Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift - The Japanese Way

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I got a feeling

this is going to be a riot

(SIX DAYS PLAYING)

I don't read

the news papers

Because they all have

ugly print

Bring it on, bring it on

Bring it on

At the starting

of the week

At summit talks

you'll hear them speak

It's only Monday

Negotiations breaking down

See those leaders

start to frown

It's sword and gun day

Tomorrow never comes

until it's too late

You could be sitting

taking lunch

The news will hit you

like a punch

It's only Tuesday

What time is it?

You never thought

we'd go to war

After all the things

we saw

It's April Fools' day

What time is it?

Tomorrow never comes

until it's too late

Tomorrow never comes

until it's too late

You hear

a whistling overhead

Are you alive

or are you dead

It's only Thursday

What time is it?

You feel

a shaking on the ground

A billion candles

burn around

Is it your birthday

What time is it?

Tomorrow never comes

until it's too late

Trying to be smart

Get your ma on the phone

Tomorrow never comes

until it's too late

Trying to be smart

Think tomorrow's come

I think it's too late

Another day

Tomorrow is another day

Tomorrow is another day

Nice ride.

It does the job.

What job,

delivering pizzas?

Well, it's not the ride,

it's the rider.

What the hell

was that?

What?

Hey!

You talking to my girl?

Oh, sh*t. Here we go.

Yeah.

She was just

admiring my ride.

BUDDY 1:
"My ride."

My grandma's Buick

could smoke

that piece of sh*t,

trailer trash.

Well, what about

your daddy's Viper?

This beast's

got 500 horsepower

and a Borla exhaust system.

It does 0 to 60

in like 4.3 seconds...

That's about right.

That's about right.

Yeah.

Wow.

You can read the brochure.

(CAR DOOR BANGS)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(BOYS BOOING)

(MAN WHISTLING)

BUDDY 3:

What a pitch, baby.

What a pitch. I like that.

BUDDY 1:
What's he gonna do?

Let's make it happen.

Bring it.

BUDDY 3:
I got your...

I got your back.

Why don't you nice boys

let your cars do the talking?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

I only race

for pink slips.

This car goes for 80 grand.

What would I do with

a broken-ass piece of sh*t

like that?

(ALL BOOING)

CINDY:
How about me?

Winner gets me.

(MAN CHEERING)

Cut it, let's cut it.

Let's go, go, go, go!

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(CAR ENGINES REVVING)

Blast-off, baby!

CLAY:
First one out

the other side...

BUDDY 1:
It's time.

Let's go!

Ready, boys?

Make it interesting,

Clay.

(WHOOPS)

Sh*t!

(ALL CHEERING)

(WHOOPING)

Yeah!

I thought

you loved me.

(WHEELS SQUEALING)

Oh, well.

What the hell?

Guess I got

a new date for prom.

Clay, stop the car!

Shut up!

Clay, stop the car!

Shut up!

Stop it!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Clay, please stop!

Please stop!

(SCREAMING)

Can I get

a copy of that?

You think

this is a joke, huh?

You see Ken and Barbie

over there?

They're gonna walk out of here

without even a slap

on the wrist.

Mommy and Daddy

are too hooked up.

But I like

screw-ups like you.

You know why?

'Cause you're 100%

guaranteed conviction.

Where's my car?

I crushed it.

You did what?

Sit down! You're done.

Easy, easy.

You're done.

You understand me?

You're done.

And all before your

eighteenth birthday.

Now sit down.

Sean.

What the hell were

you thinkin', huh?

CASE WORKER:

Mrs. Boswell? Please.

It's, uh, it's Miss.

Officer, is it, um,

illegal to smoke in here?

It's a tough state.

And it's

a pretty clear-cut case.

He'll be lucky if they don't

try him as an adult.

This is our third town

in two years.

Your son's got two priors

for reckless driving,

willful destruction

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