Born to Ride (2011) Movie Script

[Male Intervlewer]:
Do we have speed?
[Cameraman]:
Yeah.
Hey, Mike. Steve Falls, "Bikernet dot com".
Good to meet you.
Hey, chief.
Nice to meet you.
Good to be able to interview
a regular biker.
But you're noted
as kind of a hero.
[Chuckles]
Not a hero.
Well, relax for this.
Look at me and not the camera.
Oh.
Move in a little closer.
Thanks, Mike,
for this opportunity.
I just have
a few questions.
Um... people are calling you
a hero...
because you exposed
Senator Forrest Clayton...
on corruption
and embezzlement charges.
Let's just get something straight,
I am not a hero.
I get it but, uh... It took a lotta guts
to take on a guy like Clayton.
Oh, I don't know about that.
I'm just your average biker.
On weekends,
I like to get on my bike...
and hit the open road.
[Heavy rock muslc]
(male volce slnglng)
[Wallah]
Joan, you make my
Phoenix reservations yet?
I was just getting to it,
Congressman.
And Mr. Steele
is on line one.
Oh, good. No
calls, no visitors.
Jack, I was just getting ready
to call you.
Look, cut the bullshit
and just listen.
Everything's arranged for Phoenix.
You ready?
Congress made a decision yesterday.
All right, you deliver
the information.
And you're gonna walk away...
with enough money
to run for President.
I mean, that is
if you want to.
Don't disappoint me, Clayton.
[Beep]
[Beep]
Thank you for calling Desert Hills Resort.
How may I help you?
Yes, I'd like to reserve a suite...
for Congressman Clayton
of California.
It'd be an honor to have
Congressman Clayton with us again.
I'll see to it personally
that he's well taken care of.
When wlll he be arriving?
Uh... this Friday afternoon.
We'll see you then.
Thanks for calling.
Congressman Clayton.
[Clicks tongue
with satisfaction]
[Hotel Employee]:
You got the money?
[Mr. Simmons]: It's all there.
Don't worry about it.
How come
it's so much?
You know what they say, Mr Simmons,
you play, you pay.
How do I know
there isn't a copy?
Trust me, Mr Simmons,
I don't keep filth like that around.
It's everything.
Now get out of here.
And I suggest
you change your sexual preference.
How much?
- Ten thousand.
- Oh, brother, dear. [Chuckles]
Oh, my brother,
this is chump change...
compared to what
I got planned next.
Yeah. Last time you said that
I ended up in jail.
What do you know about
Congressman Clayton from California?
Whoa, whoa!
Hold on!
Clayton? He's a U.S. Congressman
for Christ's sake.
Trust me.
I'm your brother.
All right, this one
will cover the bed.
Now, we just need
a sprinkler head camera over here.
All right. Now we just got
to do the sitting room.
Yep. I think this is the one
that'll get us killed.
Come on, David,
you worry too much.
A few thousand off some
schmuck businessman,
that's one thing.
But a U.S. Congressman?
I mean that's just dangerous.
I mean he could call
the FBI, the CIA...
he could have us taken out
with one phone call.
Shh.
Would you keep it down?
You know what your problem is?
You watch too much television.
Things like that
don't happen in real life.
Now hand me one of those
smoke detector cameras.
What makes you even think
Clayton's gonna do anything...
worth blackmailing him, anyway?
Last time he was here, he had a lotta
teenage girls up to the room.
So?
I don't think they were here
for a political science lesson.
Check the monitor.
Everything checks out.
Let's get outta here.
Try the zoom.
See if it still looks alright.
Everything's fine,
Mr. Spielberg.
Now can we get the hell outta here
before somebody comes in, please?
Hey, relax. We'll make millions
on this little production.
Just make sure you record everything
on this guy until he leaves.
[Male Intervlewer]: That part of the story
is publlc record.
I was wondering
where you fit in.
I guess I am getting
ahead of myself.
My buddy Alex and I
were gonna go on another road trip.
Finally gonna head out to Sturgis.
[Inhales and
exhales deeply]
[Beep]
Hey man. We're supposed to be
going to Sturgis.
What're you doing?
Screening your calls?
Pick up the phone.
After we leave, it'll take us about,
uh... six hours.
You better be ready
to hit the road, dude.
I'll plck you up in a half an hour.
We're off to Phoenlx.
Oh, yeah?
(Male voice singing)
Hey! Hey! You!
Mind your own business.
Hey, come on, old man, stay still!
Come on!
[Grunts and groans]
[Shout]
Call "9-1-1".
[Choking]
Come on. come on. Here. Ah.
Take it easy, take it easy.
[Coughing]
You act like you know
what you're doing.
Yeah. I have a little training.
Hey, "semper fi".
Cherry Point. You?
San Diego.
You serve "Nam"?
Yeah. Two tours.
That's when I lost my leg.
You would've been too young.
Yeah. But my dad wasn't.
He died there.
[Alex]: They got away, man.
How's the old man?
Old man, my ass.
I'd kick yours if I didn't have
this hole in my side.
