Ride with the Wind (1994) - full transcript
Frank Shelby was once the best flat track motorcycle racer on the circuit. Despite one too many high-speed wrecks, he dreams of winning "The Nationals". Frank befriends a critically ill boy named Danny who is fascinated by the carefree biker. Together they form a special bond that gives them the strength to fight and face their challenges - for Frank it's the Nationals, for Danny it's his life.
[SLOW BLUEGRASS MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLINKING]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS AND GASPS]
Oh!
[SIGHS]
Ah!
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING]
COMMENTATOR: And they're off.
It's a fast start.
Number six Bart Rhodes
in the front,
followed by number 11,
Rick Hutchins.
In third place from
the Mitchell team,
number 45, Paul Roman.
And moving up in fourth,
the Eagle,
number 66, Frank Shelby.
And in the second lap,
Rhodes is holding the lead,
but look at this.
Frank Shelby is
moving up on him.
Third place.
[ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING]
The Mitchell rider's gone down.
Eddie Mitchell's team leader
has lost his bike.
[GRUNTS]
Frank Shelby's
gone off the track,
and he's down hard.
The yellow flag is up.
We're waiting to see how
serious the Eagle's
been injured.
It looks as if Frank Shelby's
gonna be all right, folks.
Whoo! Shades of 1981
is all on the National.
[EXHALES]
Next time, Eagle.
You'll get 'em next time.
[GRUNTING]
Hey, Frank.Hi, Steph.
You're late.
We ran out of cash.
You're gonna have to
take a check.
Oh, come on.
A check?
Mm-hmm.
Wanna help me
spend this?
Sorry, Frank.
The world's changed.
MAN: Hey, Frank.
Frank, got a minute?
Hey, Francis,
what's happening?
Hey, man,
give me a break.
Okay, keep moving.
Frank, Eddie wants his money.
I gotta tell you.
It's my new job now.
Come on, Frank.
Pay Eddie what you owe.
Pay him something as
an act of good faith.
Damn, Frank.
You owe Eddie.
Come on. I'm not
a traitor, Frank.
Well, I'm gonna pay Eddie,
Francis.
'Cause guess what's
gonna happen?
What?
The Eagle and I are
gonna win the Nationals.
Hmm.
National.
[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]
[KEY TO THE HIGHWAY
PLAYING ON RADIO]
♪ I'm going back to the border
♪ Where I'm better known
♪ I got the key
To the highway... ♪
[MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY]
[MUSIC STOPS]
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
FRANK: Hi.
Got a flat, huh?
Uh, yeah.
Yes, my...
Frank Shelby.
My jack's...I'll take a look at it.
[GRUNTS]
Your jack don't work.
Yes, that's what I
was saying. My jack...
I got one in the truck.
[GRUNTS]
[CLATTERING]
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
Ow!
[EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]
It's 500 bucks for
these sprockets.
You want a cheese cracker?
A jack would be,
be great.
Ah!
[HAWKING]
Stick to the roof
of your mouth.
[MUTTERS]
I'll fix this in no time.
[MUTTERS AND GROANS]
Ah!
God dang it!
You all right?Yeah.
Oh, boy!Are you sure?
Yeah. Oh, God!
I'll be right
back at her.
Okay.Give me a second.
Oh, yeah.
Frank Shelby.
[GROANS]
[FRANK GROANS]
Oh, God.
[GROANS]
Oh.
BANK TELLER:
I'll need some other form
of ID, Mr. Shelby.
Your driver's license
is from out of state,
and, uh, an American
Motorcycle Association card
isn't satisfactory.
Guess I should see
your supervisor.
All right.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Hold on a sec.
BANK TELLER:
I need a check approved.
SUPERVISOR: I'll have to
get back to you tomorrow.
BANK TELLER:
It's this gentleman
who's from out of state.
SUPERVISOR:
I'll take care of it.
Mr. Shelby.
Well, I'm amazed.
You still got
a driver's license.
How you feeling?Huh?
Your back's still sore?
You look slightly better
than you did last night.
Flat tire.
You stopped to help.
You passed out.
I fixed it.
Anyway, it's the thought
that counts.
Thank you.
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
Anybody know where I can
get a bike fixed around here?
[SHUTS CAR DOOR]
Looks like you need
a tune up.
How's the back?
Never better.
Bull.
My room ready?
It's yours.
Any idea how long?
Long enough to get ready
for the National.
The National?
Don't you just love it?
I'm gonna clean up,
drop some stuff off.
Meet you at
the cantina?
You got it.
Is that Frank Shelby?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's Frank Shelby.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
COMMENTATOR: The biggest
race of the year,
the National Mile,
thundering down toward
a conclusion.
And it's become
a two-man battle.
Jack Hayes and
Frank Shelby,
friends since high school,
now just five laps away
from the National Championship.
What an unbelievable drama.
What is going...
Trouble, trouble
in turn two.
Hayes is down!
Frank Shelby
takes control...
Whoa! And Shelby has rammed
the back of Hayes' motorcycle.
Frank Shelby tumbling on
the back stretch
after colliding with
his best friend's bike.
Unbelievable.
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING
IN DISTANCE]
[UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Frank.
Hey, Eddie.
You Travis?
That you back there, Francis?
Frank, I want
my money.
Mo more talk.
Just pay up.
Serious? You're gonna
beat me up?
Yeah.For a lousy 2,000 bucks?
Four.Two.
Four.Two.
You guys talking business?
Jack, I've had it
up to here with Shelby's crap.
It's pay up time.
They wanna beat me up, Jack?
Oh, well.
Then, it is business.
I suggest another time,
another place.
Okay? Where this whole
ugly matter can be
handled reasonably,
without all
this animosity
and temper.
Okay, let me talk
to Frank.
I'm sure we can come up
with a solution, Eddie,
that you'll be
comfortable with.
Hey, stranger.
Ginger, how you doing?
I know what you're having,
and I know what you want.
Mm-hmm?
Make it a double.
How's Louise?
Louise is fine.
She says hi.
I'm glad to hear that.
Hey, you got yourself a team.
Yeah.
They any good?Yeah.
Uh-huh.Yeah.
Young, lot of potential.
No screw-ups.
Sponsors are interested,
and you know, we could
actually amount to something.
Hmm.
I'm outta here, too.
Wanna get together and
tell lies about
the good ol' days?
[SIGHS]
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
[EXCLAIMS]
[GINGER LAUGHING]
That was good, Frank.
[DOOR RATTLES]
Who's that?
FRANK: That son of a...
Morning, Frank.The hell are you doing?
Maybe we should
just go.
[TRAVIS SNORTS]
[FRANK GROANS] Oh!
Gee, Frank.
Why didn't you
just pay 'em?
Come on.
GINGER: Frank!
Get me up. Get me up.Oh!
God!
[GROANS]
Follow my finger.
I don't like the looks of
that bump on your head.
We're gonna have to
run some tests.
What do you want?
I was looking
at your tattoo.
[MUTTERS]
Where did you get
that scar?
Racing motorcycles.
What happened?
Did you crash
or something?
FRANK: Yeah, I crashed.
Why don't you just shut up
and leave me alone?
What are you doing?
It's okay, Mom.
No, it is not okay.
Why are you yelling
at my son?
Let's go.
You have a concussion,
Mr. Shelby.
You need bed rest.
When can I get back
on a bike?
Mr. Shelby...
You know,
I look at these X-rays,
and I see a man with
more broken bones
than I've seen in a single
human being before.
Both arms, both clavicles,
metal plates,
the spine has been fused
in three places.
And those are
the old injuries.
I'm amazed that
you can walk.
And added to that,
concussion.
Bed rest.I heard you.
When can I get back
on a bike?
Fine.
The dizziness and stuff,
that's gonna pass, ain't it?
Perhaps,
with bed rest.
Thanks.
KATHERINE: Danny?
Danny?
You all right?
What are you doing?
I'm doing a tattoo.
You had good dreams?
Yeah.
I am so hungry.
DANNY: Me, too.You are?
This is good news.
I'd like to hear this.
Oh, man.
Mom, do you have to go?
Yeah, I gotta go home.
Get my clothes,
go to work.
But it's Friday.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock, knock.Who's there?
Banana.Banana who?
Knock, knock.Who's there?
Orange.Orange who?
Orange you glad
I didn't say "banana"?
Oh.
I want my horse.
You got it.
So, I will be back
tonight, at 6:30.
Have a good day.
I love you.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
Hey.
How you doing?
Well, I stopped by
the gift shop,
I got some stuff for you.
Got, uh...
Horses drinking
at the lake.
Zebras drinking
at the lake.
And I got you some
bike magazines.
This one here has got
pictures of girls in it, so...
You might wanna check 'em out
before your mom sees 'em.
Huh.
That was your mom...
wasn't it?
Yeah. Well, I can do without
her or your old man
getting pissed at me.
I don't have a dad.
[SIGHS]
You know,
what happened
the other day?
Yeah. Okay.
See ya.
Are you going home?
Yeah.
JACK: Yeah, he's good.
Real good.
And he's aggressive,
he's smooth.
Main thing is,
he needs more seat time.
Yeah.
