking me on a date?
- (GIGGLES)
Let's go, Luke. It's this way.
Oh my God, a Ferrari from Italy!
- Wow.
- Look at that paint job.
- Yeah, I like the wheels.
- Wow.
- (GASPS)
It's the Lancer Evolution 6.
Only 2500 made.
Oh my God,
those wheels are on fleck!
The Downhill Trolley Racer,
made in Whanganui for Red Bull.
- How come you know
all this, Poppy?
- I've been here a few times.
And besides,
it's on these signs.
- Well, I'll take
your word for it.
Music's the only thing
I can read properly.
That's OK. I can't read music.
M8B McLaren!
It's only a replica.
But look at the wing.
This is Dave's favourite.
Which one's your favourite?
- Well, it's a hard choice.
Hm. I'm a Nissan man,
through and through.
Yep.
- Godzilla.
- Talk about a monster!
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
- (GLASSES CLINK)
- Vroom-Vroom!
- You are such a petrol head.
- (LAUGHS)
(CICADAS CHITTER)
- Hey, Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
Meet my friend Luke.
- Oh, Bruce!
- Wanna race?
- Whoa.
Sure!
(TIMER BEEPS)
- SINGSONG: I'm gonna beat you!
- (CARS WHIRR)
- We'll see about that.
- Come on.
Come on.
- Watch out.
(SIGHS)
- Go, go, go! Go!
(BEEP)
(BEEP)
- I'm coming.
- (GROANS)
- Oh my God!
(BEEPING)
- Yes! I won!
Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
- Out.
- You're very nice, Poppy.
But remember, I've just
broken up with someone.
-JD?
She wasn't nice.
- Let's take it slow-
- Who the hell-?
- Dave, you're very rude!
- I thought we agreed,
no... funny stuff.
- I'm 19!
You can't stop me!
- I think I better go now.
Sorry, Poppy.
- You're not fair!
You ruin everything!
- I ruin everything?
What about your boyfriend's car?
Not paid for, taking up space
like a sack of shit!
- I know it's not ideal.
I'm doing some busking.
Busking?
LAUGHS: Oh, Poppy, he's more
of a dickhead than I thought!
- You're just jealous
because you don't have anyone!
- Thanks for
a fun evening, Poppy.
I'll, uh, see you again?
- Stay away from my sister!
- Dave!
No!
Luke! Are you OK?
- Yep, I'm fine.
- Who's the dickhead now?
(DOOR SLAMS)
- Are you going somewhere?
- An appointment.
- Do you need me to take you?
-No, I'm fine.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Excuse me? Do you have
an appointment?
Hey.
Where are you going?
- Are you in a relationship,
Poppy?
-Um...
Dave!
- This is private.
- He's my brother.
- I see.
Would you like him to sit in
on your consultation, Poppy?
It's your choice.
- (SIGHS)
- You're welcome to wait
in the reception area, Dave.
- Thanks, but I'm not gonna
wait around
while you give my sister
unwanted... advice, so...
- You OK?
There you go, Poppy.
You're all set.
Now, just wait seven days
to be safe, OK?
And good on you, Poppy,
for looking after yourself.
- Thank you.
COMMENTATOR: Yuki Tsunoda.
He's coming and coming fast.
A good battle for third now.
Side by side action
going into this lap.
Collet and...
Ooh, Colapinto.
Colapinto has to pull out of it,
and Collet gets spun around!
Just about saves it,
but Colapinto is through.
- That's great car control
from Collet there.
You realise how his rear wheel
was in the dirt,
and he still managed
to hang onto it.
So great car control there
from, uh, Collet.
Yeah, and I wonder now how
Colapinto can get his...
- Dave, don't you think
you've had enough?
- TV: ..in this battle, so he's
at the back of this.
So he'll be trying to make more.
He's made some big gains already
and he'll be loving these
restarts too,
cos it's the best chance, like
we said, to make overtakes.
- Honda's top man in the
Honda Dream team,
and of course a Red Bull Junior.
Helmut Marko,
if you're watching,
your boys are doing good.
This is excellent stuff.
Caio Collet.
Mia Sharizman,
if you're watching
from the Renault Sport Academy,
this is a great occasion
for Caio Collet.
But Fraga is leading the way
at the moment.
- Yeah, he's close here.
He might even go into 1.
So, it's the stuff that Red Bull
will love to see.
He's responding very, very well.
- Lawson will go head-to-head
in Europe...
- (SNORES)
- TV: ...Super Licence points
and miles under their belt.
Like all the participants
in the 2020
Castrol Toyota Racing Series,
they'll be fired up
for the season ahead.
The Series returns in
January 2021
with a quest to find the next
world champion.
(BOTTLES CLANG)
- Are you single and
looking for love?
The smash hit show
First Dates New Zealand is back.
We're looking for
all types of people.
If you're looking
for the perfect date...
MAN: I guess we're
all looking for the one,
and hopefully
she might turn up tonight.
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
- Something smells good.
- Oh, thank you.
- So, when do I get to
meet the hitchhiker?
- (LAUGHS) You can meet him,
but you can't pick him up.
- Oh! Always one
for the rules, eh?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
- Oh, hi.
-Hi, Dave.
- Oh, um,
meet my friend, Sophia.
- Could you, uh,
grab me a beer, Poppy?
- Dinner's nearly ready.
- I'll take mine in front of
the TV. Thanks, Poppy.
- (SIGHS)
- You didn't tell him
I was coming, did you?
Never mind.
(RACE COMMENTARY PLAYS ON TV)
Maybe he's too devastated
by my beauty.
- (LAUGHS)
- Let's eat. it looks great.
You went to so much trouble.
(COMMENTARY CONTINUES)
- Have you finished, Dave?
So, you can put your plate in
the dishwasher and turn it on.
I'm going to bed.
- Sure.
- You were really rude
tonight to Sophia.
Why?
- Maybe I don't like
being ambushed.
You could've told me
there was a babe coming.
(ENGINE REVS, STUTTERS)
(SIGHS)
- (BOTTLES CLATTER)
- Poppy!
(PINS CLATTER)
(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYS)
- Oh! Darn it.
- That wasn't bad.
That was pretty good.
- Whoo!
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Nice!
-No, no, no, no, no.
- Oh, that was so close!
- Not close enough.
- Right, this time.
- You got this.
- Oh!
-No, no, no.
- Yeah!
- Yes! I did it!
- Nice job.
- Whoo-hoo!
(PUNK MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR)
- Lukey! I didn't know
you liked bowling.
- Car ready for the
Burnout, Lukey?
- Yeah, it is, thanks to Poppy.
- Thanks to her?
- Yeah, Simpson & Son Mechanics.
- Yeah, that's right.
You're the grease monkey.
- Yeah. Vroom-Vroom!
- Special love!
(CICADAS CHITTER)
- Luke, wake up!
Grab a brush. The sooner
we get this off, the better.
- What's this all about, Luke?
- My friend Poppy.
- Poppy?
- Poppy Simpson?
- Yes.
- Oh, she has Down syndrome.
Poppy's quite something.
How well do you know her?
- We've been out
a couple of times.
- (SIGHS)
- POPPY READS:
Is there a problem?
Dave does have a problem.
He needs help.
Bruce, you're very handsome
but you're no help.
Luckily, I know who to call.
- How long has Dave been
drinking like that?
On and off.
Mainly since... the accident.
Accident?
Yeah. Mum and Dad.
Dave was driving.
- I'm sorry.
Was Dave drinking that day?
-No.
It was a bad corner.
They didn't have
their seat belts on.
But he still blames himself.
He says he's fine,
but I know he's not.
- You should try these.
(AIR HISSES)
(URINE SPLASHES)
- (SIGHS)
(ZIP RASPS)
(TOILET FLUSHES)
- Poppy?
Yes, Dave?
I need you to oil
these door hinges.
I've gotta go get
anew air filter
for this guy this afternoon.
And also...
lunch room can use
a bit of attention.
Lose the brochures
and posters, eh?
- But Dave, you need help.
You've got a problem.
- Stay out of my business,
Poppy.
- It's mine too.
Dad said!
Yes.
I need an oil sump pan, a gasket
and a steering arm.
Sure. It's a Nissan Laurel
model C34.
Yep, the rego is ABI.
Ooh.
Yes.
Charge to Simpson & Son.
Thanks.
(MEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
(GENTLE POP MUSIC PLAYS)
(RINGING TONE)
- Hey.
- Hi, Stu.
It's Poppy.
- Stu! Hey, bro.
- Hey.
Just making sure you're
still in the land of the living.
Haven't seen you at pool.
- Yeah, nah, just got
stuff on, you know?
- Yeah?
- Hey, Stu.
Did you see Dave's new rims?
- New rims?
You holding out on me, bro?
- All right, then.
- (CHUCKLES)
I normally wait until
the second date,
but I don't wanna
hold out on you.
