[ Man ] ♪ We in the fast lane at high speeds ♪
♪ One-six-oh is the reach a car never could achieve ♪
♪ We battle for position Better watch your step ♪
♪ Because it's one false move and it's life or death ♪
♪ Accelerate Life is gone in a flash ♪
♪ You're up against a pro Get blown right past ♪
♪ Comin' out tonight at the speed of light ♪
♪ Only the hard and the strong can achieve the hype ♪♪
[ Phone Beeps ]
Just packed up a real money load, and it's comin' your way.
Look for "Rodgers" on the side of the truck.
Don't forget my share of the deal.
[ Truck Horn Honking ]
[ Horn Honking ]
[ Engine Revving ]
Shit!
[ Man ] ♪ We hit the room, me and my crew ♪
♪ And it was cool until we bumped into you ♪
♪ Now it's been years but there you were like a Mustang ♪
♪ Redlinin' every single gear
♪ With a man that danced like he was born in '49 ♪
♪ But lost his groove back in ancient times ♪
♪ I wanna know are those replacement hips? ♪
♪ Is that a Swatch watch? Do you know what time it is? ♪
♪ Does he run it deep enough
♪ To take you there?
♪ Does he run it deep enough? Oh, tell me, baby ♪
♪ Does he run it deep enough to take you there? ♪ ♪♪ [ Fades ]
Tuna on white, no crust, right?
I don't know. How is it?
Every day for the last three weeks you've been comin' in here...
and you've been askin' me how the tuna is.
Now it was crappy yesterday, it was crappy the day before, and guess what.
Hasn't changed.
- I'll have the tuna. - No crust?
No crust.
Thank you.
♪ Tell me, baby ♪
[ Engines Revving ]
Talk to me, Jesse. This ain't workin', brother.
It's your fuel map. It's got a nasty hole.
That's why you're unloading in third.I told you it was third.
Shut up.I lengthen the injector pulse another millisec...
and just tune the NOS timer, you'll run nines.
Huh?
♪ Who told ya to beat it Bleed it, beep it Whatever you want ♪
What's up with this fool? What is he, sandwich crazy?
No, V. He ain't here for the food, dog.Chill out, bro.
He's just slingin' parts for Harry, man.I know what he's slingin'.
He's tryin' to get in Mia's pants, dog.
What's up, guys?How you doin', Mia?
- How you livin', girl? - Hey!
Hey, Dom. You want somethin' to drink?
♪ Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your back Watch your back Once in a while ♪
Ah, he's beautiful.I like his haircut.
[ Mia ]Vince.
- Vince! - What?
- Can I get you anything? - You look good.
♪ .357's or AK-47's All tools that create 187's ♪
Well, thanks a lot, Mia. See you tomorrow.
Sure.
- Tomorrow? - Oh, I love this part.
Yo!
Try Fatburger from now on.
You can get yourself a Double Cheese with fries for 2.95, faggot.
- I like the tuna here. - Bullshit, asshole. No one likes the tuna here.
Yeah, well, I do.
♪ Watch your back Watch your, watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your back Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
Jesus Christ, Dom. Would you get out there, please?
I'm sick of this shit. I'm not kidding, Dom!
Get out there.
[ Grunting ]
- What'd you put in that sandwich? - That's really funny.
- Dom! - All right.
♪ Watch your back Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your back Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your, watch your Watch your back ♪
♪ Watch your back ♪
- Hey, man, he was in my face. - I'm in your face.
Relax. Don't push it. You embarrass me.
Get over there.
Jesse, give me the wallet.
"Brian Earl Spilner." Sounds like a serial killer name.
Is that what you are?No, man.
Don't come around here again.
Hey, man, you know this is bullshit.
You work for Harry, right?
- Yeah. I just started. - You were just fired.
[ Tires Screeching ]
Hey, Dominic, I appreciate what you did in a big way.
Dominic, I owe you.
Brian, you're messin' with my business.
When Dominic drives, he's golden.
Kids pour in here, they want everything he has, every performance part,
and they pay cash.
What did Dominic say?You don't wanna know.
What did Dominic say?He wants you outta here.
He wants me outta here?Yes.
And what did you say to Dom?What do you think I said?
I told him good help is hard to find.
Hey.[ Exhales ]
Relax.
I need NOS.
I need NOS.No.
My car topped out at 140 miles per hour this morning.
Amateurs don't use nitrous oxide.
I've seen the way you drive. You got a heavy foot.
You'll blow yourself to pieces.I need one of these.
One of the big ones.
Actually, no. Let's make it two.
And, Harry, I need it by tonight.
♪ Tell me what's the secret I'm missin'? ♪
♪ I'm a-come and get it
♪♪ [ Continues ]
♪ Stick out your tongue and say aah ♪
♪♪ [ Continues ]
♪ Breathe in now breathe out ♪
♪ Hands up, now hands down Back up, back up ♪
♪ Tell me what you gonna do now ♪
♪ Keep rollin', rollin' rollin', rollin' ♪
♪♪ [ Continues ] [ No Audible Dialogue ]
♪ Do it fast Do it furious ♪
♪♪ [ Continues ]
Hey, hold up, hold up. Look at this snowman right here, man.
Sweet ride.
What you runnin' under there, man?
You gonna make me find out the hard way?
- Hell, yeah. - You brave. You brave.
They call me Hector.
Got a last name too, but I can't pronounce it, so--
Brian Spilner.Aw, typical white boy name.
You know what I'm sayin'?
- [ Chattering ] - See that over there?
That's mine. That's my baby.
But I ain't cuttin' her loose tonight.
- Why not? - It's 'cause I'm goin' legit, homey.
Tryin' to get on the NIRA circuit. You heard about that?