But as far
as marketing skills,
he doesn't have a clue.
[LAUGHS]
You're gonna hate him.
The guy you wanna look at
is number 42.
Hugh O'Neal.
He's a kid. He's 22.
There's not an ounce
of fat on him.
He's got great reflexes.
And I got his bike,
it's tuned out as he is.
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARING]
COMMENTATOR:
Jack Hayes
scrambling back for his bike.
He wants to get his
motorcycle back on
two wheels.
Hayes wants
back in the race.
Meanwhile, Shelby's
thundering...
Oh! Shelby has slammed into
the back of Jack Hayes' bike.
Shelby tumbling end over end,
down the back stretch.
A horrible crash.
Out of turn, too.
There's Hayes
running to his fallen friend.
The red flag flies,
the race stops.
Medical personnel
rushing to the scene.
What an irony.
Jack Hayes will be
the National Champion,
Shelby will
lose the crown,
because he slammed into
the back of
his best friend's bike.
JACK: Frank?
Frank?
God, you look old.
Place has turned into
something, Jack.
Yeah.
Yeah, it just kind of
grew up on its own.
You proud of this?
Look, I, uh...
I talked to Ginger.
And I got your bike back.
And then, I had a long talk
with your doctor.
Time to get off, Frank.
Do something
that's good for you.
You know, for once
in your life!
[OBJECT RATTLES]
[SIGHS EXASPERATEDLY]
[EXHALES]
I'm gonna go work on my bike.
Get ready for the National.
Well, that's a surprise.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS
OVER PA]
[SLOW BLUEGRASS MUSIC PLAYING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Frank, you're drinking these
things like they're water.
Did you get divorced,
or did you fall in love?
I gotta go to the bank.
I apologized to a kid, you know.
It was,
I don't know, stupid.
Oh. Hey, Francis.
What will it be?
Francis, my man.
Come on, have a seat.
GINGER:
You want something?
Soda. Just soda.
Thanks.
No, no, no, no.
Not a soda.
Um, maybe, uh...
Look, Frank.
Come on, man.
It was your fault, man.
Just let it rot,
will you, Frank?
I mean,
it's all finished now.
And he's not angry anymore.
So just...
Just let it go,
will you, man?
No.
Eddie ain't angry? Hmm.
Trashed me.
He trashed my bike.
Let it go, Frank.
I'm sorry, Frank.
I never meant
for you to get hurt.
Shut up.
Francis...
Yeah, Frank.
I told you to shut up.
Hey, Frank.
Just let it go.
I'm sorry, Frank.
I thought with
Jack repaying Eddie,
you know, you'd be okay
with everything and all.
You know...
Frank!
[FRANK MOANING]
Oh...
DOCTOR: Mr. Shelby,
how are we feeling?
[GROANS]
Not too good is my guess.
It's good to see you back.
Although I hoped it would
have been as an out patient.
But, then,
given your lifestyle,
I doubt whether you would have
followed through.
Drink much, Mr. Shelby?
Let me put it to you plainly.
We're gonna keep you
here for a few days.
Tests, that sort of thing.
[GROANS] Oh, God.
Now the ribs have
been re-damaged,
and there's a deep bruise
along the lower back.
Site of the former injury.
I'll check back
with you later.
Oh, one more thing,
Mr. Shelby.
Did you hit your head
when you fell?
No one at the bar
seems to remember.
Game is tight.
Phoenix doesn't
call time out,
and Bart steals
the inbound pass.
He's into the corner
with nowhere to go.
And he lets loose
with a fall away 15-footer.
And it's good,
and the Lakers win!
Yay!FRANK: Nice shot.
I probably would have missed it.
Hey, you got a minute?
Why don't you pull up
a chair, sit down?
[EXHALES]
You get hurt
racing again?
Yeah.
Yeah, a rookie took me out.
How long are you here for?
Couple days, I guess.
I gotta do some
tests and crap.
How come
you're still here?
Same thing.
Tests and stuff.
Like a jail, ain't it?
You've been in jail?
Yeah.
What's wrong with you?
I don't know.
What do you mean
you don't know?
Ain't they telling you?
There's something wrong
with my blood.
Like what?
It doesn't work right.
Well, if it don't work right,
you fix it.
My bike breaks,
I fix it. It's simple.
What does your bike
look like?
I got a picture of the lady.
Knock you right out.
Hey, did you like
the magazines I got you?
Neat.
Here.
Feast your eyes
on this.
Wow, nice!
Nice? Come on!
That's as good as it gets.
You called it the Eagle?
Her. My bike, it's a lady.
The Eagle.
How fast does it go?
Goes as fast as
she wants to.
Fast as I let her.
You ever been
to a race?
No.
Oh, man!
Flat tracking is awesome.
Sends the chill
up and down my spine.
It's like thunder,
only all at once.
And then, wham!
Hits you right in the chest.
Oh, you're gonna love it.
Here, you take the Eagle.
My mom might...
What? Your mom might what?
Wonder who the girl is.
Huh.
All right.
That's cool.
[GRUNTS]
Thanks.Yeah.
What's your name?
Frank. Frank Shelby.
Danny Barnes.
Mm-hmm.
Good to meet you, Danny.
Can I call you Frank?
Well, maybe.
We'll see how it goes.
Man, I'll tell you.
If I start working out,
I think I'll get myself ready
for the National.
Gotta get used to the pain,
that's all.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
Hey.
Lookie here.
Here, grab one.
Yeah.
Right down here, Danny.
Come here.
Afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen,
and welcome to
the Sacramento Mile.
The king of the flat track
racing circuit.
Today's main event
features a grudge match
you've all been waiting for.
It's Frank "The Eagle" Shelby...
Thank you very much.
Really appreciate it.
Up against the rookie
sensation of the season
Danny, uh, what?
The Outlaw.
The Outlaw.
Danny "The Outlaw" Barnes.
Yeah! Ha!
Hold on to your hats,
ladies and gentlemen,
this could be the race
of the season.
[CHILDREN LAUGH]
A five lap dash for cash
and bragging rights
for life.
Hey, kid.
What's your name?
Hold your hand up
five seconds and then
drop it.
You're ready?
Rev it up, man, rev it up.
Go ahead.
Go! Go!
Yeah! Yeah!
Attaboy! Good, good.
Good, go!
Accelerate.
Take it inside. Inside.
That's it.
Smooth, smooth.
Go, go, go!
Yeah, move!
Good!
All right. All right.
Take me down.
And go, yeah!
Yeah! Good one, good one.
Watch the plant.
Watch the plant.
[LAUGHS] Yeah.
Okay, now, go, go!
Pull it up, Danny!
Now let's do it.
You got it!
Easy! Find it, find it!
Attaboy! Attaboy!
Okay. Off course.
Typical. Here we go.
Come on, Danny,
accelerate!
You got it, man!
Go! Go!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Way to go, man!
Hey!
Way to go, bud. You won.
[PANTING]
Here. You deserve that, man.
I'll trade you.
Thanks, Frank.
[CONTINUES PANTING]
KATHERINE: So what am I
supposed to say?
That I'm scared?
I'm worried?
We were doing so great, Danny.
And then, along comes
this drunk, this bum.
Frank's not a bum.
The point is
it's critical.
It is important that
you take care of yourself.
I feel fine, Mom.
I promise not
to screw up.
To be responsible.
It's cool."It's cool"?
You're starting to
sound like him.
Okay, Danny.
We have an understanding, right?
Okay.
Give me five.
The latest cycle of drugs
hasn't improved
Danny's condition.
His white cell count
is still way up.
So what now?
We'd like to start
the new therapy.
When?
Tomorrow.
Every time you try
something new,
he gets worse.
He's been through
so much.
We keep trying.
Yeah, I know.
Okay, I'll tell him.
JACK: Switched to coffee?Yeah.
National. Been training.
Oh, yeah. I forgot.
Well, if you get this
thing running,
maybe bring it out
to the track.
Show my boys how
it shouldn't be done.
Thanks, Jack.
Excuse me.
Mr. Shelby?
Good. Very good.
Jack Hayes.
Katherine Barnes.
Nice to meet you.
Well, I'll-I'll leave you
to Mr. Shelby.
Once he starts talking
you can't shut him up.
Nice to meet you, Mrs...
Ms. Barnes.
Ms... Whatever.
[LAUGHING]
Oh, shit.
JACK: Mr. Shelby.
Is Mr. Shelby...
So, Mr. Shelby...
This is where you work?
Kind of. Yeah. Yeah.
I wanna talk to you
about Danny.
He likes you very much.
I'm sure you know that.
What you don't know
is how much
your little race the other day
affected him.
He's very ill, Mr. Shelby.
He's taking a medication
which restricts his
physical capabilities.
If he had fallen,
or hit something hard,
the results could have
been disastrous.
And, as it is,
he's very weak, anemic.
Uh, do you understand
what I'm telling you?
Yes, I do.
Thank you.
Dr. Dailey tells me
that you are one of
his out patients.
I suppose you'll be
visiting the hospital?
Danny would like to
see you again.
If you do visit him,
please, no games,
no physical activity.
All right?
Sure.
Well, thank you for your time.
Would you say goodbye
to Mr. Hayes for me?