[Siren wailing]
Where's the love, man?
Hey, stick with us.
Where's the love, man?
[Man]:
Paramedics!
Hey, over herel
One, two, three.
[Groans]
Hey, here's your hat and cane, alrlght?
What hospltal?
County hospital.
Mlke. Mlke.
I'm going to the hospital.
We're not going
to the hospital, man.
I'm going to the hospital.
We're on a schedule, bro.
We've got a schedule.
Mike, Mikey.
I'm not going
to the hospital, man.
Fuck the schedule.
I'm going to Sturgis, bro.
[Siren howling]
Fuck you.
Dude, don't fucking
do this to me, man.
Dude, we got to...
we got...
We can't play
Batman and Robin all day.
[Exhales]
Sit tight.
Clayton just arrived.
[Joan]: Can I get you
something else to drink, Mr. Steele?
No, thanks.
[Cell phone tinkles]
This is Joan.
The Congressman has arrived
and will be here momentarily,
Mr. Steele.
That's great, sweetheart.
Do me a favor, would you?
Shut the door on the way out.
Jack, old buddy, are you sure
we can trust this man?
His tardiness does indicate
a certain unreliability.
Believe me, Mr. Brown,
the congressman is well aware
of what's at stake here.
Now he may not be punctual,
but his information's golden.
Ooh-wee.
If it is,
we stand to make a fortune
on the stock market.
Does he know this?
All he knows is
that he has to deliver...
the information
on which company got the bid.
For that, we give him
two million dollars.
That's a lotta money,
especlally if his information
is in any way incorrect.
What are you breaking
my balls for?
I told you
the information is good.
Besides, what are you two
worried about?
That's tip money for you,
especially considering all the money
we're gonna make on the market.
[Breathes deep]
Breathe deep, gentlemen.
Let your balls do the talklng.
Gentlemen, sorry I'm late.
Did Joan take care of you?
Can I get you
some more coffee?
Cut the bullshit.
Let's get down to business.
Christ's sake, Jack, lighten up.
Can I get you something?
This is not a game.
Hand over the information.
Mr. Brown,
Mr. Red,
I believe there's another part
of this transaction.
Oh, shit.
You know I could get into a lotta trouble
turning this over to you.
Quit fucking around.
This information better be good.
You know what I mean?
I'm well aware
of your reputation.
Now if you gentlemen don't mind,
I have some guests coming over.
I wanna talk to you for a minute.
Listen to me, asshole.
Your deviant sexual romps
are jeopardizing this whole operation.
I want you to knock it off.
You understand?
In fact, you know what I think?
I think you better go back
to Los Angeles,
do a little bit more campaigning...
tonight.
I see your point, Jack.
I'll tell my guests
to go away...
but I don't think
it's a good idea...
for you to be here
when they come.
Do me a favor.
This business deal is over.
Lose my telephone number, fuck-o.
Hey there, Marine. How you doing?
Mike Callahan.
Dan Evert.
How long have I been out?
About an hour or so.
You're gonna be okay.
[Chuckles]
Don't kid yourself.
I got more holes in me
than a sieve.
[Sighing]
I got pretty banged up
on that last tour in Nam.
I'm surprlsed I made it thls long.
Can you hand me my bag?
Thanks, man.
You guys bikers?
Yeah.
We're on our way to Sturgis.
[Coughing]
Been there.
Done that.
Hey, listen,
I need a favor.
You name it.
I got a daughter
that's up in South Bend, Indiana.
She's got a boy
that's pretty bad off.
Been saving some money
to send to them.
It's all here
with some personal things.
That's where I was headed
when I ran into those assholes.
Her address is on it.
Would you just mail it for me?
[Coughing]
We'll do better than that.
We'll deliver it to her personally.
Thanks, man.
It... it's the least
we can do.
I'm sorry about your dad.
Take care.
You coming?
[Coughing]
[Sighing]
Good luck, man.
You're gonna be all right.
[Rock music,
male voice singing]
[Woman]: Where were you?
I was worried.
[Mike]:
I'm sorry.
I hope you guys are hungry.
I made your favorite.
There's chicken in the oven
and there's cake.
I'm starving.
Alex, you're on the sofa.
I'm gonna call the hospital.
Hospital?
No, it's no big deal.
Mrs. C this chicken
is so awesome.
Thank you.
So rad.
Hospital says
he's not doing so well.
Who is this guy, anyway?
Oh, thanks.
His name's Dan Evert.
He's a Vietnam Vet.
Just like Dad. Medals and everything.
Wow.
Check it out, Mrs. C.
Me and Mikey are driving
through Venice, right?
And I look over and I see this dude
getting beat up...
by two other dudes, man.
Boom, boom, boom.
So we pull over,
we chased the muggers away...
but the guy's trashed
so we gotta go to the hospital.
The guy takes a box
and he gives it to Mikey and he says,
"Hey, man, will you mail this...
to my daughter
in South Bend, Indiana"?
No big deal, right?
But of course,
Captain America does it one better,
he says: "No, man,
I'll deliver it personally".
