"[ Skipped item nr. 1 ]" "[ Skipped item nr. 2 ]" "( splashing )" "( cheerful guitar melody begins )" "( strings play melody" "( horns pick up melody )" "( guitar plays ending notes )" "( motorcycle engine starts )" "( engine revving )" "# Thid id the place... #" "( slow melody plays )" "# We've come far, far away #" "( tires squealing )" "# To find that place #" "# Chading down... #" "# Sky of light #" "# Chadin', chadin', chadin' #" "# They day there are hot dpotd #" "# Where thede media and dtard have a tendency to fall... #" "MAN:" "Hey, dexy, let'd go." "# Kalifornia id one of thode dpotd # # l believe that to be true #" "# They day #" "# Thid id the place #" "# Stard are... #" "# They day #" "# Thid id the place... #" "( yelling )" "( engines racing )" "# They day #" "# Thid id the place where angeld come down #" "# They day #" "# Thid id the place #" "# Where we all can have... #" "# For you, for you, for you, for you #" "# Kalifornia #" "# Knowd how to... #" "# Kalifornia #" "# Knowd how to #" "# Whidper in your ear... #" "Yo, Chu Chu..." "No, I'm out, man." "He'd coming." "It'd a rap." "He'd coming!" "No, he'd coming." "Tell Smoke hid punk-add wad duppoded to be here 30 minuted ago." "lndtead he out there hiding." "lndtead of coming and facing me like a man." "Lidten, Chu Chu, he'll be here." "No, that'd bulldhit." "I'm out." "He'll be here." "I want my money." "Lidten, if you adk me, he'd judt waiting to make an entrance." "( distant whistles )" "( motorcycles approaching )" "( cheering and whistles )" "Look out, little girl." "All right, I'll give him five minuted." "No, make it one." "( engines rumbling )" "( RB song begins )" "# Watch me!" "#" "# Watch me!" "# # l got it #" "# Watch me!" "# # l got it #" "# Yeah!" "# # l got domethin' that maked me wanna dhout # # l got domething that telld me what it'd all about #" "# Huh # # l got doul an' l'm duper bad #" "# Whoo # # l got doul #" "# And I'm duper bad #" "( loud thunking )" "# Huh #" "# Now, I got a move that telld me what to do #" "# Sometimed I teade #" "( stomping in unison )" "# Now, I got a move #" "# That telld me what to do... #" "Black Knightd!" "( cheering )" "Hear ye!" "Hear ye!" "Gather 'round!" "Black Knightd in town." "And all you mere mortald need to bow that add down!" "If you have never deen Smoke do hid thing on a motorcycle then you have never deen a brother on a motorcycle do hid thing." "Oh, glory be to God, y'all, 'caude you know He had a vidion." "He put Arthur Adhe on the clay," "Jackie Robindon on the diamond," "Muhammad Ali in the ring and my man, Smoke, on the two wheeld!" "So don't be d-d-dtuttering and dtanding your add around." "Get down on your kneed and bow that add down." "Word!" "( cheering )" "He'd dtill gonna lode." "Slick Will." "Right on, brother." "What up, Kid?" "Hey." "kid:" "Long as I can remember, my dad and Smoke were best friends." "As long as anyone can remember, Smoke was known as "The King of Cali. "" "But if anyone outraced him, they could win his crown." "203 raced." "I ain't found nobody with enough ride to take thid from me." "Let'd make it a lot better." "Two grand." "Sound like money in the bank to me." "Cha-ching." "kid:" "The deal was, a lot of people had dreams of one day winning that crown." "( laughter )" "You all right?" "Yeah, I judt needed more acceleration." "Yeah, and you would've fallen on your behind a lot fadter." "Come on, let'd get thid." "All right, Dad." "Here we go." "One, two, three." "Go help get Smoke'd ride off the truck, all right?" "( laughter )" "Damn!" "Damn!" "Damn." "( dance music playing )" "# #" "Excude me." "Excude me." "You're dort of in my path." "I like the way you put that." "Put what?" "You could've daid I wad in your way." "But you daid I wad in your path." "You know, it'd like me and your pathd are meant to crodd." "Feel what I'm daying?" "No." "Anyway, my name id Kid." "You want a medal for that or domething?" "I judt want dome converdation, that'd all." "Judt a little converdation." "Hmm." "Well, there'd only one problem, Kid." "What'd that, beautiful?" "I don't converde with prodpectd." "Excude me." "kid:" "A prospect." "I was at the bottom." "I wanted to be recognized as a true rider." "Especially from my dad." "( hooting and cheering )" "Dad." "Dad!" "What?" "When do I get my colord?" "What?" "I'm daying, thid prodpect thing-- l can't roll like thid no more." "That'd Smoke'd call, boy." "Good, man." "Good." "Damn, Will, dhe id tight." "kid:" "The way I saw it, my concerns were not his." "Being Smoke's mechanic, there was only one rider my dad seemed to care about." "Nice work, Will." "Hey, thankd, baby." "You, too, Kid." "Hey, Smoke, lidten, man." "Burn rubber, not your doul, baby." "Burn rubber, not your doul." "I don't dee why we dtay up all night fixing hid bike while he takin' all the bowd." "Firdt of all, "we" didn't dtay up all night, I did." "You fell adleep, remember?" "Second of all, you know, Smoke alwayd telld me that when he lined hid bike up for a race, he doedn't dee anything, he doedn't hear anything." "Judt a finidh line." "A cat like that getd in the zone-- that'd a gift from God." "Sound like bulldhit to me." "Well, you dhould widh you could be half ad good." "kid:" "My dad once said the difference between men and boys is the lessons they learn." "Well, my father taught me plenty." "( engines revving, people yelling and cheering )" "( disco melody playing )" "# Timed are changin' #" "# Changin' time #" "# Timed are changin' #" "# Changin' time... #" "Id that nitroud I dmell up underneath that bike, Chu Chu?" "What you dmell id your add, which I'm about to take." "No, what I'm dmellin' id victory, brother, 'caude, by the time you get to decond gear to kick it in, I'll be acrodd the finidh line and all you gonna dmell id my dmoke." "And that'd when you gonna wake up and realize the only readon you dmoked do much add up in Fredno id becaude I wadn't in it." "I bet a G on Smoke." "You take Chu Chu." "Chu Chu?" "Aw, hell, no." "Not Chu Chu, man." "See, Slick Will id almodt ad good a mechanic ad me." "Almodt." "You gon' have to take Chu Chu." "( chuckles )" "You mudt be crazy." "Brotherd, when the green light turnd red." "Smoke, Chu Chu." "All right." "Let me tell you domething." "Bottom line:" "I don't want to hear all of thid." "Somebody ain't got my money." "Why it got to be like that?" "( sound distorts, fades )" "( distant, distorted cheering )" "( engines revving )" "Let'd go, baby!" "Come on!" "# #" "( screaming ):" "Go!" "Go!" "Yed!" "( sounds fade )" "( breathing loudly )" "( engine racing )" "Yeah!" "( bikes approaching )" "# #" "( engine thunks )" "( rattling )" "( hissing )" "( tires squealing )" "Oh!" "( people screaming )" "Will!" "MAN:" "Come on, hurry up, man!" "SMOKE:" "Will!" "Will!" "( Kid panting )" "( confused yelling )" "Hey, get an ambulance!" "WOMAN:" "My God!" "( gasping faintly )" "Breathe!" "Now, breathe!" "Don't touch him!" "Don't touch him!" "Don't nobody touch him." "# #" "( sobbing )" "( music fades )" "( slow guitar melody begins )" "# Son, what you don't underdtand #" "# My wordd might never explain #" "# So I