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It begins here for me on this road. How it aII happened, I don't know.|But it couId never happen again. Maybe I couId have stopped it earIy. But once the troubIe was on its way,|I was just going with it. MostIy I remember the girI. I can't expIain it.|A sad chick Iike that ... But something changed in me.|She got to me. That's Iater, anyway.|This is where it begins for me. Right on this road. Get off the track! They're approaching the turn|for the Iast Iap. HiIIman taking a tumbIe.|Jones is abIe to avoid him. This is the finaI Iap,|and stiII anybody's race. That's Conners in the hay.|A bad break for CharIie Conners. They'II go into the Iast Iap.|Last time around coming up. They're aII hot today. It's anybody's|race. Anything can happen. Maybe a record ... Come on, Al !|Come on ! Hey, get off the track!|Please don't cross the track. Don't cross the track. Don't get|hurt. Blood makes the road slippery. What's the matter with you?|Are you in such a big hurry to die? Are you looking for trouble? These outlaw outfits|always want to foul things up. - What kind of outfits?|- Outlaw outfits . . . like yours. Okay, square. You want to drag|Johnny here 1 00 yards for beers? - The square's chicken.|- They're all chicken. You want to see Johnny go?|He can really screw it on. Do you get $5,000 when you win|these scrambles? l'd like that. lf you win, they give you|one of these gold statues. Solid gold . . . dipped. - What do you do with it?|- You throw it away. Put these trophies back.|Stand back. Can l get a suit like that? l want|to look like a street cleaner, too. Who are you?|Are you a cop? - Don't push anybody.|- Okay, break it up. That's enough entertainment.|l've seen enough of you guys. - Hit the road. Get going.|- We want to watch the races, Daddy. One more cute remark and l'll put|the bunch of you away for a month. Get going. - Hey, look what Johnny won.|- What's the matter? Second place? - Johnny only won second place?|- First place was two feet high. The squares are having|a dance tonight. We'll go, huh? - No.|- We can clobber it. Come on, Johnny. Let's go. Every|time you look around, there's cops. All right, let's get rolling. This way. - Where's that bunch from?|- Everywhere. l don't even think|they know where they're going. They make folks think that everybody|that drives a motorcycle is crazy. They want to be pushed around|so they can show how tough they are. lt'll happen, sooner or later. - Johnny, where are we going?|- Give us some gas! Ben, business before pleasure. Put some more beer on ice. What war do you suppose|this joint was left over from? Hey fellas,|who wants to drag for beers? Last guy in the door buys beers. Last guy in buys. - Who is it?|- You all right? lt's Art Kleiner. - Hey, help this man out!|- Hey, help this man out! Help the man out!|Help the man out! Put me down ! Help the man out! - What is all this?|- We were dragging for beer. - And this guy . . .|- He doesn't know how to drive. - There's a boy hurt here.|- His ankle looks pretty bad. What's all that, Kathy?|Somebody killed? - Crazy, you can't sleep here.|- You really stacked up this thing. - We'll take him to Dr Ziegler.|- Harry, you saw how it happened. They were coming straight at me.|l swung my wheel over, but . . . - What about this?|- lt was an accident. l saw it. - Aren't you gonna arrest anybody?|- Take it easy, Art. l'm just telling you what happened. My car's a wreck and somebody|has to pay for the damages. Are you the big cop in town?|Tell him to look where he's going. He ought to turn|one way or the other. My guys were trying to miss him.|He's okay, but my boy's busted up. - Look here . . .|- Forget it. - Some cop.|- See Johnny back him down? Kleiner's too old to be driving.|Where was he going, anyway? Always going someplace.|Crazy . . . excited. Taking a lot of vitamin pills,|drinking . . . over-stimulated. Ought to arrest the whole|lot of them. Call the militia. - Do you want something?|- l'd like a bottle of beer. - The beer's in the bar.|- All right. Thank you. - The fender's scraping in the tyre.|- Wait a minute. lt won't scrape no more. Oh, no.|Harry, do something about this. - What do you expect . .?|- Do you want all the boys arrested? You let something like this go by,|and anything goes. - Make a complaint, Art.|- l will. That's silly. You're okay.|And it's lucky, the way you drive. - You live here all the time?|- All my life. - We've been at the meet.