So now we gotta go to Sturgis,
boom, South Bend, Indiana.
He really got me thinking...
so after Indiana,
I'm going to ride
down to Washington D. O.,
I'm gonna stencil Dad's name
off the Veteran's Wall,
get it framed.
Hey, dude, we're going
cross-country, man.
We might as well hightail it
down to Disney world, bro.
You should come, huh?
Mr. Toad's Wild Ride.
Stralght up.
You're up early.
Yeah.
Thought you'd sleep
until noon.
I'm used to getting up early.
Why are you up?
I wanted to have coffee
with my favorite son.
You're only son.
Don't tell Alex that.
Those Dan's medals?
Yeah.
Too bad Dad's were lost.
[Sighing]
Yeah.
I got an idea.
Why don't I copy two stencils
of Dad's name off the wall.
One for me,
and one for you.
Because...
um...
because...
[sigh]
Your dad's name
is not on the wall.
He wasn't killed in Vietnam.
There, I said it.
What?
You don't know how many times
I've tried to tell you...
but something just...
just happened and...
I don't know, I just,
I couldn't do it.
What do you mean,
you couldn't?
Who's my father?
[Gasp]
He was a biker.
Please, Mike.
I... I need to tell you this.
You need to know.
[Sigh]
We met at a party.
I was so young.
And it was like
we'd known each other forever.
I never felt anything
so natural.
Everything just made sense.
So what happened?
Well...
he had to go
to Dead Wood...
with his riding partner, he was
gonna be back in a couple of weeks.
We were gonna
get married and...
and then the next day
on the radlo, I...
I heard two bikers were shot
just outside the city and...
I just, I knew it was them.
So I... I went down to..
the police station and I...
I identified your father's body.
It was just like
some cruel joke, you know?
Everything was just
so dark and empty and...
So, what's with the
Vietnam war hero story?
Oh, Mike.
[Sniffing]
When I found out
I was pregnant with you,
I was so happy.
But my father,
he was furlous...
and... and I
was so scared.
I didn't...
I didn't know where to go.
I just, I thought if...
I thought if I...
if I told him...
your dad was a war hero...
that maybe he wouldn't klck me
out of the house, you know?
And I guess I just started
believing the lie.
I wanted you
to have a father.
More than a father. A hero, you know,
someone you could look up to.
You were my hero.
But you lied to me.
I'm so sorry!
[Birds chirping]
Hey, dude.
You cool?
I'm cool.
How's Mom?
Baking a little cake.
It's under the tarp.
How did...?
I couldn't part with it.
I had it stored
all these years.
Needs work.
[Laughing]
Check out the fan head, dude.
It's a beautiful thing, man.
Whoo.
Hey, Mike,
I know how you think, man.
And all I wanna say is
if we want to get to Sturgis,
we're gonna have to leave
in three days.
You know what I mean?
Right? I mean
we're going to Sturgis.
I got an idea.
Right. Mikey.
No, help me move something.
Come on, three days.
Really. Promise me...
Three days.
Promise me.
We'll make some calls.
You make some calls.
Make some calls!
I know you.
I know you, man.
[Clanking]
[Riders "wooing"]
[Wallah]
[Male voice
singing rock song]
[Indistinct lyrics]
Mike, that'll change your life.
[Steele on screen]:
Cut the bullshlt...
and let's get down
to buslness.
[Gary]:
Oh, I knew it.
I felt it.
He is mine.
I'm not going back
to jail for you.
He's a fucking crook.
You think he's gonna have
any problems killing us?
Look around you, David.
Look how I live.
You wanna be stuck in that trailer
for the rest of your life?
You know, believe it or not,
I am finally happy with my life.
I've got a great new girlfriend,
I've got a good job.
My life is finally starting
to come around. Don't you care?
I'm happy for you, David.
I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But you're about to make
a million dollars.
Don't you think
that's worth a little risk?
Not that much risk.
Listen, you ungrateful bastard,
I blackmailed a judge
to get you outta jail.
Now, this thing is gonna go down
in the next 24 hours.
You got it?
Be ready.
Son of a bitch.
[Sighing]
[Joan]:
Forrest Clayton for reelectlon.
May I help you?
May I speak with
Congressman Clayton, please?
Would you like to make
a donation, sir?
Not exactly.
Tell him Mr. Red
and Mr. Brown...
would like to speak with him.
Hold on one minute, sir.
[Clayton]:
Yes, Joan?
Congressman,
you better take this.
It's someone posing
as our Mr. Red or Mr. Brown.
Okay.
Let me call you right back.
May I help you?
You and your buddies
make nice litter-mates.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Let me refresh
your memory,
Phoenix, government "biz",
contracts,
illegal information,
documents, briefcase full of money
ring a bell?
You... you better
watch what you say.
Fuck you.
I can say anything I want.
You're the one
who needs to be careful here.
Who is this?
Right, like I'm
gonna tell you that.