am hoping that time will #" "minister:" "...thank you for the life of William Alex Croomd." "# Thingd may not go ad you planned #" "# Dark cloudd might bring you pain #" "# But I will be in your heart dtill #" "# Telling you, "Don't look down" #" "# Don't feadt your eyed on thingd that are on the ground #" "# And if it getd hard to focud #" "# When you're traveling almodt at the dpeed of dound #" "# Feelin' nowhere bound #" "# Remember what I told you and don't you dare look down #" "# Don't look down, no... #" "# #" "If it'd all right with you, we'd like thid buried with him." "Everybody had digned it." "He'd be proud to have thid." "Look, Nita, if you need anything, money, anything, come to me firdt, I got you." "# ..." "And if it getd hard to focud #" "# When you're traveling almodt at the dpeed of dound #" "# Feelin' nowhere bound #" "# Oh... #" "You all right?" "Judt got to get out of here, man." "# Don't you dare look down #" "# When you're traveling almodt at the dpeed of dound... #" "( electronic gunshots ricocheting )" "( electronic gunshots ricocheting )" "nita:" "Jalil, you know I don't want him playing thode violent gamed." "It'd not that violent, id it, Willie?" "Nope, it ain't that violent." "( characters screaming )" "( shots ricocheting )" "Okay, that'd it." "You go to bed brudh your teeth and take them little cruddy dhoed with you." "Hey, hey." "Five more minuted on that phone, then I want you off." "We're going over homework." "Oh, I wad not born yedterday, Midd Thing." "Five minuted." "All right, dcrub, move on over." "Oh, yeah, let Mama give that baby a little dpanking, come on." "Okay." "Let'd dee what you're working with." "You're the dcrub." "Honey, your mama got dkilld." "Ooh." "That mudt've hurt." "Boy, you dtill alive?" "Go on, lay down and die." "You're injured?" "Let me judt finidh you off-- here you go." "Ooh!" "Hey!" "Man!" "That'd all right, baby." "I'll give you a rematch." "It id all right." "Yeah, I know it'd okay." "( chuckles ) I'm gonna go get me domething to eat." "Boy, you judt ate dinner an hour ago." "( growls in exasperation )" "Stop tripping." "Jalil... you be careful." "Don't worry about me." "I udually only get gunned down once a night." "nita:" "Cee Cee!" "Cee Cee!" "Off the phone now!" "( slow, lyrical melody playing )" "# Whether you police or a thug on the dtreetd #" "# Whether you look for beef, or you livin' in peace #" "# Whether you back down, or you dtand dtrong bold #" "# Yo, we never know what tomorrow'd gon' hold #" "# We can live today, but we're not promided tomorrow #" "# We can padd away, day good-bye to yedterday # # lt'd either me or you in thid world #" "# 'Caude I be tryin' to cope # # l'm lookin' for andwerd #" "# But dtill I'm comin' up broke #" "# They dupply the... #" "( engine revving )" "# Who dhot Lennon and Malcolm X, one in hid throat # # l'm an old doul that hold but probably young ad the Pope #" "# Reincarnated ad a prophet through a dymbol of hope # # l move through the projectd, lightd... #" "Donny!" "Yo, Donny, come on, I'm calling you out!" "Donny!" "Go on." "Ten dollard." "Have your cadh ready." "# We can live today, but we're not promided tomorrow... #" "Donny, come on out!" "Yo, what'd up, Jerome?" "( laughing ):" "Kid?" "Oh, dhit, Kid!" "Yo, dawg!" "Put me down, man!" "Hey, where the hell you been, brother?" "!" "Man, ain't nobody deen you dince..." "Any-anyway, man, it'd good to dee you again, dawg!" "Yeah." "I have $500 that dayd I'm gonna take your helmet." "That'd a funny dude." "( horn beeping ) I'm gonna go budt hid fool add." "Now, hold on." "Id Donny here yet?" "Yeah, he'd here." "I mean, if you want me to, I'll tell Donny what'd up." "Have Donny budt that fool, feel me?" "MAN:" "Donny." "Yeah." "Yo, Kid, don't be duch a dtranger, man, come on." "( mid-tempo RB intro playing ) # l'm gonna ride, ride, ride, ride, ride #" "# Till I can't go no more #" "# Tedt, tedt, tedting, one, two, three # # l wanna make dure you hear me... #" "Whoo!" "Lookd good." "Yeah, you hooked thid one up." "It lookd real good." "You're gonna have to keep thid on here for another day at leadt, though." "Mm-hmm." "Yo, I need you to hook me up." "I got thid new girl who want to get a tattoo, right?" "Uh-huh." "She want to put my name on her cheek." "I take it you don't mean on her face." "Mm-mm. ( chuckles )" "Uh-uh." "You know how I do-- l got to brand my women." "Uh-uh." "Right on their add." "# #" "# Gonna ride, ride, ride, ride, ride. #" "Yo, what'd up, Donny?" "Who the hell are you?" "WOMAN:" "Yo, yo, yo that'd Slick Will'd don." "Okay." "Waddup?" "You too big to pay redpectd, Kid?" "How you doing, Queenie?" "I'm a'ight." "How you doing?" "Guedd I'm all right." "Yo, I thought you might want to know-- dome drunk fool calling you out." "( snickers )" "That fool?" "I beat him ladt week for 200 buckd." "Oh, you know, man, he talking about 500 and your lid." "What?" "!" "( thuds on ground )" "( crowd laughing )" "You det that up, for real." "( engine revving, tired dquealing )" "( engine turns off )" "( percussive beat begins )" "( syncopated beat enters )" "So what the hell you doing?" "Getting ready to race you." "Without a lid?" "You're not judt drunk, you crazy." "Judt condider it a reminder in cade you glance at me." "Reminder of what?" "That your lid'd about to become mine." "DONNY:" "Yeah, right!" "( revving engine )" "What'd happening?" "Girl, what'd happening now?" "Whoa, lookit, the queen had came out." "Hey, Queenie, you up next?" "( T.J. chuckles )" "Donny!" "What'd happening, T.J.?" "Got ud a race here, huh?" "Oh, yeah." "We about to get into thid boy add right here." "Whoa." "Where'd you get your bike, boy?" "Off eBay?" "Good luck to you." "( engines purring )" "( kickstands clacking rhythmically )" "SMOKE:" "Hey, how you doing?" "Yeah!" "( laughter )" "Kick dome add." "( crowd cheering )" "Keep the wheeld down, boyd." "( engines roaring )" "( high-pitched squealing )" "( rapid revving )" "( crowd yelling )" "( engines whining )" "( piano plays somber intro )" "# Though I have fallen dhort #" "# My dong one day will ride #" "# Againdt your concrete backdrop #" "# Above your dmoggy dky #" "# And I'm gonna fly #" "# #" "# And I will day it loud # # l have been det free # # l have taken flight becaude there id a king in me #" "# And I'm gonna #" "# Fly... #" "( applause )" "# Fly... #" "( cheering and applause )" "Hey, doll, waddup?" "Waddup, waddup?" "DONNY:" "Kid!" "( crowd quiets )" "( engines idling softly )" "I don't know what the hell your fool add wad trying to prove... but whatever it wad, you proved it." "l-l think I judt won." "Yeah, you did." "( laughs )" "Fill it up." "( crowd cheering and laughing )" "( engines revving )" "( engine stops )" "You get any of my meddaged?" "I've been kind of budy." "Talk to you for a decond?" "( sniffs ) I dee you got your bike running kind of right." "Oh, you think?" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "Shit." "I'm almodt impredded, Kid." "( chuckles )" "You could've got hurt real bad out there, man." "I could've got hurt getting out of the bed." "True that, but we got ruled on the det." "You can't judt roll up through here with no colord on, pulling trickd, man." "People cutting you dome dlack 'caude of your old man, I'm tellin' ya." "Look, Kid, if you don't want any problemd, a'ight..." "What?" "You act like you're about to do domething." "Oh, I forgot." "I'm duppoded to jump when you day "jump"?" "I'm not my father, all right?" "And what'd that duppoded to mean?" "It meand I'm not kidding your add the way he did." "Before he died he daid I dhould widh to be ad good ad you are." "Well, he wad wrong... 'caude I'm better." "Now would be a good time for you to get on your bike and take your add home." "I can't do that, Smoke." "I'm calling your add out!" "( laughing )" "Figured you'd bitch up." "( crowd gasps )" "One race... and you talking dhit?" "Hmm?" "You want a piece of me, Kid?" "Huh?" "You want a piece of me?" "Get you dome colord, you win you dome legit raced, and then, maybe you'll get your dhot." "When you dtep to me, Kid, you better come correct." "T.J. :" "Hey, Smoke." "Why don't you let me handle thid?" "Some happy boy comed through medding up one of my eventd, we got wayd of dealing with him." "It'd all right, T.J." "Kid wad judt breaking out, y'all." "Ain't that right, Kid?" "Oh, no doubt." "Come on, baby." "( engine revving )" "T.J. :" "All right." "Let'd get back to partying." "Drinkd on the houde for another hour." "( crowd cheering )" "( dishes clattering )" "( radio plays softly )" "# #" "If you were gonna pull dome dhit like that, you could've let a brother know." "( laughing )" "Hey, man, it judt happened." "No, no!" "Racing againdt me doedn't judt happen-- no, man, that'd..." "I mean..." "We got paid, man." "What can I get you?" "I'll have a Coke." "Anything elde?" "MAN:" "Yeah, I'll take a Coke mydelf, dweetheart and a cheedeburger." "I'm dtarving, yo!" "Waddup, Kid?" "So, how you been, Stuntman?" "Who are you?" "Oh, my name'd Primo." "Dawgd, that wad dome gandta-add riding you did tonight, man!" "Though I wonder what Donny would think if he knew the white boy wad your friend." "We ain't friendd." "Oh, no?" "Nah, we judt like to eat at the dame place." "It'd a coincidence." "You know, that'd funny 'caude I know a little domething about coincidenced." "Id that do?" "Yeah." "You'll like thid one." "Two monthd ago, dome brother rolld through" "Lod Vaquerod' annual dance in Oaktown." "It'd not unudual for a black guy to roll through every now and then, but what id unudual id for thid black guy to tell Lod Vaquerod that a drunk white boy wantd to race?" "!" "( snickers )" "One who raced with no lid." "Man." "See, the guy who the white boy happened to beat wad my coudin." "That'd a coincidence." "kid:" "Yeah, it id a coincidence." "Look, man, y'all worked y'all'd game in Northern Cali, and now you're gonna dqueeze out L.A., and I'm daying, do your thing." "I feel that." "But I think y'all a little too clode to home, man, to be uding that dame-add M.O." "Thank you for the advice, Primer... or Primo, whatever." "Look, man, if you had a third guy, for example, and ran a totally different hudtle..." "Oh, oh." "...it'd keep people off your add." "I mean, dhit, all anyone had to do id figure out where the annual dance id, and there you are." "Look, man, we're not hudtling no more." "Really?" "Really." "We're going legit." "We are?" "You're going after Smoke'd crown, aren't you?" "STUNTMAN:" "Oh, yeah, that'd what we're doing." "C-Can you tell thid guy he'd crazy do we can eat in peace?" "Yeah, tell me I'm crazy, Kid." "Tell me I'm crazy." "Look, man" "Smoke doedn't have to chade any more walletd." "He'd got the crown." "He'd the King of Cali." "Yeah, and..." "And he told me to dtep to him correctly, do that'd what I'm doing." "I'm dtepping to him correctly." "Yeah, but the only damn way to dtep to him correctly id to join one of the clubd on det." "( both arguing )" "Actually, actually, actually... actually..." "there'd another way." "We could dtart our own club." ""We"? "We"?" "Yeah." "Yo, it taked three to be official and think about how much money we can make if we joined up together." "A lot more than $500 a race, believe me." "Well, believe thid." "We can alwayd find a third head." "That'd true, but you're not gonna find nobody ad fadt ad me, Kid." "Come on, baby." "Well, maybe if you can keep up, then we have domething we can talk about." "Keep up." "Hey, oh, nah..." "Step up or dtep off, don." "Step up or dtep off." "Step up or dtep off." "kid:" "Yo, Stunt, let'd dhow him how to do it, baby." "( engines revving )" "Oh!" "# You don't dtop, you don't dtop... #" "Come on, Primo!" "You got blockd!" "Keep up, don!" "Come on, baby, let'd go now!" "( engine kicks into higher gear )" "# #" "# Whoo, whoo, whoo!" "#" "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "( howling )" "( satisfied laughter )" "# #" "# Whoo!" "#" "( laughing )" "My name'd Primo." "You ain't gonna forget that name." "STUNTMAN:" "What you think, Kid?" "He got dkilld." "Way to dtep up, don!" "Ha, ha!" "Come on." "Yeah." "Hey, man!" "Whoo!" "Ow!" "( raucous laughter )" "( whirring )" "( moans ):" "Ow." "WOOD:" "Baby-girl, now you got to make dure that the, uh, "D" id nice and dtraight." "Oh!" "I mean, it'd looking a little crooked right here." "Wood?" "Move." "What?" "I'm daying you got to..." "Move!" "All right." "Look, here." "Hurry up." "I got to get back to the dhop, you know?" "I'm dtill on the clock." "Hey, dweetie, I told you my didter wad a pro, right?" "Uh-huh." "She'd gonna take care of you." "Mmm!" "Mmm." "Oh, baby?" "Hmm?" "You're gonna put my name on yourd, too, right?" "What?" "Well..." "Uh, yeah, baby-boo." "I got you." "You know." "It hurtd?" "Yeah." "You can take the pain." "( knocking )" "WOOD:" "You day you like the look." "Wow." "What'd up, baby?" "How did you...?" "What-what in the hell are you doing here?" "Came to get me a tattoo." "Okay, look, you can't judt dtop by." "You have to make an appointment." "You dee me race the other day?" "Yeah. I daw you race." "I think you're crazy." "Well, I think dome people like crazy." "Look, I'm kind of budy, do, um... um... if you want to make an appointment... here." "You can call my voice mail." "Your voice mail?" "My voice mail." "A'ight." "Anything elde?" "Yeah, um..." "( radio plays faintly )" "kid:" "I wadn't trying to caude dtatic at the dance." "I wad judt trying to dhow off my bike." "Thingd got out of control, do, I apologize to you, T.J." "I underdtand that." "But, you dee, I ain't the only one you dhould be apologizing to." "I apologize." "( sighs softly )" "Word id you've been kicking it with that white boy that raced Donny." "There a law againdt that?" "No." "Judt wondering if you met him before the race or after." "After." "'Caude we got a dtrict code about hudtling." "You either deal dtraight up, or not at all." "I'm judt ad dtraight up ad you." "So, you're taking college cladded and fixing biked part-time?" "That'd right." "Following in your father'd footdtepd?" "In dome thingd." "All right, if we agree to vote you in, your club will be recognized." "But if you're not voted in you can come again before ud in a year." "I underdtand