Sure.
Oh, I-I have one more
favor to ask you.
When you see Danny,
will you
watch your language
around him?
He's starting to
sound like you.
Goodbye.
Kind of classy for you.
You think so?
What the hell's he doing?
[COUGHING]
MAN: Getting in shape
to kick your butt.
Kind of pathetic.
[FRANK CONTINUES COUGHING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[MOTORCYCLE ROARING]
[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]
♪ You'll have shoes
Of silver
♪ Shoes of bright green leather
♪ Ribbon to tie
Your hair with
♪ And a ring for every finger
♪ I know where you go
♪ And I know who's
Gone with you ♪
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
Oh!
I used to sing to her
before she was sick.
Mm. When she was scared
and she'd have bad dreams.
There was so much
life here.
[SNIFFLING]
So much hope.
I believed she would
get better.
So much life
in this place.
[SOBS]
Katherine...
do you think it's true?
What?
Do you think it's true
that they stay?
I mean, could she
still be here?
Maybe she's at home.
She'd want her toys.
[SOBBING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Hi.
How long has he
been asleep?
The nurse just gave
him his shot
ten minutes ago.
He's a great kid.
You should be proud.
I am.
Let's go for coffee.
Oh, uh...
No, I should... [SNIFFLES]
I'll have you back here
in 20 minutes. Promise.
He was diagnosed
18 months ago.
And the first series of chemo
worked really well.
He went into remission
for a year.
And, uh, then
a few months ago,
cancer cells came back.
And nothing they
seemed to try
does any good.
And now they're trying
something new.
If that doesn't work...
He's one of a kind.
What?
He's one of a kind.
He's got a gift.
Those are the ones
that make it.
Well, if it were
that simple, Mr. Shelby,
half the beds
in this hospital
would be empty,
and you would be
a millionaire.
Danny's fought.
He's refused to give up.
But after a little while,
you need a little help.
I mean, he can't just make
himself better 'cause he
wants to get better.
[SIGHS]
We're talking
about cancer, Mr. Shelby,
not a common cold.
Would you call me Frank?
All right.
Danny's got help.
He's got more than most.
He's got you.
And you gotta want it for him.
You can't give up.
You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.
You don't have any idea
about the time,
and the care,
and the prayers.
Don't you dare pass
judgment on me or Danny,
because you are totally
ignorant of the people
and the circumstances
involved, Frank.
You're right.
I don't know you.
But me and Danny,
we got something going.
It's a man thing.
I know what it's like
to live with pain.
And I know that the pain
can get so bad
that dying seems like
the only solution.
Now, all I wanna do is
spend a little time
with your son.
Just get to know him.
No racing, no swearing.
Just parts.
That's...
That's okay.
Thanks.
[STAMMERS]
I'm gonna go see Danny.
It's my pleasure.
Thanks for the time.
You.
You gotta get lower
in turn two.
Groove is down there.
You gotta go hunt for it.
I want you guys to start
pressing each other.
That's why
it's called "racing."
Five more laps.
Let's go.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Go get 'em,
you old dog.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, this one I got in Peoria.
I had a blowout.
Going down the front straight
and then I skidded,
I don't know,
maybe 50 feet down.
I'd have been okay,
but a rookie ran over me.
And then,
this one here...
You see that?
I got that in Castle Rock.
I hit the wall.
Back straight doing about 130.
Did it hurt much?
Heck yeah it hurt.
Hi.
Danny has to go to sleep
for this procedure.
But you can stay until then.
All right.
Hi.
Do you want me to
turn this on?
Here we go.
Frank, you ever get scared?
Yeah.
I think everybody's scared
of something, Dan.
I know that's why
I do what I do.
It's why I race.
I mean...
I was at the shop,
I was trying to figure out
what to bring you.
I kinda wanted to
bring you something.
Your mom
told me what was gonna
be going on,
so I brought you the Eagle.
She, uh...
She's a hood ornament
on my '51 Ford truck
for a long time,
about 20 years.
We traveled across
the country together,
and we did a lot of
new things
for the first time.
And, uh...
I got busted up,
was in the hospital,
and the doc said
I'd never ride again.
I wanna tell you, young man,
that was the scariest time
of my life.
All I had was her,
so I just picked her up
and I
just held her tight.
[SIGHS]
And I believed with
all my heart that
one day I'd ride again.
And you did.
You damn betcha...
Darn right I did.
I'll tell you something.
I think
it should work for you.
Just hold her real tight, Danny.
Just believe
with all your heart.
I give you my word,
the eagle will protect you.
You and her just riding it.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS IN PAIN]
Staring seemed to help, huh?
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
Yeah.
What's on your mind, part?
History.
My friend...
You pay these little
visits, you know.
Come around, clean up.
Race...
And you go back to whatever
hell you cook up for yourself.
That's what you've been doing
since you got busted up.
And watching you yesterday,
riding like the Eagle,
flying in the field...
Time was that it brought
tears to my eyes.
I mean it.
Like a living dream, Frank.
Now, I-I...
I just get a
sort of sad feeling,
'cause I don't know
who I'm watching.
The man you wanna be,
the man who was...
I just stopped believing
a long time ago
it's the man you are.
But you fooled me.
You...
You show up this time,
and get drunk, screw up.
All the bad luck
hanging on you like always.
But something's different.
I can't put my finger on it,
but you're different.
I mean, a part of me is sayin',
"Watch out, Jack, he...
"He's gonna burn you big."
I don't believe I ever heard
you say thank you to me
in all the years
I've known you.
And I've never known
you to be kind.
But I heard you say,
"Thanks, Jack."
And there is a kindness
in you, Frank,
I've never seen before.
Part of me is believing again.
[BLUES MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHILDREN YELLING AND PLAYING]
Hey.
[TOOLS CLATTERING]
FRANK: Francis...
You could cough or something,
you know.
You scared
the hell out of me.
I'm like a cat.
Silent.
Walking on velvet pads.
Hey, is this a kid's bike?
Yeah.
For a friend.
Is this gonna be
a small version
of your bike?
Yeah.
Thought so! Thought so.
Yeah, man, I...
I think I know
what's going on here.
Something wonderful
is about to happen.
It's a good idea, Frank.
This is a fine idea!
Hey, Francis...
You know, the other day at
the bar, when I trashed you...
I'm sorry.
No offense.
Didn't hurt.
Didn't have any Frank power
behind it.
It was kind of weak like.
Of course,
you were drunk.
[SIGHS HEAVILY] Frank...
She wants me to
find her heart.
She said you're too busy.
Yeah.
I would really appreciate
that, Francis.
Okay. Done deal.
[EXHALES] You...
You look good, Frank.
Thinner.
Uh-oh.
You're losing some hair
on the top there, though.
Hey, how old is this kid?
No, don't tell me.
Don't tell me.
She'll tell me.
Oh, it's good to talk
with you, Frank.
It's real good to talk with you.
Oh, it's been too long.
[FRANCIS CHUCKLES]
Hey, I'll probably have
something for you in
a day or two, all right?
I got myself a blender.
I don't know.
You think it's too California?
Ah...
Sort of like it
used to be, huh, Frank?
[INAUDIBLE]
Hi.
Hi.
Kate, uh, I'd like to
take you to dinner tonight.
Oh, Frank...
Thank you, but Danny expects
me at the hospital every night.
I'll pick you up
at the hospital.
7:30?
Danny's gonna be
resting by then, and...
Come on, I promise
to have you back at 9:00 sharp.
Thank you, but no.
What kind of food do you like?
What?Food.
What kind of food do you like?
See, I need to know
in order to make a reservation.
I mean, fancy's okay,
but not too fancy, all right?
Yeah.Great.
I'll see you at 7:30.
Bye.
You know, the fancy...
I don't have a suit.
[ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING]
Come on.
Let's roll with it.
Mom...
[VOCALIZING]
You're more excited about this
than a Lakers game, aren't you?
You're making me nervous.
I want you to have
a great time.
Have some fun.
I mean, don't spill stuff.
And don't make him mad.
Don't worry abut me
and then leave early.
Have dessert, stay out.
Go to a movie.
And?
You gotta talk about bikes
at some point.
Bring 'em up over coffee
or something.
Just drop a comment like,
Team Harley lost John Forbes.
Or that you heard Randy Lewis
had a European sponsor.
Wait a minute. Hold on.
I don't even know what
you're talking about.
It doesn't matter, Mom.
It shows you're interested.
That makes him interested.
Well, it is just dinner.
Okay, maybe that's
too technical.
[SIGHS]
This is better.
Come on, pay attention, Mom.
I am listening to
your every word.
Tell him that you heard me
talking about the Nationals.
Ask him about how
important they are.
That's good, 'cause if he
starts talking about 'em,
you'll know what to ask.
Okay, I will do my best.
I promise.
I will have a great time.
I will not spill anything.
I will try to say
something halfway intelligent
about motorcycles.
And I will be back here
at 9:00 sharp, okay?
Mom...What?
Do you like him?
What?Do you like Frank?
You do like him.
When you come back,
could you bring Frank?
I wanna show him something.
Sure. I'll ask him.
You are the neatest kid
in the world, you know that?
I love you.
Mom...