- (CHUCKLES)
Oh!
Just a bit excited.
(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL)
(TYRES SCREECH)
- Wow!
- OK,
Your turn.
- Now!
- (ENGINE REVS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
- POPPY: Whoo-hoo!
(TYRES SCREECH)
- Whoa! How did you get so good?
- You could enter the Burnout.
- (GIGGLES)
It was easy because
I got a little bit extra.
- A little bit extra what?
- An extra chromosome!
That, and watching YouTube.
- Lett foot brake-
- Shit!
- Maybe I should drive.
- No!
I'm driving.
Burnout, here we come!
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(PHONE RINGS)
- Hello? Simpson &-
Yeah, uh, I was just gonna
give you a call, actually.
It's ready...
Joyride?
No, it's been under
lock and key here all night.
Yeah. Yeah, come and pick
it up whenever you want.
That's weird.
Reckoned somebody was driving
this at the airport last night.
- (GASPS)
- If Mr Burns comes past,
let me deal with him, all right?
- I'm going to see
Mum and Dad now.
Are you sure you don't
want to come?
- (SIGHS)
- You haven't been.
Ever.
OK.
See you later.
(DAVE SIGHS)
- That was a great day at the
Silver stone track with your dad.
And that's the McLaren workshop.
How's business?
- Could be better.
- What about that
sister of yours?
She signed up yet?
Your father had very
high hopes for her, you know.
- Yeah, It's a
big responsibility.
- For her...
or for you?
- (SIGHS)
Come on, Fred.
It's time for tea.
(ENGINE ROARS)
- Whoa!
Those were the days, eh?
Fast cars...
and even faster women.
- Hi, Mum.
Hi, Dad.
How are you today?
It's a bit overcast.
Not like last week.
Dave still won't
come to see you.
He's super grouchy.
I don't want to worry you, but
he's been having
far too many beers.
And Mum, I met a boy.
His name is Luke.
I think you'd really like him.
He says I'm a
really good driver.
SINGSONG: And we're going
to the Burnout.
(MOTOR WHIRRS)
(LAUGHS)
Go, go, go! (LAUGHS)
-Oh...
(BOTH LAUGH)
- My tum!
- Gotta reach higher.
- Having fun, Poppy?
- Oh, hey, Gina.
- Still playing in the sandpit.
(LAUGHS)
(GULLS SCREECH)
- My God. If you look at
those seagulls over there...
SILLY VOICE: Hello. Hello.
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) Luke!
- Oh, I'm just pretending.
I'm not really a walrus.
(LAUGHS)
- You're just too cute.
-Oh...
You are so handsome.
- Aw, you're making me blush.
- (GIGGLES)
Like this tomato sauce?
- (LAUGHS)
- Oh!
(GENTLE MUSIC)
Sorry I'm late.
I was uploading my song for you.
- Wow! Can you play it?
- Sure. Where's your speaker?
(CHEERFUL ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
Hurting
feels so good.
[don't know why.
- Wow, that is so good!
You could be famous.
- It's just a cover.
I've gotta do more
of my own stuff.
- Would you write a song for me?
- Yeah.
I'm gonna do a music course.
- Where?
- In Wellington.
Mum and Dad said they'd pay.
- Oh.
Will you go away?
- Yeah.
- It only be
for a year, but...
1 be back at weekends.
Don't know why,
but it feels so good.
Don't know why, but it feels
50 good,
50 good, so good,
750 good.
- (GIGGLES)
Luke?
-Am I your girlfriend now?
- Of course.
- Can we go out again?
I liked the café.
- I'll be busking at the mall
on the weekend.
We could... go somewhere after?
I don't know why, but it feels
50 good,
50 good, so good,
50 good, so good.
(SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Another?
- Hey. Sophia?
-Hello, Dave.
- I just wanna say that
I'm sorry for the other night.
- I was just really-
- Rude?
Insensitive?
Bad-mannered?
- Yeah. I...
I can be a bit of a dickhead.
- Hey. Pool.
Hello. (SIGHS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
- RADIO: Cooper Tyres Wapiti
is here
to make your wheels go around.
Pop on in
to make your wheels go around.
Pop on in
to Cooper Tyres Wapiti.
- How was pool?
Did you beat Stu?
- (SCOFFS) Yeah, nah.
- Sophia said she saw you.
- What, are you two besties now,
or something?
- I think she likes you.
- What have I said about
minding your own, Poppy?
- SINGSONG: I think
you like her-
- If you don't shut it,
you can forget about doing
this oil change, all right?
(SIGHS)
All right, come on then.
OK. Here you go.
Right down here.
Yep.
Right, so, this
is your oil sump,
and this is the nut
that we have to undo.
You're gonna put
the 14mm right up on there.
Bit more.
Yeah. Just keep turning.
- (SIGHS)
(MOTOR WHIRRS)
- Nice.
-Hey, don't we
put the oil in now?
- Yeah. Yeah, we do.
Well done. I don't know why
I didn't give you a shot sooner.
-Nor do I.
(ENGINE WHIRRS LOUDLY)
What did you do this time?
(ENGINE STARTS)
(ENGINE REVS)
- What do you reckon?
- That's your turbocharger, bro.
I can probably
get started on it next week.
- Uh, kinda hoping to have it
back for the weekend.
I've got a bit of a hot date,
you know?
- Dude, you still haven't
paid me for the last lot.
What do I look like? Your bank?
Sorry, man.
Hey, I'll pay you at pool.
If I can collect it on Friday.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah, all right.
ll see you then.
- I don't suppose you can
give me a ride back to work?
- You are kidding me.
You're gonna be asking
for a courtesy car next.
Take your pick of
the other brojects -
there's no sign of the owners,
payment-wise,
but hey, it's nice
to have a hobby, eh (?)
Come on, then.
I don't have all day.
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(PHONE RINGS)
- Hello? Simpson & Son.
From police?
OK, bye.
- So, do you recognise it?
- It's definitely the car,
but...
I can't make out
who's driving it.
- If that's the case,
then, I strongly suggest
that you look into your own
security, Mr Simpson.
At least change the locks.
- Change the locks?
Any idea how much
that actually costs?
- Imagining me sweet.
Whoa-whoa.
How do I get over you?
I'm not coming back,
not any day.
I'm done with you.
I'm sick of you. Oh-
(COINS RATTLE)
- Guess where I've just been.
The cop shop.
They were asking me
if I know anything
about a little joyride
you took my sister on.
You stay away from her.
Don't think I won't report you.
(MUSIC THUMPS DISTANTLY)
(ENGINE REVS)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(OIL SIZZLES)
COMMENTATOR: ...for Caio Collet
and those chasing Igor Fraga,
because Fraga's got away well...
- (SIGHS)
- Saucy here defending now.
Oh! And Colapinto makes
a move on Rasmussen.
- (SNORES)
(RACE COMMENTARY CONTINUES)
(OIL SIZZLES)
(SMOKE ALARM BEEPS)
- And we will have a battle
royal for the last two rounds.
- (COUGHS)
Dave! Dave!
(SMOKE ALARM BEEPS)
(COUGHS)
(COUGHS)
- What the fuck?
- The kitchen is on fire,
you dick!
(POP SONG PLAYS)
Can't wait. Come on.
Let's take it. Don't hesitate.
- Can you please turn that down?
(SIGHS)
I only wanna shake it up.
Every day is great.
Don't break it.
I only wanna shake it up.
(PAN CLANGS)
- That stinks!
You do too.
(SIGHS)
- How's things?
Seen anyone you like
better than yourself?
Ah, I thought so.
Just don't leave it
too long this time, eh?
- 7 Do you ever wanna fly away?
Escape the night
to flee the day.
Run to feel the
breeze on your face.
- Hi
- Struggle with time
you'll only waste.
Hey, if you ever do,
let me know,
take me with you.
Hey, if you ever do,
just trust me,
I'll run with you.
(SNIFFS)
- Hello there.
- Hi.
Would you like to try something?
Come on, I'll give you a demo.
- Poppy! You're gonna be late!
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(SIGHS)
It's not that Luke, is it?
I knew he'd be a problem
It's OK. You stay in bed.
- You look after her, Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
And hey, if you do
hear from Loser Boy,
remind him that
he owes me money.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(ENGINE STARTS)
(TOOLS CLATTER)
- Poppy?
- I thought I told you
to stay away, Burton.
She doesn't need you
stringing her along.
- I'm not.
And how come you don't rate her?
- Rate her?
- You don't even give
her a chance.
- You are the last person
she wants to see.
You and your wanky warbling.
Jog on.
Hey. How can I help you?
- Left foot brake.
Right foot gas.
Lett foot brake. Right foot gas.
(GUITAR STRUMS)
(GUITAR STRUMS)
- LUKE: Life's unfair.
You gotta know how to take it.
It must be great if you
make it or break it. Yeah.