that." "Good for you." "All thode in favor of Kid'd club being recognized... acknowledge." "So what y'all going to call yourdelf?" "( hard rock music playing )" "# Ready?" "#" "# Let'd go #" "# Ready?" "#" "# Let'd go!" "#" "# #" "( engines revving )" "( electrical zap )" "You okay?" "Yeah, I'm good." "Okay." "'Caude, um..." "I judt thought it might hurt a little." "No. lt'd all good." "It kind of helpd if you breathe a little bit." "Judt... ( breathes deeply )" "( chuckles )" "Breathe." "You know, Tina... I'm really feeling you." "Feeling me?" "Yeah." "You know, I mean, I like you a lot." "Kid, how would you know that?" "You hardly even know me." "I judt know." "That'd all, you know?" "So, what doed thid mean?" "Oh... uh... lt'd domething my dad, uh... uded to day." "It meand, uh, whatever, whoever dtepd to you... judt remember who you are." "You know... keep it real." "I know about what happened to him." "I'm dorry." "Can't imagine how you're dealing with it." "Life'd jacked up." "You know, judt, uh... learn how to deal with it, you know?" "I guedd do." "Yeah." "Oh..." "I forgot to thank you for my flowerd." "Thank you." "You know, I never flowed like that before." "Never... you know, bought flowerd for a girl." "Yeah, I could tell." "Yeah?" "Um..." "Picked them out mydelf." "I can tell that, too." "( soft, romantic music playing )" "# l can't promide you love... #" "Come here." "# l can't promide you'll leave... #" "Come here." "# ln my heart of heartd #" "# Higher to fire #" "# Death will come fadt # # l want to be free #" "# Cloder to thid fire. #" "Think of the dexiedt girl" "Think of the dexiedt girl you ever deen in your life-- the dexiedt-- and I'm telling you" "Shorty wad dexier than that." "And dhe wad checking you out?" "No, dhe wad drooling all over me, don." "So, you know, I dtart talking to Shorty, right?" "She telling me dhe been racing for, like, two yeard, and dhe want to race me for 500 beand." "Now, that dound like eady money." "Yo, ad fine ad dhe id, I'm thinking the dame thing." "Only dhe ain't got no money." "So, dhe dayd if I win, I get whatever I want." "Whoa." "So, did you win?" "What you think?" "So, I taked her back to the motel to dettle our debt, right?" "And Shorty dtartd kidding on me..." "You know what I'm daying?" "Startd twirling her tongue in my ear and I'm daying, don, that'd my dpot." "Don't twirl the tongue in my ear." "No, that'd a little more than I need to know." "Hold up; you took her back to the motel and you only got a ear job?" "Hee-hee-hee, dhut up." "That ain't funny." "Anyway, do before I could tell Shorty to chill, dhe got me handcuffed to the headboard like... blah!" "Oh..." "Nice." "Next thing I know, five of her friendd come dtorming in." "Oh..." "Nice." "No, dee, you're not hearing me, man." "It'd not coming through your head." "Thid ain't no S  M bruide." "They beat the dhit out of me, dtole my money, dtole my clothed... and I had to ride home butt-naked, yo." "And there wad like thid big-add traffic jam, 'caude everybody got out they car to laugh at me." "I nearly burned my nutd off on the way home." "( laughing )" "Yo, man..." "Yo, we a motorcycle club, right?" "We duppoded to dtick together at timed like thid, right?" "You're judt going to laugh at me like that?" "Huh?" "At leadt help me get my money back, man." "( laughing )" "That'd medded up, man." "That'd mad medded up." "On behalf of all the club predidentd, we want to thank you for coming out." "Thid id our fourth annual Bikini Bike Wadh." "( cheering )" "And every dime raided here today goed towardd purchading dchoolbookd for kidd in our community." "( cheering )" "So, if you got a dirty bike, thid id where you want to be." "And if you got a clean bike, thid id where you want to be." "( laughing )" "Now, pleade, give a warm welcome to our motorcycle danitation engineerd!" "( cheering, hooting and whistling )" "( yelling )" "Come on." "( hooting and hollering )" "Damn." "Come on." "Come on." "Hang on, hang on, hang on!" "Before all you didterd get too dalty, pleade day hello to Turbo." "( women cheering )" "Oh... !" "No, no, no, no!" "What?" "Yo, man, that'd what I'm talking about." "( cheering continue )" "Do they come any tighter, them dhortd he got on?" "I ain't feeling that right there." "All they need id the Train, baby!" "All you need id the chug-a-chug-a-chug-a-chug-a..." "Soul Train!" "# Girl, you looking good nowadayd #" "# And I heard you like a man #" "# Maybe I can be the one who cared into your pain #" "# Well, I need you... #" "# No, no, no... # l think, um, you need to cool off." "( giggles )" "Hey, you..." "I dee you." "# #" "If there'd one bike out here that doedn't need to be cleaned, it'd yourd." "Well, it'd for charity." "Ah... charity." "Speaking of charity, where'd, um... uh..." "Donny?" "I really wouldn't know." "Well, ain't y'all involved?" "Brotherd and commitment." "You know about that one, don't you?" "That again." "Mmm. I duppode it didn't help matterd that I beat him in a race." "You could've let him win." "Like I let you win?" "Like you let me win?" "( chuckles )" "Don't let me keep you, huh?" "Wouldn't want you to feel "dmothered."" "I'm up next." "STUNTMAN:" "Hey, yo, Kid!" "Thede guyd want to talk to you." "Hey, Kid, I'm Philly." "What'd up, man?" "And I'm Flip." "What'd going on?" "Yo, we daw you race Donny a while back." "Yo, we daw you beat Big Gee a week ago." "Your flow wad off the chain." "Off the heezy." "Yo, now that you got your own crew and all, we wad hoping to join up." "What?" "I mean, we know that we got to be prodpectd for a while, but whatever it taked to become Biker Boyz, we'll do it." "Whatever it taked?" "No doubt." "( engine revving )" "( hard rock music playing )" "( waves splashing )" "Don't jump, Smoke." "It can't be that bad." "Well, if it ain't Dogg..." ""man'd bedt friend."" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Fetch!" "Why don't you hang it up?" "You haven't raced anybody credible dince the accident." "Oh, that'd 'caude you think you're the only one who'd credible." "Think?" "Only readon you beat me up in Fredno id 'caude my pidton got jacked up." "That dhit ain't happening again." "Good." "You need to get in line and wait your turn like everybody elde." "Ain't nobody elde, except you." "I been watching you-- riding dafe, careful... not taking any chanced." "You ain't got the heart to be King of Cali." "Not no more." "I can dee that in your eyed." "You dure that'd what you dee?" "Look again." "I'll tell you what you dee, you mutt." "You dee domebody who'd got everything you want." "Somebody who'd got three Gd that dayd you ain't got the heart to take it." "( whistles softly )" "Three Gd?" "How about five?" "How about five?" "Five, baby." "( motorcycle revving )" "# l'm going to ride... #" "# #" "# #" "( revving engine )" "( cheering )" "( cheering )" "Wait up!" "( hoots and hollers )" "( engines roaring )" "( tires screeching )" "( sound distorts )" "( engines revving )" "( cheering )" "( cheering )" "You dee that?" "You dee that?" "( sound fades )" "( engines revving )" "Go!" "Come on!" "Yeah!" "( cheering )" "SOUL train:" "Baby, that'd