Fast & Furious Page #4

The racer wants what Dwight's got.

See, but, ladies,

Dwight's already on the team.

You got to be fast

if you want to drive for Braga.

ls there a problem here?

No.

You one of Park's guys, blondie?

Yeah. Yeah, l am.

Follow me.

(SOFTLY)

See you later, punk.

You, too, punk.

FENlX:
Bull's-eye, coo, come on !

(CAMPOS EXCLAlMS)

FENlX:
We can do this all day.

(CAMPOS SPEAKlNG SPANlSH)

You all know why you're here.

Good drivers

are a dime a dozen.

Man, every corner's got a

chingadera tuner racing for pinks.

That's not what Braga

has got me looking for.

Braga wants someone that would sell

their abuelita to be behind the wheel.

Someone that drives their

but to push it and make it through

places no one else would take it.

Real drivers.

So, what are we hauling?

CAMPOS:
For the money Braga's paying,

you don't need to know.

You just said you wanted real drivers.

A real driver knows

exactly what's in his car.

(SPEAKlNG SPANlSH)

Mira, real driver,

nobody's forcing you to race.

You the boss?

Or am l talking to the boss?

Do l look like a boss?

My job is to find

the best drivers, period.

Whoever wins the race

gets the info. We cool?

Are we cool?

Yeah, we're cool.

RACER:
No, we ain't cool, man.

Who's closing these streets?

(CHUCKLlNG)

No one.

That's the point.

(CAR ENGlNES REVVlNG)

AUTOMATED VOICE ON GPS:

PIease wait whiIe

directions are downIoaded.

Proceed to the highlighted route.

Ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

six...

You sure you want to do this?

A lot has changed.

...four...

You're right.

...three,

two,

one,

go !

(TlRES SQUEALlNG)

Right turn ahead.

You are now five miIes

from your destination.

(HONKlNG)

How's my ass look, Chia Pet?

Ghetto Smurf.

(TlRES SQUEALlNG)

(CARS HONKlNG)

(TRUCK HONKS)

Dead man driving.

Come on !

Right turn ahead.

(SCREAMS)

Sh*t !

Damn.

Rerouting.

Proceed straight ahead.

Rerouting.

(HONKlNG)

(PEOPLE SCREAMlNG)

Sh*t.

Rerouting. Just shut up !

You are 2.6 miIes from destination.

Oops, l didn't see you.

You are now four and one-haIf miIes

from your destination.

(CAR HONKlNG)

U-turn, if possible.

Are you kidding me?

You are now 4.2 miIes

from your destination.

Sorry, car.

You are now one miIe

from your destination.

Yeah, guess who's back, Dom?

Let's go !

Nice car, baby !

(TlRES SQUEALlNG)

(SlGHS lN RELlEF)

B*tch !

You are now one-quarter mile

from your destination.

(ENGlNE REVVlNG)

Too early, Dom.

(TlRES SQUEAL)

No !

Still a buster.

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

You have reached your destination.

Goodbye.

At least we know

you can't beat me straight up.

l didn't know

there were any rules.

(SPEAKlNG SPANlSH)

Now that's what l call real driving.

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