The Love Bug

I'd like another shot

at that prize money.

- Okay for next Sunday?

- No, Jim. It ain't okay.

- Now, look, Bice...

- No, you look.

All of my drivers

are 18, 19.

You're too old

for these kid snorts.

You're liable

to get hurt in there.

You used to be a big track driver.

Ain't you got no pride?

I ran out of pride

when I ran out of cars.

Jim, you gotta look

at yourself.

Okay, you start out all right.

You win a couple of tracks,

you think you're on your way.

But it didn't

work out, did it?

- Much obliged.

- You need any money?

Nope.

Hey.

What do you do

with this stuff?

It's for a friend.

Hey! How'd it go?

Okay.

- I brought you something.

- Oh, thanks.

Aw, the poor thing.

I'll find a good spot for it.

- You got hurt again.

- So?

One of these days you're

gonna get wiped out entirely.

Why you gotta be a driver?

Maybe that's not

your thing, racing.

How about all those car agencies

down on Van Ness?

I bet a top mechanic there

gets a lot of good bread laid on him.

What is the matter

with everybody?

Can't you understand?

I'm not a mechanic, I'm a driver.

I know just how you feel, Jim.

Hey, I used to think I was

happy painting flower seeds.

Then one day, inside me,

this little voice says,

"Tennessee Steinmetz. "

I said, "What?"

It said, "You ain't happy. "

Tennessee, why is it the only thing

we have in this house is parrot food?

- I mean, we don't have a parrot.

- Eat that. That's good.

That's pressed kelp.

That aerates your liver.

Then this voice inside

of me continued as follows:

"This is nowhere.

Ya gotta make a new scene.

Ya gotta change your bag. "

That's when I split.

I went to Tibet,

to a mountaintop,

with swamis and monks.

I discovered my real self.

It was wonderful.

I don't have

to go to Tibet.

I know who I am.

I know what I want.

There are dirt track races at a carnival

near Bakersfield this week.

If I can get over there

I can pick up a couple of bucks.

Okay to use your wheels?

Okay, but you're gonna have

a little trouble getting it started.

Where's the beast?

You didn't

cut up the Edsel.

It came over me

all of a sudden.

It was the only

decent thing to do.

Believe me, Jim,

it'll be happier up there.

Are you all right?

Are you dizzy?

Oh, no. There's a slight

racking pain in my head here.

Oh, well, I think you'd better sit down.

I'm really terribly sorry.

Well, it's not your fault.

I didn't mean to startle you.

Looks like you've been running

into all sorts of things lately.

Yeah. Oh, this

is just a little...

- Oh, lady.

- Oh, really, sir.

Excuse me.

Over 400 cubes.

Dual quads, all synchro box,

zero to 60 under five.

All right, Miss Bennett.

I'll see to this gentleman myself.

May I be of service, sir?

I see that you're a person

who appreciates fine things.

You're no doubt aware that this

is the celebrated Thorndyke special.

Allow me to say, sir,

that I think this car

would suit you very well.

Yes.

Yes, it would.

- May I offer you a glass

of sherry and a biscuit?

- Go right ahead.

I take it the question of price

does not greatly concern

a gentleman like yourself.

Oh, I wouldn't haggle

if that's what you mean.

What price range

did you have in mind?

About $75.

$75.

I could go 80 in a pinch.

What do you have in the way of

cheap, honest transportation?

Cheap, honest transportation!

I will bid you good day, sir.

Good day.

Hey!

Havershaw!

Now, where did

this come from?

- Mr Thorndyke, yes, sir?

- What is this thing

doing in my showroom?

I believe Miss Bennett

may know something about this.

Yes. You remember when Mrs van Luit

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