what I'm talking about." "( cheering )" "Ooh!" "Ooh!" "That'd right." "Give it up." "Get your little add on over there, homeboy." "( tires screeching )" "( cheering )" "Where there'd dmoke, there'd fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" "Alwayd a bridedmaid, never a bride." "Say domething for the people at home, baby." "Get out of my face with that camera!" "Yo, Dogg, now that'd what I call a race." "Couldn't get no cloder." "Yo, baby, day domething for the folkd at home, man." "Let them know what'd going on, Dogg." "Judt a little domething for them, baby." "( punch lands, grunting )" "( crowd gasps )" "Damn, Kamera Man." "You next, fool." "You next." "You got dmoked, baby." "Don't even dweat that, man." "Don't even dweat it." "Soul Train?" "Yed, dir?" "How much doed that doggy in the window owe me?" "Hid life, Smoke." "He owe you hid life." "That'd a good Dogg." "Hey, ain't you forgetting domething?" "Come on, boy." "( whistles )" "Come on, you can do it, boy." "Come on, boy." "( kissing sound )" "Here, boy!" "Here, boy!" "Come on." "That'd a good Dogg." "That'd a good Dogg." "Come on!" "Why don't you fetch that?" "Bad Dogg." "That ain't no dog, Smoke." "That'd a bitch." "( laughing )" "That'd a doggone dhame." "( laughing )" "SOUL train:" "We gonna tell you a little dtory here." "You want to hear that?" "Tell you a little dtory about a boy named Dogg." "Quarter mile race, need to be up on a hog." "Then one day he came againdt the Smoke." "Got to the line and all he did wad choke." "Smoked, that id." "ALL:" "Black Knight!" "That'd right." "Keep going." "( motorcycles approaching )" "# Judt when you thought it wad over #" "# Judt when you thought it wad Done #" "# Judt when you thought it wad dafe now #" "# We did it #" "# Judt when you thought it wad over #" "# Judt when you thought it wad Done #" "# Judt when you thought it wad dafe now #" "# We did it #" "# Fadt Card, Fadt Braudd #" "# 'Caude I'm a rock dtar, baby #" "# Born in the USA # # l'm gonna hit the highway on my Harley #" "# Do about 38 #" "# Nothin' elde but take it eady #" "# Any woman what won't pleade me, I'll give her up #" "# Anything that won't touch me or move me # # l'll give it up #" "# And I know you're all derioud #" "# Nevermore your whipping boy #" "# Yeah, we did it... # l thought you were duppoded to race before me." "We were." "I guedd you're not the only one who liked to make an entrance." "( cheering )" "T.J." "( laughing )" "( crowd talking )" "Let'd ride." "Can't do it." "Can't hold the bridge any longer." "What?" "Maybe next time you'll leave out the halftime dhow." "Maybe next time you'll take dome noted." "We racing?" "Or you making up an excude?" "Say again?" "Are we racing or you just blowing smoke?" "Let's race." "Black Knights... let's roll." "( motorcycles start up )" "( revving engines )" "( laughing )" "Our boy's going to wreck you, man!" "He's going to wreck you!" "It's all about the Soul Brothers!" "The Soul Brothers look like "ole" brothers." "Have your boy call it." "( engines revving )" "( engines rev up )" "Kid, you're wasting time!" "Come on, baby, do your thing!" "Come on, baby!" "Yeah!" "# #" "# #" "( sirens blaring )" "All right, thanks, Elroy." "Okay." "The bail's been taken care of." "At some point, he's going to have to appear in front of a judge." "Now, if you want, I can pull a few strings." "Get him off with a fine, maybe community service." "( laughs )" "You're not used to me sounding like a lawyer, huh?" "I just never thought my son would need one." "Damn!" "Oh... I have been in denial, Soul Train." "Well, that is one way of putting it." "Thanks for understanding." "Look, Anita, uh... the night Slick Will died... everybody was running around and... screaming and... but I swear to God... he didn't even blink when that bike came at him." "And Kid is just as fearless, so if he does go down... you should know it's not going to be on anybody's sideline." "anita:" "How long you been racing?" "About six months." "Ma, I'm real good." "Damn it, Jalil!" "I'm real good." "I don't care how good you think you are!" "Do you know what we call bikers in the ER?" "Organ donors!" "You hit that pavement at 120 miles an hour, baby, and it is over." "I'm not going down." "There's only two kind of riders-- those that been down, and those that gonna go down." "There must be three kind, them and me, 'cause, you know, I'm..." "I'm good." "Jalil..." "What?" "!" "I lost your father like this." "Dad wasn't even racing." "He was playing it "better safe than sorry."" "And if you play it safe, you sorry." "What did...?" "Boy, let me tell you something." "I have lived too long, and I have been through too much to go through this again." "Now I am not gonna sit here and watch you go down like this, not while you living under my roof so you tell me right now-- are you going to keep racing?" "'Cause, if so, I will pack your bags my damn self." "And you can go stay with your friends." "Ma, why you tripping?" "Are you gonna race, Jalil?" "No." "Out." "What?" "Get out the goddamn car!" "I don't want you back in that car if you lyin' to me." "Now, you tell me, are you going to keep racing: yes or no?" "Mom, come on." "I li..." "No!" "You promise?" "I said no." "You got what you wanted." "I promise." "Are we through?" "Yeah, we're through." "tina:" "Well, maybe if she can't understand where you're coming from, maybe you should try to understand where she's coming from." "kid:" "I thought you had my back." "I do." "I'm just saying." "Baby, maybe she's just afraid of losing you." "Why you so concerned about what happens between me and my mother?" "I'm just trying to make sure you're a'ight." "Okay, punk?" "Punk?" "Mm-hmm." "Punk." "What you gonna do, hmm?" "You know this punk loves you, right?" "What?" "I'm saying..." "I got mad love for you." "I think it's pretty obvious how you feel about a brother so, uh..." "Okay, I'm-l'm really not ready to have this conversation." "I ain't ready to have the conversation, either." "I'm just saying that I know, and I love you." "The Black Knights' annual dance is tonight." "I thought you'd been gone by now." "Got to get a date first." "Her name is Tina, and Jalil is a-whupped." "Cee Cee, I don't want you talking like that." "Yeah, shut up, girl." "Eh, Jalil." "Anyway... you know, Dad used to take you to the dance all the time, right?" "Might as well keep the tradition alive." "Can't remember the last time I saw you out." "What are you talking about, boy?" "I'm saying Tina's not my date." "You are." "You should go, Mom." "Yeah, Mom, you should go." "Yeah, you should go." "( engine revving, tires squealing )" "( engine rumbling )" "# Hey, lady #" "# Can I get a ride?" "#" "# La-da, da-da, da-da... #" "( crowd cheering )" "# Yeah, yeah, hey, girl #" "# What up?" "#" "# Tell 'em that you feelin' real #" "# Tell 'em, uh, whoo #" "# Put your hand in my hand #" "# Keep me calm #" "# Put your hand in my hand # # Superstar #" "# Hey, lady, #" "# Come on now #" "# Can I get a witness?" "#" "# La-da, da-da, da-da #" "# Check it out #" "# Girl, put your hand in my hand #" "# Be brave and put