- (GASPS)
- 1 You are beautiful
in every single way.
Easier to say,
but don't let them
bring you down.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than the
stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
You...
are the reason
it's summertime.
I'm staying in the fast lane
at this stage of my life.
Time accelerates. Don't wanna
waste it, just thrive.
- Looking out...
- Much better.
..For every single sign.
Hey.
Maybe both
our paths could align.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
(LUKE CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(POPPY SIGHS GENTLY)
(GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Luke?
Did you like that?
- Of course. What about you?
- Practice makes perfect.
(CHUCKLES)
- You don't need all
the make-up, though.
I like you ow natural.
- (GIGGLES)
It's 'au nature!"
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Mmm.
Excited for the Burnout, Luke?
Your car's almost ready.
- Thanks.
Great. But, um...
how will we get past Dave?
- I think I might know a way.
(POWER TOOLS WHIRR)
- Hey, Poppy.
Don't tell me Dave's
actually let you out.
- (LAUGHS) I need a favour.
- Anything for you, Poppy.
-Um...
it has to be a secret from Dave.
- Tell me more.
(GRINDER WHIRRS)
- I could pay you back
by working in the weekend.
-No, don't worry.
A great opportunity
to get my name out there,
and Dwight will give us a hand.
- Thank you, Brad.
- No worries.
Are you looking for someone?
- I thought you were spoken for.
Really?
(SIGHS) Um...
I don't wanna totally
get on Dave's bad side.
Sorry, Poppy.
- (SIGHS)
- Hey, Dave.
- Mm.
Well, what about
my apprenticeship?
- You're dreaming, Poppy.
We might not have this
garage for much longer.
- You said
that business was fine.
- Yeah. (SIGHS)
Well, look around, Poppy.
Do you see any customers?
Do you see any customers' cars?
Apart from Luke's,
but we both know
he's not exactly a
paying customer, don't we?
Do you think I don't know
that you've been sneaking
around behind my back?
- I'm fixing Luke's car.
But it didn't cost you anything,
because...
you don't pay me!
- What are you
talking about, Poppy?
I'm talking about you taking
customers' cars for joyrides.
But if that's the case,
then his car stays here.
Give me the keys.
Poppy, give me your keys!
Give me your keys!
- (GRUNTS)
I'll be back later.
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(ENGINE STARTS, CAR DRIVES OFF)
- Luke, have you
been practising?
- Yep.
- Show me.
Yeah, I hold my head
way up there,
all the time,
Jon my own.
Yeah, I hold my head
way up there
all for you,
all for love.
Everyone must
find their place...
- (THE CHECKS' 'HOLD MY HEAD)
- 7 ..to enjoy the human race.
And I hold my head
way up there,
all the time,
Jon my own.
Yeah, I hold my own
way up there,
all the time,
all for you.
Everyone must find their place
to enjoy the human race.
Everyone must find their place
to enjoy the human race.
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(SONG CONTINUES)
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(PHONE RINGS)
(MUSIC FADES)
- POPPY: Hi, Luke!
- Poppy. Hey.
- The car's ready.
- It's ready?
What about Dave?
- What he doesn't know
won't hurt him.
Just kidding.
He's fine.
- Great.
See you then.
- Bye.
(PHONE BEEPS)
- You're not just
using Poppy, are you?
- You know, it could be
the other way around.
She's actually quite demanding.
(SCOFFS) I mean
with her driving lessons.
That's how
I'm paying for my car.
It's OK, Mum.
I really, really like her.
- OK,
What about your music course?
You're not forgetting that?
- No. I told Poppy about it.
She thinks I'm really good.
(ROLLER DOOR CLATTERS)
(ROLLER DOOR CLATTERS)
- Hey.
- Hey.
Wait here.
Well, what do you think?
It's my favourite colour.
- Bit girly, isn't it?
- (SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES) It's OK.
I'm just joking!
Brad did a great job.
Thanks to you.
- (GIGGLES)
(LUKE AND POPPY LAUGH)
Sweet.
(BONNET SLAMS)
- Yes!
Come on.
(ROLLER DOOR RATTLES)
- What the fuck? Bradz?
(KEYS JANGLE)
(ENGINE STUTTERS)
(ENGINE REVS)
(SLAMS DOOR)
Poppy. No, no, no, no.
Too far.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SNIFFS)
This ought a slow
you down a little bit.
(TYRE THUDS)
(HAMMER CLATTERS)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Lett foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE ROARS)
And we go up, up,
up, Up, up, up, up.
And away, away, away,
away, away, away, away.
I really need
a shower some day.
7 We are watching
all the stars blazing.
(ENGINE ROARS)
Another-nother horsey night.
Brother pass another fight.
7 One more light
for the night.
7 nother-nother horsey night.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
Brother pass another fight.
One more bite
for the night.
(ENGINES REV)
Brother pass another fight.
One more bite
for the right.
7 nother-nother horsey night.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
(MUSIC FADES)
- Morning. Your name please?
- Luke.
- Luke?
- Luke Burton.
- Can I have your driver's
license, please, Luke?
- Check your seatbelt.
- Yep.
- Get you to sign
this for me, Luke.
- Yep.
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS ON PA)
- Thank you.
- Put a wristband on ya.
(ENGINES RUMBLE)
- Awesome. Thanks, man.
- There you go. Have a good day.
- You're good to go.
(ENGINE ROARS)
- I... I'm hungry.
- We don't have time
before we go on.
- Yes we do.
Five cars.
Two minutes each.
- Uh... how about a hot dog?
That's fast.
- Yes, please.
Sauce, mustard and onions.
Can I have a drink too?
I'm really thirsty.
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Back soon.
(SIGHS)
PA: Are we ready for an amazing
day of entertainment,
ladies and gentlemen?
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
Welcome to this year's
Burnout Comp.
First on the pad today,
we've got Dave Simpson,
last year's winner!
Come on, everyone!
Let's see if he can
send it to the wheel nuts!
- Whoo!
- (CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE REVS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE ROARS)
(CROWD CHEER)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(ENGINES REV)
PA: Here's the Hawke's Bay boys,
running the 427
methanol-breathing beast.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(CROWD CHEER, WHISTLE)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE STALLS)
- Tyre's flat.
- What?
SIGHS: Oh no.
(GASPS)
Dave!
(ENGINE ROAR
CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND)
(TOOLS CLINK)
(ENGINE ROARS)
(WHEEL PINGS)
(ENGINE BACKFIRES)
(CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE REVS, WHEEL RIM GRINDS)
- (CHEERS, LAUGHS)
- Whoo!
(ENGINE REVS)
PA: One of New Zealand's
top runners,
the 557 cubic stoker big block,
all the way from Pahiatua.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(AIR HISSES)
- All done.
This one's on us, Poppy.
- Good luck, eh?
- Thank you.
(ENGINE ROARS, CROWD CHEER)
- Yes please. Yep.
- Yeah!
- (ENGINE BACKFIRES)
- (GRUNTS)
(ENGINE REVS, WHEEL RIM GRINDS)
(DRILL WHIRRS)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
PA: Please give a warm
Wairarapa Nats welcome
PA: Please give a warm
Wairarapa Nats welcome
to newcomer Luke Burton!
(CROWD CHEER)
- (SIGHS)
Let's do this.
(ENGINE RUMBLES,
CROWD CHEER, WHISTLE)
Lett foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
(CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
- What the fuck?
Poppy, no!
No, no, no, no. I've gotta
stop her! That's my sister.
No, you don't understand!
She's got a disability!
- She's got a disability!
- You've gotta get back, mate!
It looks like she's
doing fine to me, mate.
Open your eyes. Have a look.
You should be proud, mate!
- Left foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
Yup!
(CROWD CHEER)
Yes!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
- Whoo!
(ENGINE REVS)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Poppy, the tyre.
- Poppy, the tyre.
- No. Dave!
- What do you mean, the tyre'?
- Tell him, Dave!
Yeah, I put a nail in your tyre
to try and slow you down.
She wasn't supposed
to be driving!
- But there could have been
an accident on the way here.
What were you thinking,
arsehole?
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
PA: Time for a refuel.
See you back at the pit
in half an hour.
- (SOBS)
- (CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
- Are you OK?
- He's out of control.
- First you pimp my ride,
and then you steal it.
- What am I gonna do with you?
- (GIGGLES)
Sorry, Luke...
not.
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
- Whoo-hoo!
- Oh my God!
- I did it
- You were amazing.
- Congratulations, Poppy.
- Great score.
- Yeah, you looked sick!
- See you at prize-giving?
- Mm-hm.
- There goes Dave.
- Hold up.
(RINGING TONE)
(APPLAUSE)
- And the best rookie score of
the day - Poppy Simpson!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(TRIUMPHANT ROCK MUSIC)
- We love you!
- Whoo!
- (WHISTLES)
Whoo!