Oh, hell, yeah.Yeah, yeah.
- So what's up with you, man? - I'm just waitin' for Toretto.
Shit. Better get in line.
This yours?Yeah. I'm standin' next to it.
That's funny.
You know, Edwin happens to know a few things.
And one of the things Edwin knows is,
it's not how you stand by your car.
It's how you race your car. You better learn that.
[ Engines Revving ]
Oh, shit. Here they come. It's on.
♪♪ [ Speakers: Hip-hop ]
[ Engine Revving ]
♪♪ [ Continues ]
Dom.Marvin.
Hey, Dom. How you doin'?Hey, Camille.
[ Dominic ] You been doin' yoga?
[ Indistinct ]Oh, you did? Of course you did.
- Monica. - Ow.
I smell-- [ Sniffs ] skanks.
Why don't you girls just pack it up before I leave tread marks on your face?
Okay.Letty, I was just talkin'.
- Yeah, whatever. - Okay, Hector.
Yeah? What's up, man?
Yo, what's up?
Edwin.How we doin' this tonight?
One race. Two-G buy-in. Winner takes all.
Hector, you're gonna hold the cash.
- Why Hector? - He's too slow to make away with the money, man.
[ Laughter ]
Okay, good luck, guys.[ Brian ] Hey, wait. Hold up.
I don't have any cash,
but I do have the pink slip to my car.
Hey, you just can't climb in the ring with Ali 'cause you think you box.
He knows I can box.
So check it out. It's like this.
I lose, the winner takes my car, clean and clear.
But if I win, I take the cash, and I take the respect.
- Respect. - [ Laughing ]
To some people, that's more important.
That your car?
[ Man ] Oh, damn!
I see a cool-air intake. It's got a NOS-fogger system and a T-four turbo, Dominic.
I see an A.I.C. controller.
It has direct-port nitrous injection.
Yeah, and a stand-alone fuel-management system.
Not a bad way to spend $10,000.
[ Edwin ] You see that shit?
He's got enough NOS in there to blow himself up, period.Yeah.
So what do you say? Am I worthy?
We don't know yet. But you're in.
Let's go.
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
What the hell's goin' on around here?
Street's closed, pizza boy. Find another way home.
Goddamn street racers.
[ Woman ] Log on 22, code three. Tension is high.
They've blocked the street.
[ Cheering ]
[ Tires Screech ]
[ Man ] ...the line, you piece of shit.
[ Engines Revving ]
[ Spectators Cheering ]
♪♪ [ Bass Pounding ]
Edwin,
this is yours, whether you win or lose.
But if you win, you get her too.
You're gonna win.
I'm gonna win.
[ Engine Revving ]
[ Gas Hissing ]
♪♪ [ Man Singing, Distorted ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Engines Revving ]
[ Gas Hissing ]
[ Tires Screeching ]
[ Woman ] 12 Lincoln 22. 12 Lincoln 22.
We've got a reported homicide, 187, at Barabian Liquors.
I've got a 187 in Glendale. Cops are all over it, man. We're good to roll.
- All right. - Let's race!
Right.
[ Engines Revving ]
Go!
Hell, yeah!
Damn, that guy's fast.
Let's go! Ménage a.
[ Beeping ]
[ Gas Hissing ]
[ Tires Screeching ]
No! Monica!
[ Beeping ]
Shut up!
- [ Beeping Stops ] - [ Gas Hisses ]
[ Clanking ]
Aaah!
[ Tires Screeching ]
[ Man ] Let's go now, baby!
Here's what you want, right here. There you go.
You were racin' a bunch of skateboards, know what I mean?
My sister holds the money. Count it.
And you're my trophy.
Hey, hey, Monica! What's up, baby?
What's your problem, nigga? You didn't win.Ooh!
Fuck you then.
[ Man ] Check that girl.
Was that fun?
[ Man ] Got a problem there, huh, buddy?
[ Laughter ]
[ Crowd ] Oh!
What are you smilin' about?
- Dude, I almost had you. - [ Cheering ]
You almost had me?
You never had me. You never had your car.
[ Crowd ] Ohh!
Granny shifting, not double-clutchin' like you should.
You're lucky that hundred-shot of NOS...
didn't blow the welds on the intake.
- [ Man ] Nice job! - Almost had me?
You tell him, Dominic.
Get outta here.
Now me and the mad scientist gotta rip apart the block...
and replace the piston rings you fried.
Ask any racer, any real racer.
It don't matter if you win by an inch or a mile.
- Winning's winning. - Yeah!
Available units, we have reported street racing along Hawthorne--
Oh, shit! We got cops, cops, cops!
[ Leon ] Go!
[ Engines Revving ]
[ Alarms Chirping ]
Dom, get in the car! Go!
[ Sirens Blaring ]
[ Sirens Blaring In Distance ]
[ Alarm Chirps ]
[ Siren Blaring ]
Toretto, stop right there!
Toretto!
[ Siren Continues ]
Get in!
[ Horn Honking ]
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!
You're the last person in the world I expected to show up.
Yeah, well, I thought if I got in your good graces,
you might let me keep my car.
You are in my good graces, but you ain't keepin' your car.
You drive like you've done this before.
- What are you, a wheel man? - No.
You boost cars?
- No. Never. - Ever done time?
Couple of overnighters. No big deal.
What about the two years in juvie for boostin' cars?
[ Chuckles ] Tucson, right?
Yeah, I had Jesse run a profile on you, Brian Earl Spilner.
He'll find anything on the Web, anything about anybody.
So why bullshit?
So what about you?
Two years in Lompoc.
I'll die before I go back.
- Oh, great. - What?