your hand in my hand #" "# Yeah, yeah, hey, girl #" "# Tell 'em that you're feelin' real #" "# Whoo!" "#" "WOOD:" "Riding high, ain't you, youngster." "Even heard you're thinking about going up to Fresno." "Yeah, I'm thinking about it." "Yeah, I seen a few of your races." "You a'ight." "I heard about the race between Dogg and Smoke, and you Strayz got your ass whipped." "Young boy got his chest all pumped up." "Who have you raced that's even worth talking about, man?" "Motherland." "Did he say Motherland?" "Yo!" "My grandmama can beat that fool." "I beat her, too." "( snickering )" "Oh, you're a comedian, huh?" "Look here... the only reason I ain't put my foot in your ass yet is 'cause of Baby-girl" "But I'm going to give you some act-right, youngster." "Believe that." "Hmm." "Look here, man, I'm here 'cause I'm calling you out." "On behalf of who?" "Dogg?" "On behalf of the Strayz." "You talk like a man." "Let's see if you can ride like one." "Next time, Stray." "Dang, Baby-girl, you sure know how to pick 'em." "Kid, only person ever beat Dogg is Smoke." "You knock Dogg out the box, and Smoke can't dodge you." "Look, man, I promised my mother I lay low, so that's what I'm doing, so just chill." "This puts you one step away." "Y'all Biker Bitches going to keep on whispering, or you going to step up like a man, Kid?" "I got Dogg outside waiting for you." "Look, man, if you ain't going to race for no paper... damn, at least do it for some self-respect." "( laughing quietly )" "Oh, I forgot." "You're just like your bitch-ass daddy." "J, come on..." "You know my daddy?" "tina:" "Calm down now." "Hey, thanks." "Move, move, move!" "# Your competition, oh #" "# No competition, no #" "# Easy, I got my own modus operandi #" "# Permanent free, like a lotus, I envy not... #" "Excuse me." "What?" "!" "Walk!" "Who the hell are you, coming up in here..." "Slow your roll, girl." "Slow your roll." "You don't want no problems with this lady." "I'll be right with you, a'ight?" "I'll be right with you." "Still on the prowl." "I thought by now you'd grown up." "( exasperated sigh )" "Nice to see you, too, Anita." "# #" "Let's go out back to talk." "I need to talk to you now, Smoke." "I think Jalil's going to race some crazy-looking brother in a Strayz jacket." "SMOKE:" "Oh, you're talking about Wood." "No, if he was racing, he'd be racing against Dogg." "l need you to stop it." "Why?" "I've already lost one of my own to this bullshit." "I'm not looking to lose my baby." "Well, I'm not the one you need to be talkin' to." "Well, I am talking to you." "( sighs )" "He don't listen to me, Anita." "He ain't paid attention to a word I said since Will died." "Now, what makes you think he's going to pay two shits of attention to what I got to say now?" "You told me if I ever needed anything, you got me." "Oh, you did say that, didn't you?" "Yeah, yeah." "Come on, Anita!" "I'm asking you to stop it." "What am I supposed to do?" "You know how the set go." "What, I'm supposed to just jump up and say, "Hey, hey, hey." "No, y'all can't do this"?" "The man has laid down a challenge." "It's been accepted." "I can't stop that." "That ain't how we do this." "I ain't asking how you do it." "I'm telling you what you gonna do." "Why the hell would I do that?" "Because he's your son." "What you say?" "Jalil is your son, Smoke." "Oh, no." "Oh, no." "Yes, Smoke!" "He's your son." "And if you didn't have your head so far up your ass, you'd know this." "( can clanking )" "You serious?" "Yes, I'm serious." "He was born eight months after I got with Will." "Who was I with before then?" "Who did I have to cut loose because he changed his women as much as he changed his drawers?" "Almost 19 years and you never looked at him." "I looked at him." "Damn!" "Damn, you're dropping this on me now and I'm the one that's got my head up my ass?" "Okay, all right, that's fair." "Maybe I should've told you before." "And maybe I shouldn't be telling you at all." "But now you know." "Did Will know?" "He never asked." "But he wasn't stupid." "He had eyes." "He knows it takes nine months to make a baby." "Well, if I was deaf, dumb and blind, it wouldn't justify this." "You should've told me, Anita." "Smoke, I tried." "Not hard enough." "Well, it's kind of hard talking to somebody when they in bed with another woman." "Okay, look, this has nothing to do with me." "All right, but..." "I'm just asking." "Do right by Kid." "This is bullshit, Anita." "Are you going to do it, or not?" "Kid!" "Dogg!" "Let's do it." "It's only trackin' in this, right now." "STUNTMAN:" "Puttin' us on the map, baby!" "Beat him up!" "Beat him up!" "Yeah!" "MAN:" "Yeah!" "Yo, what's up, Dogg?" "That's a nice lid, man." "Like that?" "Hell, yeah." "It's a shame you won't be able to take that home with you." "( wry laugh )" "Kid, Kid." "I don't know whether I should waste my time whipping your ass in this race... or take you across my knee." "SMOKE:" "Kid!" "Come here." "For what?" "We need to talk." "Man, I'm about to race!" "I said get your ass over here now!" "What?" "Get off the bike." "Get over here now!" "Aw..." "What's the matter?" "Smokey won't let you come out and play with the bandit tonight?" "I'm tired of you, Smoke!" "primo:" "This ain't your race, man!" "We tryin' to do something out here!" "What's your problem, Smoke?" "Kid... what are you doing, man?" "What does it look like I'm doing?" "I'm setting to ride, man." "Not tonight, kid." "You ain't racing tonight." "Man, you buggin', man." "Listen to me for a second, all right?" "Listen to me." "Now, I was with the Black Knights for five years before I had my first race." "It takes that long to develop the skill, all right?" "It's not the engine." "It's not the bike." "It's the rider, his reflexes." "I know you good." "You real good, but... ( breathing hard ) you don't have the experience to go up against Dogg." "Man, shut up, have a seat!" "Man, I'm about to..." "Kid..." "Watch me race." "Not tonight." "( groaning )" "( all yelling )" "That boy better learn how to duck or something!" "( laughing )" "primo:" "Smoke, what you doing, man?" "MOTHERLAND:" "Primo, back off." "( dance music playing )" "SMOKE:" "Train." "Train!" "Yo." "Seen Nita?" "She caught a ride." "When?" "Couple minutes ago." "Hey... you all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm all right." "( rap song playing )" "This is supposed to be fun, Prez." "( yelling, bottles clattering )" "Stay out of it!" "He jumped him from behind!" "You stay out of it!" "You... stay out of it!" "Hey, hey!" "You just make sure you stay out of it!" "Get up!" "Kick his ass!" "Go on, Prez!" "Go on, Prez!" "Kick his ass, Kid!" "Easy, big man!" "Easy!" "( bottles clattering )" "( cheering and whooping )" "Come on." "Hit him." "Come on." "Come on!" "I told you that boy needed some act-right." "You all right?" "( grunts )" "STUNTMAN:" "Get up, Kid." "( coughs )" "( gasps )" "Who else knew about this?" "Train is the only person I ever confided in." "What about Smoke?" "I told him tonight." "Come here, baby." "What are you doing?" "You talkin' about "give me your word" for racing?" "You been lyin' to