You look fantastic.
Bye.
Bye.
KATHERINE:
He was a gift.
We'd been trying to have
a baby for a long time, and
when Danny came out,
he was
perfect... [CHUCKLES]
Distinct. It was Danny.
And then he...
He got sick and
Steven couldn't handle it.
So he left.
Did you love him?
I did. Yeah, I think so.
What about you?
Have you ever been in love?
[SIGHS]
No.
Hmm.
Would you like another drink?
Yes, thank you.
Oh, my God!
I don't believe this!
Oh, I'm so... [CHUCKLES]
I used to spill stuff
all the time.
Oh, um...
I know what I wanted
to ask you.
I wanted to ask you
about the National.
Shoot.
Um...
Is it important?
Yeah.
[MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING]
Would you like to dance?
Ah! So...
Hi. How are you feeling?
Okay.You okay?
Yeah.
One for you,
and one for me.
How are you doing, my man?
Hey, Mom, could I
talk to Frank for a minute?
In private?
Sure.
I'll take a little walk.
These are my mom's tools.
But she lets me use 'em.
I did this.
It's kinda hard to tell
it's a horse.
I got better on this one.
This is nice.
This is my best one.
This is beautiful work, Danny.
You should be proud of him.
I carved him
'cause I was afraid.
He doesn't look afraid,
does he?
Well...
You can't tell for sure.
I mean,
he don't look afraid.
Again, that can fool you.
I bet if you was to ask him,
he'd tell you he was
afraid of something.
Like what?
Well, I don't know.
Being alone.
Growing old.
Maybe the fear that...
That one day
fear is gonna
replace your courage.
He got a name?
I haven't thought of one.
I think if you wanna find out
what he's afraid of,
you gotta ask him.
I know what I'd call him.
Kind of looks like him, too.
What?
Danny.
What the hell do you think
is going on here?
Trivia? Play time?
You don't even know what
a ratchet is, so, please,
don't go near the lady.
Y'all understand?
MAN: Who says?FRANCIS: "Who says"?
"Who says"?
What's that supposed to mean?
Who says? Who says?
Who says? Who says?
I don't know who says.
God sakes.
FRANK: Francis,
what's going on?
Tell 'em, Frank.
Tell 'em please
not to touch it.
They know zilch.
I come in, final tune, Frank.
Final tune.
And they're all hovering
around it like buzzards.
Just wanted to help.
FRANCIS: You know what
I'm saying, Frank.
Francis is Chief Wrench,
you gotta check with him first.
Look, Francis...
Mr. Bartley,
rookie.
Mr. Bartley, we'd like to help.
Who says?
MAN: You name it,
we'll do it.
Any pointers
you could give us,
we'd appreciate.
We just wanna be part of this.
Let me think about it.
Now you boys get out
of here for now.
Let me ruminate.
Come on, you guys.
That's pretty well done.
You're learning.
Little bit at a time.
They will appreciate her.
Thank you, Francis.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
FEMALE DOCTOR:
He had the attack
40 minutes ago.
We've medicated him.
Okay, right away,
let's get him to ICU.
Did you open up the IV?
MALE NURSE: Yes.
We'll take
good care of him.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I feel so helpless.
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
I wanna be with him.
I need to be with him.
He
wants me to
give you this.
[EXHALES]
If he dies,
I wanna be there.
I wanna catch his spirit.
[SOBBING]
DANNY: Hey, Frank.
I wanted to
give you the wings earlier,
but they weren't done.
I figured
since you gave me yours,
you'd need some
for the Nationals.
Hope you like 'em.
I wanna ask you
a favor, Frank.
My mom, I think,
really likes you.
And just in case
something happens to me,
I was hoping you could
take care of her.
Don't tell her, or...
But just in case.
Thanks, Frank.
Hey, guess what?
I got to know Danny,
like you said.
Where'd you learn that trick?
Your pal, Danny.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
Is this what you want?
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
There you go.
Just let him live.
Just let him live.
[SNIFFLING]
Just let him live.
Please.
Please.
Katherine.
He's better.
He's weak,
but he's better.
Katherine,
I love you.
All right.
What a job you did
on that breakfast.
I got a secret.
What?Promise not to tell?
You get to go back
to your own room
this afternoon.
Honest?Honest.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Me.
[CHUCKLES]
[BLUEGRASS MUSIC PLAYING]
COMMENTATOR:
Jack Hayes
trying his best to get that
motorcycle back on its wheel.
Meanwhile, the team leader,
Frank Shelby, thundering on.
I don't think he sees
the yellow flag.
All he can see is
the National Championship
waiting at the end of
one more lap.
Whoa! Shelby has rammed
the back of Hayes' motorcycle.
Frank Shelby, end over end,
tumbling down the back stretch.
An incredible finish
to the National Mile.
And what an irony.
Hayes is gonna be
the National Champion,
and Shelby will
finish his season
face down on the back stretch.
So my folks took him in,
and-and we became
like-like brothers.
And, uh, we raced
in Europe together,
and we raised a lot of hell.
[LAUGHS] Right.
And then he had his accident.
And, uh, he was out
for a few years.
By the time he got back,
I'd gotten married
and had my first kid,
and he, uh, just kept
going downhill.
Until he ran into
you and Danny.
Now he's got something
he actually cares about.
So, what time
do you want us there?
Well, um...
I figure the main
starts about 3:00,
so we'll pick you up
a quarter after 2:00?
Okay.And, uh,
things should be
real comfortable
for you and Danny.
Thank you, Jack.
No, thank you.
You asked me to take care
of your mom in case
something happened to you.
Let me tell you.
I'm gonna do that.
But I want you to
be there, Dan.
I want you and me
to do it together.
And the second thing is,
it's gonna be
my last race tomorrow.
And it would be an honor to me,
it would be a privilege if...
I could wear your
colors out there.
[SIGHS]
That way, it will be like
the Barnes-Shelby racing team.
I got your old bandanna.
I'll put it on my arm.
And you and me
will be out there together.
What do you say?
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Just like old times, huh, Frank?
Holy mackerel!
You better stay out
of the sun.
You don't have much hair
on the top of your head.
You could get melanoma
or warts or something.
Let's go to work.
[INAUDIBLE]
Ladies and gentlemen,
we welcome you to the fastest
motorcycle dirt track
anywhere on the planet.
It is the Mile National,
and the numbers are by far
130 mile an hour
straightaway speed.
Twenty-five laps of a mile
as the 12 master riders
from this terrific field
assemble here today.
And here's how they'll line up.
Ladies and gentlemen,
number one, the emblem
of the National Champion,
Chris Carr.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Chris Carr's rival,
number two, Sean Parker.
The man who has
won the National Mile
more times than anyone else,
always the big favorite
of the fans.
He carries number nine,
ladies and gentlemen,
the Springer,
Jay Springsteen.
[CROWD CHEERING]
And what a pleasant surprise.
Starting fourth
on the field today,
put your hands together
and welcome back
one of the toughest,
and certainly the oldest
rider in the field today,
ladies and gentlemen,
the Eagle, Frank Shelby.
[LOUD CHEERING]
Here we go.
COMMENTATOR:
Talk about tension in the air.
The engines rev,
the bikes' into gear,
and here comes the start.
Green, and we're underway.
Starts to turn one.
Chris Carr, Scott Parker
jump out front
with Ricky Graham.
Jay Springsteen
sits at fourth spot.
Looks like Scott Haley eighth,
and Frank Shelby out back
bringing up the rear.
Working their way through
this first lap,
they're still all bunched up,
I guarantee they'll
stay that way all day.
[YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
Open up the throttle!
Open up the throttle!
They go to the back stretch
out of turn two.
What a battle for eight place!
The veteran Frank Shelby,
and the kid Scott Haley.
Look at them!
They're close.
Come on!Come on, Frank!
Let's go!
Frank Shelby's got
a great run going here.
He's picked up
another spot.
Shelby is up to sixth place.
What a great ride!
Yes!
Chris Carr leads
with running back
all bunched up
as they grapple down
the back strip.
Frank Shelby is the guy
on the move.
He's around Hugh O'Neal.
The Eagle is in
the fourth spot.
And he's headed
for the third.
Unbelievable!
Come on! Yes!
Yeah!Yes, come on!
COMMENTATOR:
Just two laps to go!
Here's Jay Springsteen
making his move.
And what a shocker!
Frank Shelby has
come right with him.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Go! Go, Frank, go!
Frank, go! Frank, go!
Come on, Frank!
Go!
COMMENTATOR:
In the final lap,
it's a two-man battle,
ladies and gentlemen.
Incredible!
Jay Springsteen with
six Mile National wins.
And in hot pursuit,
can you believe it?
Frank Shelby!
After all the years
and all the troubles,
he's back on top,
chasing down Springsteen
for the lead.
Here they come,
down the final track
for the final time.
Twenty-five miles racing...
[LOUD CHEERING]
[COMMENTATOR CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY]
But look at Frank Shelby!
He's handle bar
to handle bar
with Springsteen
as they gun for
the checkered flag.
He's done it!
Shelby has won.
[LOUD CHEERING]
...unbelievable finish.
Frank Shelby wins
the National Mile...