It's gonna be a long-ass night, that's what.
Follow us.
I thought we had an agreement.
You stay away, I stay away.
Everybody stays happy.
We got lost, Johnny. What do you want me to tell you?
- Who's "we"? - Uh, my new mechanic.
Brian, meet Johnny Tran.
The guy in the snakeskin pants, that's his cousin, Lance.
So when are you gonna give me a shot at that Honda 2000 of yours?
- This your ride? - It was. It's his now.
No, it's not. I haven't taken delivery.
Then it's nobody's car.
Somebody put in the wrench time.
What do you think, Lance?
It's an amazing machine.
[ Johnny ] Yes, indeed.
Let's go.
I'll see you in the desert next month.
Be ready to have your ass handed to you.
- You're gonna need more than that crotch rocket. - I got somethin' for you.
[ Engines Revving ]
What the hell was that all about?
Long story. I'll tell you later. Let's get outta here.
NOS!
So, what the hell was that all about?
It's a long story.
Well, we got a 20-mile hike. Humor me.
A business deal that went sour.
Plus, I made the mistake of sleepin' with his sister.
[ Chattering ] ♪♪ [ Speakers: Rock ]
Take care.
Yo, Spilner.
- You want a beer? - Yeah, sure.
Oh, shit.
♪♪ [ Jamming With Speakers ]
[ Laughing, Chattering ]
[ Man ] We were all there, right? Falling behind.
- ...nitrous. - Yeah.
Yo, Dom. Hey, man. We were just about to go lookin' for you, brother.
Where were you?
There were mass cops there. They came in from every direction.
That shit was orchestrated.This your beer?
Yeah, that's my beer.
Yo, Einstein. Take it upstairs.
You can't detail a car with the cover on.
Can't even get that right.
You all right?
Am I all right?
[ Letty ] It was just a question.
Yo, Dom! Why'd you bring the buster here?
'Cause the buster kept me out of handcuffs!
He didn't just run back to the fort.
The buster brought me back.
You can have any brew you want-- as long as it's a Corona.
Thanks, man.That's Vince's, so enjoy it.
You--
Hey, bro, you got a bathroom?
Yeah, upstairs. First door on the right.
He's got no call bein' up in here.
- You don't know that fool for shit. - He's right, Dom.
Vince, there was a time when I didn't know you.
That was in the third grade.
[ Dominic ] Yeah, so, what girls are here?
Ho!You just name it. You want mine?
You need to shut the f--You want two?
You don't have anything?You look a bit tired.
[ Letty ] You should go upstairs and give me a massage.
Look at all our guests.
How about we go upstairs and you give me a massage?
[ Chuckles ]Crazy lady.
Yo.
You know you owe me a 10-second car, right?
Ouch.
Oh, shit.
Did you wipe the seat?
Oh, Jesus Christ!
Would you cut this shit already? Come on!
Come on. Let's go get me a drink.
Aw, come on, man. We were just about to get along.Yeah.
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
So what do you want?Uh, anything, long as it's cold.
You know, my brother likes you. He usually doesn't like anybody.
Yeah, he's a complicated guy.
Yeah? What about you?
I'm simpler.You're a shitty liar.
Well, I'll take that as a compliment.
But there's a problem.What's that?
You need to get some sleep.
And you definitely, definitely need a shower.
Come on. I'll take you home.
♪♪ [ Continues ]
[ Siren Blaring ]
Show me your hands. Very good. Now open the door.
Put your hands on your head. Behind your head.
Face the front of the vehicle, walk backwards towards the rear.
Take two steps to your right. Stop right there.
What'd I do?
Shut up. He's clean, Sarge.
Damn! Muse, will you take these things off?
Shit. You put 'em on so tight.I like realism.
You like realism.You never know who's watching, Brian.
Wow. Nice crib, Sergeant.
It's a lot nicer than that last place you confiscated.Ain't it?
You know, Eddie Fisher built this house for Elizabeth Taylor in the '50s.
See, even the cops are Hollywood in Hollywood.[ Chuckles ]
[ Chattering ][ Phone Ringing ]
Okay, here he is, fresh from Toretto's hot rod heaven.
That was an $80,000 vehicle, Officer.
- Wait a minute. You tell him what happened? - He knows what happened.
Send the bill to Johnny Tran.Brian.
The kid's givin' me attitude?
That doesn't speak very well for police-F.B.I. relations, Tanner.
I walk in the door, and the guy's already givin' me--All right, all right.
We'll talk, okay? Let's talk about it.
Muse, why don't you make us four iced cappuccinos, please.
Come on.Regular or decaf, Sarge?
Uh, decaf, I think.
Four hijackings in two months, and we don't have anything.
DVD players and digital cameras alone are worth a million-two,
which brings the grand total to six million plus.
We're in the political crosshairs now, Brian.
That's why you're undercover.
You want that detective badge fast, kid. And you wanna know something?
The F.B.I. can help, if you come through for us.
What does the truck driver say?
He gave us the same M.O. Three Honda Civics, precision driving,
the same green neon glow from under the chassis.
Lab says the skid marks came back the same:
Mashamoto ZX tires.
So we know that it's somebody in the street racing world.
We don't make this case soon, the truckers will take matters into their own hands.
I tell 'em we're close.
You gonna make me a liar?
Look, what do we know?
We all know this world revolves around Toretto, right?
Now, I'm not sayin' that he's necessarily the one that's poppin' these trucks,
but I can guarantee the both of you that he knows who is.
It's just a matter of time until I win his confi--
You want time, buy the magazine. We don't have time.
Just get me something I can use.
Is Harry cooperating?
Yeah, like a guy that's gonna do three to five for receiving stolen property if he doesn't.