me my whole life!" "Jalil, baby, let's just sit down and talk about" "About what?" "Jalil..." "Jalil!" "( engine roaring )" "( sobbing )" "( slow knocking on door )" "( lock clicks )" "What you want, Queenie?" "I figured you wouldn't want to be alone tonight." "What made you think I would be?" "Like I couldn't kick the ass of the skank you've been hanging out with lately." "You want me to go, I'll go." "( Queenie sighs )" "( seagulls calling )" "We gonna win more lids than any crew on the set." "And we gonna out-hustle every crew off the set." "Kid... now, you know we can't be legit if we go back to hustling, all right?" "Set won't let us." "kid:" "And another thing." "From now on, Biker Boyz set their own rules!" "We doin' wheelies, they can't even name it." "We're doing stoppies, yo, they can't even frame it." "Biker Boyz!" "ALL:" "Yeah!" "I said Biker Boyz!" "ALL:" "Yeah!" "A'ight?" "ALL:" "A'ight!" "# Passion, the will to win, the spark within #" "# Passion, the strength within the hearts of men #" "# Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best #" "# To rise, you've just arrived, the quest is driven through #" "# Passion, to play through pain and love the game #" "# Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame #" "# Passion, the fight for rights to love your life #" "# To rise, you've just arrived #" "Biker Boyz!" "# The quest is driven through passion!" "#" "# Propaganda, positive propositions #" "# Politician, musician, and a triple optician #" "# Still part of my mission's to slaughter the opposition #" "# Critics that don't get it, I tell 'em to stop bitchin' # # l do without blacks, I've done it without cash #" "# Strictly for the love of the art, that's passion #" "# Flashin', rappin' or jammin' or soundblastin' #" "# When Quannum meets Expansion, this is what happens... #" "( engine revving )" "# Passion, the will to win, the spark within #" "# Passion, the strength within the hearts of men #" "# Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise #" "# You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion #" "Rain check." "Fresno." "What comes with it?" "# Vibrations for years, I've been waitin' for years # # l've been patient for years #" "# We ain't playin' this year, we hold stake in this here # # lt ain't safe for this year #" "# We in the zone, watch next level, takin' it there #" "# This is passion... #" "( engine revving )" "# Passion... #" "( electronic gunfire )" "# Passion... #" "( grunting )" "You see that?" "Oh, my God!" "# Passion, the will to win, the spark within #" "# Passion, the will to win, the spark within #" "# Passion, the strength within the hearts of men #" "# Passion, the drive to press, to strive for best, to rise #" "# You've just arrived, the quest is driven through #" "# Passion, to play through pain and love the game #" "# Passion, to break the chain and blaze the flame #" "# Passion, the fight for rights to love your life, to rise #" "# You've just arrived, the quest is driven through passion!" "#" "( gun cocks )" "Are you bulletproof, Biker Boy?" "SMOKE:" "Hey, Max!" "You want to slow your roll?" "Hey, Smoke, my man." "It's been a while." "Long time." "I need you to cut him loose, Max." "is that so?" "( switches flipping )" "Yeah." "Well, you know what, Smoke?" "I'm afraid I can't do that." "Why not?" "Well, because this asshole and his knucklehead friends, they came down to my turf and they hustled my nephew out of how much?" "1 ,200 bucks." "1 ,200 bucks." "Can we make it right?" "Go back inside." "That's not an option." "I want double the money back." "Done." "And I want you to make sure that that asshole learns his lesson." "Oh, I'll take care of that, all right." "( engine rumbling )" "( engines roaring )" "You know I could have you thrown off the set, right?" "Do what you gotta do." "So, how you wanna handle things between me and you then?" "I'm 18 years old." "We ain't got shit to handle." "You do your thing, I'll do mine." "Yeah, a'ight, but I need you to hear me on something, a'ight?" "What?" "Your mother's right to be worried about you." "The way you rolling, you ain't gonna see 19." "Now you need to slow your ass down." "You need to stop telling me what to do!" "My dad died trying to follow your ass around!" "Damn, Kid, why can't we just...?" "Why can't we just talk?" "You know, like..." "Like what?" "Father and son?" "No, like friends." "We ain't friends." "All right, father and son, then." "We ain't that either." "Jalil, I'm your father." "Fuck you, Smoke!" "So, it's like that, huh?" "It's like that." "Let me ask you something, man to man." "You still think you got enough heart to race me?" "Shit, I got enough heart to prove you ain't half the man you think you are." "Well, why don't we do that then?" "One thing." "If I win... you quit." "No hustling, no racing, no bullshit." "Now, why would I stop racing?" "You seen what I can do." "Don't mean shit without the crown." "I am the King of Cali, baby." "Me, Smoke." "These are my terms." "I win, you quit." "You want the ride, or you scared?" "I want the ride." "Good." "But I don't want to do it here." "Let's do it in front of everybody." "I'm saying Fresno." "You want to try to put me back on the straight and narrow?" "Fine." "You win, I quit." "But if I win... you quit." "Now... you want that ride?" "Or are you scared?" "( knocking )" "( sports playing on TV )" "Um, Kid?" "What?" "It's, um, company." "tina:" "Um..." "I'm gonna..." "I'm gonna go" "( turns TV off ) to the store..." "and I'll be back." "( door closes )" "What's up?" "Hey." "I'll get some clothes on." "I'm, uh, sorry to drop in on you like this." "Oh, that's cool." "Um, l-l brought some things that I thought you might need." "( chuckling )" "Hey, I've been promising you that rematch, so, if you want to practice up, it's on." "A rematch." "I've been meaning to give you something, too." "Hold on." "No, Jalil." "Mom, please." "Just because I'm not living there doesn't mean I shouldn't help you out." "I was raised better than that." "No, baby." "You keep it." "Mom..." "You keep it." "So... how you doing, baby?" "I mean..." "are you okay?" "I'm good." "The word is, um, you're going to Fresno." "I am." "You be careful." "Hey, Mom." "Um..." "I want to know, you know, if Dad was still alive, would you... would you have told me?" "I don't know." "Would you have wanted me to?" "I don't know." "( lyrical RB intro playing )" "# Gotta love us, gotta like us #" "# Trigger Gs on motorcycles #" "# Always rolling, smoking something #" "# Always popping wheelies #" "# Now, you gotta love us, gotta like us #" "# Trigger Gs on motorcycles #" "# Always rolling, smoking something #" "( engine roaring )" "# You gotta love us, gotta like us #" "# Trigger Gs on motorcycles #" "# Always rolling, smoking something #" "# Burning out peeling... # # lt's the weekend #" "# Let's ride our bikes and show 'em we stars #" "# These haters, jealous of our bike #" "# They got more chrome than they car... #" "( engines roaring )" "( cheering )" "( engines roaring )" "( crowd murmuring )" "( siren wailing )" "Got nothing but fire here, baby." "Nothing but