Listen, you come up with
two million dollars by...
tomorrow afternoon
or everybody in the country...
is gonna see your little matinee...
with Mr. Red
and Mr. Brown.
Two mllllon dollars,
are you crazy?
What was I thinking?
Make it three million.
And every time
you say something stupid,
it goes up
another million.
Okay. Okay.
You gotta give me time.
You gotta give me time.
Time? Sure.
Call you in an hour.
[Gary]: You and your buddies
make nice litter-mates.
[Clayton]: I don't know
what you're talklng about.
Let me refresh
your memory, Phoenlx,
government "biz", contracts,
illegal information,
documents, brlefcase full of money
rlng a bell?
Joan, are you sure?
There's no doubt
in my mind.
That's the voice
who took the reservatlon from me.
[Steele]:
Makes sense.
It's a good thing you tape all
your phone conversations, huh?
Don't worry about it.
If they're in Phoenix, we'll find them.
If they don't,
we're in it.
I need you guys
to take care of this for me.
Done.
Think you can handle that,
huh Vic?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, Jack, that's nothing.
Don't worry about it.
Yeah.
All right, let's go.
[Male voice
singing rock music]
[Wallah]
There it is.
That's what I'm talking about.
What's up, ladies?
What's up, ladies?
Oh, look who's here?
Look who's here?
What's up, Dog.
[Wallah]
All the usual suspects.
[Wallah]
There they are. What's happening?
What's happening?
You guys going
to the big one?
Right on. Right on.
Yeah, yeah.
[Crowd cheers]
[Wallah]
[Long haired man]: We're going
to the big one, man.
[Wallah]
[Girl]:
Ahhh!
Mike!
Oh, my God! Mike!
That's my old lady, man.
Hey, Mike.
Hey, good, good, good.
Going to Sturgis?
Hell yeah, I'm going.
Got a brand fab one. What's up?
Hey!
He's got to ride, huh?
[Mike]:
Yeah, he's got to rlde.
[Indistinct song in car]
[Gary]:
Who the fuck are you?
[Grunt]
[Steele]:
Hey, Einstein. Einstein.
You back yet?
You with me?
Huh? You with me?
Yeah.
That's good. I'm afraid
you're in the shitter, kid.
It seems that destiny's path
has not been very kind with you.
Wait, let me...
Shh. Shh.
Don't talk.
Just listen and answer my questions,
all right?
Now where is the tape?
Tape? What tape?
[Groan]
[Choking]
Choices, Gary. Choices.
In life,
we all have to make them.
Up until a couple of days ago,
your choices were many.
I mean, you could've been anybody.
Anything that you wanted.
But your blind ambition...
has led you right here.
Look, I don't wanna have to
tell you this,
but you're gonna die tonight.
[Gasping]
Shh. Don't talk.
Wait!
I'm gonna let you choose how.
Number one,
it's quick, it's painless,
it'll only take a couple of seconds.
You won't even know
what happened.
And number two,
I don't recommend number two.
Number two is a living nightmare
of pain and degradation.
Do you understand?
Now with that in mind,
I'm gonna ask you again.
Before you answer,
think carefully, alright? You ready?
Yeah.
Where is the tape?
Okay. Wait.
Listen, listen,
this was my brother's idea.
You gotta talk to him.
He knows where the tape is.
Deano, give Gary a little taste
of door number two,
would you?
Wait. Please. Wait.
[Groan]
David, run! Run!
Run, David!
Run, David!
David!
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Son of a bitch.
Let's play it smart, pal.
Okay?
Yeah. He can't stay in there
forever, right?
Don't worry about it.
We'll get him. We'll get him.
[Wallah]
[David]:
Jimmy Fox?
Alex! Alex!
David Tander,
what're you doing here, brother?
Wet T-shirt contest.
These yours?
Ah.
[Chuckling]
[Gasping]
Hey, man, we need to talk.
Way to go, Vic.
[Vic]:
Aw, fuck.
[Siren wailing]
Come on, let's go.
I'll get you. Don't worry.
We'll get you.
Let's go.
[Male volce shouts]:
Copsl
[Siren walling]
You gonna try and put your bracelets
on me?
Not until later, baby.
I get off in an hour
and I'm back on my scooter, honey.
Have a nice big stiff one
waiting for me when I get back.
Little shot of Jack
and a Coke on the side.
That too.
Get over here.
[Cheering]
You doing a little bit of the
"yippity yip", man?
What?
What do you mean what?
A little bit of the "yakkety yak".
You know what I mean.
What're you talking about?
Are you holding?
Dave, look at me.
Come on, man.
You're a mess.
Look, look,
I got to go.
Give me your number.
I'll call you tomorrow.
Nah, we're going to Sturgis
tomorrow, bro.
What time?
I don't know.
Twelve, four.
Just give me your number
and I'll call you before I go.
Whatever, dude.
Hey brother,
can I get your pencil?
Marine!
[Alex]:
Ah! Oh, dude.
Come on, get up, get dressed.
We gotta go.
You're already dressed.
You slept in your clothes again.
Come on!
Another hour.