(MUSIC FADES)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(DOOR SHUTS)
(KNOCKING ON WINDOW)
(WINDOW LOWERS)
- Oh, I didn't call the AA-
- But Poppy did.
She's worried about you, Dave.
- (SIGHS)
I heard what you did.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah.
Think I'm proud of that?
- You really put her
and Luke in danger.
- Is this an official visit?
So, a few beers.
You would too
if this was your life.
- You don't mean Poppy?
- Well...
Yeah, it's...
it's a biggie.
- Poppy is quite capable of
having her own life.
You need to let her go.
- I need to let her go?
There's also the garage
as well, which is-
- I thought cars
were your thing.
- Yeah, they...
they are.
But not these cars, you know?
You give me a McLaren any day.
- They still make McLarens.
- Yeah, in the UK.
-And?
- It was you that gave Poppy all
those lame brochures, wasn't it?
- She tried to help you.
- (SIGHS)
- When you get over yourself...
give me a call.
(CAR STARTS)
(BIRDSONG)
- Hey, Mum,
Dad.
- It's OK, Dave.
- Sorry that I haven't
been here in a while.
Make that ever.
TEARFULLY: Mum, I'm sorry that
I didn't see that bend coming.
- I's OK.
It's OK.
- Anyway, um...
I got myself in a bit of
a mess, and, um...
and I nearly lost Poppy, and...
and now I lost the garage
and the house.
Guess you should have left
Poppy in charge, Dad.
She would have done
a better job.
WHISPERS: I'm sorry, Poppy.
(SNIFFLES)
OK, boss. You ready?
One, two, three.
(DUB MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
(DUB MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
(SIGHS)
Hey.
-Hi.
Oh, don't you scrub up well?
You certainly
took your time, though.
I heard there was a problem
with the kitchen.
-No...
nothing that couldn't be fixed.
Let me pour you a drink.
- (CHUCKLES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
- Congratulations.
- Whoo-hoo!
- Just square that up for 3007
- Cheers. Sorted.
- No, I'm not asking
if I can have it.
- Yeah, of course you're not
asking if you can have it.
- Ill bring it back.
- Oh. Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Come on. Come and get it.
(MUSIC FADES)
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
- (SNIFFLES)
- Yeah. Needs to be done.
(BROODING MUSIC)
See you later.
Love you.
I'll call you when
we get there, all right?
- Come here.
You be good.
- Hey, Bruce.
It's time to go.
(LIGHT-HEARTED MUSIC)
Hi, Lucy!
- Hello, Poppy.
- Can you please put this
in my room?
See my bathroom, Luke?
This is my new lounge.
I have my own chair,
and my own remote.
- Nice.
- Where shall I put this?
-Uh...
kitchen, please.
- Have you heard from UK Dave?
- Yes.
He's living his dream.
- And what about you?
All going according to plan?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Great.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
- 7 Life's unfair.
You gotta know how to take it.
7 Must be great if you
make it or break it. Yeah.
- 1 You are beautiful
in every single way.
Easier to say,
but don't let them
bring you down.
Sunshine is what your heart is
and everyone should copy.
Brighter than the
stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
I'm staying in the fast lane
at this stage of my life.
Time accelerates. Don't wanna
waste it, just thrive.
I'm looking out
for every single sign.
Hey.
7 Maybe both our
paths could align.
Sunshine is what your heart is
and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
If things don't add up,
maybe start to subtract.
But whatever you do,
don't reverse on this track.
Keep on going
and raise your head.
Cos you and I, babe,
for this life we are blessed.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
7 Yeah, yeah.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
Yeah.
7 My sunshine.
- POPPY: Perfect.
(LADYHAWKE'S
'GOLDEN GIRL PLAYS)
Too fast for all who chase me.
I'm lost to rhymes
that made me.
There's no way up.
There's no way down.
You stole my heart,
but you throw it around.
7 You give it up,
then you give it away.
7 Your golden girl
waits another day.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-och.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-och. Ooh-ooh.
(SONG CONTINUES)
- (HORN TOOTS)
- Hey, Poppy.
- Hi
- You're back, Poppy.
Got all that paperwork together?
M-hen.
And the fees?
- Are you sure it's legal?
- If you can pass the test,
you can drive like the rest,
right, Poppy?
You understand you
can't get behind the wheel
until you do, right?
(CHUCKLES) If you just want to
pop over here,
we'll do an eye test.
If you just want to read
the second line for me.
- OK,
,N,C,Z,0.
- Brilliant.
-Now shall we do your photo?
- Yes.
Now, the rules say no head wear.
- Oh.
- Ready?
Looking at the camera.
(POP MUSIC PLAYS)
- Hey.
- Oh, hey!
Meet Poppy.
Doesn't she look cute
in this little veil?
- Yeah, gorgeous.
- One down, four to go.
- Make that five, Jo.
- Uh, how do you know Amber?
- She used to be
with my brother, Dave.
- Dave better watch out, Poppy.
You might beat him
down the aisle.
- Yeah. It will have to be
someone very special.
- You know what they say.
There is someone for everyone.
-ALL: Cheers!
-Hi, Dave.
Hi, Bruce.
- Where have you been?
I texted you.
- Oh, I had my phone on silent.
- What is that?
- Amber's hen party.
Ah, right.
How was that? The
Desperate Housewives of Wapiti?
- Sorry, Dave.
But maybe Amber
wasn't right for you.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.
- See, Dave?
There's someone for everybody.
- Poppy, you're joking.
I'm not watching this crap.
MAN ON TV: She might
turn up tonight. (CHUCKLES)
WOMAN ON TV: It's full of single
Kiwis on a real blind date.
- Here's to the first date.
- It could be you, Dave.
I think you'd like it!
- I think I wouldn't.
- Why did you break up
with Amber?
ANNOUNCER ON TV:
is entrepreneur Katrina.
WOMAN ON TV: My
grandparents are...
- How about a cup of tea?
- Oh, whatever.
- Come on, Bruce.
- TV: Grid penalty,
but we'll see what the stewards
have to say about that.
- 7 t's time to set
the record straight.
(MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY)
(SIGHS)
(TV VOLUME INCREASES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE SHUTS OFF,
HANDBRAKE CLICKS)
- Can I help you?
- Where's Simpson?
- Hey, bud.
- You ripped me off, mate.
You had my car for two weeks.
You told me it was a problem
with the current draw
in the electric panel.
I got a second
opinion from Bradz.
Turns out all I needed
was a new starter.
- Mate, I just worked off
what the diagnostics reveal.
That's supposed to be accurate.
- What happened to good old
mechanical know-how, eh?
Like I got back
in your dad's day.
- I'm Poppy Simpson.
We're a family business.
- Yeah, I know.
I've been coming here for years.
- (SIGHS)
(CABINET THUDS)
(ENGINES ROAR)
- Justine Mott!
- Not bad for an Australian.
And a girl.
- Hey!
Girls can win.
What about my
apprenticeship, Dave?
- Well, you need
a license for that, Poppy.
-Yes...?
- And, well, lessons
are expensive.
- You can teach me.
- You've gotta lean
all the road rules,
and you've gotta sit a test.
- Dad promised me.
Dave, I can learn.
- I wouldn't want to
sit my test again.
- You're not fair.
I need to get paid.
Not just pocket money.
- Not now, Poppy, OK?
There's a lot going on.
I've gotta go see Fred.
And while I'm out,
can you get on with doing
the checks on that car?
It's gonna need a new warrant.
- Whatever.
(ENGINE ROARS ON VIDEO)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(HANDBRAKE CLICKS, HORN TOOTS)
Brake performance...
Perfect.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC FADES)
POPPY READS: What does
this sign mean?
.
Does the driver of the
blue car have to give way?
B.
(ENGINE REVS)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
- WHISPERS: Fuck.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(EXHALES) Hi, Mum.
Hi, Dad.
Sorry I haven't
been for a while.
I went to Amber's hen party.
Mum, I think
Dave still misses her.
And guess what.
I've done the forms
for my driver license,
so I can be an apprentice.
Just like you said, Dad.
READS: Anyone
with the right skills...
for the job can be an
automotive apprentice.
All that's needed...
(PHONE KEYBOARD CLICKS)
Is an employer
willing to develop
your enthusiasm and motivation.
Do you have an interest...
in the motor industry?
Yes.
A commitment to
an automotive career?
Yes.
- All right, it's that
time of the week.
- Have fun.
You might meet someone.
- Make sure the door's
locked behind me.
- Say hi to Stu.
READS: Good communication
with workmates?
(DOOR CLOSES)
No!
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Yo!
- Hey. 'Sup?
Glad you could finally make it.
We almost lost the table.
- Yeah, sorry.
Poppy was, uh, banging on
about that apprenticeship again.
- And? Surely you can
give her a go, right?
- I'll get you another beer.
