Rat Race Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Rat Race Script



            Well, I wake up in the mornin'

            Each and everyday

            And I sit down at the table and I hear my daddy say

            Life is nothin' It's a nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a slap in the face

            Life is nothin' It's a nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a fat rat race

            Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah

            Oh, yeah, yeah

            Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

            Every night I have a dream

            That you're takin' off your dress

            The only thing you're wearin' is a button on your chest

            And the button it says nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a slap in the face

            Life is nothin' It's a nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a fat rat race

            What is life

            A rat race, a rat race

            What is life

            A rat race, a rat race

            A rat race, a rat-rat race

            Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah

            Oh, yeah, yeah

            It's a jungle out there and I know I don't belong

            So all night long I just sing my stupid song

            Get a body out in the rat, in the race

            Get a body out in the rat

            To the sound of the storm comin' strictly from the B-A-H-A M-E-N

            Life ain't nothin' but a big rat race

            Life ain't nothin' but a big rat race

            Life is nothin' It's a nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a slap in the face

            Life is nothin' It's a nothin'

            Life is nothin' but a fat rat race

            Hi. I'm checking out.      .

            - Mr. Schaffer? - That's me.

            - I have your bill right here. - Great. Thank you.

            - How was your luck last night? - I don't-- I didn't gamble.

            I was here for a friend's bachelor party. I guess he's the gambler.

            What's this $   ?

            - Those are your in-room movies. - I didn't watch any movies.

            Okay, let's see. Afro Whores.

            Afro Whores?

            You watched it-- let's see--    times.

            Afro Whores,  :  . Afro Whores,  :  . Afro Whores,  :  .

            It says in the morning you watched The Grinch for ten minutes...

            and then switched back over to Afro Whores.

            I swear I didn't watch it. I was at a bachelor party.

            There were    people there. You can ask any of them.

            - Take that off my record. - This is not a record, sir.

            - It's a delete. - How many times did you watch it?

            None! I didn't watch it.

            Are you sure? "Sizzling, three-way, backdoor action...

            featuring two sexy soul sisters--"

            I don't need to know what it's about. I did not watch it.

            I didn't.

            Drove     and Chipper Jones struck out in that key situation.

            He's   for   lost three straight games.

            This month he has a one-game winning streak.

            Miss? Miss, can I have another one of these, please?

            Oh, sorry. I thought you were a woman.

            I am a woman.

            You know, you look kind of familiar.

            Yeah, you do.

            You know, I get that all the time.

            I guess I just have one of those faces.

            And now for our loser of the week. This week it's a no-brainer.

            Referee Owen Templeton made the biggest bonehead call...

            in the history of football.

            It happened last Sunday at Dallas with the score tied at   .

            They were headed towards overtime. Everything was cool.

            They were about to toss the coin to see who would kick off.

            - Dallas, call it in the air. - Tails.

            - That's heads. - That was tails.

            - No. It's-- - That was tails.

            No-- Wait! Hang on! It's-- Now, what did I say?

            - Tails! - It's tails.

            - It's heads. - What are you doin'?

            You saw--

            Okay, little brother, just be cool.

            Just be cool.

            Okay, this is it. See that glass?

            Walk across the lobby, slip on the glass, let gravity do the rest.

            I might "eak" my neck.

            True. You could break your neck. It's a risk I'm willing to take.

            Why don't "oo" do it?

            Because, Einstein, one of us needs to be the victim...

            and one of us needs to be the witness.

            I'm your own brother. I don't know what you're sayin'.

            How's your tongue? Let me see it.

            How's it look?

             It looks good. It looks much better.

              Okay, here we go.

              We're on Candid Camera, so make it look good.

              Excuse me. I'm a lawyer. Gloria Allred.

              - What the hell happened here? - She slipped on that glass.

              Those arrogant jerks. They're gonna pay for this through the nose.

              How's your neck? I've never seen such negligence.

              This is going to be huge.

              She's an angel.

              What a cute little face. Would you look at those cheeks?

              - She's absolutely beautiful. - She has your eyes.

              It's the only picture I have of her.

              It's all worn out 'cause I'm always looking at it.

              - You haven't seen her for    years? - Not till today.

              -She just called you out of the blue? -No, I found her.

              I hired a detective. I spent all my money. Now we're going to meet.

              - You think she'll recognize me? - Of course she will, won't she?

              - Yeah. - She will.

              Vera Baker.

              My baby--

              Excuse me. I have to take this.

              This is Merrill.

              No! That's unacceptable!

              If we don't ship by Tuesday, we won't be in the stores by Mother's Day.

              That's unacceptable, so don't give me any excuses, and do it!

              Do it! Just shut up and get it done!

              Oh, honey, you broke your phone.

              It's okay. I carry extras.

              - Why don't we sit down? - Yes.

              You probably have a thousand questions for me.

              I was young. I didn't tell anybody I was pregnant.

              And I felt I could handle it at the time.

              Hi. Do you think you gals could...

              pull yourselves together and bring us a drink?

              - Yeah. - Sure.

              Sure. What would you like?


              They both want a mimosa.

              So, you sell cosmetics?

              Yeah. I have my own company.

              And we're going public.

              And you're not married?

              - Lucianne said you wouldn't. - Who?

              She's my psychic. She's the one who told me to come look for you.

              She said you needed me.

              - She did? - She said you were lonely...

              and you were worried about money and you had trouble sleeping.

              Who the hell isn't?

              See? I told you we didn't need a bellman.

              Yeah, well, congratulations, Randy. You avoided another tip.

              Those nickels and dimes add up, my dear.

              - I call this bed! - Hey, no fair.

              - You got to pick last night. - Go to hell, Jason.

              - Make me. - Hey, language, please.

              - Bev, his and her bathrobes. - Yes.

              - Look at that view. - Yeah.

              - Nice view. - Okay, honey. Why don't you unpack?

              - Okay. - I'm just gonna go look around.

              Wait, wait, wait. You're not going to the casino?

              No, no, of course not.

              I just drove from the Grand Canyon. Gotta stretch my legs.

              You swore to me on your mother's eyes we are here to see David Copperfield.

              - No gambling. - I'm just lookin' around.

              In fact, I'm gonna go to the gift shop.

              I can jump farther than you.

              - I can jump farther. - No way. Watch.

              That's gotta hurt. Honey, kids need ya.

              - Hey, Nick. Nicky! - Hey.

              - You're not leaving? - I'm in court on Tuesday.

              - No, you're not. - I work for people who are.

              You pussy. You can't leave. It's still goin' on up there.

              Richie, I have to. I've had two hours sleep.

              Steve Cunningham just got another stripper. You got to see this one.

              - She's incredible. - I got to get back.

              No, you don't, Nick. I know you. You're scared.

              You're scared it's gonna get out of control up there.

              Someday you'll be up for attorney general and it'll haunt you.

              - I'm not having this conversation. - You didn't even gamble.

              Not one quarter. That's no way to live.

              In fact, that ain't even livin'. It's hiding.

              - I'm not hiding from anything. - Oh, no?

              Okay, then prove it.

              Do something, anything. Break one rule.

              Here. Look. Nick, a paper. Come on. Take it.

              Take it. Come on, Nick. Take it.

              I have a plane to catch, okay?

              I'll see you in Chicago.

              Oh, look, I won! I won!

              Look at the money comin' down.

              Look. Look, look, look. What's-- What's--

              "You're a winner. See guest services."

              What? A dollar?

              Come on, baby. Come on!

              Come on.

              We won!

              - We won one. - What is this? This isn't money.

              That's the prize? A free buffet?

              Actually, it's not a buffet.

              It's a special reception at   :   in the penthouse conference room.

              "Where a spectacular...

              once-in-a-lifetime opportunity awaits you."

              That's all I know.

              - What do you think? - I think it's some kind of scam.

              Good! A scam! We'll do it.

              - I'll need to see some I.D. - Okay.

              There. I gambled.

              Family vacation? These are the moments you got to savor, right?

              - They'll never come around again. - Exactly.

              Excuse me. Do you know what's going on?

              Free grub. That's what's going on.

              This room is fabulous.

              - Does anybody know why we're here? - Beats me.

              Oh, my God.

              You should sue somebody.

              I did it myself.

              - What? - He did it himself from a kit.

              I knew I recognized you. You're the referee-- the bonehead.

              That's just the media blowing it out of proportion.

              My hairdresser's husband lost $    because of you.

              - Everybody thinks we flip quarters. - Can I have a picture with you?

              It's really a commemorative coin. Look.

              - Smile. - Please. You--

              Am I too late? Look. I won a coin.

              A gold coin. Isn't this wonderful?

              Look at this room.

              What a beautiful room. Have you seen this room?

              Yes! We're in it.

              I am Enrico Pollini.

              Now, I know what you are thinking. Enrico is a girl's name.

              - No, I wasn't. - No pun intended.

              - What pun is that? - Food. Look at all this food.

              What a beautiful party. Little cockdoggies.

              They're called cocktail wienies.

              Wienies. I'm so sorry. My English is not so good.

              But I'm learning.

              That's it. Vera. We're outta here.

              -I want to say good-bye. Bye, y'all. -Excuse me.

              Thank you all for coming. I'm Donald Sinclair. I own this hotel.

              We don't have much time.

              There's a meteor the size of North Carolina heading straight for Earth.

              The impact is going to kill every thing and everyone on this planet.

              I built a bunker in the basement strong enough to withstand the blast.

              There's room for eight people. I have chosen the seven of you, plus me.

              When this is over, we will repopulate and re-civilize the planet.

              I couldn't resist! I'm sorry.

              A joke. He made a joke.

              Do sit down, please. Merrill, you and your mother can sit over here.

              - How do you know she's my mother? - Alas, there are no secrets anymore.

              Actually, that's not quite true. There is one secret, one last secret.

              It involves all of you.

              - I'm getting goose pimples. - Hey--

              Ah, Mr. Schaffer!

              Curiosity got the better of you, eh? Come and sit down.

              - I'm fine. Thanks. - You haven't missed anything.

              We were just cutting to the chase.

              Cutting to the chase.

              Well, you'll laugh later.

              Now, as you know, the odds against winning a jackpot downstairs...

              or hitting the state lottery are astronomical-- millions to one.

              A serious person doesn't even bother, but today...

              you have the chance of playing a game...

              where the odds of winning are one in six.

              One in six.

              It's one throw...

              of the dice.

              This is my attorney, Mr. Grisham...

              who tragically was born without a personality.

              Mr. Grisham insists anyone who wishes to participate in our experiment...

              sign this waiver, absolving the casino from responsibility or damages...

              personal liability, blah, blah, blah.

              So, who do you like, Claude?

              The young woman in the black coat. She looks desperate.

              Yes, but she has her mother with her.

              - That could slow her down, hmm? - Perhaps.

              Now,     miles from here...

              is a little town called Silver City, New Mexico.

              - Gold rush. - Quite right, Nick.

              Yes, they struck gold there in     .

              It was the second largest gold rush in American history.

              Very good, Nick. I think Nick should be our captain.

              In downtown Silver City, there's a train station.

              As you go in the front door, there's some lockers on the right.

              Mr. Grisham, do you have the keys?

              Six identical keys.

              They all open the same locker.

              That's locker    .

              Inside the locker is a red duffel bag. Inside the red duffel bag...

              is $  million.

              In cash, fifties and hundreds, makes a pile about so big.

              First one there keeps it all.

              I put transmitting devices in your key rings to keep track of you.

              And that's it.


              You just can't pick people at random.

              I can do anything I like, Owen. I'm eccentric.


              Wait, wait. So, it's like a race?

              A race. It's a race.

              I hope I win.

              What are the rules?

              There's only one rule. Are you ready? Here it is.

              There are no rules.



              So now when you say, "Go," you mean just go?

              Begin, commence, start moving.

              Theoretically, you have been racing for about    seconds.

              So far, Mr. Schaffer is winning...

              because he's nearest to the door.

              You're crazy!

              A race! A race! You have to pace yourself.

              Carbohydrate is important. Pasta is good.

              Breathing is important.

              Scusi. One--

              It's some sort of joke. It has to be.

              What kind of jackass just gives away $  million?

              Maybe it's a publicity stunt.

              What kind of publicity? He swore us all to secrecy.

              -Maybe it's a secret publicity stunt. -A secret publicity stunt?


              I don't know what his angle is, but there's always an angle.

              Donald Sinclair-- People like him make millions of dollars...

              playing people like us for chumps.

              - I'm nobody's chump. - So you don't believe--

                :   nonstop to Chicago. I'm gonna be on it.

              You know what? He's right.

              I'm not cuttin' short my first family vacation...

              in three years to go on some half-assed wild goose chase.

              Okay, so, you're not goin' for it?

              I don't think so.

              - Not me, no. - No. Great.

              - I guess that's that, huh? - Right.

              It was nice meetin' y'all. I'm gonna take the stairs.

              My room's just two floors down, so nice meetin' ya.

              Hey, have a nice vacation.

              You know, it's probably stuck.

              I think I'm gonna take the stairs too.


              - Go, go, go, go! - Come on, Vera!

              Watch out!

              Comin' through!

              Hold the door, please.

              Take your time. No rush.

              - Get up! - Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

              If we're all gonna go for it, why don't we go for it together?

              You know, split the money   -  .

              - Fifty-fifty? - You know what I mean. Whatever.

              Yes, yes, that's a good plan.

              It's a race. It's a race.

              I'm winning. I'm winning.

              And they're off!

              No one-- No one is offering you action like this.

              A horse race with animals that can think and plan...

              and lie and cheat and play dirty.

              It's the gambling experience of a lifetime.

              It's my way of saying I understand men like you.

              I know what you want. I know what you need.

              This casino-- my casino-- is where you belong.

              - I got it! - Excuse me!

              - To the airport. - You got it.

              We're out the door. I don't see you. Where are you?

              - I forgot to tip the maid. - Forget the maid. There he is!

              - Come on! Let's go! - Okay, okay.

              Bev, this is a real job! I swear!

              What is it?

              The job? What's the job?

              Ink for fountain pens.

              - And they're in New Mexico? - Silver City, New Mexico.

              I love New Mexico. Honey, we'll go with you.

              - No! - Why not?

              Because we've already paid for the room. Now look who's wasting money.

              This was your idea to stop here.

              I don't care about David Copperfield. We're on vacation. We'll go with you.

              - But you don't understand-- - We will go with you!

              - Fine. - Yes!

              Fine. Fine. Here. Call the bellman. Have him bring the van around.

              - You happy? You happy? - Okay.

              Scusi. Scusi. I'm in a race. Scusi.

              Scusi. It's a race.

              - What is he doing? - I think he's sleeping.

              - Sleeping? - He must be narcoleptic.

              It's a rare sleeping disorder.

              - But I bet on him! - So did I. Two million dollars.

              I'm sorry, gentlemen. All the bets are locked in.

              Sleeping! Sleeping!

              - Look out! - Don't tell me how to drive!

              It's only yellow. It's only yellow. Run it!

              - Where's my video game? - Seat belts, everyone.

              - Honey, what is the rush? - It's the opportunity of a lifetime.

              You're not just a travel agent, Roger. You're an angel.

              There's one charter plane available in Las Vegas.

              We just bagged it.

              - Back to pass. - Get rid of it.

              - Looks to his left. - Get rid of it. Throw the ball!

              That's why you're not gonna get drafted!

              You'll be lucky to play arena football in Barcelona!

              - You like football? - Sure.

              Did you happen to catch that Dallas game last week?

              It was an obscenity. It was a crime against football.

              I lost    grand on that game! And they would have won!

              Now I gotta work two shifts because of that idiot!

              Stevie Wonder could have done a better job calling that game.

              Where the hell's the airport?

              One flip of the coin and the franchise goes straight down the crapper.

              - That'll be   .   buddy. - Keep the change.

              Thanks a lot. You have a nice flight. Yeah!

              You know who that was?

              That was the ref. The guy from the game? The coin toss!

              Oh, my God! You're right! That was him!

              I had him in the cab, and I let him go!

              - Where are we going? - We gotta go. Come on. Just go.

              - Go, go, go, go, go. - Chumps.

              Excuse me. Hi.

              - I'm not a creep or anything. - I don't have any quarters.

              I never do this, but I'm reading the same book you are.

              Look. See? Lindbergh.

              It's fantastic, isn't it?

              - What part are you on? - He just had a sex change.

              Who did? Lindbergh?

              - Sex change? - Yeah.

              That's funny.

              - I thought so. - That's funny.

              I wouldn't be too proud of yourself though.

              I'm the most gullible guy in Chicago.

              Can I buy you a drink?

              I can't. I'm flying.

              - So, it'll relax you. - I mean, I'm flying. I'm a pilot.

              Pilot? Are there a lot of female pilots?

              There's at least one.

              When I walk away, I'm gonna think of something great to say to that.

              Good. Mail it to me.

              Flight     to Albuquerque, New Mexico.

              - Gate   . You better hurry. - Four tickets to Albuquerque.

              -Near the front of the plane. Please. -All right.

              Come on!

              This is so exciting. I've never been on a private plane before.

              This is bigger than my condo.

              - Gentlemen, what's our ETA? - One hour and ten minutes.

              If you can do it in less than an hour, I'll buy you both dinner.

              You're on--

              - Watch it. Move. Excuse me. Move. - Move! Move! Move!

              - Who was next? - I was!

              - I was! - I was!

              - What? You were not next! - Are you callin' me a liar?

              Yeah, as a matter of fact, I am. We've been in line over    minutes.

              - Is that the correct time? - Hey! Whoa!

              Yes, it is.

              - Who's next? - They were, right there.

              Two tickets to Albuquerque.

              I'm sorry. We're completely booked. There's nothing.

              There's a  :   but you have to switch in Dallas.

              What do you mean that's it? I'm not givin' up and neither are you.

              And neither am I! I'll tell you something, brother.

              If we're not flyin' outta here, no one is flyin' outta here.

              That can't be good.



              Blaine! Blaine!

              Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!


              I can't!

              What are you doin'? I don't know where to go!

              - Move! - Trying to kill me?

              Duane, stop the car! Stop the car!

              Whoa, girl! Jesus!

              Freeze everything, every flight. Get me Central Operations.

              Attention all passengers.

              Due to a technical problem with our radar tracking system...

              all flights are postponed until further notice.

              We apologize for any inconvenience.

              We gotta go.

              - Hurry up! - The bags?

              Forget the bags! Let's go!

              Comin' through!

              - This is your license? - Yes, it is.

              - Where was it issued? - In Guam.

              Just head east, and I'm in a hurry.

              Hello again. East it is.

              We have a midsized Caprice.

              - What color is it? - We don't care about color.

              Just give us whatever car is parked closest to the door.

              Ask about insurance.

              Would you be interested in purchasing liability insurance?

              - How much is it? - It doesn't matter. We'll take it.

              Just hurry.

              Hit enter. Now shift.

              Shift key. Right there. Yeah.

              Hey, watch it!

              Bus! White people!


              Okay, I've got one.

              - What? - A great comeback.

              I said, "Are there a lot of female pilots?"

              And you said, "There's at least one."

              I should have said, "Two if you count Lindbergh."

              'Cause you said he had a sex change.

              It's a work in progress.

              - I'm Nick Schaffer. - Tracy Faucet.

              So I guess you can have that drink now.

              I told you I'm flying. I'm leaving for Roswell in five minutes.

              Didn't you hear? Everybody's grounded.

              That's for fixed wing. I'm in a chopper. We use a different system.

              Roswell, New Mexico?

              - You're flying to New Mexico? - We've been flying down all week.

              They're repainting the whole fleet.

              You can fly. Nobody else can fly.

              But you can fly.

              - And you're flying to New Mexico. - Yeah.

              - But nobody else can fly. - Yeah.

              Do you need a ride?

              Come on!

              - Coconut. - Coconut! Who had coconut?

              I did.


              That's the kind of car that I'm gettin'.

              - Yeah? Don't count on it. - Why not?

              Because the Volkswagen Beetle was used by the Nazis.

              I would not be comfortable driving around in one.

              - So, don't drive it. I will. - Dad, I have to go.

              - No, you don't. - Yes, I do. I really do.

              - We just stopped! - The bathroom was too gross.

              - Well, can't you hold it in? - I can't! It's an emergency.

              Honey, there's a restaurant.

              That's three miles down and then back. We lose ten minutes.

              So what? Your daughter has to go to the bathroom.

              - Please stop, Dad. - All right.

              Jason, look back there for an empty jar.

              A jar? Girls don't pee in jars.

              All right, sorry.

              Jason, we're gonna need a jar and a funnel.

              Dad, I don't have to pee. It's number two!

              - Sorry, I can't stop. - Dad, I'm prairie-dogging it.

              What does that mean?

              Like when a prairie dog sticks his head in and out of the ground.

              I do not want to picture that.

              Yes, sir, Silver City it is.

              - Buddy. - It's about     miles.

              - You don't mind, do ya? - Oh, no. No, no, I don't mind.

              A job's just another job for me.

              About how much you think that's gonna cost?

              I wouldn't worry about it. Tell you what.

              You just pay me whatever you think is fair...

              'cause I trust your judgment.

              I hate you. I hate you!

              Nobody look. I'm gonna turn on the radio, so nobody can hear you.

              I'll never forgive you. I hate you.

              Nobody can hear you, honey. Push away.

              I'm gonna drop you off there. There's a parking lot near the hospital.

              - Great. Great. - So what's wrong with her?

              -Who? -Your sister. You said it's serious.

              Yeah. Shark bite.

              - A shark bite? - Yeah.

              They took her to Silver City?

              They have a really good shark attack unit there.

              How fast was I going?

              - Where are we? - It's a shortcut I know.

              -Maybe we should stick to the highway. -There's a thought.

              You say stick to the highway. I say we should take my shortcut.

              - Why don't we just flip a coin? - It's not what you think.

              - Come on, you blind son of a bitch! - Wait! Stop it!

              Give me that goddamn whistle! I'm gonna shove it up your ass!

              Come back here!


              I'll kill him.

              - Squirrel? - No, thank you.

              We're looking for the interstate.

              I get that a lot 'cause of the detour.

              Now they've lost their way.

              Now they can't go home. You sure you don't want one?

              We're sure. Thank you.

              They make crackerjack pets. I taught this one to shake hands.

              He's not for sale though. Who wants to go home with the nice ladies?

              "Pick me. Pick me. Don't be afraid. I don't bite.

              - What's your name, pretty lady?" - Vera.

              Ma'am, really. We're not interested.

              Well, I'm not talkin' to you, am I? I'm talkin' to Vera.

              What about Bucky here? He loves to climb trees and eat nuts.

              Ma'am, we do not want a squirrel.

              Do you or do you not know where the interstate is?

              Of course I do. I'm not retarded. "Tell 'em about the shortcut."

              Thank you, Bucky.

              I almost forgot. There's a dandy shortcut.

              It'll bring you right to exit   . It'll save you    miles.

              Now listen carefully.

              You want to go straight down here exactly  .  miles.

              -  . . - Make a left at Totem Pole Ranch.

              Go  .  miles and you're gonna go up a big hill.

              You'll see a big yellow sign with some graffiti on it.

              Take the dirt road on the right. It'll take you to the interstate.

              - Thank you. - Thank you.

              Wait a minute. Take some nuts with you...

              just in case you see a squirrel, okay?

              "Bye. Bye. You could have bought me."

              You'll make it. You'll make it.

              Where am I?

              Wow! A Barbie Museum! Can we stop?

              Sorry, Kimmy. We have a plan, and we're gonna stick to the plan.

              Please, Daddy. Please, please, please, please, please.

              - Hey, hey! - It's not fair.

              We never get to stop anywhere I want to.

              I'm sure Jason doesn't want to go to the Barbie Museum.

              You kiddin'? I'll stop anywhere. I'm wiggin' out back here.

              You need to pull over and stop to give the kids a break.

              Yeah, okay, maybe on the way back.

              - Stop the car. - I can't do that.

              - We all need to stop the car. - No can do.

              - You need to stop the car. - No!

              Stop the car!

              Okay, fine, but    minutes.

              Wow! The Barbie Museum.

              Klaus Barbie...

              sometimes known as the Butcher of Lyons.

              Let the Jew revisionists talk about their death camps...

              and so-called crimes against humanity.

              This museum is lovingly dedicated to the Klaus Barbie that nobody knows.

              The husband, the devoted father, the wine connoisseur...

              and three-time ballroom dancing champion.

              Hey, hey, there's that guy, the "udgy" one.

              Barbie joined the SS in     ...

              where he soon became one of the Fuhrer's favorite young officers.

              Can we go?

              Here we see him standing beside Hitler's touring car...

              the very same car on display outside in our courtyard.

              You're leaving?


              No-- Yes. Well, we have a  :   book burning, and then we have a--

              - A christening. - Yes, a christening...

              for one of our many white, Christian, non-Jewish friends--

              -Family. Blood relatives. -The Himmler Hessin Von Sturichberg--

              - Thank you so much. - Yes, love your do.

              Thank you. It's beautiful. We had a great time.

              Wow! A gift shop.

              Yes, I know, honey. Next time. I promise. I really do.

              Just go. Just go.

              - Oh, my God! We've been cut! - What do we do now?

              I say we take the interstate.

              No, "ake" Highway "well." That's a shortcut.

              You don't know what the shortcut is. It could be a dirt road.

              You know what? There are "oo" of us. Why don't we separate?

              - What? - There's "oo" of us.

              "Amy" we should "ust" separate.

              You're right. You're a genius. There's two of us.

              If we separate and you steal a car, we can both go our own way...

              and double our chances of gettin' there first.

              All right. You take the--

              We only got one "ee."

              Look, there it is. Totem Pole Ranch, turn left.

               .  miles exactly. All right, squirrel lady.

              I can't believe it, Dad. You stole Adolf Hitler's Mercedes-Benz.

              Hitler had it comin'. What goes around comes around.

              They're gonna be pissed.

              They're always pissed. They're Nazis. It's like it's their job.

              When we get to Silver City, we'll call 'em. We'll work somethin' out.


              A little detour. It'll just take a minute.

              I just wanted to say hi to my boyfriend.

              I can't believe it. That-- That son of a bitch!

              That's Charlene's car.

              -Charlene? -His ex-girlfriend, or so I thought.

              Come on now. I'm sure there's a perfectly innocent explanation.

              She probably came by just to pick up some clothes or--

              Nice and warm.

              What the--

              Get down!

              Did I come at a bad time, asshole?

              I'll ram this helicopter right down your throat!

              What are you doing?

              Don't worry. My father's a navy pilot. I've been flying since I was   .

              I'm not worried about you. I'm worried about me.

              Shawn, you have a minute? I want to talk about our relationship.

              Suck on that, creep!

              - That's-- - Not the truck!

              Oh, my God!

              Come on. Help me. Open it.

              I'm not comfortable--

              - Open it! - Okay.

              She's gonna kill me.

              - We should get outta here. - Not yet!

              You two-timing, backstabbing snake!

              You worm! You turd!

              My God! What was I thinking? I want my five months back!

              I'm getting the tattoo removed!

              Stop hitting me!

              Where are you goin', baby? Wait for me!

              - I think we just killed him. - You can't! He's like a cockroach.

              Fix the--

              Should we be this low?

              Come on. Come on. Let's keep goin'. Come on.

              We just violated about     federal laws.

              - "We"? - I'm getting out of here. Coming?

              I know things look bad--

              Nice meeting you.

              Get out of the truck, Shawn.

              That's it, Tracy. You and I are through.


              Wait. This is the first illegal thing I've done in my adult life.

              How does it feel?

              I'm shaking, but that could be from the helicopter crash.

              - Get out of my truck, Tracy! - It's my truck! I paid for it!

              - Who is this? - Nobody.

              - You are nobody. - Nobody.

              You stay away from her, nobody, unless you're tired of livin'.

              While you're here, do me a favor. Charlene left a bra in the truck.

              Could you make sure she gets it? Thanks, honey.


              - So where's the driver? - He's in the powder room.

              Hell's bells. We're never gonna get to Santa Fe by  :  .

              - This is ridiculous. - Ridiculous.

              I really wish he'd hurry. It just seems very unprofessional.

              Mister, you gotta help me. My wife--

              She's out back. She's having a baby.

              - She's having a what? - A baby!

              - She's having a baby? - And it's halfway out!

              I can see the head!

              - I need your jacket. - Why?

              For her amniotic sac!

              - Her amniotic fluid is gushing out. - Gushing?

              The jacket! The jacket! Give me the jacket!

              - And your pants. - My pants?

              Your pants! Yeah, for her, you know, her "placentia"...

              you know, and her labia and cervical--

              Mucus gushing-- It's gushing.

              It's just a hole and--

              Quick! The pants. And the hat.

              Why? Why my hat?

              For her...


              Let's go, ladies. All aboard. We're on our way.

              - What happened to Marty? - His wife's having a baby.

              -A baby? -I'm Owen, your new driver. Let's go.

              Quiet. Quiet, everybody.

              Simmer down. Hey!

              We're gonna be under way in just a minute. This is Owen.

              He's our new driver.

              Everyone say hello.

              Hello, Owen!

              Our next stop is the third annual...

              I Love Lucy convention in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

              - What do ya say? - Ba-ba-loo!

              Ohh! Ohh !

              - Is he dead? - Hey, mister, are you dead?

              It's a race. It's a race. It's a race.

              Run, run, like greased lightning.

              Taxi! Taxi! Taxi!

              Not good. Not good.

              Don't move! Stay there. I saw the whole thing.

              I'll be right down.

              Shit! Gloria Allred.

              Hey, buddy? Buddy, you okay? You okay?

              You're fine! You look great.

              - You want to report this? - Taxi!

              You don't need a taxi. Come on!

              Where you goin'? Maybe I can drop you off.

              Silver City, New Mexico. I am in a race.

              Silver City? This is your lucky day!

              I'm going to El Paso. It's right on the way.

              Come on. But, look, I got to be there by  :   tonight.

              - So I'm going to be driving fast. - Great.


              You just want one copy, 'cause you get an extra one for half price?

              Just one and hurry.

              This is the best idea you ever had.

              We split up. We take two keys. We double our chances of winning.

              It can't fail.

              - You remember where we're goin'? - Silver City, New Mexico.

              Right. Train station, locker    .

              "Ero, ero," one.

              Rule number one: discretion. Don't talk to anybody.

              - I won't. I "romise." - I'm serious.

              We're talking about $  million in cash.

              People would just kill us to get their hands on that key.

              I love you.

              All right, little brother, you steal a car.

              I'm gonna try to steal that Corvette right there.

              I don't care what you get as long as it's fast.

              I'll meet you in Silver City. Don't forget your key.

              That "other-ucking" bastard!

              I'll kill 'im! I'm gonna--

              There he is!

              Go! Go!

              Okay, we're at  .  miles.

              There's the yellow sign with the graffiti.

              - Turn right. - I see it.

              - Do you see it? - I see it.

              I just love this. This is like a treasure hunt.

              - Slow down! - I can't!


              I guess my favorite episode, if l had to pick one, would be episode   .

              Ladies, Lucys, Lucys, stay behind the line, please.

              Remember that one when Ricky wouldn't take his hat off?

              I don't remember that one. It sounds like a masterpiece.

              How about the one where she got caught in the freezer?

              Ma'am? Lucy! You have to put that out, please.

              Lucy, your hair!

              Thank you. I couldn't decide whether to keep it up or try something new.

              It's on fire!

              - Stop the bus! - We're not stoppin'!

              Just put it out! Just put it out!


              The bathroom!

              Two million dollars. Two million dollars. Two million dollars.

              The Donald Sinclair, the billionaire?

              It sounds crazy, I know, but I think it's on the level.

              Here's the thing. We have to decide yes or no right now.

              If everybody else had to drive, we have a three-hour head start.

              - So you're proposing? - A corporation-- Faucet and Schaffer.

              If we win, we split everything   -  . You can even hold the key.

              What do ya think?

              I don't know what to think. I'm in shock.

              Three hours ago I was in the airport. I had a job. I was reading a book.

              My grandfather used to say, "Good things take time.

              Great things happen all at once."

              - Jason, where'd you get that? - I found it under the seat.

              - Give it to me. You can't play that. - Why not?

              Because it's Hitler's harmonica. You can't play Hitler's harmonica.

              - You're driving his car. - I'm not touching it with my mouth.

              I'm not sucking on the dashboard. I'm not gettin' his germs.

              Dad, look what I found.

              - Where'd you get those? - The floor. Look, I'm Mrs. Hitler.

              All right, take those off right now.

              Hey, look at this. A lipstick. It's dark.

              That Eva Braun had style, didn't she?

              - She was Hitler's girlfriend. - Give us a kiss.

              Bev, it's not funny. Give me that.

              - Honey! - I got it all over my hand.



              - Chain, chain, chain - R-E-S-P-E-C- T

              - Chain, chain, chain - find out what it means to me

              Respect Just a little bit

              - Just a little bit - Chain, chain, chain--


              Look at us go. We are zooming.

              I told you. We're haulin' ass.

              We're haulin' ass. All righty.

              - Guess what I got back there. - You just told me.

              Ass. We're haulin' ass.

              No, no, no. That's just an expression.

              It's a heart.

              - A heart? - A human heart.

              Some lucky bastard in El Paso's waiting for it.

              Normally, they put it on a plane, but the airport's all closed down.

              - You wanna see it? - See what?

              Are we allowed?

              Just take a peek. One peek. What could happen?

              It's a heart. It needs fresh air.

              It's been locked up in that cooler for seven hours.

              - Oopsy-daisy. I get it. I get it. - Shit! Oh, please!

              - Don't step on it! - I think I found it.

              No, that's a caramel apple.

              This is wrong. This is so wrong.

              God is gonna smote us. We're gonna get smote.

              Come on. We're siphoning gas. It's not a smoting offense.


              Shouldn't be turning me on, should it?

              - Hey! - Hi.

              - What are you doing? - Seventeen cups of coffee.

              I guess--

              I guess that's it.

              I guess not. How do you turn this thing off?

              Son of a bitch!

              - Man! Damn it! - Keep going. Go! Go!

              He's stopping.

              'Cause he knows, don't mess with us.

              We gotta wait. There's too much wind.

              - Guys, I need this balloon. - Hey, what are you doing?

              Hey, man, what--

              - Hey, hey! - I know what I'm doing!

              I'm coming to get you! Get back here!

              I'll get him. I'm gonna get you, stupid hardware guy!

              - Go! Go! - Stand up. Grab the rope.

              I'm gonna get you! Stand up. Ready? Grab it.

              Missed it.

              - Duane! Duane, stop the car! - Hang on, buddy.

              Duane, please stop.

              I got it! I got it! Just hang on.

              - Stop it! Blaine! - My God! You're gonna kill me!

              The cows!


              Watch out!


              Oh, God!


              - Give me my key. - What are you talking about?

              Give me back my key. The key!

              Give me the key.

              Blaine! Blaine! It's me.

              I got the key.

              How's it going, Captain?

              So far, so good.

              - How about a pit stop? - Sorry. This is a one-way flight.

              There's a bathroom in the back.

              The latch is broken. Anybody could just come in.

              So what? You ain't got nothing the other Lucys haven't seen already.

              Not necessarily.

              Please, would you stop screaming?


              Help me!

              For God's sake, help me!

              Oh, shit.

              Owen! