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it's worth seven points.

There goes one,

it's up and over into another car.

Slam's got Pink Slip in his sights.

- Oh! Beautiful hit from Slam Webster.

- Ha, ha.

Pink Slip is out of this race.

Two running cars on the track left.

And that is, of course,

Slam "The Ram" Webster

and the Chief of Police,

Darth Vader.

Slam doesn't see him,

he's coming from behind. Oh!

Slam didn't even see

that one coming, beautiful.

Out of the way. He made it.

Now, he's gonna finish him off.

- Bam! That is it, that is it.

- Ha, ha.

Beautiful hit from a backdoor driver.

Yeah, Slam!

The Force isn't with him

this evening.

The old Darth Vader, Tucker Smith,

bites the dust.

Start it up for the one and the only,

Slam "The Ram" Webster.

- Great, Slam.

- Attaboy.

Thank you, thank you,

don't applaud, throw money.

Slam!

And that's all for tonight here at...

That is it, Mike.

I am a human being, not a light bulb.

I'll be right back.

Whew! I think I know who you're

looking for, he's up there.

- Oh, no.

- That's my daughter.

Never again, Tim Pearson.

Never in one million,

trillion goddamn years.

It was an accident, Mr. Clark.

What kind of demented cabbage patch

do you think I hopped out of?

- Look at her!

- Dad.

She looks like she was dragged

through a goddamned barnyard.

- Horny little ba...

- Dad.

- Easy.

- Come on, lover boy.

- Come on, you son of a b-!

- Enough, mister.

This is between us, sweetheart

Look buddy, I'll give you 60 seconds

to get off my property

or I'll kick your tiny nuts

up your big fat ass.

Sorry, Tim.

- Oh, boy.

- All right, let's go, missy.

I'm not gonna forget this, Pearson.

You too, sweetheart

You Roger Pearson's son?

Yeah.

Hey, hey.

Did I miss a good fight?

Wanna earn 30 bucks?

What did you have in mind?

Cut it out, give junior here a tow.

Man, I feel so stupid.

Well, boy, you just discovered

the oldest sexual position in the book.

What?

The foolish position.

I gotta pull over for a minute.

What you just gotta remember,

your brains are between your ears

and not your legs.

Hey, Slam.

Things a little rough

at the Speedrome tonight?

Yeah, ha, ha.

My friend here had a problem

out at County Line Bridge.

Oh. Out there baiting your hook, huh?

Catch anything?

Damn.

How's that gorgeous honey

of a wife of yours doing, huh?

- You tell me.

- Come again?

- She wasn't here tonight, was she?

- I don't wanna get messed up...

She wasn't here tonight,

was she, Mickey?

No.

I'll see you.

Hey, Mickey.

Slam?

Slam, that you?

No, it's a burglar.

It's late, baby.

So how did you do bowling tonight?

Claire beat me three times in a row.

Let's go to bed, baby.

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