What kind of vibe is he getting from Toretto?
He's scared to death of him, but he doesn't think he's jackin' trucks in his spare time.
- He's too controlled for that. - Wait.
Not that I want to contradict Harry's fine judge of character,
but, uh, Toretto did hard time for nearly beating a guy to death.
He's got nitrous oxide in his blood and a gas tank for a brain.
Do not turn your back on him.
Hey, Tanner. I'm gonna need another car.
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
What about parts and service?Hold off on that.
Dom, I don't know what to do with this.
All right, what the hell is this?
What do you got there?
- This is your car. - My car?
I said a 10-second car, not a 10-minute car.
You could push this across the finish line, or tow it.
Couldn't even tow that across the finish line.
[ Mia, Letty Laugh ]No faith.
Oh, I have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard.
- This is a garage. - Hey, pop the hood.
- Pop the hood? - Pop the hood.
[ Jesse ] Two J.Z. engine.
No shit.And what did I tell you?
I retract my previous statement.You know what?
This will decimate all after you put about 15 grand in it--
or more, if we have to overnight parts from Japan.
We'll put it on my tab at Harry's.Yes!
I gotta get you racing again so I can make some money off your ass.
There's this show down in the desert called Race Wars,
and that's where you'll do it.
I'll tell you what. When you're not workin' at Harry's, you're workin' here.
If you can't find the right tool in this garage, Mr. Arizona,
you don't belong near a car.
He owns you now.
[ Man ] ♪ Life ain't a game, no
♪♪ [ Continues ]
[ Jesse ] Tell me what you think about this.
KONI adjustables.
Gonna save us about two pounds.
And they're gonna give us better traction for the hole shot.
All right?
This is your basic layout of the car,
and that's pretty much what it could look like when it's finished.
Red, green.
Man, you should be goin' to M.I.T. or somethin'.
Yeah, right.
No, I got that-- Oh, what's it called?
That attention disorder--
- Oh, A.D.D.? - Yes, that shit. Yeah.
You know, I was good in algebra...
and, like, math and shit.
Everything else I failed.
Dropped out of school.
I don't know. It's just somethin' about engines...
that-that calms me down, you know?
I'm outta here.Come on, dog.
Yo, Dom.Vince, get over here and give us a hand.
Looks like you got all the help you need, brother.
[ Engine Starts ]
[ Man ] ♪ You got to change your evil ways ♪
- Mia! - All right already.
The chicken's dry already.I'm comin' out already.
♪ Before I stop lovin' you
Aw.Here you go.
Wait. Hold up.
Because you were the first out of everybody here...
to reach in to get the chicken, you say grace.
♪ You got me sneakin' and peepin' ♪
Come on.
Dear heavenly, uh--
- Spirit. - Spirit. Thank you.
Uh, thank you for providing us with a direct port...
nitrous, uh, injection,
four-core intercoolers and ball-bearing turbos,
and, um, titanium valve springs.
- Thank you. - Amen.
- Not bad. - Amen.
He was prayin' to the car gods, man.
[ Dominic ] If he's not the best--
- [ Mia ] What do you want? - Practice.
Thank you, girl. Look who it is.
Old Coyotes 'R' Us.
[ Leon ] I thought you weren't hungry, pumpkin.
You know, I gotta eat.
- He's always hungry. - All right, sit down.
♪♪ [ "Evil Ways" Instrumental ]
How you doin', Mia?
Here you go, dog.
Hey, Jesse, hand me that chicken, bro.Let's eat some grub, man.
Want some of that chicken?What, you rent a movie or somethin'?
You need a hand with anything else?
No, I'm good. You can go join the boys watchin' the movie.
No, you see, the cook doesn't clean where I come from.
Yeah? I'd like to go there.
I think we should go out sometime.
No, I don't date my brother's friends.
Wow. That sucks.
I guess I'll have to kick his ass then.I'd love to see that one.
No, I would-- I would pay to see that one, actually.
[ Indistinct ]
[ TV: Explosions ]
Wash my car when you get done.
What was that?No, Mia.
I'm talkin' to the punk.
And wear your favorite dress, 'cause when you're done,
I'm puttin' you on the street where you belong, cutie.
- [ Beeping ] - Is this thing broken?
What's wrong with this thing?V?
V, what was-- what was that Cuban restaurant you wanted to take me to?
The one with the picadillo and the--Little--
Little red candles and the wooden table?Yeah, the plantain too.
Food all over the place. What was it called?Cha, Cha, Cha.
Yeah, that's it.Yeah.
Well, you can take me there.
Friday night at 10:00. Is that good for you?
- Yeah, it's perfect. - Good.
There's no popcorn?Make your own goddamn popcorn!
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
♪♪ [ Stops ]
All right. Now that's valet parking.
[ Chattering ]
Harry. What's up, dog?
Excellent, brother. Come on in, man.
Check it. It's yours.Damn. What do we got here?
- Hired some new help, huh? - Don't even think about it.
What's up, Hector?What's up, Brian? How you feelin'?
Pretty good. So what's up?
What do you need?What's up, man?
I need you to hook me up. Three of everything. I made a list.
Why don't you look that over?
When do you need this stuff by?Tomorrow, today, now.
Right.White boys work fast, don't they?
Beto, pasa la feria, homes. That's right.
[ Brian ] Hey, you said you need three of all this stuff?
[ Hector ] Yeah, three of everything. What do you think about that?
Check this out.
♪♪ [ Man Rapping In Spanish ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
♪♪ [ Continues, Faint ]
♪♪ [ Continues ]
He moans like a cop.
[ Groaning ]
Brian, this is one of those times...
when you need to be very clear about what you say.