Hey Mikey,
let's go, dude.
Let's go.
Manners.
Yeah. Your father's family had a ranch
in Deadwood near Sturgis.
Who knows,
maybe they're still there...
and can tell you more
about your dad.
Thanks.
I love you, Mom.
I love you.
Hey you.
This is it.
I love you.
Oh, I love you, Mrs. C.
I love you boys.
Ah. I'll take care
of your little boy,
make sure
he gets better.
See?
Be careful.
I will.
I love you.
Now get outta here.
We're going.
You know
I can't watch you ride away.
I know. Bye, Mom.
Bye.
[Heavy breathing]
[Line ringing]
Okay. Okay. Alex,
answer the fucking phone.
[Alex, on recording]:
Sturgis. Sturgis.
[Female voice, on recording]:
Please leave a message after the beep.
[Beep]
Morning, fuck-o.
We have to talk.
Okay.
Now.
[Male voice
singing rock music]
Boys, boys, boys.
Guys like you
never get it, do you?
Play with the big dogs,
you're gonna get bit.
Now, we put you down.
Because of you I probably
gonna have to whack your two buddies.
I want you to think about
all the innocent people...
that are gonna have to suffer...
because of your
selfishness and greed.
What can I say?
Two less stupuid men in the world.
- Deano?
- Yeah?
Get rid of what's left of him.
I want you guys
to find these two bikers...
no matter what you have to do.
I think he actually feels sorry
for these two mooks.
Can you believe that?
The only thing Steele's
gonna be sorry about is...
that he has to pay somebody
to clean your fucking trunk.
Now let's go.
Come on.
Get out.
Come on.
It's too bad about Dave
and his brother.
Wait a second,
how'd the goons know
about you guys?
Well, I guess they got it outta
the brothers before... well, you know.
[Male voice singing rock]
Um... is there anything
on God's green earth...
that we can do for you today?
I'm headed to Durango.
You're headed to Durango?
What a coincidence.
That's exactly where
we're headed, right, Mikey?
That's right.
Durango it is.
I'm Nicky.
Nicky, I'm Alex.
I'll go get some beers.
I'm gonna go call the hospital.
Pump first? You got the pump first?
Right on, mama.
[Male voice singing rock song]
Dan didn't make it.
Say what?
He's dead.
What?
Mikey?
Sorry.
How's his friend?
Pushing up daisies.
[Indistinct lyrics
over car radio]
God! Unbelievable.
Fucking thing. Yeah!
Go ahead, open up.
Come on. It's overheating.
No shit! That's why I told you
you can't run...
a hundred miles an hour like that,
out here in the desert heat.
Well, we gotta get them,
don't we?
Well, that's what we're doing right now.
Look, we're getting them, aren't we?
Hello?
Cell phone doesn't work.
Nice.
What is that over there?
It's a flag.
So what?
- It is a flag, isn't it?
- So what? Yeah, it's a flag. Hello?
Flag, there's people. There must be
a resort of some kind over there.
They got water.
Hey, that's a fucking mile away,
are you kidding me?
Do me a favor, stay right here
and protect your car...
and die of heat stroke
so I can come back and bury you!
Hey, uh...
hey Deano, wait up.
I could, uh...
I could use a drink.
Wait up! Deano! Deano!
Another four miles to go.
Shut up.
[Coughing]
Hey kid, you got any water
over here?
Inside.
Thanks.
Wanna buy
some Indian jewelry?
How much?
Ten dollars.
Put that down.
Come on.
[Vic]:
Oh, some resort.
Here I am dreaming a nice
thick juicy steak and I get...
and a cold brewsky
and I get this.
[Deano]:
Shut up.
Hi, we're looking
for some water.
Do you guys sell water here?
Water is very precious out here.
[Laughs]
No shit, huh?
And very expensive.
Yeah, I didn't know
that was coming.
Listen, how expensive
is it, sir?
(Speaking Native American)
Ten dollars.
What? Are you out
of your fucking mind?
Pay the man.
Pay the man.
[Sighs]
That was enough for a fly.
Thanks a lot.
Our car is broke down
in the road...
quite a bit
away from here and,
well, we need some water
for the radiator.
Is there a kind of deal
that maybe we can make?
Water is very precious out here.
Yeah, I know water is very precious
out here.
I also know water
is very expensive out here.
Is there a kind of deal that maybe
we can make, sir, please?
Come on.
The water bucket, please.
Right.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Very klnd, slr.
Ten.
Twenty.
Thirty.
All right, Sitting Bullshit,
how about you give us that water?
Sitting bullshit?
That's good.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
You think you're Custer?
Put the gun down.
Put the gun down! Now!
Excuse my frlend, he's a couple
sandwiches shy of a picnic.
Go rlght ahead, sir.
Forty.
Fifty.
Thank you very much.
We're all friends now, right?
Listen, could you give us a ride
to our car, please?
Reliable transportation is a
very precious thing in the desert.
[Inhales deeply]
[Exhales laughing]
Woo.
No, no, no, you don't wanna
give that stuff to Mikey.
