The Snake and Mongoose Chronicles: Episode 1 Page #2

What's with all this "had" sh*t?

You hanging it up?

Fact is Keith and I aren't making

any money, Don.

You in on this?

We're not winning

most of our races?

You're not making

more engines now than ever?

It's kind of the point...

more money making engines

than racing them.

Now, look,

you've gone practically undefeated

for the last two years,

and the most I can get

out of a sponsor is $1,000.

Now, I love this sport,

but we got to be practical.

How's this for practical?

I practically win

every damn race I line up for.

What, you can't turn

a profit on this car?

So why don't you sell it

to me, Thomas?

You don't have the dough, Don.

Look, Don, you got a gift.

You know how to read an engine

just by listening to it,

but it's not enough.

You need business sense.

You two don't think

good old Don Prudhomme

has the business sense?

I wish you the best of luck.

- I bet you do.

- Bye, Don.

What are we doing later?

- Tommy.

- Yeah?

This was your best race

by far, buddy.

Now all you got to do

is get over there

and collect your money, Mongoose.

Mongoose?

What the hell's a mongoose?

Well, you know,

like in "The Jungle Book."

The mongoose gets the snake.

Oh, hell.

It's a giant rat that eats snakes.

Oh, yeah, a mongoose.

Yeah, I knew that.

- Mongoose. I like it.

- See?

Yeah.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

Here, take this, Ed.

- I'm going to go get our money.

- Attaboy, Mongoose.

Hey, Vipe, hear you're looking

for a new ride, huh?

Hmm.

Depends, Roland. What do you got?

I got the same car,

same car, same engine.

I don't know.

You know, my parents, they don't

let me drive another dragster,

'cause I crashed it.

Crashed it. Yeah, I remember.

So I need one new driver, huh?

I supply the car. You drive.

You win.

70-30.

Another deal

with another rich kid.

I could use a drink, Roland.

What do you say?

Okay, brah.

- How about a bonus if I win Indy?

- Hey.

Hey, Mike.

Hello, Tommo.

What can I do for you?

Well, I got a favor to ask you.

Why don't you take a look

at this for me?

"The Mongoose bites the Snake."

- Yeah, yeah. You get it?

- Yes, I do. I like it.

Yeah, yeah, I knew you would.

I knew you could.

All right, cool, Mikey.

I'll see you later.

Ah, thanks.

"The Mongoose bites the Snake."

Mongoose.

The Mongoose bites the Snake.

Gotta go, baby

Think yourself...

The Mongoose bites the Snake,

and the Snake bites him back.

Chevy. Your mom's

got good taste, huh?

She does.

That thing work better

than a handkerchief?

Helps keeping the paint fumes

from making me sick.

- But now you're here.

- Right.

- Hey, you want to grab a bite?

- Nope.

I'm working, Torn.

- Yeah, I can see that.

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