[COMMENTATOR CONTINUES
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[LOUD CHEERING]
[CHEERING CONTINUES]
Yeah!
Yes!
Yeah! Yeah!
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLINKING]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS AND GASPS]
Oh!
[SIGHS]
Ah!
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING]
COMMENTATOR: And they're off.
It's a fast start.
Number six Bart Rhodes
in the front,
followed by number 11,
Rick Hutchins.
In third place from
the Mitchell team,
number 45, Paul Roman.
And moving up in fourth,
the Eagle,
number 66, Frank Shelby.
And in the second lap,
Rhodes is holding the lead,
but look at this.
Frank Shelby is
moving up on him.
Third place.
[ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING]
The Mitchell rider's gone down.
Eddie Mitchell's team leader
has lost his bike.
[GRUNTS]
Frank Shelby's
gone off the track,
and he's down hard.
The yellow flag is up.
We're waiting to see how
serious the Eagle's
been injured.
It looks as if Frank Shelby's
gonna be all right, folks.
Whoo! Shades of 1981
is all on the National.
[EXHALES]
Next time, Eagle.
You'll get 'em next time.
[GRUNTING]
Hey, Frank.Hi, Steph.
You're late.
We ran out of cash.
You're gonna have to
take a check.
Oh, come on.
A check?
Mm-hmm.
Wanna help me
spend this?
Sorry, Frank.
The world's changed.
MAN: Hey, Frank.
Frank, got a minute?
Hey, Francis,
what's happening?
Hey, man,
give me a break.
Okay, keep moving.
Frank, Eddie wants his money.
I gotta tell you.
It's my new job now.
Come on, Frank.
Pay Eddie what you owe.
Pay him something as
an act of good faith.
Damn, Frank.
You owe Eddie.
Come on. I'm not
a traitor, Frank.
Well, I'm gonna pay Eddie,
Francis.
'Cause guess what's
gonna happen?
What?
The Eagle and I are
gonna win the Nationals.
Hmm.
National.
[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]
[KEY TO THE HIGHWAY
PLAYING ON RADIO]
♪ I'm going back to the border
♪ Where I'm better known
♪ I got the key
To the highway... ♪
[MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY]
[MUSIC STOPS]
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
FRANK: Hi.
Got a flat, huh?
Uh, yeah.
Yes, my...
Frank Shelby.
My jack's...I'll take a look at it.
[GRUNTS]
Your jack don't work.
Yes, that's what I
was saying. My jack...
I got one in the truck.
[GRUNTS]
[CLATTERING]
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
Ow!
[EXCLAIMS IN PAIN]
It's 500 bucks for
these sprockets.
You want a cheese cracker?
A jack would be,
be great.
Ah!
[HAWKING]
Stick to the roof
of your mouth.
[MUTTERS]
I'll fix this in no time.
[MUTTERS AND GROANS]
Ah!
God dang it!
You all right?Yeah.
Oh, boy!Are you sure?
Yeah. Oh, God!
I'll be right
back at her.
Okay.Give me a second.
Oh, yeah.
Frank Shelby.
[GROANS]
[FRANK GROANS]
Oh, God.
[GROANS]
Oh.
BANK TELLER:
I'll need some other form
of ID, Mr. Shelby.
Your driver's license
is from out of state,
and, uh, an American
Motorcycle Association card
isn't satisfactory.
Guess I should see
your supervisor.
All right.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Hold on a sec.
BANK TELLER:
I need a check approved.
SUPERVISOR: I'll have to
get back to you tomorrow.
BANK TELLER:
It's this gentleman
who's from out of state.
SUPERVISOR:
I'll take care of it.
Mr. Shelby.
Well, I'm amazed.
You still got
a driver's license.
How you feeling?Huh?
Your back's still sore?
You look slightly better
than you did last night.
Flat tire.
You stopped to help.
You passed out.
I fixed it.
Anyway, it's the thought
that counts.
Thank you.
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
Anybody know where I can
get a bike fixed around here?
[SHUTS CAR DOOR]
Looks like you need
a tune up.
How's the back?
Never better.
Bull.
My room ready?
It's yours.
Any idea how long?
Long enough to get ready
for the National.
The National?
Don't you just love it?
I'm gonna clean up,
drop some stuff off.
Meet you at
the cantina?
You got it.
Is that Frank Shelby?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's Frank Shelby.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
COMMENTATOR: The biggest
race of the year,
the National Mile,
thundering down toward
a conclusion.
And it's become
a two-man battle.
Jack Hayes and
Frank Shelby,
friends since high school,
now just five laps away
from the National Championship.
What an unbelievable drama.
What is going...
Trouble, trouble
in turn two.
Hayes is down!
Frank Shelby
takes control...
Whoa! And Shelby has rammed
the back of Hayes' motorcycle.
Frank Shelby tumbling on
the back stretch
after colliding with
his best friend's bike.
Unbelievable.
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING
IN DISTANCE]
[UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Frank.
Hey, Eddie.
You Travis?
That you back there, Francis?
Frank, I want
my money.
Mo more talk.
Just pay up.
Serious? You're gonna
beat me up?
Yeah.For a lousy 2,000 bucks?
Four.Two.
Four.Two.
You guys talking business?
Jack, I've had it
up to here with Shelby's crap.
It's pay up time.
They wanna beat me up, Jack?
Oh, well.
Then, it is business.
I suggest another time,
another place.
Okay? Where this whole
ugly matter can be
handled reasonably,
without all
this animosity
and temper.
Okay, let me talk
to Frank.
I'm sure we can come up
with a solution, Eddie,
that you'll be
comfortable with.
Hey, stranger.
Ginger, how you doing?
I know what you're having,
and I know what you want.
Mm-hmm?
Make it a double.
How's Louise?
Louise is fine.
She says hi.
I'm glad to hear that.
Hey, you got yourself a team.
Yeah.
They any good?Yeah.
Uh-huh.Yeah.
Young, lot of potential.
No screw-ups.
Sponsors are interested,
and you know, we could
actually amount to something.
Hmm.
I'm outta here, too.
Wanna get together and
tell lies about
the good ol' days?
[SIGHS]
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
[EXCLAIMS]
[GINGER LAUGHING]
That was good, Frank.
[DOOR RATTLES]
Who's that?
FRANK: That son of a...
Morning, Frank.The hell are you doing?
Maybe we should
just go.
[TRAVIS SNORTS]
[FRANK GROANS] Oh!
Gee, Frank.
Why didn't you
just pay 'em?
Come on.
GINGER: Frank!
Get me up. Get me up.Oh!
God!
[GROANS]
Follow my finger.
I don't like the looks of
that bump on your head.
We're gonna have to
run some tests.
What do you want?
I was looking
at your tattoo.
[MUTTERS]
Where did you get
that scar?
Racing motorcycles.
What happened?
Did you crash
or something?
FRANK: Yeah, I crashed.
Why don't you just shut up
and leave me alone?
What are you doing?
It's okay, Mom.
No, it is not okay.
Why are you yelling
at my son?
Let's go.
You have a concussion,
Mr. Shelby.
You need bed rest.
When can I get back
on a bike?
Mr. Shelby...
You know,
I look at these X-rays,
and I see a man with
more broken bones
than I've seen in a single
human being before.
Both arms, both clavicles,
metal plates,
the spine has been fused
in three places.
And those are
the old injuries.
I'm amazed that
you can walk.
And added to that,
concussion.
Bed rest.I heard you.
When can I get back
on a bike?
Fine.
The dizziness and stuff,
that's gonna pass, ain't it?
Perhaps,
with bed rest.
Thanks.
KATHERINE: Danny?
Danny?
You all right?
What are you doing?
I'm doing a tattoo.
You had good dreams?
Yeah.
I am so hungry.
DANNY: Me, too.You are?
This is good news.
I'd like to hear this.
Oh, man.
Mom, do you have to go?
Yeah, I gotta go home.
Get my clothes,
go to work.
But it's Friday.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Knock, knock.Who's there?
Banana.Banana who?
Knock, knock.Who's there?
Orange.Orange who?
Orange you glad
I didn't say "banana"?
Oh.
I want my horse.
You got it.
So, I will be back
tonight, at 6:30.
Have a good day.
I love you.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
Hey.
How you doing?
Well, I stopped by
the gift shop,
I got some stuff for you.
Got, uh...
Horses drinking
at the lake.
Zebras drinking
at the lake.
And I got you some
bike magazines.
This one here has got
pictures of girls in it, so...
You might wanna check 'em out
before your mom sees 'em.
Huh.
That was your mom...
wasn't it?
Yeah. Well, I can do without
her or your old man
getting pissed at me.
I don't have a dad.
[SIGHS]
You know,
what happened
the other day?
Yeah. Okay.
See ya.
Are you going home?
Yeah.
JACK: Yeah, he's good.
Real good.
And he's aggressive,
he's smooth.
Main thing is,
he needs more seat time.
Yeah.
But as far
as marketing skills,
he doesn't have a clue.
[LAUGHS]
You're gonna hate him.
The guy you wanna look at
is number 42.
Hugh O'Neal.
He's a kid. He's 22.
There's not an ounce
of fat on him.