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
- (GASPS)
(BRAKES SQUEAK)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(THUMPING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
(ACOUSTIC GUITAR PLAYS)
- 1 You give me life.
You give me hope.
7 So fly me home.
And don't let go.
I'll steal you
from here.
I've been watching you,
my dear.
- (GIRL LAUGHS)
I'll be here.
I'll be here.
(GRUNTS) Come on!
(CAR DOOR SLAMS, CANS CLATTER)
- Bye!
- (ENGINE REVS)
- What were you thinking?
- (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- I was bored.
- (SCOFFS) Can't get more boring
than Shaan.
- At least he's not
boring in bed.
- What?
(ENGINE ROARS)
- Where are you going?
No!
- (TYRES SCREECH)
- (CRASH)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
(ENGINE REVS, SPLUTTERS)
- (GAGS)
(MOTOR RACING PLAYS ON TV,
CELL PHONE BUZZES)
Yo?
Uh, yep.
Uh, what's the address?
All right, I'll be there in 10.
- Can I come too, Dave?
- Yep.
Get dressed, then.
(CANS CLATTER,
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
Out of control.
(ENGINE STOPS)
How the hell did you do that?
- JD grabbed the wheel.
That's a shame.
It's not a bad car.
Can you fix it?
- Of course, Luke.
- You two know each other?
- Yeah. From high school.
Luke was nice to me.
- Nice?
- Oh, just took care
of some arseholes.
We both got a bit of teasing,
being... 'specials'.
JD: Finally. Jeez, you guys
took long enough.
JD: Which way to the party? Ugh!
(TOOLS CLATTER)
(MOTOR WHINES)
- Is JD your girlfriend?
- Nope.
- Not any more.
-Hm.
(SIGHS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
- Thanks a lot.
- No worries.
Come in on Monday.
I'll get you a quote.
- Bye, Luke!
(GENTLE MUSIC)
There's people
all around here,
no real idea how to get away,
how to really play,
how to win it.
Don't wait another minute.
7 Uh-oh, let's go.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
7 Uh-oh, let's go.
Uh-oh, let's go.
-Hi, Luke.
Name?
- Luke.
Luke Burton. Remember?
- Address?
- 215 Rosetta Rd.
Um...
what's your number, Luke?
-027...
4860...
926.
- Right. Um...
Deposit.
- I need a quote first.
- OK,
You'll need to see Dave.
Your keys will be there until
you have paid for the deposit.
This row is for
paying customers.
- Fair enough.
- Would you like to have
a look around, Luke?
- Sure.
- Dave's Holden.
- Yeah, the winner
of last year's Burnout.
- Yes.
Hell probably win again.
- We'll see.
- Luke came in.
- Bugger.
I don't suppose you got his
number or took a deposit?
- In the book. No deposit.
- God, what does he
think I am, his bank?
- He wants a quote.
- Well, the steering arm
is completely buggered
and the oil sump's munted,
so it'll be about two grand.
- That's a lot. Are you sure?
- Don't you start with me.
I know what I'm talking about.
- Will it be ready
for the Burnout?
- That depends on
whether or not he pays,
and at this stage,
it's highly unlikely.
- What does a yellow reflector,
cat's eye,
placed on the road mean?
I've got a cat.
He's called Bruce,
after Bruce McLaren.
- Concentrate, Poppy.
I'm not allowed to help you.
Hmm...
Yellow reflector?
No passing.
What are you not allowed to do
when driving on a motorway?
Pick up a hitchhiker.
- Unless he's cute. (GIGGLES)
- (CHUCKLES)
Here is your temporary
learner license.
It's valid for six months,
and you must display these.
And remember, you mustn't
drive by yourself.
Just here.
- WHISPERS: Yes!
Yes. (GIGGLES)
- Congratulations, Poppy!
Are you going to celebrate?
- Hmm...
I don't know.
- I know.
Let's go out for coffee.
- Yeah.
- So, who looks...
Who do you live with, Poppy?
- Oh, with my brother, Dave.
- Oh.
Cute. Does he ever hitchhike?
-No. (LAUGHS)
- But he gives you
driving lessons?
-No.
He's got a lot on.
- Really?
But to pass your practical,
you need a lot of practice.
Is there anyone else?
- Yes!
- Seriously, I didn't think
when you said you'd fix my car
in return for driving lessons,
we'd be using a customer's car.
- We can try yours,
but I don't think it's ready.
Don't worry, Luke.
I've done it before.
Just went down the road.
- A bit cheeky, aren't you?
- (GIGGLES)
(ENGINE STARTS)
- Ready?
- Yes.
- Lights.
All right. Look both ways.
Tum let.
No, I mean right. Tum right.
- Oh my... (CHUCKLES)
(INDICATOR TICKS)
Just point.
(TOOL BANGS, DIRT PATTERS)
Luke, do you think we could go
out sometime in the weekend?
- Are you asking me on a date?
- (GIGGLES)
Let's go, Luke. It's this way.
Oh my God, a Ferrari from Italy!
- Wow.
- Look at that paint job.
- Yeah, I like the wheels.
- Wow.
- (GASPS)
It's the Lancer Evolution 6.
Only 2500 made.
Oh my God,
those wheels are on fleck!
The Downhill Trolley Racer,
made in Whanganui for Red Bull.
- How come you know
all this, Poppy?
- I've been here a few times.
And besides,
it's on these signs.
- Well, I'll take
your word for it.
Music's the only thing
I can read properly.
That's OK. I can't read music.
M8B McLaren!
It's only a replica.
But look at the wing.
This is Dave's favourite.
Which one's your favourite?
- Well, it's a hard choice.
Hm. I'm a Nissan man,
through and through.
Yep.
- Godzilla.
- Talk about a monster!
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
- (GLASSES CLINK)
- Vroom-Vroom!
- You are such a petrol head.
- (LAUGHS)
(CICADAS CHITTER)
- Hey, Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
Meet my friend Luke.
- Oh, Bruce!
- Wanna race?
- Whoa.
Sure!
(TIMER BEEPS)
- SINGSONG: I'm gonna beat you!
- (CARS WHIRR)
- We'll see about that.
- Come on.
Come on.
- Watch out.
(SIGHS)
- Go, go, go! Go!
(BEEP)
(BEEP)
- I'm coming.
- (GROANS)
- Oh my God!
(BEEPING)
- Yes! I won!
Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
- Out.
- You're very nice, Poppy.
But remember, I've just
broken up with someone.
-JD?
She wasn't nice.
- Let's take it slow-
- Who the hell-?
- Dave, you're very rude!
- I thought we agreed,
no... funny stuff.
- I'm 19!
You can't stop me!
- I think I better go now.
Sorry, Poppy.
- You're not fair!
You ruin everything!
- I ruin everything?
What about your boyfriend's car?
Not paid for, taking up space
like a sack of shit!
- I know it's not ideal.
I'm doing some busking.
Busking?
LAUGHS: Oh, Poppy, he's more
of a dickhead than I thought!
- You're just jealous
because you don't have anyone!
- Thanks for
a fun evening, Poppy.
I'll, uh, see you again?
- Stay away from my sister!
- Dave!
No!
Luke! Are you OK?
- Yep, I'm fine.
- Who's the dickhead now?
(DOOR SLAMS)
- Are you going somewhere?
- An appointment.
- Do you need me to take you?
-No, I'm fine.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Excuse me? Do you have
an appointment?
Hey.
Where are you going?
- Are you in a relationship,
Poppy?
-Um...
Dave!
- This is private.
- He's my brother.
- I see.
Would you like him to sit in
on your consultation, Poppy?
It's your choice.
- (SIGHS)
- You're welcome to wait
in the reception area, Dave.
- Thanks, but I'm not gonna
wait around
while you give my sister
unwanted... advice, so...
- You OK?
There you go, Poppy.
You're all set.
Now, just wait seven days
to be safe, OK?
And good on you, Poppy,
for looking after yourself.
- Thank you.
COMMENTATOR: Yuki Tsunoda.
He's coming and coming fast.
A good battle for third now.
Side by side action
going into this lap.
Collet and...
Ooh, Colapinto.
Colapinto has to pull out of it,
and Collet gets spun around!
Just about saves it,
but Colapinto is through.
- That's great car control
from Collet there.
You realise how his rear wheel
was in the dirt,
and he still managed
to hang onto it.
So great car control there
from, uh, Collet.
Yeah, and I wonder now how
Colapinto can get his...
- Dave, don't you think
you've had enough?
- TV: ..in this battle, so he's
at the back of this.
So he'll be trying to make more.
He's made some big gains already
and he'll be loving these
restarts too,
cos it's the best chance, like
we said, to make overtakes.
- Honda's top man in the
Honda Dream team,
and of course a Red Bull Junior.
Helmut Marko,
if you're watching,
your boys are doing good.
This is excellent stuff.
Caio Collet.
Mia Sharizman,
if you're watching
from the Renault Sport Academy,
this is a great occasion
for Caio Collet.