|- They came through here yesterday. They didn't stop. ls that what|they give you for killing yourself? That's right.|You want it? - No.|- Go on, take it. No. You can't do that.|You won it. You have to get your name|engraved on it. lt's important. You shouldn't give it away. Only if|you knew a girl, and you liked her. Hey, Johnny. About this town . . .|They've got a doc here. They're gonna rewire Crazy.|Are we just gonna sit around? Are we gonna wait,|or are we gonna leave? We're gonna wait for Crazy. Hey, Johnny says|we're gonna wait for Crazy. - What do we do here?|- Give me a swig. There's more where this came from.|lt's ice cold, too. Hey, doc . . .|Where do we eat? Bleeker's Cafe.|We'll take good care of you. - You got some steaks?|- We serve good meat. - Where's the motel?|- The hoteI is over there. They've got a hotel here. - Lead me to that brew.|- Check the hot rod. The fire went out! How are you doing, blondie?|Where are you going? Look who's here. - What'll you have, girls?|- The usual. - And a couple of beers.|- Put a couple of cases on ice. - You wanted some glasses.|- Never mind. l'll do it myself. - Take over here, Jimmy.|- Come on, Jimmy! - Stop mumbling.|- What do you do for kicks here? - What time is it?|- Does anything ever happen here? - Oh, yes. Roses grow . . .|- Oh, roses grow. People get married.|Crazy as any place else. Bugs get on them and cause|trouble, if you don't spray good. - There's no bugs on you, Jim?|- l mind my own business. l listen to the radio. Music,|that is. The news excites people. - Hey, Jim. You like TV?|- That new thing. Television. Oh, pictures. No, no pictures.|Everything these days is pictures. Pictures and noise. Nobody knows|how to talk, just grunt at each other. Where have you been?|Listen, what are you gonna do later? - l work.|- You've got to goof off, don't you? - Are you gonna work forever?|- lt feels like it. - What about after you finish up?|- l'm staying as long as we're busy. lt sounds like we'll be busy|until you leave. Where are you going|when you leave? Don't you know? - Man, we're just gonna go.|- Just trying to make conversation. On the weekends|we go out and have a ball. What do you do?|Do you go on a picnic? You are too square.|l'll have to straighten you out. You don't go any one special place.|You just go. After all week it builds up . . .|The idea is to have a ball. lf you're gonna stay cool, you've|got to wail, got to make some jive. - l know what you mean.|- That's all l'm saying. My father was going to take me|on a fishing trip to Canada once. - We didn't go.|- Crazy. Hey Pops,|give me one of those crazy beers. That was real cool. Fine old|playing. We've got to get this beer. Thank you, Pops. - Bop me, Dad.|- l bopped you, Dad. Pops, thumb me. - That's it. Thumb me.|- Give me some skin. Ooze it out. - Now elbow us.|- Pops, do you pick up on this jive? - This crazy music. Dig the rebop?|- What? - The rebop!|- He's a square. Don't you get this? You take the brew on the side . . . - How about a dance?|- You want to struggle? You're a daring one. Hey, can l help you? Hey, these are keen !|Johnny, get a load of this. - They're real bells.|- Crazy. - BRMC, what does it mean?|- Black Rebels Motorcycle Club. - What are you rebelling against?|- What have you got? Kathy, aren't they wonderful? l asked what BRMC means. He said,|''Black Rebels Motorcycle Club''. l asked|what he was rebelling against, - - and he said, ''What have you got?'' - Don't you like to dance?|- l don't dance well. There's a dance in Carbonville.|You want to go? Aren't you|Miss. . .taken about that? - Oh, my . . .|- Coffee, please. Two coffees, please. - You want to go?|- l can't. Besides, it's silly. - You just came from Carbonville.|- We'll just go back over there. Hey, you gentlemen|ordered some coffee. You ordered some coffee.|The young lady's waiting for you. - That's a good boy.|- What's with him? You won something, did you?|That's a nice souvenir to have. Out there,|you got me a little wrong. l've got a job to do,|but l'm not hard to get along with. lt's just a misunderstanding, but|it could develop into real trouble. lt can be decided, if folks|just sit down and talk it over. Dad . . . Would you like me|to fix you a steak sandwich? No. Why did you do that?|Why are you trying to be so rude? l don't like cops. Let's get out of here. - Did you get lined up with her?|- No, her father's that itchy cop. - Let's get out of this town.|- l'd like to get a cop's daughter. One beer,|and a sidecar for my friend. - Crazy got his clutch overhauled.