Nod if you understand me.
Nod!
Sit up.
Tell me what the hell you're doin' down here.
Oh, shit. What I'm doin'?
[ Panting ] Dom,
I owe-- I owe you a 10-second car.
And what this is about, this is about Race Wars.
I just went in there,
and Hector is gonna be runnin'...
three Honda Civics with Spoon engines.
And on top of that, he just came into Harry's...
and he ordered three T-66 turbos,
with NOS, and a MoTeC system exhaust.
So what are you saying?
You're gonna go around and check everybody's shit out,
one garage after another?
Yeah.
Because Dom, you know... I can't lose again.
[ Vince ] He's a cop.
He's a cop!
You a cop?
Let's go for a little ride.
[ Vince ] Walk!
All right, kid, stand watch.
Yo, Dominic.
[ Vince ] There's no engines.
What are they plannin' on racin' with? Hopes and dreams?
[ Vince ] I don't know, but I know they're sneaky as shit,
and they've got enough money to buy anything.
[ Beeping ]Oh.
What, Jess?
Dom, we got a wolf pack.
It's Johnny Tran, and he's comin' your way really fast.
All right, we got company.
Spilner!
Come on. Move!
Let me ask you a question, Ted.
Do you see anything wrong here?
No.
- We got no engines, do we? - No!
- Do we? - No!
Do we?No!
A couple of Nissan SR20 motors will pull a premium...
one week before Race Wars, huh?Yeah, probably.
You're a smart fence, Ted. Maybe too smart.
What are you feelin', Lance?
Forty weight?
Fifty weight?
A forty weight sounds nice.
[ Ted Groaning ]
Where are they, Ted?
Where are they?Enough!
- Where are they? - They're in a warehouse.
They're in a warehouse, man!
[ Groans ]
[ Coughing, Gagging ]
Ted.
Kiss my shoes?
[ Coughing ]
[ Groans ]
[ Johnny ] Let's go get our engines.
My superiors are flying in from D.C. day after tomorrow.
I want something to show.
Now, we have a top-echelon fence with a lube hose in his mouth,
automatic weapons, a jacket full of priors on every one of these Asian punks,
a garage full of DVD players and generally psychotic behavior.
Now, tell me why we shouldn't move on Johnny Tran right now...
and see where we are when the dust settles.Because all we have is behavior.
Just let me get some hard evidence, because what we have now is just circumstantial--
[ Bilkins ] What we have is probable cause.
And truckers arming themselves for some good old-fashioned vigilante mayhem.
- Tell us about Hector, Brian. - Oh, Latinos with spear guns. Give me a break.
No, Hector's still working on the engines for the cars, but the tires don't match.
Will some-- Will someone just give me a cigarette?Get him a cigarette.
Don't get him a cigarette. I thought you quit.
Yeah, I did quit. Just give me a cigarette.
Get him a cigarette.No!
Tell me about Toretto.
Well, I told you, I think he's too controlled for this.
I mean, what? Going suicidal on semi-trucks? No way.
I mean, maybe his buddy Vince, but he's too stupid to pull it off.
- I think the kid sister's blurring your vision. - What did you say?
I don't blame you. I'd get off on her surveillance photos too, buddy.
[ Grunts ]
Knock it off!
What, are you going native on me, Brian?
Have you read Toretto's file lately?
Yeah. I memorized that file.
Yeah, well read it again. No, better still, take a look at these.
Remember I told you about the guy he nearly beat to death?
Toretto did this with a three-quarter-inch torque wrench.
He's a model of self-control.
I need a few more days.
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
[ Jesse ] Got a T.R.-seven here with a ball-bearing upgrade.
What it's gonna do is, it's gonna-- [ Hisses ]
It's gonna spool up really quick.
I got this set up for 24 P.S.I.
♪♪ [ Continues ]
So you got big plans tonight?
Yeah, we're going out to dinner.
You break her heart, I'll break your neck.
That's not gonna happen.
♪♪ [ Continues ]
I wanna show you something.
Wow.
Me and my dad built her.
900 horses of Detroit muscle.
It's a beast.
- Know what she ran in Palmdale? - No. What did she run?
Nine seconds flat.
God.My dad was driving.
So much torque, the chassis twisted coming off the line.
[ Chuckles ]Barely kept her on the track.
So what's your best time?
- I've never driven her. - Why not?
Scares the shit out of me.
That's my dad.
He was comin' up in the pro stock car circuit.
Last race of the season.
Ah, a guy named Kenny Linder came up from inside...
in the final turn.
He clipped his bumper and put him into the wall at 120.
Um,
I watched my dad burn to death.
I remembered hearing him scream.
But the people that were there said that he had died before the tanks blew.
They said it was me who was screaming.
I saw Linder about a week later.
I had a wrench...
and I hit him.
And I didn't intend to keep hitting him,
but by the time I was done, I couldn't lift my arm.
He's a janitor at a high school.
Has to take the bus to work every day.
And they banned me from the tracks for life.
I live my life a quarter mile at a time.
Nothing else matters.
Not the mortgage, not the store,
not my team and all their bullshit.
For those 10 seconds or less,
I'm free.
♪♪ [ Latin Pop ]
[ Brian ] So how is it, anyways that the-- the gang came to be?
[ Mia ] The what?The gang.
The gang? No, they don't call themselves a gang.
Well, what do they call themselves then?They're a team.
They call themselves a team.
All right, so how is it that the team came to be?
Well, that's-that's-- that's a whole lot of history.
I've got time.
Okay. Vince grew up with my brother.
Actually, he didn't-- he didn't ever actually grow up.
As you can tell. Uh, but they were friends as kids.
And Letty, she just, she lived down the street.