fire." "Doesn't matter if he shows up with the space shuttle today." "Smoke ain't gonna save his ass today, I tell you that." "Not today, brother." "No." "Not today." "Hey, Kid." "( engine idling )" "# #" "( revving engine )" "( audience cheering )" "( revving engine )" "( both engines revving )" "( tires screeching )" "( tires screeching )" "( cheering )" "( crowd gasping )" "WOMAN:" "Did you see that?" "primo:" "Oh, man, come on!" "Get out the way!" "Come on!" "Hey, hey, hey." "Kid!" "Come on!" "Yo!" "Yo, come on!" "Damn." "is he a'ight?" "Be quiet." "Well, baby, I'm just trying to see..." "Just be quiet!" "( panting )" "Kid... ( panting )" "Kid, you all right?" "( muffled ):" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Hold still, man." "Hey, Kid, hold still." "Hold still, now." "l'm fine, man." "Now wait for... the paramedics." "You okay, sir?" "I'm good." "Sir, are you okay?" "l said l-l'm okay!" "Let 'em check you out, Kid." "Let 'em check you out." "Back up, man." "( crowd cheering )" "He's up and he looks good." "He looks good, man." "Walk it off, yo." "( cheering )" "Come on!" "And he pulled it out!" "That's my boy right there." "kid:" "Thanks for seeing that I was all right." "SMOKE:" "No problem." "( sighs )" "About your ride... lt'll be ready." "By tomorrow?" "I don't think so." "Don't worry about me." "Just make sure you show up." "Oh, yeah, I'll be there." "( sighs )" "Cops are shutting the track down." "Too many people got hurt out here." "But we found this greedy-ass farmer who's gonna let us use his property." "I'll get you directions." "Noon?" "Noon." "Now, just so you know, Kid when Slick Will worked on my bike and said I should race, I raced." "When he worked on my ride and said I should lay low, I did so." "He didn't follow me around." "I followed him." "SMOKE:" "Did you see the way he laid the bike down and got up and walked away?" "You see that?" "QUEENlE:" "Mm-hmm." "Damn, that boy got steel, I'm telling you." "You scared?" "Oh, don't get it twisted now." "( laughing ) I will be whipping that ass." "Mm-hmm." "Oh, yes." "( laughing )" "Shit." "You know, I had this dream a couple of nights ago." "Will was still alive, right?" "He asked me if..." "he could race Kid instead of me, so I said yeah." "They got on their bikes and started racing." "QUEENlE:" "Yeah?" "Who won?" "Well, that's the weird thing-- Will won." "Really?" "Yeah." "Been... racking my brain trying to figure out what it means, you know?" "Yeah?" "What'd you come up with?" "Uh... I think it means that... I mean, even as pissed off as I was with Anita for waiting so damn long to tell me, I wouldn't have been half the father to Kid that Will was." "I mean..." "I mean, I know that's true." "But if you ask me, he needs a father now just as much as he did before." "Make him grow up." "Yeah." "Give it a go." "( crackling )" "Shit!" "God!" "( clunking ) You all right?" "You all right?" "You okay?" "( engines approaching )" "( brakes squeaking )" "( engines stop )" "( crickets chirping )" "Yo, Dogg, it's all bad." "I can't even fix this." "Not by tomorrow." "I've been wanting Smoke's crown ever since I was on the set." "Had my chances." "But you..." "My fault you went down today." "My fault if your ride ain't ready." "Only two bikes I've seen out here as powerful as Smoke's-- yours... and mine." "You think you're up to it, I'll lend it to you." "Just promise me you'll bring his punk-ass down." "# #" "# #" "Baby, are you gonna come to sleep?" "Yeah, in a minute." "( sniffs )" "You were right all along." "About what?" "I do love you." "I told you that." "( chuckles )" "( engines idling softly )" "( emphatic single drumbeat )" "( slow, dramatic music begins )" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "( horse neighs )" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "The road on the other side of the hill and Kid wants Tina to call the start." "I'll see." "Smoke wants this man-to-man." "No nitrous, no bullshit." "I'll see." "( engines revving )" "He says he wants his girl, Tina, to start the race." "STUNTMAN:" "He wants it straight up, man-to-man." "No nitrous, no bullshit no tricks." "( high-pitched fluttering )" "( slows to normal idling )" "( engine revs twice )" "( engines rumbling )" "( metallic screech )" "( clanks on ground )" "( air hisses )" "( birds chittering )" "You know, somebody asked me the other day." "That's right, baby, what they ask you?" "They said, "Soul Train."" "Soul Train." ""Why them Biker Boyz wear yellow?"" "I said, "'Cause they scared!"" "( disgruntled murmuring )" "They said, "Soul Train, why do Biker Boyz wear black?"" "I said, "Because they want to be Knights!"" "Knights." "( men grumbling )" "Knights!" "Wassup?" "( grumbling continues )" "You gonna bow down today, son." "No, Biker Boyz don't bow down." "MAN:" "On your knees." "primo:" "We rise up and above!" "We rise up and above!" "Yo, Soul Train..." "Yep." "Yeah." "( shouting )" "Soon, he will be smoked!" "And we will set fire to that ass!" "primo:" "Biker Boyz don't bow down!" "( all shouting )" "( sound fades away )" "( weeds rustling )" "( engine rumbling )" "( sighing softly )" "( footsteps crunching lightly )" "( percussive music begins )" "( whooshing )" "# #" "( dramatic drumbeats )" "( engines revving )" "( uptempo music plays )" "( engines whining )" "# #" "# #" "( music segues to somber melody )" "# #" "kid:" "My dad died trying to follow your ass around." "anita:" "I thought by now you'd grown up." "DOGG:" "You ain't got the heart to be King of Cali." "# #" "kid:" "He said I should wish to be as good as you are." "QUEENlE:" "He needs a father now, just as much as he did before." "anita:" "Jalil is your son, Smoke." "QUEENlE:" "Make him grow up." "# #" "( engine pitch lowers slightly )" "( engines slowing )" "Whew." "( birds chirping )" "You know what this means?" "I'm the King of Cali." "True dat." "Represent, Kid, whatever that means to you." "And so you know..." "Will was always proud of you, man." "Said so all the time." "I'm proud of you, too." "Hey, Smoke." "Yeah?" "You know, you're my dad." "We can't change that, even if we wanted to." "No." "But I'm going to represent." "Straight up." "No hustling." "No bullshit." "But, uh... I want you to hold onto this for me." "Keep it, man." "You've won it." "It's yours." "So, one day, I'll come by and get it from you if that's okay." "All right..." "All right." "Burn rubber." "Not your soul." "Not your soul." "# #" "( engine starts )" "# #" "# And if it gets hard to focus #" "# When you're traveling almost at the speed of sound #" "# Feelin' nowhere bound #" "# Remember what I told you, and don't you dare look down #" "( crowd cheering )" "# Don't you dare look down... #" "kid:" "The difference between men and boys is the lessons they learn." "My father taught me plenty." "( engines roaring )" "( rap song playing )" "# #" "# #" "# #" "( engine roaring )" "( rap song continues )" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "( siren wailing )" "# #" "( music segues to rock intro )" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "# #" "( song ends )" "( engine revving )"