Into the Storm Page #3

- It's your last chance.

- Wow.

REEVIS:

Yeah, okay. Hang on. Okay. It's okay.

All right. We recording?

- We're good?

- You ready?

- Hell, yeah, man!

REEVIS:
Yeah! Get fired up!

- I'm ready!

REEVIS:
You ready for this sh*t?

DONK:
Maybe we should get some girls

to watch this stunt, huh?

REEVIS:
That's what I'm talking about.

Get fired up! Let's go for real! It's go time!

- Let's go, let's go!

- Safety first.

Okay, just do a test run first, all right?

Move, jackass!

DONK:
Get out of the way. Here we go.

- Come on. Yeah. You got it, buddy.

REEVIS:
Come on, buddy!

MAN 1:
Come on, Donk! Let's go, boy!

He's gonna check the speed on this one.

MAN 2:

Yeah! Do it, bro!

- Let's go!

- Test drive!

Let's go for the test drive!

MAN 2:

There you go, Donkie!

Well, that looked pretty good to me.

What do you think?

Eh.

What? You wanna

nail some tail or what, dog?

- I'm always up for nailing tail!

REEVIS:
That's what I'm talking about.

Once this hits the Internet, you'll

be beating them off with a stick.

- Fours? Fives? All kinds?

- I'm talking fives, sixes.

Fives, for sure. Come on!

DONK:
Bam!

- Trust me, buddy!

Yeah! All right! Hang on.

- Richie! Record this, son.

REEVIS:
Are you drunk?

RICHIE:
Yeah.

REEVIS:
I'm just getting started.

RICHIE:
Hang on! Wait!

We're gonna light the pool on fire.

- Light that thing, Richie!

REEVIS:
Yeah! Light it up!

Light that puppy up.

- Whoa!

- Oh, my God!

The Flaming Pool of Death!

You ready to go?

Let's do this!

Action!

That's right! Come on, Donk!

You got this!

Oopsie daisy!

[ALL WHOOPING]

- That was awesome. Ha-ha-ha.

- Ha-ha-ha.

- Ha-ha-ha.

REEVIS:
That was awesome, Donk.

- A million hits, easy!

- Oh! A million?

- Maybe more!

- Hell, yeah, dude! We're gonna be famous!

[ALL LAUGHING]

WOMAN:
Sh*t, my pool!

- Dude, your mom. Your mom.

What the hell are you two idiots doing?

DONK:
I thought you were at work!

- That makes any difference?

REEVIS:

Look!

- That's the Titus! I've seen it on TV! Come on!

- Bye, Ma!

Let's take a tour of the ultimate

storm-chasing vehicle, the Titus.

She's equipped with 24 surveillance cameras

so we have eyes from every angle.

Bulletproof Lexan windows.

A gyroscopic stabilized camera.

A five-ton winch.

Four-millimeter solid steel armor.

Now, back here, we have

a mini weather center, complete with...

an anemometer, humidity sensor

and potentiometer.

But the thing that makes her really special

are these grappling claws.

Ah.

They can stabilize us in winds

up to 170 miles an hour.

We're not going anywhere

with those suckers dug in.

Clear!

This is the culmination of my life's work.

JACOB:

What about the turret, Pete?

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