The World's Fastest Indian Page #2

Hello. Come on and dance.

- Whas this? The twist?

- This is the twist. You know the twist?

Come twist with me.

See you can twist.

- Thas it, thas it.

- This must be it, the atomic invasion.

Then the air clears

and the dust settles down.

You look outside,

have they leveled the town?

But there, in the yard...

so briskly alive...

stands Burt Munro's trusty...

old Indian Scout '45.

That was a wonderful

tribute to Burt.

Now come on Burt, we want you up

on stage, come on...

come on, up you come.

I hope all of you have bought

a raffle ticket tonight...

because we believe Burt will put

the Southland Motorcycle Club...

on the map.

Whas going on out there?

Get out of here.

Oh, dear.

Well folks, it looks like

I've cracked it, I've um you know.

You Burt Munro?

- What did he say?

- I said, are you Burt Munro?

Are you looking for old Burt?

I don't know,

anyone seen Burt anywhere?

Anyone seen Burt?

- No, he's...

- You are, you're Burt Munro.

You're the old codger,

rides the Army Indian right?

That old joker.

Burt Munro. Yeah.

Yeah, thas me I think.

Now the, ah, young fella,

the army Indian is a real dog...

what I've got is the...

genuine article,

the 1920 V twin Scout.

- Thas the one with the pedals, right?

- Don't put up with that, Burt.

No, well. Well, I don't know what sort of

push bikes you monkeys came into town on...

but I know my old timer would trash

the backsides of whatever they are.

- I don't think so, granddad.

- No.

Well, why don't you chaps

put your money where your mouth is?

You're on. You old coot.

- Looks like they've chickened out, Burt.

- What?

- Looks like they've chickened out.

- They're here.

They're here.

Thas nice of them

to show up isn't it?

A hundred says

the Indian comes last.

Right.

Come on, Burt.

Ready, steady...

go.

Come on, give me a push.

- Come on.

- Come on, Burt.

Give me a push.

Come on, push hard.

Bugger it.

Bugger it.

Come on! Go!

Bugger!

Nice bike, granddad.

Loser.

Thanks, fellas.

- Better luck next time.

- Better luck, Burt.

There you go.

- Well, thanks, love.

- Careful, is hot.

Well, at least I gave them

a good run for their money.

On the downward leg anyway.

Burt... Whas it going to cost

to get over to America?

Sorry, love.

What did you say?

How much is it gonna cost

to get over to America?

I don't know,

about two thousand I'm told.

And how much money

have you got now?

Apart from today's disaster

and the dough from last and you know...

the pension money

I've been saving...

I'm about twelve hundred and 75 dollars,

United States dollars, I reckon.

Well, I could lend you some money.

Thas very kind of you Fran love, but no.

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