I don't do that.
That'd be a big mistake.
[Mike]:
Fuck you.
[Laughter]
That ought to keep the wild animals
away for a while.
Oh, not all of the wild animals.
Hey, let's go
check out the stars.
Right on.
Okay.
God.
God, I had forgotten
how beautiful the sky is out here.
Yeah, dude, this is
way more clear than L.A.
That's why I live
on the commune in Durango.
It's real. The Native Americans,
they know how to live.
They follow the guidance.
Right on. Right on.
What do you mean?
The Anasazi
and the Hopi legends are...
more ancient
than people realize.
The stories aren't folklore,
they're real.
They say that a race of people
came down from the stars...
and taught them
great wisdom.
Totally. Totally.
I'm totally down with the U.F.O.S.
What're you talking about, bro?
Mikey, come on, man,
haven't you heard of...
Area Fifty-Four, bro.
It's a government conspiracy, man.
They're covering it up, bro.
They're keeping it from the people, man.
Am I right?
It's... it's Studio Fifty-Four.
Area Fifty-One in New Mexico.
Wanna go get a beer?
Yeah.
Cool. Mikey, you'll be all right,
right, dude?
Yeah.
Hey Dad,
I, uh...
I finally feel like
I'm getting to know you.
Thanks.
Right when I saw you
on the side of the road,
I said, boom,
spiritual connection, you know?
I know.
Me too, right?
It's like this, right?
Right?
Right.
[Both laugh]
Ohhh.
You know, Alex, when we were
on the road today,
I couldn't help but notice
the vibrations of your bike...
were having
a special effect on me.
Right on.
What do you mean?
[Plunk]
[Lyrics from car radio,
indistinct]
Get me some gum, will you?
[Wallah]
[Sighing]
[Clicking]
Hey Jack, it's Vic.
How you doing?
Uh, uh, no, not exactly.
No.
Well, uh, you know we're having problems
with the fucking car,
you know?
Yeah, not to mention the cell phone,
I get no reception.
It's fucking in and out.
Yeah.
I'm on a pay phone,
you believe that?
No, we're in Colorado
right now.
No, no, no, we're gonna get them
right here in Colorado.
Don't worry about it.
Definitely.
Yeah, all right.
All right, Jack.
All right. Jack,
Jack, yeah.
All right, all right,
take it easy.
All right, bye.
[Sighing]
[Mike]: Looks like
another chick ran out on you.
The story of your life, man!
[Laughing]
Story of your life!
[Vic]:
All right, this is more like it.
Now we can have some time, huh?
(Male voice singing
over car radio)
[Small explosion]
Oh!
What the hell?
Son of a...?
Take it easy.
I got it. We're good.
[Shout]
Hey, brain child,
shut it off.
Just put this thing...
Oh, man, you are dumber
than a Travis snake.
Go ahead
and buy retread tires.
Shut the motor off!
What do you got,
a spare?
That's it, here we are
in the middle of fucking Mars!
Well, see if
you got a spare.
What, did I do it?
Did I do it? Come on!
Please. Brain child!
No spare. I'm gonna call Steele.
That's it.
Come on.
Why me?
You know if it wasn't for me,
you'd be a wolf burger.
Next time, try to put air
in the spare.
You need to take an anger
management class, you know that?
Maybe two classes.
That's what I'm thinking.
You could be a road crew out here.
Cool Hand Luke.
Hey, that's them!
What?
That's those fucking guys!
That's those fucking guys!
- [Truck horn blaring]
- Hey!
Oh, God!
[Bertha]:
Get outta the road,
you stupid son of a bitch!
Come on. Let's go! Let's go!
They're getting away!
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
- Vic!
- Yes?
- Come on.
- Yes.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go!
Come on!
We gotta go around!
[Music from car radio]
[Shouting and music indistinct]
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa!
Oh, God!
[Shouting and music indistinct]
[Bertha]: All right, assholes,
we need to talk.
Hey, Ray! Raymond!
[Bertha, over radio]:
Big Bertha talking here.
Hey Bertha! Thought that was you
back there.
What can I do for you, baby?
You see that cat weaving
in and out between us?
About kllled them flat.
One of those people
on the road back there.
I want you to lock up
all that rubber...
and feed him some of that
steel bumper...
while I shove this rig
right up his ass.
Hey, you got it baby.
You just tell me when.
Now!
[Screeching tires]
[Shouting]
[Coughing and choking]
I told you to stopl
He's mine!
I told you to stop!
I told him to stop!
Oh!
[Vic]:
You told me to go around.
What're you talking about?
Ah! Ah! Huh?
[Grunt]
Hey, you're fucked!
[Groaning]
You're not one of those road ragers,
are you? Huh?
Because I fuck you guys in prison.
Oh!
Ah! I'm sorry.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! No.
Hey, boys, we can't leave
this meat-head on the road.
Got to do the caddy.
[Crowd wallah]
Oh, god.
Wait, God. Whoa!
[Crowd wallah]
[Cheering]
Guys, I haven't had this much fun
in a long time.