Always into cars though. Ever since she was, like, 10 years old.
So, naturally, you know, my brother always had her attention.
And then she turned 16--
And then she had Dom's attention.
Yeah. Yeah, it's funny how that works, isn't it?
Yeah.
How is it that Jesse fits into the whole thing?
Jesse? Well, Jesse and Leon just sort of...
showed up one night and never, ever left.
Well, it's just the way my brother is though, you know?
Dom's like--
He's-- He's like gravity.
You know, everything just gets pulled to him.
Even you.
Mm-mmm. No.
No.
The only thing that pulled me in was you.
Being friends with your brother is just a bonus.
That's-- That's good. That's--
That's good. It's nice to come first every once in a while.
Want to go for a drive?
[ Tires Squeal ]
[ Chuckles ]
[ Horn Honking ]
[ Chuckles ]
[ Telephone Ringing ]
Yeah. [ Tanner ] The hijackers have hit again.
Bilkins made his decision. We're gonna move on Johnny Tran and his guys at 1700 hours--
unless you say otherwise.
If you agree, just say yes.
Yeah.Who is that?
Uh, just a wrong number.
Hi.
♪♪ [ Heavy Metal Intro ]
♪♪ [ Continues ]
[ Man ] ♪ I don't need diamond rings
♪ Or high-priced suits that shine ♪
♪ Limousines and flashy things or ancient bottled wine ♪
♪ Designer names and lavish things and million-dollar hair ♪
♪ Bonny dames without a brain I never really cared ♪
♪ I don't care nothin' about it ♪
[ No Audible Dialogue ] ♪ I don't care for glitzy things or a fancy neighborhood ♪
♪ Glamour games or plastic fame or the king of Hollywood ♪
♪ Dazzling, flamboyant things or a top hat on my head ♪
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
♪ I don't care nothin' about it ♪
♪ I don't care nothin' about it ♪♪
♪♪ [ Fades ]
[ Bilkins ] Yes, sir. Yeah, I know, but--
Uh, yeah. Yeah. Yes. Yes, sir.
Yeah. I got it.
The DVD players were purchased legally.
All we've got on Tran and company are a couple of low-rent weapons charges...
and some outstanding speeding tickets.
So, they're out.Yeah.
Father bailed 'em out.
Is this the kind of intelligence I can expect from you, O'Conner?
- You're gonna put this on me? - I can put it on whoever I want to, kid.
- Perks of the job. - No, there's no way you're gonna put this--
No, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Let me tell you.
I don't care if you have to put a gun to someone's head...
and blow your cover to smithereens.
You got 36 hours to crack this bastard,
or you might want to be thinking about another career.
[ Dog Howling In Distance ]
It's Toretto, Brian. It always has been Toretto.
Tran and Hector are--
They're just fumes.
Well, I know you've been lying to me. My question is this:
Have you been lying to yourself because you can't see past Mia?
He won't go back to prison.
Well, that's a choice he's going to have to make.
There's all kinds of family, Brian,
and that's a choice you're gonna have to make.
[ Mia ] You ready for this, jumpy?[ Engine Starts ]
[ Laughs ]Yeah!
[ Tires Squeal ]
Nice car. What's the retail on one of those?
More than you can afford, pal. Ferrari.
[ Revs Engine ]
[ Revving Continues ]
Smoke him.
[ Engines Revving ]
[ Man ] ♪ Now has come the day that I take the lead ♪
♪ And I make you follow
♪ Toast the champagne 'cause I came for greed ♪
♪ And not for tomorrow
♪ If it feels good then it feels good ♪
♪ And I do it all day
♪ You want me to play you best bring your brain ♪
♪ You best bring your money
♪ Make me a superstar
♪ It don't matter who you are ♪
[ Dominic ] So, what's wrong, Brian?
Nothin', man. I'm fine.
Come on. Obviously, something's off.
Look, I have my good days and I have my bad days, just like anybody else.
Brian, don't lose that cool of yours.
That's your meal ticket.
My meal ticket? What? I-- I can't pay for my own shrimp?
I got the shrimp.
No, see, that's one thing about me, Dom. You don't understand.
I don't need handouts. I don't take handouts. I earn my way, every step.
Just gotta make a little something extra on the side, like you.
What do you mean, like me?
What's that supposed to mean?That's what I mean.
What does that mean, "Like me"?
Don't try-- I'm not stupid, all right?
I know that there's no way in hell you paid for all that shit you got under the hood--
There's no way in hell you paid for all that shit under the hood of those cars...
by doing tune-ups and selling groceries.
Whatever it is you're in on, I want in on it too.
Well, what is this?Read it.
What is this for?It's directions...
to Race Wars.
We'll see how you do.
Then we'll talk.
[ Cheering ]
How's it going, bro?
What's up, man? Welcome to Race Wars.
Great. Thanks a lot.
[ Man ] Baby. Hey, baby.
You should be watching from the side.
Wouldn't want to get any exhaust on that pretty face.
How 'bout you put your money where your mouth is?
Well, how 'bout I race you for that sweet little ass?
You want ass, why don't you hit Hollywood Boulevard?
You want an adrenaline rush, it'll be two large.
Right here, right now. What's it gonna be?
You got it.
[ Engine Revving ]
[ Man ] ♪ Uh, uh, uh Another one bites the dust ♪
Come on. What do you got? What you got?
See ya.
[ Laughing ]
[ Sighs ]
Whoa! Yo, Bri, what's up?
Hey, what's up, Jesse?
What do you have in your hand?
Throwing down the pink slip, just like you.
The pink slip to what? The Jetta?Yeah.
You can't bet your dad's car.
It's all right. I ain't losing.