|- How's the foot? Dig that hat, daddy-o. What are you doing tonight? Hey, the Rebels are here!|lt looks like Johnny's here. - Come on. Let's get out of here.|- Johnny, this joint's wide open. No, it's a drag.|Come on. Hi, sweetheart. What are|you doing in this miserable gully? l've been looking for you all over,|hoping you were dead. Chino's giving him the needle. You've been having yourself a time,|huh, Johnny? You do look pale.|Are you taking care of yourself? - Do you stay out too late at night?|- That's mine, Chino. Take it off. Don't do that. That's better, Johnny. l missed you. Ever since|the club split up, l missed you. We all missed you. Did you miss him?|All the Beetles missed you. Let's have a beer and l'll beat|the living Christmas out of you. For old times' sake. Don't take that away from Chino.|lt's so beautiful. Chino needs it.|lt makes him feel big and strong. Chino wants to be a racetrack hero.|All these girls . . . l didn't win it. But l stole it|off a guy that didn't win it either. You want one?|Go steal one someplace for yourself. Wait a minute. This is the main event.|Ladies and gentlemen . . . This lovely young lady shall hold|this object signifying nothing. Watch closely. See how the maiden|clutches the gold to her breast. And see how she fights back a tear|while her hero bleeds to death. Get up, you big hero. - What are they fighting about?|- They don't know themselves. Stop this. You have to get tough|with these hoodlums, or you're sunk. You are the cop. lf you can't boot|them out, we'll bust a few heads. - That won't help matters.|- Take it easy. Nothing but talk. l'll see|if everything is all right at home. Chino, come on. Don't let him|make a fool out of you. Go get him. Johnny, l love you. How about we go and have a . . . Shut up! Let's have a beer, Johnny.|Shut up, l said ! - Get out of the way.|- Shut up! - l want out of here.|- You're awful noisy. Get away. - What did he do?|- Tried to run Meatball over. Come on, up and over! Break it up.|Break it up. - He tried to run Meatball over.|- He ran his motorcycle into my car. Yeah? And then his cycle|crawled under your front wheel? - l want this man arrested.|- He wants me arrested? - He hit me.|- Hit me back, you coward. Quiet!|l'm gonna lock you both up. So we can all talk|without everybody yelling. Quiet! Whether l'll hold anybody depends|on how badly this boy is hurt. - Are you hurt, man?|- He don't feel a thing. - Let me talk to you.|- Break it up. Move along. - Do you know what you're doing?|- Of course. - Let's get these guys out of town.|- We have to make a living here. lf you arrest Charlie Thomas,|he'll never forgive you. - Come on.|- What about him? Frogface, we are being parted.|Our love is being nipped in the bud. What did this boy do|that frogface didn't do? Johnny, l want to talk to you.|l've given you a couple of chances. - l don't know what you're after.|- Let me tell you about Johnny. l'm in a spot here.|Do me a favour. You take your boys and go. - Can l go too?|- Yes. l made a deal with a cop once. Let me tell you about Johnny.|He don't like nobody on his back. We had the same club once, and|the Beetles got on his back a lot. - Then you won't do what l say?|- Save me. l'm going to the can. - l don't make no deal with no cop.|- Okay. Come on. Hey, Johnny,|tell my mom l'm in the can ! Don't let that cop|get away with this. And tell her to send me a case|of beer. Oh, the shame of it all ! - Let's give this joint the needle.|- Where's the chick who has my gold? She was standing right over there. - Hi, Johnny.|- Thank you. Hey, Johnny.|Don't you remember? Britches . . . The last weekend we went|scrambling. Before the club split up. - How have you been?|- l'm still swinging. l didn't know what happened to you.|lt's been a year l didn't see you. - l thought about you.|- l'll see you later, okay? Where's my gold?|l'm gonna blow this joint. Go someplace else and make trouble. - Why didn't he lock up frogface?|- He was afraid of making a mistake. He was afraid of losing his job. He's the town joke, and l'm stuck|with him. He shouldn't be a cop. He's a fake, like you. You've impressed everybody now,|big motorcycle racer. You should give that back. Say what? You're just a girl|who makes sandwiches. Your father's an important man,|and you tell me what to do? Nobody tells me what to do. You keep needling me and|l'm gonna take this joint apart. - Hey, beer.|- Johnny, are we leaving? Not just yet. - Johnny, let's go spring Chino.