[Laughs]
Thanks, fellows.
Boys, we got to get the hell
outta here now.
Big bitch!
[Fast country style music]
My golf clubs were in there.
You're lucky
you weren't in there.
[Truck horn blaring]
[Phone rings]
Deano, give me some good news.
Colorado?
What are you kidding me?
I'm gonna fucking
kill that guy!
Your brother's a fucking psycho!
Jesus, Deano,
for the love of God,
we're talking about two guys
on motorcycles here.
Jack, there's a lotta road
out there, okay?
But the kid,
he got a good look at him...
right before he almost
got us killed.
I know, listen, I'm tough, Jack,
but I think...
I might be getting too old
for this stuff.
All right, all right, look,
we know they're going to Sturgis.
They're gonna be there
at least a week.
We got plenty of tlme
to flnd them.
I know a guy out there.
The guy's got lots of clout.
He owes me a favor, I'll have him
grab them and hold them...
untll you get there.
All right.
Listen to me carefully on this,
Deano.
Sooner or later
that kid is gonna find the tape...
and he's gonna watch it.
So we got no choice,
all right?
Get the tape
and then bury the two of them.
Don't disappoint me on this,
Deano.
Got it.
All right.
Put "scumbo" on.
All right. Hold on. Hey.
Yeah?
Hey!
What?
Jack wants to talk to you.
Come on, get over here.
Why does he wanna talk to me?
Get off your ass
and take this phone call.
Jiminy Crickets, come on.
I'm getting old
standing here already, come on.
All right.
Yeah, come on.
Jiminy Crickets.
All right. What?
[Clears throat]
Hey Jack,
how's it going?
Vic, I swear to god, I am gonna
fucking choke you myself...
if you fuck up
one more tlme.
[Beep]
All right. See you.
Oh, gosh.
I swear to god, Julia, I am gonna choke
your brother to death.
Jack, Jack, relax.
Can I make you a drink?
How about a blow-job?
What are we
waiting for?
[Phone ringing]
[Mlke, on recorder]:
Hey, there. Leave a message.
Not answering
the fucking phone.
Wait for the beep, huh?
Yeah, I'll tell you what,
I'll tell you what. You give us the tape,
you know who this is.
That's right.
Give us the tape...
and we'll spare your life.
Goodbye.
[Rock music playing]
God damn minute.
Something ain't right here.
That was just too damn easy.
You and your buddy
have been hustling us.
This isn't a Paul Newman movie, bro.
We just wanna have
a good time, man.
Yeah, and you're playing us
for suckers.
Let me get you a beer, all right?
Look, bro, you're about to lose
fair and square...
so why don't you put the ball
on the table and pay up now.
I ain't your fucking bro,
and I ain't paying you shit!
Hey, settle down, all right?
Peace and love. Peace and love.
Peace and love, my ass!
It's my turn
to shoot the eight ball!
Peace and love, man,
peace and love.
[Rock music,
male voice singing]
(Shelley)
Bo?
[Gunshot]
Bo? Bo, honey,
you all right?
Shelly, what the hell
are you doing?
I am getting
our money back.
Honey, put that thing down.
Shut up, Bo.
Just take it easy.
No, you shut up, too, fancy pants.
Come on.
Empty your pockets.
You too, pretty boy.
Come on. Come on.
Empty your pockets.
All rlght now, Bo,
I want you...
I want you to jump
behind the bar,
clean out the cash register
and rip the phone out.
You want me to jump
behind the counter and...
Bo, will you shut up and do it?
Oh, oh, and honey, while you're there,
grab a bottle of Jack too.
What're you looking at, fancy pants?
What you got in here, boy?
Oh, my... oh, my...
hey! Hey!
[Bo]:
Holy shit!
Look at thlsl
Y'all are fucking drug dealers.
I knew it as soon
as I laid eyes on you.
That's a dead vet's money.
When I meet him in hell
I'll thank him.
You pop your head out that door
and I'll blow it off!
[Shelley]: Peace and love!
[Laughs]
Dead vet's money?
Shut up.
And that's when Alex
found the tape.
And he wanted
to call Steele and say,
[Mimicking Alex] "Dude, you can have
your damn tape",
"but it's gonna be on our terms".
"Where we say, when we say
and how we say".
Look, Mr. Murphy, we're not interested
in hurting anybody,
but if I don't get
that tape back,
I'm gonna cut
both your ball sacks off,
turn them into
tobacco pouches...
and sell 'em
at the Indian reservation.
Do you understand me?
[Alex)
I'll get you your damn tape,
but it's gonna be in a wide open place,
so that we feel safe.
- Do you understand me?
- That sounds reasonable.
Mr. Murphy, don't disappoint me.
[Beep]
[Alex]:
Dude!
[Mike]:
Whoa! Cool it, man.
Don't move.
Don't even think about it.
The punk sold us out, dude.
We've been chasing you fucks
for 1800 miles.
And after I get that tape,
I'm gonna whack the both of you.
How's that?
Ah, dude,
I'm the guy.