But Fraga is leading the way
at the moment.
- Yeah, he's close here.
He might even go into 1.
So, it's the stuff that Red Bull
will love to see.
He's responding very, very well.
- Lawson will go head-to-head
in Europe...
- (SNORES)
- TV: ...Super Licence points
and miles under their belt.
Like all the participants
in the 2020
Castrol Toyota Racing Series,
they'll be fired up
for the season ahead.
The Series returns in
January 2021
with a quest to find the next
world champion.
(BOTTLES CLANG)
- Are you single and
looking for love?
The smash hit show
First Dates New Zealand is back.
We're looking for
all types of people.
If you're looking
for the perfect date...
MAN: I guess we're
all looking for the one,
and hopefully
she might turn up tonight.
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
- Something smells good.
- Oh, thank you.
- So, when do I get to
meet the hitchhiker?
- (LAUGHS) You can meet him,
but you can't pick him up.
- Oh! Always one
for the rules, eh?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
- Oh, hi.
-Hi, Dave.
- Oh, um,
meet my friend, Sophia.
- Could you, uh,
grab me a beer, Poppy?
- Dinner's nearly ready.
- I'll take mine in front of
the TV. Thanks, Poppy.
- (SIGHS)
- You didn't tell him
I was coming, did you?
Never mind.
(RACE COMMENTARY PLAYS ON TV)
Maybe he's too devastated
by my beauty.
- (LAUGHS)
- Let's eat. it looks great.
You went to so much trouble.
(COMMENTARY CONTINUES)
- Have you finished, Dave?
So, you can put your plate in
the dishwasher and turn it on.
I'm going to bed.
- Sure.
- You were really rude
tonight to Sophia.
Why?
- Maybe I don't like
being ambushed.
You could've told me
there was a babe coming.
(ENGINE REVS, STUTTERS)
(SIGHS)
- (BOTTLES CLATTER)
- Poppy!
(PINS CLATTER)
(UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYS)
- Oh! Darn it.
- That wasn't bad.
That was pretty good.
- Whoo!
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Nice!
-No, no, no, no, no.
- Oh, that was so close!
- Not close enough.
- Right, this time.
- You got this.
- Oh!
-No, no, no.
- Yeah!
- Yes! I did it!
- Nice job.
- Whoo-hoo!
(PUNK MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR)
- Lukey! I didn't know
you liked bowling.
- Car ready for the
Burnout, Lukey?
- Yeah, it is, thanks to Poppy.
- Thanks to her?
- Yeah, Simpson & Son Mechanics.
- Yeah, that's right.
You're the grease monkey.
- Yeah. Vroom-Vroom!
- Special love!
(CICADAS CHITTER)
- Luke, wake up!
Grab a brush. The sooner
we get this off, the better.
- What's this all about, Luke?
- My friend Poppy.
- Poppy?
- Poppy Simpson?
- Yes.
- Oh, she has Down syndrome.
Poppy's quite something.
How well do you know her?
- We've been out
a couple of times.
- (SIGHS)
- POPPY READS:
Is there a problem?
Dave does have a problem.
He needs help.
Bruce, you're very handsome
but you're no help.
Luckily, I know who to call.
- How long has Dave been
drinking like that?
On and off.
Mainly since... the accident.
Accident?
Yeah. Mum and Dad.
Dave was driving.
- I'm sorry.
Was Dave drinking that day?
-No.
It was a bad corner.
They didn't have
their seat belts on.
But he still blames himself.
He says he's fine,
but I know he's not.
- You should try these.
(AIR HISSES)
(URINE SPLASHES)
- (SIGHS)
(ZIP RASPS)
(TOILET FLUSHES)
- Poppy?
Yes, Dave?
I need you to oil
these door hinges.
I've gotta go get
anew air filter
for this guy this afternoon.
And also...
lunch room can use
a bit of attention.
Lose the brochures
and posters, eh?
- But Dave, you need help.
You've got a problem.
- Stay out of my business,
Poppy.
- It's mine too.
Dad said!
Yes.
I need an oil sump pan, a gasket
and a steering arm.
Sure. It's a Nissan Laurel
model C34.
Yep, the rego is ABI.
Ooh.
Yes.
Charge to Simpson & Son.
Thanks.
(MEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
(GENTLE POP MUSIC PLAYS)
(RINGING TONE)
- Hey.
- Hi, Stu.
It's Poppy.
- Stu! Hey, bro.
- Hey.
Just making sure you're
still in the land of the living.
Haven't seen you at pool.
- Yeah, nah, just got
stuff on, you know?
- Yeah?
- Hey, Stu.
Did you see Dave's new rims?
- New rims?
You holding out on me, bro?
- All right, then.
- (CHUCKLES)
I normally wait until
the second date,
but I don't wanna
hold out on you.
- (CHUCKLES)
Oh!
Just a bit excited.
(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SQUEAL)
(TYRES SCREECH)
- Wow!
- OK,
Your turn.
- Now!
- (ENGINE REVS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
- POPPY: Whoo-hoo!
(TYRES SCREECH)
- Whoa! How did you get so good?
- You could enter the Burnout.
- (GIGGLES)
It was easy because
I got a little bit extra.
- A little bit extra what?
- An extra chromosome!
That, and watching YouTube.
- Lett foot brake-
- Shit!
- Maybe I should drive.
- No!
I'm driving.
Burnout, here we come!
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(PHONE RINGS)
- Hello? Simpson &-
Yeah, uh, I was just gonna
give you a call, actually.
It's ready...
Joyride?
No, it's been under
lock and key here all night.
Yeah. Yeah, come and pick
it up whenever you want.
That's weird.
Reckoned somebody was driving
this at the airport last night.
- (GASPS)
- If Mr Burns comes past,
let me deal with him, all right?
- I'm going to see
Mum and Dad now.
Are you sure you don't
want to come?
- (SIGHS)
- You haven't been.
Ever.
OK.
See you later.
(DAVE SIGHS)
- That was a great day at the
Silver stone track with your dad.
And that's the McLaren workshop.
How's business?
- Could be better.
- What about that
sister of yours?
She signed up yet?
Your father had very
high hopes for her, you know.
- Yeah, It's a
big responsibility.
- For her...
or for you?
- (SIGHS)
Come on, Fred.
It's time for tea.
(ENGINE ROARS)
- Whoa!
Those were the days, eh?
Fast cars...
and even faster women.
- Hi, Mum.
Hi, Dad.
How are you today?
It's a bit overcast.
Not like last week.
Dave still won't
come to see you.
He's super grouchy.
I don't want to worry you, but
he's been having
far too many beers.
And Mum, I met a boy.
His name is Luke.
I think you'd really like him.
He says I'm a
really good driver.
SINGSONG: And we're going
to the Burnout.
(MOTOR WHIRRS)
(LAUGHS)
Go, go, go! (LAUGHS)
-Oh...
(BOTH LAUGH)
- My tum!
- Gotta reach higher.
- Having fun, Poppy?
- Oh, hey, Gina.
- Still playing in the sandpit.
(LAUGHS)
(GULLS SCREECH)
- My God. If you look at
those seagulls over there...
SILLY VOICE: Hello. Hello.
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) Luke!
- Oh, I'm just pretending.
I'm not really a walrus.
(LAUGHS)
- You're just too cute.
-Oh...
You are so handsome.
- Aw, you're making me blush.
- (GIGGLES)
Like this tomato sauce?
- (LAUGHS)
- Oh!
(GENTLE MUSIC)
Sorry I'm late.
I was uploading my song for you.
- Wow! Can you play it?
- Sure. Where's your speaker?
(CHEERFUL ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
Hurting
feels so good.
[don't know why.
- Wow, that is so good!
You could be famous.
- It's just a cover.
I've gotta do more
of my own stuff.
- Would you write a song for me?
- Yeah.
I'm gonna do a music course.
- Where?
- In Wellington.
Mum and Dad said they'd pay.
- Oh.
Will you go away?
- Yeah.
- It only be
for a year, but...
1 be back at weekends.
Don't know why,
but it feels so good.
Don't know why, but it feels
50 good,
50 good, so good,
750 good.
- (GIGGLES)
Luke?
-Am I your girlfriend now?
- Of course.
- Can we go out again?
I liked the café.
- I'll be busking at the mall
on the weekend.
We could... go somewhere after?
I don't know why, but it feels
50 good,
50 good, so good,
50 good, so good.
(SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Another?
- Hey. Sophia?
-Hello, Dave.
- I just wanna say that
I'm sorry for the other night.
- I was just really-
- Rude?
Insensitive?
Bad-mannered?
- Yeah. I...
I can be a bit of a dickhead.
- Hey. Pool.
Hello. (SIGHS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
- RADIO: Cooper Tyres Wapiti
is here
to make your wheels go around.
Pop on in
to make your wheels go around.