This fool is running a Honda 2000. I'll win.
That way me and my dad can roll together when he gets out of prison. It's all good.
They're gonna throw him right back in prison after he kills you.
Oh, shit. I'm up.
You visualize the win.
Hey, visualize the win, Jesse.
I'm serious. You got to listen to me, man.
Who are you racing?
Jesse, don't do it.
I bet you he's got more than a hundred grand...
under the hood of that car.Uh-huh.
[ Crowd Cheering, Whistling ]
[ Nervous Chuckle ]
Too soon, Junior.
No!
- Whoo! - Shit!
Oh, God!
[ Panting ]
Yo! Heads up, bro. We got problems.
What?Jesse.
[ Dominic ] Where's Jesse going?
He just raced Tran for slips.
Oh, shit.
- Where's he going? - Went to the car wash.
Whatever. Go fetch my car.
Go fetch your car?
We're not on your block anymore.
You better watch who you talk to like that.
Toretto!Okay, watch it.
Toretto!
SWAT came into my house,
disrespected my whole family because somebody narc'd me out.
And you know what? It was you!
[ Groans ]
[ Crowd Shouting ]
[ Grunts ]
Go! Go! Go! Get him!
[ Grunting ]
[ Crowd Shouting ]
Go! Let him go!
[ Grunts ]
No! Get off of him, man. Get off of him!
Dom, chill.
Hey, yo!
Dom, chill out, man. Come on!
I never narc'd on nobody!
[ Leon ] Dom, let's go.
♪♪ [ Speakers: Techno ]
Mia.
[ Mia ] I have respected you and I haven't said shit,
and now I am asking you not to go.
- Mia, I'm doing this for both of us. - No, don't give me that crap.
You're doing this for you.Why are you asking me to stay?
Why are you insisting on doing this?
Dom, please, just don't.
Mia, what's going on?What?
You know what I'm talking about.No, I don't, Brian.
Oh, so what, you always have tears in your eyes when Dom drives away?
What is the matter with you?
Come on. What's your brother racing off in the middle of the night for?
I'm talking about the trucks. You know about the trucks?No, Brian! What trucks?
Jesus Christ.
What?Listen to me.
Mia, I'm a cop.
What are you talking about, Brian?
What is this?
Ever since the first time I met you, I've been undercover.
I'm a cop.
Oh, you bastard.
You bastard.
Mia.Get off of me, Brian!
Mia, listen to me.
Everything I ever said I felt about you was real.
I swear to God. You have to believe me, Mia.
But right now this isn't about you and me.
Your brother's out there. He's about to pull a job, and we're running out of time.
Those truckers, they're not laying down anymore.
Maybe they'll make it through tonight,
but every single law enforcement agency in California's coming down on 'em.
If you don't want anything to happen to your brother, to Letty, to Leon, to Vince,
you have to just get in that car with me right now.
You have to help me.
Mia, you are the only person that can help me right now.
Please, Mia.
Please help me.
Civics are stashed somewhere outside of Thermal.
And they wouldn't double back, and Highway 10's just way too well patrolled.
So, what does that leave us with then?That leaves us with all this.
[ Beeping ]
[ Woman ] Nextel. Yeah, this is Officer Brian O'Conner.
Serial number 34762.
I need a cell phone trace.
Okay. What's the cell number?
Mia, what's his cell phone number?
Come on, Mia. She needs Dom's cell phone number now.
323-555-6439.
Thank you. Yeah, you get that?
All right, we're one man short.
Letty, I need you on the left side.
Your sister's right about this one.
This don't feel good.Don't do that.
Something's wrong.
Stop.We shouldn't be doing this without Jesse.
Look, this is the mother lode. We've been on this for three months.
After this, it's a long vacation for everyone.
Let's go.I hope so.
Listen, the other night I had a dream...
that you and I were on a beach in Mexico.
Really?Really.
Come on. Let's make this happen.
- Leon, keep on those scanners. - Copy that.
All right, let's go.
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
Yeah. Okay, we traced the number to the northbound 86.
Mile 114 outside Coachella. We'll keep the trace open, Officer.
Let me see this.
All right, I think we're about 40 miles away.
What are you gonna do?
Okay. Go time.
[ Truck Horn Honking ]
We're all good, man. I got nothing on the scanners.
Keep going.
Vince!
Vince, don't! Get back in!
Vince!
He's got a damn shotgun! Leon!
Back off! Back off! Get him off of there!
Oh, shit!
Get me off this thing!
Pull up!Un--
Pull up, I'll jump!Unhook-- Unhook yourself. Do it!
Do it!I can't get...
You can do it!
Come on, Vince!
[ Tires Squealing ]
Dom! I'm pulling up to distract him.
Come on, boy.
Shot doesn't get better than this.
Son of a bitch!
Take me off here or I'm gonna unhook the wire!
Try it again. One, two, three!
Unhook yourself!
I can't get my arm free. My arm.
- Vince, grab my hand. - My arm.
Listen, give me your hand.
I'm gonna pull you off the rig.
[ Groaning ]
Aw, shit!
Vince!
Dominic. Hold on.
Give me your hand. Listen to me.
Dominic! Dominic!
Dominic!
Shit!
Dominic!
Hang on!
Dom!
Move out of the way. I'm coming to get him.
Letty!
- Leon! - Yo!
Pull back for Letty. Get her out of there.
I'm on it! Go!
I've got her. You get Vince off that truck.
Letty. Come on, baby. Letty?
You okay? Oh, shit.
Come on, girl, you all right?
Come on, let me look at you. Come on. We got to go. Let's go.
Vince!
[ Sharp Groan ]
- Dominic! - Vince!