I'm the guy
on the phone, man.
I'm the guy you made the deal wlth, bro.
That's me.
Fuck the deal!
That's how this
is gonna go down, bro?
Let me warn you guys
something, man.
You don't know me, okay?
Alex, shut up.
Not... no, bro.
Neither one of you guys
know who I am, all rlght?
You don't know...
Alex.
People that I know.
I know people.
You'll be screamlng, dude.
I know people, man.
I'm from fucklng Venlce, dude.
Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh, fuck!
Ah! Dude shot me, man!
Ah! Ah!
[Intervlewer]:
Are you klddlng me?
Is that what really went down?
Are you crazy?
We called the cops.
[Laughing]
Do you know
whatever happened to Steele?
No, they never caught him.
So I guess
he's still in business.
Grabbing that.
What about the goons
that were chasing you?
No idea.
[Dean]: You know if Jack
wasn't your brother-in-law,
I would've killed you
a long time ago.
[Paper rustling]
Thanks a lot
for the interview.
It's good to meet you.
Wait a minute.
Don't you wanna know what happened
wlth the vet's daughter?
You're goddamn right I do.
[Male voice
sings rock music]
[cheers and whistling]
Thank you guys very much.
Thank you very much.
Some of you know why I asked you
to come out here today.
Some of you don't.
For those of you who don't,
a good buddy of mine
gave me a call the other day,
Mike Callahan, he's been on a quest
to save a little kid's life...
and that quest
took an ugly turn...
at a rundown roadhouse
just outslde of Durango.
They wound up
on the wrong side of the hold up.
They took the last bit of money
that kid needed to survive.
I told him I'd do the best
that I could.
I told him I know a lotta good people
that just might help.
Who's with me?
[Crowd cheering]
Mike? Where's Mike Callahan?
Come on up, buddy.
Come on up here.
[Crowd cheering]
[Mike]:
Good stuff. Thank you.
Where's my buddy, J.C.?
Pass the helmet around.
Let's fill this thing up.
- [Cheers]
- [Wallah]
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, guys.
Passing it around.
Filling up the bucket.
Thank you! Whoo!
You ready to feel
a little bit...
of knees
in the breeze?
[Cheering]
Come on, brother!
[Cheering]
[Music starts]
I'm gonna get
my knees in the breeze.
It goes like this.
[Music fades away]
[Female voice
sings slow guitar song]
Can I help you?
Hi. I... I got something for you
from your father.
My dad?
Is that him?
Yes.
How did you...?
I... I took him to the hospital
just before he passed.
He wanted you to have that
and he wanted you to know...
how much you meant to him.
I'm just sorry
he couldn't bring it to you himself.
What's your name?
Mike Callahan.
It looks like you've been
riding for a while, Mike Callahan.
Can I fix you a cup of coffee?
Yeah.
Yeah, that'd be nice.
She was really sweet.
It's a shame about her father.
Mike, they're ready
for your stunt.
Um... I gotta go.
That's it.
But what about your dad?
Look, I'm not a hero,
but I guess I am my father's son.
I'm a biker.
I was born to ride.
[Wallah]
[Phone ringing]
Homey, you gonna answer it,
or what?
Shut the fuck upl
Christ.
Where's my fucking helicopter?
We're working on it,
Tony, we're working on it.
Come on.
Let's just calm down.
Take it easy. Good.
Now, now, listen,
Tony, once you're airborne,
you gotta come down sooner or later.
Why don't you just fold in now
and save yourself...
the bullshlt.
To hell with you
and your bullshit!
It's my third strike, Hoff,
and you know it.
It's all or nothing for me now.
Now, get me
that fucking bird now!
[Screaming]
Shut them the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up!
[Screaming]
I know you're watching.
[Laughlng]
And welcome to the show.
[Screaming]
[Indistinct]
For those of you
who are skeptical viewers,
check out
how serious I really am.
[Screaming]
No!...
Don't move.
Tony! Tony!
No, don't!
[Screech]
[Screaming]
[Gunfire]
[Screaming]
[Director]: Cut! Beautiful!
Beautiful!
Print that!
Check the gate!
Get my next shot up.
You were great.
Thanks.
Great.
Let's do this, folks.
Come on. Let's go.
[Mike]:
Thanks, Brit!
Dude, the scene was
so fucking rad, dude.
I should've come down
at a lower angle.
What are you
talking about, man?
That was incredible.
Dude, you looked like Lee Majors...
coming through the window.
Lee Majors?
The fall guy, bro.
Fonzie with the trashcans.
Whatever you want.
By the way, I got a present for you.
Sturgis.
We missed last year.
I ain't missing this year.
[Mike]:
All right.
All right.
Happy birthday, dude.
Oh, thanks, bro.
I got reservations, dude.
Cool. That's great.
All of my dad's old riding buddies...
are gonna be there this year.
[Alex]: Yeah.
Hey, where do you wanna go for dinner?
(Mike Indistinct)
That's what I'm talking about.
Whoo!
[Male voices singing rock song]