Pop on in
to Cooper Tyres Wapiti.
- How was pool?
Did you beat Stu?
- (SCOFFS) Yeah, nah.
- Sophia said she saw you.
- What, are you two besties now,
or something?
- I think she likes you.
- What have I said about
minding your own, Poppy?
- SINGSONG: I think
you like her-
- If you don't shut it,
you can forget about doing
this oil change, all right?
(SIGHS)
All right, come on then.
OK. Here you go.
Right down here.
Yep.
Right, so, this
is your oil sump,
and this is the nut
that we have to undo.
You're gonna put
the 14mm right up on there.
Bit more.
Yeah. Just keep turning.
- (SIGHS)
(MOTOR WHIRRS)
- Nice.
-Hey, don't we
put the oil in now?
- Yeah. Yeah, we do.
Well done. I don't know why
I didn't give you a shot sooner.
-Nor do I.
(ENGINE WHIRRS LOUDLY)
What did you do this time?
(ENGINE STARTS)
(ENGINE REVS)
- What do you reckon?
- That's your turbocharger, bro.
I can probably
get started on it next week.
- Uh, kinda hoping to have it
back for the weekend.
I've got a bit of a hot date,
you know?
- Dude, you still haven't
paid me for the last lot.
What do I look like? Your bank?
Sorry, man.
Hey, I'll pay you at pool.
If I can collect it on Friday.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah, all right.
ll see you then.
- I don't suppose you can
give me a ride back to work?
- You are kidding me.
You're gonna be asking
for a courtesy car next.
Take your pick of
the other brojects -
there's no sign of the owners,
payment-wise,
but hey, it's nice
to have a hobby, eh (?)
Come on, then.
I don't have all day.
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(PHONE RINGS)
- Hello? Simpson & Son.
From police?
OK, bye.
- So, do you recognise it?
- It's definitely the car,
but...
I can't make out
who's driving it.
- If that's the case,
then, I strongly suggest
that you look into your own
security, Mr Simpson.
At least change the locks.
- Change the locks?
Any idea how much
that actually costs?
- Imagining me sweet.
Whoa-whoa.
How do I get over you?
I'm not coming back,
not any day.
I'm done with you.
I'm sick of you. Oh-
(COINS RATTLE)
- Guess where I've just been.
The cop shop.
They were asking me
if I know anything
about a little joyride
you took my sister on.
You stay away from her.
Don't think I won't report you.
(MUSIC THUMPS DISTANTLY)
(ENGINE REVS)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(OIL SIZZLES)
COMMENTATOR: ...for Caio Collet
and those chasing Igor Fraga,
because Fraga's got away well...
- (SIGHS)
- Saucy here defending now.
Oh! And Colapinto makes
a move on Rasmussen.
- (SNORES)
(RACE COMMENTARY CONTINUES)
(OIL SIZZLES)
(SMOKE ALARM BEEPS)
- And we will have a battle
royal for the last two rounds.
- (COUGHS)
Dave! Dave!
(SMOKE ALARM BEEPS)
(COUGHS)
(COUGHS)
- What the fuck?
- The kitchen is on fire,
you dick!
(POP SONG PLAYS)
Can't wait. Come on.
Let's take it. Don't hesitate.
- Can you please turn that down?
(SIGHS)
I only wanna shake it up.
Every day is great.
Don't break it.
I only wanna shake it up.
(PAN CLANGS)
- That stinks!
You do too.
(SIGHS)
- How's things?
Seen anyone you like
better than yourself?
Ah, I thought so.
Just don't leave it
too long this time, eh?
- 7 Do you ever wanna fly away?
Escape the night
to flee the day.
Run to feel the
breeze on your face.
- Hi
- Struggle with time
you'll only waste.
Hey, if you ever do,
let me know,
take me with you.
Hey, if you ever do,
just trust me,
I'll run with you.
(SNIFFS)
- Hello there.
- Hi.
Would you like to try something?
Come on, I'll give you a demo.
- Poppy! You're gonna be late!
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(SIGHS)
It's not that Luke, is it?
I knew he'd be a problem
It's OK. You stay in bed.
- You look after her, Bruce.
- (BRUCIE MEOWS)
And hey, if you do
hear from Loser Boy,
remind him that
he owes me money.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(ENGINE STARTS)
(TOOLS CLATTER)
- Poppy?
- I thought I told you
to stay away, Burton.
She doesn't need you
stringing her along.
- I'm not.
And how come you don't rate her?
- Rate her?
- You don't even give
her a chance.
- You are the last person
she wants to see.
You and your wanky warbling.
Jog on.
Hey. How can I help you?
- Left foot brake.
Right foot gas.
Lett foot brake. Right foot gas.
(GUITAR STRUMS)
(GUITAR STRUMS)
- LUKE: Life's unfair.
You gotta know how to take it.
It must be great if you
make it or break it. Yeah.
- (GASPS)
- 1 You are beautiful
in every single way.
Easier to say,
but don't let them
bring you down.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than the
stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
You...
are the reason
it's summertime.
I'm staying in the fast lane
at this stage of my life.
Time accelerates. Don't wanna
waste it, just thrive.
- Looking out...
- Much better.
..For every single sign.
Hey.
Maybe both
our paths could align.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
(LUKE CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(POPPY SIGHS GENTLY)
(GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Luke?
Did you like that?
- Of course. What about you?
- Practice makes perfect.
(CHUCKLES)
- You don't need all
the make-up, though.
I like you ow natural.
- (GIGGLES)
It's 'au nature!"
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Mmm.
Excited for the Burnout, Luke?
Your car's almost ready.
- Thanks.
Great. But, um...
how will we get past Dave?
- I think I might know a way.
(POWER TOOLS WHIRR)
- Hey, Poppy.
Don't tell me Dave's
actually let you out.
- (LAUGHS) I need a favour.
- Anything for you, Poppy.
-Um...
it has to be a secret from Dave.
- Tell me more.
(GRINDER WHIRRS)
- I could pay you back
by working in the weekend.
-No, don't worry.
A great opportunity
to get my name out there,
and Dwight will give us a hand.
- Thank you, Brad.
- No worries.
Are you looking for someone?
- I thought you were spoken for.
Really?
(SIGHS) Um...
I don't wanna totally
get on Dave's bad side.
Sorry, Poppy.
- (SIGHS)
- Hey, Dave.
- Mm.
Well, what about
my apprenticeship?
- You're dreaming, Poppy.
We might not have this
garage for much longer.
- You said
that business was fine.
- Yeah. (SIGHS)
Well, look around, Poppy.
Do you see any customers?
Do you see any customers' cars?
Apart from Luke's,
but we both know
he's not exactly a
paying customer, don't we?
Do you think I don't know
that you've been sneaking
around behind my back?
- I'm fixing Luke's car.
But it didn't cost you anything,
because...
you don't pay me!
- What are you
talking about, Poppy?
I'm talking about you taking
customers' cars for joyrides.
But if that's the case,
then his car stays here.
Give me the keys.
Poppy, give me your keys!
Give me your keys!
- (GRUNTS)
I'll be back later.
(CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
(ENGINE STARTS, CAR DRIVES OFF)
- Luke, have you
been practising?
- Yep.
- Show me.
Yeah, I hold my head
way up there,
all the time,
Jon my own.
Yeah, I hold my head
way up there
all for you,
all for love.
Everyone must
find their place...
- (THE CHECKS' 'HOLD MY HEAD)
- 7 ..to enjoy the human race.
And I hold my head
way up there,
all the time,
Jon my own.
Yeah, I hold my own
way up there,
all the time,
all for you.
Everyone must find their place
to enjoy the human race.
Everyone must find their place
to enjoy the human race.
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(SONG CONTINUES)
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(PAINT SPRAYER HISSES)
(PHONE RINGS)
(MUSIC FADES)
- POPPY: Hi, Luke!
- Poppy. Hey.
- The car's ready.
- It's ready?
What about Dave?
- What he doesn't know
won't hurt him.
Just kidding.
He's fine.
- Great.
See you then.
- Bye.
(PHONE BEEPS)
- You're not just
using Poppy, are you?
- You know, it could be
the other way around.
She's actually quite demanding.
(SCOFFS) I mean
with her driving lessons.
That's how
I'm paying for my car.
It's OK, Mum.
I really, really like her.
- OK,
What about your music course?
You're not forgetting that?
- No. I told Poppy about it.
She thinks I'm really good.
(ROLLER DOOR CLATTERS)
(ROLLER DOOR CLATTERS)
- Hey.
- Hey.
Wait here.
Well, what do you think?
It's my favourite colour.
- Bit girly, isn't it?
- (SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES) It's OK.
I'm just joking!
Brad did a great job.
Thanks to you.
- (GIGGLES)
(LUKE AND POPPY LAUGH)
Sweet.
(BONNET SLAMS)
- Yes!
Come on.