Here. Take the wheel.
What do you mean?Take the wheel. Put your foot on the gas.
I'm gonna get him. Put your foot on the gas.
Okay. Okay.
Come on. Keep it steady.I got it!
All right, hold on, Vince.Okay!
Hey, he's having a hard time holding on. Get me a little closer.
All right.
- Closer. - Moving in.
Hold it right there.
Go!
Vince! You got to hang in here with me right now.
We're gonna get you off this thing. Give me your arm.
Vince, look at me. Don't let go.
Come on, Vince. Throw this arm around me.
Vince, don't let go. Come on!
Come on, Mia, get closer.
[ Grunts ]
Mia, get closer!
Come on! Come on, Vince. Here we go.
[ Shouts ]
V! Oh, shit.
It's gonna be okay, Letty. I love you.
Watch her.Yeah, I got her.
[ Coughs ]
Come on, Vince. Hang in there. Come on!
If we don't get him to an ambulance in 10 minutes, he's dead.
Hold this. Hold the pressure.[ Mia ] I got it.
- Just like that. Don't let go. Hold his arm up. - Vince.
[ Gasping ]
[ Beeping ]
Yeah. Yeah, this is Officer Brian O'Conner.
I'm off-duty M.A.P.D.
I need a Life Flight roll out right away.
My 20 is, uh, Highway 86, mile marker 147.
I got one trauma victim, about 24 years of age.
Six foot, maybe 200 pounds.
He's got a real deep laceration to his right arm with arterial bleeding.
And he's got a-- a shotgun wound.
Close range to his left flank. Yeah.
Yeah, and he's going into shock.
[ Helicopter Approaching ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
Dom, put the gun down now.
- Move your car. - No. Bullshit.
Put it down now. No more running.
I'm not running!
- Where's Leon and Letty? - They're long gone.
Then it's over. I didn't call the police, but don't push me.
- Put the gun down. I swear to God. - You are the cop.
You're a cop.
Brian, I gotta find Jesse before they do.
I'm all the kid's got.I'll call in the plates.
P.D. will pick him up way before Johnny even gets near him.
- Move your car. - [ Mia ] Dom, stop it! It's over.
- Please. - Mia, stay out of it.
Move the--[ Car Approaching ]
Dominic, I am so sorry.
I don't know what I'm doing, Dom.
I'm so scared right now. I don't know what's going on.
Jess! What were you thinking, man?
I don't know. I panicked. I'm sorry.
I'm scared.[ Motorcycles Approaching ]
I don't know what I'm doing. Will you please help me?
Dom!
[ Mia ] Jesse?
Jesse!
[ Sobbing ]No, Jesse!
No. Dom, no.
[ Groaning ]
[ Panting ]
Call 911. You-- call 911!
I used to drag here back in high school.
That railroad crossing up there is exactly a quarter mile away from here.
On green, I'm going for it.
[ Bell Clanging ]
[ Whistle Blaring ]
[ Hissing ]
[ Groans ]Dom!
[ Panting ]
That's not what I had in mind.
[ Sirens Blaring, Faint ]
You know what you're doing?
I owe you a 10-second car.
[ Sirens Blaring ]
♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]
[ Man ] ♪ Fast and the Furious
♪ Ja Rule 01, yeah
♪ Yeah, it's our world Please believe ♪
♪ Y'all ain't real Please believe ♪
♪ It's murder Please believe ♪
♪ I-N-C, come on What's touchin' me? ♪
♪ R-U-L-E Love me or hate me, baby ♪
♪ Refer to 3:36, baby
♪ That's the rule Please, playas don't get it confused ♪
♪ See this game that we're playin' y'all playin' to lose ♪
♪ Who's next that wanna ride? Who? ♪
♪ Spittin' how I do, y'all knowin' they wanna ride ♪
♪ Rule, baby I been really outta control lately ♪
♪ If you relatin' lemme hear you say yeah ♪
♪ Y'all feelin' my pain I've been running wild time and again ♪
♪ Y'all swerve in my lane I'll pull up and start poppin' your brain ♪
♪ Y'all knowin' these broads' names extravagant champagnes ♪
♪ Y'all livin' like lame We livin' the same ♪
♪ Who you deal with?
♪ Y'all really wanna dead who?
♪ They wanna ride who?
♪ Y'all know the dogs who steady screamin' f-- you ♪
[ Women ] ♪ You heard her, heard her You heard her, heard her ♪
♪ We live it, we breathe it We scream it Murder, murder, murder ♪
[ Man ] ♪ Y'all ain't feelin' who? Y'all don't like who? ♪
♪ Y'all know the label that steady screamin' f-- you ♪
[ Women ] ♪ You heard her, heard her You heard her, heard her ♪
♪ We live it, we breathe it We scream it Murder, murder, murder ♪
[ Man ] ♪ Murder Inc is my blood
♪ We'll go through the pain together by any means ♪
♪ Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems ♪
♪ Thugs is getting hot Not this hot very, very hot ♪
♪ See it in your eyes Playas ready to die ♪
♪ But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life ♪
♪ For playas that ain't right They get it upon sight ♪
♪ If ya know me then you know we pop away ♪
♪ Cock and pop again, baby Men will be men ♪
♪♪ [ Fades ]
♪♪ [ Techno ]
[ Man ] ♪ Comin' out tonight at the speed of light ♪
♪ Only the hard and the strong can achieve the hype ♪
♪ Comin' out tonight at the speed of light ♪
♪ Only the hard and the strong can achieve the hype ♪♪
[ Dominic ] I live my life a quarter mile at a time.
Nothing else matters.
For those 10 seconds or less...
I'm free. le="italic">For those 10 seconds or less...