He's got great reflexes.
And I got his bike,
it's tuned out as he is.
[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARING]
COMMENTATOR:
Jack Hayes
scrambling back for his bike.
He wants to get his
motorcycle back on
two wheels.
Hayes wants
back in the race.
Meanwhile, Shelby's
thundering...
Oh! Shelby has slammed into
the back of Jack Hayes' bike.
Shelby tumbling end over end,
down the back stretch.
A horrible crash.
Out of turn, too.
There's Hayes
running to his fallen friend.
The red flag flies,
the race stops.
Medical personnel
rushing to the scene.
What an irony.
Jack Hayes will be
the National Champion,
Shelby will
lose the crown,
because he slammed into
the back of
his best friend's bike.
JACK: Frank?
Frank?
God, you look old.
Place has turned into
something, Jack.
Yeah.
Yeah, it just kind of
grew up on its own.
You proud of this?
Look, I, uh...
I talked to Ginger.
And I got your bike back.
And then, I had a long talk
with your doctor.
Time to get off, Frank.
Do something
that's good for you.
You know, for once
in your life!
[OBJECT RATTLES]
[SIGHS EXASPERATEDLY]
[EXHALES]
I'm gonna go work on my bike.
Get ready for the National.
Well, that's a surprise.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS
OVER PA]
[SLOW BLUEGRASS MUSIC PLAYING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
Frank, you're drinking these
things like they're water.
Did you get divorced,
or did you fall in love?
I gotta go to the bank.
I apologized to a kid, you know.
It was,
I don't know, stupid.
Oh. Hey, Francis.
What will it be?
Francis, my man.
Come on, have a seat.
GINGER:
You want something?
Soda. Just soda.
Thanks.
No, no, no, no.
Not a soda.
Um, maybe, uh...
Look, Frank.
Come on, man.
It was your fault, man.
Just let it rot,
will you, Frank?
I mean,
it's all finished now.
And he's not angry anymore.
So just...
Just let it go,
will you, man?
No.
Eddie ain't angry? Hmm.
Trashed me.
He trashed my bike.
Let it go, Frank.
I'm sorry, Frank.
I never meant
for you to get hurt.
Shut up.
Francis...
Yeah, Frank.
I told you to shut up.
Hey, Frank.
Just let it go.
I'm sorry, Frank.
I thought with
Jack repaying Eddie,
you know, you'd be okay
with everything and all.
You know...
Frank!
[FRANK MOANING]
Oh...
DOCTOR: Mr. Shelby,
how are we feeling?
[GROANS]
Not too good is my guess.
It's good to see you back.
Although I hoped it would
have been as an out patient.
But, then,
given your lifestyle,
I doubt whether you would have
followed through.
Drink much, Mr. Shelby?
Let me put it to you plainly.
We're gonna keep you
here for a few days.
Tests, that sort of thing.
[GROANS] Oh, God.
Now the ribs have
been re-damaged,
and there's a deep bruise
along the lower back.
Site of the former injury.
I'll check back
with you later.
Oh, one more thing,
Mr. Shelby.
Did you hit your head
when you fell?
No one at the bar
seems to remember.
Game is tight.
Phoenix doesn't
call time out,
and Bart steals
the inbound pass.
He's into the corner
with nowhere to go.
And he lets loose
with a fall away 15-footer.
And it's good,
and the Lakers win!
Yay!FRANK: Nice shot.
I probably would have missed it.
Hey, you got a minute?
Why don't you pull up
a chair, sit down?
[EXHALES]
You get hurt
racing again?
Yeah.
Yeah, a rookie took me out.
How long are you here for?
Couple days, I guess.
I gotta do some
tests and crap.
How come
you're still here?
Same thing.
Tests and stuff.
Like a jail, ain't it?
You've been in jail?
Yeah.
What's wrong with you?
I don't know.
What do you mean
you don't know?
Ain't they telling you?
There's something wrong
with my blood.
Like what?
It doesn't work right.
Well, if it don't work right,
you fix it.
My bike breaks,
I fix it. It's simple.
What does your bike
look like?
I got a picture of the lady.
Knock you right out.
Hey, did you like
the magazines I got you?
Neat.
Here.
Feast your eyes
on this.
Wow, nice!
Nice? Come on!
That's as good as it gets.
You called it the Eagle?
Her. My bike, it's a lady.
The Eagle.
How fast does it go?
Goes as fast as
she wants to.
Fast as I let her.
You ever been
to a race?
No.
Oh, man!
Flat tracking is awesome.
Sends the chill
up and down my spine.
It's like thunder,
only all at once.
And then, wham!
Hits you right in the chest.
Oh, you're gonna love it.
Here, you take the Eagle.
My mom might...
What? Your mom might what?
Wonder who the girl is.
Huh.
All right.
That's cool.
[GRUNTS]
Thanks.Yeah.
What's your name?
Frank. Frank Shelby.
Danny Barnes.
Mm-hmm.
Good to meet you, Danny.
Can I call you Frank?
Well, maybe.
We'll see how it goes.
Man, I'll tell you.
If I start working out,
I think I'll get myself ready
for the National.
Gotta get used to the pain,
that's all.
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
Hey.
Lookie here.
Here, grab one.
Yeah.
Right down here, Danny.
Come here.
Afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen,
and welcome to
the Sacramento Mile.
The king of the flat track
racing circuit.
Today's main event
features a grudge match
you've all been waiting for.
It's Frank "The Eagle" Shelby...
Thank you very much.
Really appreciate it.
Up against the rookie
sensation of the season
Danny, uh, what?
The Outlaw.
The Outlaw.
Danny "The Outlaw" Barnes.
Yeah! Ha!
Hold on to your hats,
ladies and gentlemen,
this could be the race
of the season.
[CHILDREN LAUGH]
A five lap dash for cash
and bragging rights
for life.
Hey, kid.
What's your name?
Hold your hand up
five seconds and then
drop it.
You're ready?
Rev it up, man, rev it up.
Go ahead.
Go! Go!
Yeah! Yeah!
Attaboy! Good, good.
Good, go!
Accelerate.
Take it inside. Inside.
That's it.
Smooth, smooth.
Go, go, go!
Yeah, move!
Good!
All right. All right.
Take me down.
And go, yeah!
Yeah! Good one, good one.
Watch the plant.
Watch the plant.
[LAUGHS] Yeah.
Okay, now, go, go!
Pull it up, Danny!
Now let's do it.
You got it!
Easy! Find it, find it!
Attaboy! Attaboy!
Okay. Off course.
Typical. Here we go.
Come on, Danny,
accelerate!
You got it, man!
Go! Go!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Way to go, man!
Hey!
Way to go, bud. You won.
[PANTING]
Here. You deserve that, man.
I'll trade you.
Thanks, Frank.
[CONTINUES PANTING]
KATHERINE: So what am I
supposed to say?
That I'm scared?
I'm worried?
We were doing so great, Danny.
And then, along comes
this drunk, this bum.
Frank's not a bum.
The point is
it's critical.
It is important that
you take care of yourself.
I feel fine, Mom.
I promise not
to screw up.
To be responsible.
It's cool."It's cool"?
You're starting to
sound like him.
Okay, Danny.
We have an understanding, right?
Okay.
Give me five.
The latest cycle of drugs
hasn't improved
Danny's condition.
His white cell count
is still way up.
So what now?
We'd like to start
the new therapy.
When?
Tomorrow.
Every time you try
something new,
he gets worse.
He's been through
so much.
We keep trying.
Yeah, I know.
Okay, I'll tell him.
JACK: Switched to coffee?Yeah.
National. Been training.
Oh, yeah. I forgot.
Well, if you get this
thing running,
maybe bring it out
to the track.
Show my boys how
it shouldn't be done.
Thanks, Jack.
Excuse me.
Mr. Shelby?
Good. Very good.
Jack Hayes.
Katherine Barnes.
Nice to meet you.
Well, I'll-I'll leave you
to Mr. Shelby.
Once he starts talking
you can't shut him up.
Nice to meet you, Mrs...
Ms. Barnes.
Ms... Whatever.
[LAUGHING]
Oh, shit.
JACK: Mr. Shelby.
Is Mr. Shelby...
So, Mr. Shelby...
This is where you work?
Kind of. Yeah. Yeah.
I wanna talk to you
about Danny.
He likes you very much.
I'm sure you know that.
What you don't know
is how much
your little race the other day
affected him.
He's very ill, Mr. Shelby.
He's taking a medication
which restricts his
physical capabilities.
If he had fallen,
or hit something hard,
the results could have
been disastrous.
And, as it is,
he's very weak, anemic.
Uh, do you understand
what I'm telling you?
Yes, I do.
Thank you.
Dr. Dailey tells me
that you are one of
his out patients.
I suppose you'll be
visiting the hospital?
Danny would like to
see you again.
If you do visit him,
please, no games,
no physical activity.
All right?
Sure.
Well, thank you for your time.
Would you say goodbye
to Mr. Hayes for me?
Sure.
Oh, I-I have one more
favor to ask you.
When you see Danny,
will you
watch your language
around him?
He's starting to
sound like you.
Goodbye.
Kind of classy for you.
You think so?