(ROLLER DOOR RATTLES)
- What the fuck? Bradz?
(KEYS JANGLE)
(ENGINE STUTTERS)
(ENGINE REVS)
(SLAMS DOOR)
Poppy. No, no, no, no.
Too far.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SNIFFS)
This ought a slow
you down a little bit.
(TYRE THUDS)
(HAMMER CLATTERS)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Lett foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE ROARS)
And we go up, up,
up, Up, up, up, up.
And away, away, away,
away, away, away, away.
I really need
a shower some day.
7 We are watching
all the stars blazing.
(ENGINE ROARS)
Another-nother horsey night.
Brother pass another fight.
7 One more light
for the night.
7 nother-nother horsey night.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
Brother pass another fight.
One more bite
for the night.
(ENGINES REV)
Brother pass another fight.
One more bite
for the right.
7 nother-nother horsey night.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE REVS)
(MUSIC FADES)
- Morning. Your name please?
- Luke.
- Luke?
- Luke Burton.
- Can I have your driver's
license, please, Luke?
- Check your seatbelt.
- Yep.
- Get you to sign
this for me, Luke.
- Yep.
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS ON PA)
- Thank you.
- Put a wristband on ya.
(ENGINES RUMBLE)
- Awesome. Thanks, man.
- There you go. Have a good day.
- You're good to go.
(ENGINE ROARS)
- I... I'm hungry.
- We don't have time
before we go on.
- Yes we do.
Five cars.
Two minutes each.
- Uh... how about a hot dog?
That's fast.
- Yes, please.
Sauce, mustard and onions.
Can I have a drink too?
I'm really thirsty.
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Back soon.
(SIGHS)
PA: Are we ready for an amazing
day of entertainment,
ladies and gentlemen?
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
Welcome to this year's
Burnout Comp.
First on the pad today,
we've got Dave Simpson,
last year's winner!
Come on, everyone!
Let's see if he can
send it to the wheel nuts!
- Whoo!
- (CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE REVS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(ENGINE ROARS)
(CROWD CHEER)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(ENGINES REV)
PA: Here's the Hawke's Bay boys,
running the 427
methanol-breathing beast.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(CROWD CHEER, WHISTLE)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(ENGINE STALLS)
- Tyre's flat.
- What?
SIGHS: Oh no.
(GASPS)
Dave!
(ENGINE ROAR
CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND)
(TOOLS CLINK)
(ENGINE ROARS)
(WHEEL PINGS)
(ENGINE BACKFIRES)
(CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE REVS, WHEEL RIM GRINDS)
- (CHEERS, LAUGHS)
- Whoo!
(ENGINE REVS)
PA: One of New Zealand's
top runners,
the 557 cubic stoker big block,
all the way from Pahiatua.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(AIR HISSES)
- All done.
This one's on us, Poppy.
- Good luck, eh?
- Thank you.
(ENGINE ROARS, CROWD CHEER)
- Yes please. Yep.
- Yeah!
- (ENGINE BACKFIRES)
- (GRUNTS)
(ENGINE REVS, WHEEL RIM GRINDS)
(DRILL WHIRRS)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
PA: Please give a warm
Wairarapa Nats welcome
PA: Please give a warm
Wairarapa Nats welcome
to newcomer Luke Burton!
(CROWD CHEER)
- (SIGHS)
Let's do this.
(ENGINE RUMBLES,
CROWD CHEER, WHISTLE)
Lett foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE ROARS)
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
(CROWD CHEER)
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
- What the fuck?
Poppy, no!
No, no, no, no. I've gotta
stop her! That's my sister.
No, you don't understand!
She's got a disability!
- She's got a disability!
- You've gotta get back, mate!
It looks like she's
doing fine to me, mate.
Open your eyes. Have a look.
You should be proud, mate!
- Left foot brake.
Right foot gas.
(ENGINE SCREAMS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
Yup!
(CROWD CHEER)
Yes!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
- Whoo!
(ENGINE REVS)
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(ENGINE STOPS)
- Poppy, the tyre.
- Poppy, the tyre.
- No. Dave!
- What do you mean, the tyre'?
- Tell him, Dave!
Yeah, I put a nail in your tyre
to try and slow you down.
She wasn't supposed
to be driving!
- But there could have been
an accident on the way here.
What were you thinking,
arsehole?
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
PA: Time for a refuel.
See you back at the pit
in half an hour.
- (SOBS)
- (CAR ALARM CHIRPS)
- Are you OK?
- He's out of control.
- First you pimp my ride,
and then you steal it.
- What am I gonna do with you?
- (GIGGLES)
Sorry, Luke...
not.
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
- Whoo-hoo!
- Oh my God!
- I did it
- You were amazing.
- Congratulations, Poppy.
- Great score.
- Yeah, you looked sick!
- See you at prize-giving?
- Mm-hm.
- There goes Dave.
- Hold up.
(RINGING TONE)
(APPLAUSE)
- And the best rookie score of
the day - Poppy Simpson!
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(TRIUMPHANT ROCK MUSIC)
- We love you!
- Whoo!
- (WHISTLES)
Whoo!
(MUSIC FADES)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(DOOR SHUTS)
(KNOCKING ON WINDOW)
(WINDOW LOWERS)
- Oh, I didn't call the AA-
- But Poppy did.
She's worried about you, Dave.
- (SIGHS)
I heard what you did.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah.
Think I'm proud of that?
- You really put her
and Luke in danger.
- Is this an official visit?
So, a few beers.
You would too
if this was your life.
- You don't mean Poppy?
- Well...
Yeah, it's...
it's a biggie.
- Poppy is quite capable of
having her own life.
You need to let her go.
- I need to let her go?
There's also the garage
as well, which is-
- I thought cars
were your thing.
- Yeah, they...
they are.
But not these cars, you know?
You give me a McLaren any day.
- They still make McLarens.
- Yeah, in the UK.
-And?
- It was you that gave Poppy all
those lame brochures, wasn't it?
- She tried to help you.
- (SIGHS)
- When you get over yourself...
give me a call.
(CAR STARTS)
(BIRDSONG)
- Hey, Mum,
Dad.
- It's OK, Dave.
- Sorry that I haven't
been here in a while.
Make that ever.
TEARFULLY: Mum, I'm sorry that
I didn't see that bend coming.
- I's OK.
It's OK.
- Anyway, um...
I got myself in a bit of
a mess, and, um...
and I nearly lost Poppy, and...
and now I lost the garage
and the house.
Guess you should have left
Poppy in charge, Dad.
She would have done
a better job.
WHISPERS: I'm sorry, Poppy.
(SNIFFLES)
OK, boss. You ready?
One, two, three.
(DUB MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
(DUB MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
(DOORBELL CHIMES)
(SIGHS)
Hey.
-Hi.
Oh, don't you scrub up well?
You certainly
took your time, though.
I heard there was a problem
with the kitchen.
-No...
nothing that couldn't be fixed.
Let me pour you a drink.
- (CHUCKLES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
- Congratulations.
- Whoo-hoo!
- Just square that up for 3007
- Cheers. Sorted.
- No, I'm not asking
if I can have it.
- Yeah, of course you're not
asking if you can have it.
- Ill bring it back.
- Oh. Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Come on. Come and get it.
(MUSIC FADES)
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
- (SNIFFLES)
- Yeah. Needs to be done.
(BROODING MUSIC)
See you later.
Love you.
I'll call you when
we get there, all right?
- Come here.
You be good.
- Hey, Bruce.
It's time to go.
(LIGHT-HEARTED MUSIC)
Hi, Lucy!
- Hello, Poppy.
- Can you please put this
in my room?
See my bathroom, Luke?
This is my new lounge.
I have my own chair,
and my own remote.
- Nice.
- Where shall I put this?
-Uh...
kitchen, please.
- Have you heard from UK Dave?
- Yes.
He's living his dream.
- And what about you?
All going according to plan?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Great.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
- 7 Life's unfair.
You gotta know how to take it.
7 Must be great if you
make it or break it. Yeah.
- 1 You are beautiful
in every single way.
Easier to say,
but don't let them
bring you down.
Sunshine is what your heart is
and everyone should copy.
Brighter than the
stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
I'm staying in the fast lane
at this stage of my life.
Time accelerates. Don't wanna
waste it, just thrive.
I'm looking out
for every single sign.
Hey.
7 Maybe both our
paths could align.
Sunshine is what your heart is
and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
If things don't add up,
maybe start to subtract.
But whatever you do,
don't reverse on this track.
Keep on going
and raise your head.
Cos you and I, babe,
for this life we are blessed.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
it's summertime.
7 Yeah, yeah.
Sunshine is what your heart
is and everyone should copy.
Brighter than
the stars combined.
Yeah, you're my
sunshine, Poppy.
I You're...
my sunshine.
2 You
are the reason
Yeah.
7 My sunshine.
- POPPY: Perfect.