|- Let's get him out of there. We've got this town on the ropes. Dorothy,|get me the Sheriff's Office. l'll see if l can get through. Hey, look what's in here.|Hello, baby. - How does this work?|- Can l get my mother on there? - This is Dorothy. Help!|- Hello . . . Goodbye, Dorothy.|Take the day off, Dorothy. What is this? What are you doing?|Get off my lawn ! You've caused enough trouble. Hey, Chino!|Get up, Chino. - Let's open it up.|- l've got the key! - Look. No fingerprints.|- Hurry up. Hey, Chino.|Come on, get up. - Let him sleep it off.|- Do you want a wake-up call? Sleep well. He'll be surprised when he wakes up. - Let's go give that cop a bad time.|- l'll take his daughter. - Okay, l was smiling.|- Maybe she has a sister. Johnny, where are you going? Hello . . .|Hello, hello . . . - Don't they answer?|- Did you get them? The phone is dead.|Send somebody for the militia. Let me try.|Hello, operator . . . operator . . . Dorothy . . .|l guess you're right. - Go tell your dad l need him.|- You better go home and stay there. - Hi, Johnny. Where have you been?|- What do you want? Talk to me, Johnny.|Sing me a song. - Buy me a beer.|- You've got a beer. l want to know how you've been.|l'm really singing tonight. l'm on the Christmas tree. - You got a date?|- Yeah. Remember the night? The first time|l went scrambling with the Rebels. That was the first time l saw you.|l haven't seen you since. We really got ourselves|hung on the Christmas tree. Boy, was l green. l thought l was living it up. l had|a guy and we were really gonna go. We had a lot of yaks anyway,|didn't we? Say it.|Can't you say something? Please, Johnny.|l won't get on your back. l wouldn't do that. But we|had a lot of yaks anyway, didn't we? What do you want, flowers? - Where's that girl Kathy?|- The bar's closed. Everything is. - Hey, Johnny, can't you stop them?|- Where's Kathy? - l don't know. Can you stop this?|- l don't stop nothing. - They're wrecking my place.|- You're doing all right. - Are you all right, Charlie?|- Anybody bring a gun for me? - Wait a minute.|- Wait till somebody gets killed? - We've got to protect ourselves.|- Two wrongs never made a right. - lf you use guns . . .|- l'm gonna use it. You can either stay and talk with|Bill here, or you can come with me. Find him and meet us at the store. Let's get hold of this Johnny|before the others do. Hey, Crazy, let's go, go, go! That Mildred gives crazy permanents. - Let's dance.|- l've been tapped. Guys, look!|New talent. - Well . . .|- Let's get it! Please don't do this.|lt's too expensive. Let's dance, sweetie. - Hey! The chick!|- Johnny's girl ! Let's get her! Get on. Get up. l'm sorry, l can't fight back. l'm too tired. lt would be better.|Then you could hit me. You think you're too good for me. Anybody who thinks that,|l'll knock over sometime. l can hit you to show you how good|you are, and tomorrow l'll be gone. - Do you want to?|- l don't waste my time on squares. - l'll take you back and dump you.|- Johnny . . . lt's crazy.|You're afraid of me. l'm not afraid of you now.|You're afraid of me. l'm afraid of you? Are you cracked?|Come on, get on. l wanted to touch you.|l wanted to try, anyway. - Try what?|- l don't know. l wanted to make it like l thought|it would be . . . with somebody. The way l thought it might be. You're still fighting, aren't you?|You're always fighting. Why do you hate everybody? l've never ridden on a motorcycle|before. lt's fast. lt scared me. But l forgot everything.|lt felt good. ls that what you do? l'm gonna leave.|That's what you want, isn't it? You know what l used to think|about a lot after my mother died? That somebody would come here|and stop at Uncle Frank's place . . . . . . buy a cup of coffee.|He'd like me and take me with him. You were going to give me that|statue. Will you give it to me now? - Why?|- l don't know. l just wondered if you still|wanted to give it to me. lt's crazy. Where did you want|this guy to take you? Wherever he was going, l guess. l'm shaky.|l wish l was going someplace. l wish you were going someplace.|We could go together. - Johnny, Johnny!|- Hey . . . What's the matter? Chino, how did you get out? Let's have a beer, and l'll beat|the living Christmas out of you. - We're gonna get out of here.|- Storm the bastille! There he comes!|That's him ! Dad, they've got Johnny.|They're taking him . . . - Aren't you gonna do anything?|- There isn't anything to do. We have to help him. They took him|in a car, Mr Thomas and some men. He was trying to stop it.|He was going to leave. - How are things at Frank's?