What the hell's he doing?
[COUGHING]
MAN: Getting in shape
to kick your butt.
Kind of pathetic.
[FRANK CONTINUES COUGHING]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]
[MOTORCYCLE ROARING]
[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]
♪ You'll have shoes
Of silver
♪ Shoes of bright green leather
♪ Ribbon to tie
Your hair with
♪ And a ring for every finger
♪ I know where you go
♪ And I know who's
Gone with you ♪
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
Oh!
I used to sing to her
before she was sick.
Mm. When she was scared
and she'd have bad dreams.
There was so much
life here.
[SNIFFLING]
So much hope.
I believed she would
get better.
So much life
in this place.
[SOBS]
Katherine...
do you think it's true?
What?
Do you think it's true
that they stay?
I mean, could she
still be here?
Maybe she's at home.
She'd want her toys.
[SOBBING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Hi.
How long has he
been asleep?
The nurse just gave
him his shot
ten minutes ago.
He's a great kid.
You should be proud.
I am.
Let's go for coffee.
Oh, uh...
No, I should... [SNIFFLES]
I'll have you back here
in 20 minutes. Promise.
He was diagnosed
18 months ago.
And the first series of chemo
worked really well.
He went into remission
for a year.
And, uh, then
a few months ago,
cancer cells came back.
And nothing they
seemed to try
does any good.
And now they're trying
something new.
If that doesn't work...
He's one of a kind.
What?
He's one of a kind.
He's got a gift.
Those are the ones
that make it.
Well, if it were
that simple, Mr. Shelby,
half the beds
in this hospital
would be empty,
and you would be
a millionaire.
Danny's fought.
He's refused to give up.
But after a little while,
you need a little help.
I mean, he can't just make
himself better 'cause he
wants to get better.
[SIGHS]
We're talking
about cancer, Mr. Shelby,
not a common cold.
Would you call me Frank?
All right.
Danny's got help.
He's got more than most.
He's got you.
And you gotta want it for him.
You can't give up.
You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.
You don't have any idea
about the time,
and the care,
and the prayers.
Don't you dare pass
judgment on me or Danny,
because you are totally
ignorant of the people
and the circumstances
involved, Frank.
You're right.
I don't know you.
But me and Danny,
we got something going.
It's a man thing.
I know what it's like
to live with pain.
And I know that the pain
can get so bad
that dying seems like
the only solution.
Now, all I wanna do is
spend a little time
with your son.
Just get to know him.
No racing, no swearing.
Just parts.
That's...
That's okay.
Thanks.
[STAMMERS]
I'm gonna go see Danny.
It's my pleasure.
Thanks for the time.
You.
You gotta get lower
in turn two.
Groove is down there.
You gotta go hunt for it.
I want you guys to start
pressing each other.
That's why
it's called "racing."
Five more laps.
Let's go.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Go get 'em,
you old dog.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, this one I got in Peoria.
I had a blowout.
Going down the front straight
and then I skidded,
I don't know,
maybe 50 feet down.
I'd have been okay,
but a rookie ran over me.
And then,
this one here...
You see that?
I got that in Castle Rock.
I hit the wall.
Back straight doing about 130.
Did it hurt much?
Heck yeah it hurt.
Hi.
Danny has to go to sleep
for this procedure.
But you can stay until then.
All right.
Hi.
Do you want me to
turn this on?
Here we go.
Frank, you ever get scared?
Yeah.
I think everybody's scared
of something, Dan.
I know that's why
I do what I do.
It's why I race.
I mean...
I was at the shop,
I was trying to figure out
what to bring you.
I kinda wanted to
bring you something.
Your mom
told me what was gonna
be going on,
so I brought you the Eagle.
She, uh...
She's a hood ornament
on my '51 Ford truck
for a long time,
about 20 years.
We traveled across
the country together,
and we did a lot of
new things
for the first time.
And, uh...
I got busted up,
was in the hospital,
and the doc said
I'd never ride again.
I wanna tell you, young man,
that was the scariest time
of my life.
All I had was her,
so I just picked her up
and I
just held her tight.
[SIGHS]
And I believed with
all my heart that
one day I'd ride again.
And you did.
You damn betcha...
Darn right I did.
I'll tell you something.
I think
it should work for you.
Just hold her real tight, Danny.
Just believe
with all your heart.
I give you my word,
the eagle will protect you.
You and her just riding it.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS IN PAIN]
Staring seemed to help, huh?
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
Yeah.
What's on your mind, part?
History.
My friend...
You pay these little
visits, you know.
Come around, clean up.
Race...
And you go back to whatever
hell you cook up for yourself.
That's what you've been doing
since you got busted up.
And watching you yesterday,
riding like the Eagle,
flying in the field...
Time was that it brought
tears to my eyes.
I mean it.
Like a living dream, Frank.
Now, I-I...
I just get a
sort of sad feeling,
'cause I don't know
who I'm watching.
The man you wanna be,
the man who was...
I just stopped believing
a long time ago
it's the man you are.
But you fooled me.
You...
You show up this time,
and get drunk, screw up.
All the bad luck
hanging on you like always.
But something's different.
I can't put my finger on it,
but you're different.
I mean, a part of me is sayin',
"Watch out, Jack, he...
"He's gonna burn you big."
I don't believe I ever heard
you say thank you to me
in all the years
I've known you.
And I've never known
you to be kind.
But I heard you say,
"Thanks, Jack."
And there is a kindness
in you, Frank,
I've never seen before.
Part of me is believing again.
[BLUES MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHILDREN YELLING AND PLAYING]
Hey.
[TOOLS CLATTERING]
FRANK: Francis...
You could cough or something,
you know.
You scared
the hell out of me.
I'm like a cat.
Silent.
Walking on velvet pads.
Hey, is this a kid's bike?
Yeah.
For a friend.
Is this gonna be
a small version
of your bike?
Yeah.
Thought so! Thought so.
Yeah, man, I...
I think I know
what's going on here.
Something wonderful
is about to happen.
It's a good idea, Frank.
This is a fine idea!
Hey, Francis...
You know, the other day at
the bar, when I trashed you...
I'm sorry.
No offense.
Didn't hurt.
Didn't have any Frank power
behind it.
It was kind of weak like.
Of course,
you were drunk.
[SIGHS HEAVILY] Frank...
She wants me to
find her heart.
She said you're too busy.
Yeah.
I would really appreciate
that, Francis.
Okay. Done deal.
[EXHALES] You...
You look good, Frank.
Thinner.
Uh-oh.
You're losing some hair
on the top there, though.
Hey, how old is this kid?
No, don't tell me.
Don't tell me.
She'll tell me.
Oh, it's good to talk
with you, Frank.
It's real good to talk with you.
Oh, it's been too long.
[FRANCIS CHUCKLES]
Hey, I'll probably have
something for you in
a day or two, all right?
I got myself a blender.
I don't know.
You think it's too California?
Ah...
Sort of like it
used to be, huh, Frank?
[INAUDIBLE]
Hi.
Hi.
Kate, uh, I'd like to
take you to dinner tonight.
Oh, Frank...
Thank you, but Danny expects
me at the hospital every night.
I'll pick you up
at the hospital.
7:30?
Danny's gonna be
resting by then, and...
Come on, I promise
to have you back at 9:00 sharp.
Thank you, but no.
What kind of food do you like?
What?Food.
What kind of food do you like?
See, I need to know
in order to make a reservation.
I mean, fancy's okay,
but not too fancy, all right?
Yeah.Great.
I'll see you at 7:30.
Bye.
You know, the fancy...
I don't have a suit.
[ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING]
Come on.
Let's roll with it.
Mom...
[VOCALIZING]
You're more excited about this
than a Lakers game, aren't you?
You're making me nervous.
I want you to have
a great time.
Have some fun.
I mean, don't spill stuff.
And don't make him mad.
Don't worry abut me
and then leave early.
Have dessert, stay out.
Go to a movie.
And?
You gotta talk about bikes
at some point.
Bring 'em up over coffee
or something.
Just drop a comment like,
Team Harley lost John Forbes.
Or that you heard Randy Lewis
had a European sponsor.
Wait a minute. Hold on.
I don't even know what
you're talking about.
It doesn't matter, Mom.
It shows you're interested.
That makes him interested.
Well, it is just dinner.
Okay, maybe that's
too technical.
[SIGHS]
This is better.
Come on, pay attention, Mom.
I am listening to
your every word.
Tell him that you heard me
talking about the Nationals.
Ask him about how
important they are.
That's good, 'cause if he
starts talking about 'em,
you'll know what to ask.
Okay, I will do my best.
I promise.
I will have a great time.
I will not spill anything.
I will try to say
something halfway intelligent
about motorcycles.
And I will be back here
at 9:00 sharp, okay?
Mom...What?
Do you like him?
What?Do you like Frank?
You do like him.
When you come back,
could you bring Frank?
I wanna show him something.
Sure. I'll ask him.
You are the neatest kid
in the world, you know that?
I love you.
Mom...
You look fantastic.
Bye.
Bye.
KATHERINE:
He was a gift.
We'd been trying to have
a baby for a long time, and
when Danny came out,
he was
perfect... [CHUCKLES]
Distinct. It was Danny.
And then he...
He got sick and
Steven couldn't handle it.
So he left.
Did you love him?
I did. Yeah, I think so.
What about you?
Have you ever been in love?
[SIGHS]
No.
Hmm.
Would you like another drink?
Yes, thank you.
Oh, my God!
I don't believe this!
Oh, I'm so... [CHUCKLES]
I used to spill stuff
all the time.
Oh, um...
I know what I wanted
to ask you.
I wanted to ask you
about the National.
Shoot.
Um...
Is it important?
Yeah.
[MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING]
Would you like to dance?
Ah! So...
Hi. How are you feeling?
Okay.You okay?
Yeah.
One for you,
and one for me.
How are you doing, my man?
Hey, Mom, could I
talk to Frank for a minute?
In private?
Sure.
I'll take a little walk.
These are my mom's tools.
But she lets me use 'em.
I did this.
It's kinda hard to tell
it's a horse.
I got better on this one.
This is nice.
This is my best one.
This is beautiful work, Danny.
You should be proud of him.
I carved him
'cause I was afraid.
He doesn't look afraid,
does he?
Well...
You can't tell for sure.
I mean,
he don't look afraid.
Again, that can fool you.
I bet if you was to ask him,
he'd tell you he was
afraid of something.
Like what?
Well, I don't know.
Being alone.
Growing old.
Maybe the fear that...
That one day
fear is gonna
replace your courage.
He got a name?
I haven't thought of one.
I think if you wanna find out
what he's afraid of,
you gotta ask him.
I know what I'd call him.
Kind of looks like him, too.
What?
Danny.
What the hell do you think
is going on here?
Trivia? Play time?
You don't even know what
a ratchet is, so, please,
don't go near the lady.
Y'all understand?
MAN: Who says?FRANCIS: "Who says"?
"Who says"?
What's that supposed to mean?
Who says? Who says?
Who says? Who says?
I don't know who says.
God sakes.
FRANK: Francis,
what's going on?
Tell 'em, Frank.
Tell 'em please
not to touch it.
They know zilch.
I come in, final tune, Frank.
Final tune.
And they're all hovering
around it like buzzards.
Just wanted to help.
FRANCIS: You know what
I'm saying, Frank.
Francis is Chief Wrench,
you gotta check with him first.
Look, Francis...
Mr. Bartley,
rookie.
Mr. Bartley, we'd like to help.
Who says?
MAN: You name it,
we'll do it.
Any pointers
you could give us,
we'd appreciate.
We just wanna be part of this.
Let me think about it.
Now you boys get out
of here for now.
Let me ruminate.
Come on, you guys.
That's pretty well done.
You're learning.
Little bit at a time.
They will appreciate her.
Thank you, Francis.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
FEMALE DOCTOR:
He had the attack
40 minutes ago.
We've medicated him.
Okay, right away,
let's get him to ICU.
Did you open up the IV?
MALE NURSE: Yes.
We'll take
good care of him.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
OVER PA]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I feel so helpless.
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
I wanna be with him.
I need to be with him.
He
wants me to
give you this.
[EXHALES]
If he dies,
I wanna be there.
I wanna catch his spirit.
[SOBBING]
DANNY: Hey, Frank.
I wanted to
give you the wings earlier,
but they weren't done.
I figured
since you gave me yours,
you'd need some
for the Nationals.
Hope you like 'em.
I wanna ask you
a favor, Frank.
My mom, I think,
really likes you.
And just in case
something happens to me,
I was hoping you could
take care of her.
Don't tell her, or...
But just in case.
Thanks, Frank.
Hey, guess what?
I got to know Danny,
like you said.
Where'd you learn that trick?
Your pal, Danny.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
Is this what you want?
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
There you go.
Just let him live.
Just let him live.
[SNIFFLING]
Just let him live.
Please.
Please.
Katherine.
He's better.
He's weak,
but he's better.
Katherine,
I love you.
All right.
What a job you did
on that breakfast.
I got a secret.
What?Promise not to tell?
You get to go back
to your own room
this afternoon.
Honest?Honest.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Me.
[CHUCKLES]
[BLUEGRASS MUSIC PLAYING]
COMMENTATOR:
Jack Hayes
trying his best to get that
motorcycle back on its wheel.
Meanwhile, the team leader,
Frank Shelby, thundering on.
I don't think he sees
the yellow flag.
All he can see is
the National Championship
waiting at the end of
one more lap.
Whoa! Shelby has rammed
the back of Hayes' motorcycle.
Frank Shelby, end over end,
tumbling down the back stretch.
An incredible finish
to the National Mile.
And what an irony.
Hayes is gonna be
the National Champion,
and Shelby will
finish his season
face down on the back stretch.
So my folks took him in,
and-and we became
like-like brothers.
And, uh, we raced
in Europe together,
and we raised a lot of hell.
[LAUGHS] Right.
And then he had his accident.
And, uh, he was out
for a few years.
By the time he got back,
I'd gotten married
and had my first kid,
and he, uh, just kept
going downhill.
Until he ran into
you and Danny.
Now he's got something
he actually cares about.
So, what time
do you want us there?
Well, um...
I figure the main
starts about 3:00,
so we'll pick you up
a quarter after 2:00?
Okay.And, uh,
things should be
real comfortable
for you and Danny.
Thank you, Jack.
No, thank you.
You asked me to take care
of your mom in case
something happened to you.
Let me tell you.
I'm gonna do that.
But I want you to
be there, Dan.
I want you and me
to do it together.
And the second thing is,
it's gonna be
my last race tomorrow.
And it would be an honor to me,
it would be a privilege if...
I could wear your
colors out there.
[SIGHS]
That way, it will be like
the Barnes-Shelby racing team.
I got your old bandanna.
I'll put it on my arm.
And you and me
will be out there together.
What do you say?
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Just like old times, huh, Frank?
Holy mackerel!
You better stay out
of the sun.
You don't have much hair
on the top of your head.
You could get melanoma
or warts or something.
Let's go to work.
[INAUDIBLE]
Ladies and gentlemen,
we welcome you to the fastest
motorcycle dirt track
anywhere on the planet.
It is the Mile National,
and the numbers are by far
130 mile an hour
straightaway speed.
Twenty-five laps of a mile
as the 12 master riders
from this terrific field
assemble here today.
And here's how they'll line up.
Ladies and gentlemen,
number one, the emblem
of the National Champion,
Chris Carr.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Chris Carr's rival,
number two, Sean Parker.
The man who has
won the National Mile
more times than anyone else,
always the big favorite
of the fans.
He carries number nine,
ladies and gentlemen,
the Springer,
Jay Springsteen.
[CROWD CHEERING]
And what a pleasant surprise.
Starting fourth
on the field today,
put your hands together
and welcome back
one of the toughest,
and certainly the oldest
rider in the field today,
ladies and gentlemen,
the Eagle, Frank Shelby.
[LOUD CHEERING]
Here we go.
COMMENTATOR:
Talk about tension in the air.
The engines rev,
the bikes' into gear,
and here comes the start.
Green, and we're underway.
Starts to turn one.
Chris Carr, Scott Parker
jump out front
with Ricky Graham.
Jay Springsteen
sits at fourth spot.
Looks like Scott Haley eighth,
and Frank Shelby out back
bringing up the rear.
Working their way through
this first lap,
they're still all bunched up,
I guarantee they'll
stay that way all day.
[YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
Open up the throttle!
Open up the throttle!
They go to the back stretch
out of turn two.
What a battle for eight place!
The veteran Frank Shelby,
and the kid Scott Haley.
Look at them!
They're close.
Come on!Come on, Frank!
Let's go!
Frank Shelby's got
a great run going here.
He's picked up
another spot.
Shelby is up to sixth place.
What a great ride!
Yes!
Chris Carr leads
with running back
all bunched up
as they grapple down
the back strip.
Frank Shelby is the guy
on the move.
He's around Hugh O'Neal.
The Eagle is in
the fourth spot.
And he's headed
for the third.
Unbelievable!
Come on! Yes!
Yeah!Yes, come on!
COMMENTATOR:
Just two laps to go!
Here's Jay Springsteen
making his move.
And what a shocker!
Frank Shelby has
come right with him.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Go! Go, Frank, go!
Frank, go! Frank, go!
Come on, Frank!
Go!
COMMENTATOR:
In the final lap,
it's a two-man battle,
ladies and gentlemen.
Incredible!
Jay Springsteen with
six Mile National wins.
And in hot pursuit,
can you believe it?
Frank Shelby!
After all the years
and all the troubles,
he's back on top,
chasing down Springsteen
for the lead.
Here they come,
down the final track
for the final time.
Twenty-five miles racing...
[LOUD CHEERING]
[COMMENTATOR CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY]
But look at Frank Shelby!
He's handle bar
to handle bar
with Springsteen
as they gun for
the checkered flag.
He's done it!
Shelby has won.
[LOUD CHEERING]
...unbelievable finish.
Frank Shelby wins
the National Mile...
[COMMENTATOR CONTINUES
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[LOUD CHEERING]
[CHEERING CONTINUES]
Yeah!
Yes!
Yeah! Yeah!
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]