Speed Racer

All drivers to your cars, please.

All drivers to your cars.

- Distracted? No, that's not exactly right.

Your son seems to be interested in only one thing.

All he talks about, all he seems capable of thinking about...

...is automobile racing.

Well, you know, his father designs racing cars.

And where is your husband?

Working. He couldn't be here.

Perhaps the apple hasn't fallen very far from the tree.

Is your husband's name Rex?

No, that's his older brother, Rex. Why?

This is the test he turned in last week.

Hm.

All right, pencils down.

Take your answer sheets, place it into the first part of your booklet...

...pack up your things and bring your... to my desk.

Speed Racer, slow down!

Take it you're ready to go?

- How was school? - Fine.

Are you going to the track? Mom said you were.

You don't have to drop me off. I could just go with you.

- No way. - Oh, come on.

Take me with you. Come on, please.

I can't, Speed.

- Pops would kill me. - He doesn't have to know.

I won't say anything. Nobody will know.

Come on, please, Rex. Please, please, please.

Are you wearing the socks?

Hm? Hm?

Okay. But if you roll us again, this'll be the last time.

Deal?

Deal.

Oh, yeah!

Come on!

Yee-haw!

You feel that shimmy? It's your hind legs trying to outrun your front.

What do I do?

You stop steering and you start driving.

This ain't no dead piece of metal.

A car is a living, breathing thing, all right? She's alive.

You can feel her talking to you, telling you what she wants, what she needs. Listen.

Close your eyes and listen.

They say Ben Burns drove the final lap of the Vanderbilt Cup with his eyes closed.

- No way! - No?

Maybe you just can't hear it, then. Ought to start hitting those books.

- No, I hear it! - Oh, is that so, Mr. Burns?

All right. Tell me when to punch it for the jump.

- Now? - Uh-uh.

Now!

Local fan favorite Speed Racer is gobbling up this track.

Let us hope he does not make the same mistakes that his brother made.

Heads up, Speed. Seven o'clock. I got Snake drafting Pitter-Pat.

I got him.

I figure he'll slingshot after you in the next turn.

I'm ready.

Great move, Speed!

All right, watch out for the dog balls coming up.

You may wanna ease off a little.

Not this time, Sparky.

Holy cannoli, Speed.

- You know who you're racing? - Yeah.

Rex is gonna win it, ain't he, Pops?

Nobody's gonna catch him. He's gonna win it.

He's gonna set the course record. Nobody's gonna stop him.

- Quiet. There's still a lot of race to go. - No way. It's over.

My brother's the best racer in the world. Everyone else is running for second.

Yeah!

I told you to take him out!

We're trying, sir, we're trying, but he's just too fast.

It's unbelievable, folks!

No one has seen moves like this since that remarkable night eight years ago.

There's no doubt in my mind. He's gunning for the record.

He is not alone out there, he is chasing someone.

He is chasing the ghost of Rex Racer.

Jeepers, he could do it, Pops. He could really do it.

What if he does it? What if he does it, Pops?

I don't know if I can watch this.

There's that Speed Racer.

My daddy told me that his daddy used to work for the Mishida Motorwerks...

...but he quit.

My daddy told me that it was a completely crazy thing to do.

He says the whole family is crazy.

Speed's not crazy.

No. He's just dumb.

Probably the dumbest kid in the class.

Mrs. Waterstraat had me alphabetize the IRB tests...

...and you wouldn't believe what the retard did.

Speed!

Speed!

Are you all right?

Who are you?

I'm Trixie. I'm in your class.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, you wanna see my car collection?

I'd love to.

Hey, Rex. Hey, Pops.

- Hey, Speedy. - Who's your friend?

Her name's Trixie. She's in my class.

- Hi. - Pleasure to meet you, young lady.

Hey, Pops, a guy told me to give this to you. Says he was a big fan.

Oh. A fan, is it?

Well, it's not every day we get people with such good taste around here.

- Where is he? - In a hurry, driving a '68 Fendersin.

- Sweet set of wheels. - Let me see that.

Cool beans.

No one from these parts will ever forget the tragic story of Rex Racer.

He nearly ruined racing.

One of the bravest men to ever drive a racecar.

Can I come with you, Rex?

Not this time, Speedy.

When are you coming back?

I don't know. I don't know.

Hey, there's something I want you to have.

But the Mach 5"s your car.

Not anymore.

Look, Speed...

...one day, people might say things about me.

But no matter what they say...

...I just...

Look, I hope you never believe them.

I won't.

Come here.

So you're quitting?

I have to.

No, you don't. This is a choice. You're selling out.

Turning your back on everything we built here.

I'm done arguing with you, Pops.

Don't you turn your back on me.

You can't tell me what to do. It's my life to live.

You walk out that door now, you better not ever come back.

Rex Racer, driving the black-and-red Uniron car...

... got into a tangle with Richenbach, who was favored to win.

That was no tangle. He took Richenbach out.

Well, we don 't know that...

... but I imagine the WRL will be reviewing this crash.

That's the third DNF crash Racer's been in.

- Turn it off, Speed. - They ought to just suspend him.

I don't want you watching this anymore.

The trial of Rex Racer shook the World Racing League to its very foundation.

Once a rat, always a rat...

...and in my book, Rex Racer's nothing but a rat.

: Did you see that?

That will definitely leave a mark.

And Rex Racer nearly took Yokima 's head off with that jump.

: Hey, there is no doubt in my mind...

... that Rex Racer is one of the dirtiest drivers in the world.

For five years, Rex Racer took orders from the criminal underworld.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

No! You stop this! You stop it right now!

I just told him the truth!

His crumbum brother doesn't belong on a racetrack, he belongs in jail!

The indictment brought down the perennial racing powerhouse, Uniron.

Uniron was linked to the notorious fixer, Blackjack Benelli.

Still in prison today...

...Benelli was rumored to be behind the Casa Cristo tragedy.

This is one of the worst crashes I have ever s...

How could this happen? This is terrible.

This is just terrible.

And still no sign of driver Rex Racer.

Oh.

I know.

Go! Go! Go!

[ANNOUNCERS SPEAKING IN ITALIAN AND RUSSIAN]

Go! Go! Go!

"Forget the past," he's saying. "This is my night!"

- He's coming hard. - It's gonna be close!

Unbelievable! A split second late. The record still stands.

Come on, let's go. Victory Lane.

Folks, I knew Rex Racer, and if he's up there somewhere watching this race...

... you can bet your ass he's damn proud of his little brother.

Pulling into Victory Lane, winner, Speed Racer!

He's going to be very good.

No, he's going to be the best...

...if they don't destroy him first.

Hi-ya!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Hey, hey! What are you two doing?

Nothing.

Was that the same nothing that broke my last couch?