|- There was a fight. l came for you. - Uncle Frank is very upset.|- He got what he wanted. - Business before pleasure.|- They've gone crazy. Everybody. They've got Johnny.|They're going to beat him up. l tried to talk to him. - Don't you even care?|- What can I do? Nothing. But if you don't do|something, you're worse than them. They brought it on themselves. l|saw it coming, but what could l do? Charlie Thomas is a bully.|He was a bully in the third grade. Am l supposed to shoot somebody? - Charlie, let me talk to him.|- Stay out of this. Get away. - My father hit harder than that.|- Shut up. Hold on, there. - Get away from that boy. Get back.|- We've got a little job to do here. - This is my job.|- Not for long. We're pounding some respect for law|and authority into his thick skull. - That's not the way to do it.|- You've got a better way? Harry, you're too soft-hearted.|This is no time for kindness. - lt's as good a time as any.|- He won't try this again soon. l don't know what he's tried.|This boy's in my custody. He'll get his punishment|in the right way, and not from you. Now, now, Harry.|Take it easy. We're all old friends. - Let's be calm and talk it over.|- Let's talk this over, Harry. That's him ! What's going on? - Get him up.|- We'll really fix him for this. Finally killed a man, huh? What's the idea?|Let's go. How did this get started? We had this stopped|when he interfered. All right.|We'll find out what happened. Round up everybody on a motorcycle. - The old man is dead.|- That makes it manslaughter. We'll see.|Let's sort it out inside. 20 years is too good for him. l knew|he was the ringleader right away. l knew someone would get killed,|but nobody listened. You killed Jimmy with talk, as sure|as he killed him with a motorcycle. Okay. That's enough.|Now, stop it. That's all. Well, son, you've got yourself|some real important trouble. lt just shows you what a boy can do|if he'll work at it. Haven't you anything to say? l didn't kill nobody. Those guys|were after me and l just took off. Maybe something hit my cycle.|l don't know what happened. Then l went out. That's all. Well . . . Let's go. l located my daughter.|Do you want to talk to her? - No. Bring her in later.|- You better talk to her now. l've got a long drive home|before l can get this joker booked. - But she was with the boy.|- He knows . . . Shut up. All right. Come in, sit down.|That'll be all. - Kathy's my niece. l should stay.|- All right, but keep quiet. - Well?|- lt's crazy. l've got one fact. A man's dead,|and our boy here is stuck with it. - l don't think it was his fault.|- Do you know? No. You haven't fallen for this fellow,|have you? No.|No, l couldn't. Let's go. They beat him up.|l saw them. - l know he was leaving. He just . . .|- Yes, l know. Sheriff, listen . . . - Wait, please.|- She's upset. She didn't mean that. That boy deserves|everything he gets. - Art here saw her fighting him off.|- No, he's wrong. He helped me. - They were after me and . . .|- She tried to get away from him. Not from him.|l was just trying to get away. - Maybe we better tell him, Frank.|- Tell me what? Art and l were coming up the street.|We didn't see who threw it, - - but a tyre iron either hit the boy|or the motorcycle, and it went wild. - Who threw what?|- A tyre iron. lt's a . . . - The thing to take a tyre off.|- Yeah. lt landed at our feet. Why didn't you say so before? Sit down. John Strabler.|Do you have any friends, Johnny? You picked up a few around here|last night, strange as it seems. They got you off the hook|for a while. l don't get your act at all.|And l don't think you do, either. l don't think you know what you're|trying to do, or how to do it. l think you're stupid.|Real stupid and real lucky. Last night you scraped by,|just barely. But a man's dead on account of|something you let get started. l don't know if there is any good in|you, if there's anything in you, - - but l'm gonna take a big chance,|and let you go. There'll be a hearing on this tyre|iron business. You'd better show up. Put him on the road. ls that yours?|Go ahead. Don't you want to say anything|to these people? Don't you know when you're getting|a break? At least say thank you. lt's all right.|He doesn't know how. The fun is over. You're all down in my book,|and all the damage will be paid for. You've got ten minutes to clear out. Stick your nose back in this county,|and you'll never see daylight again. Coffee. English subtitles - l FT |
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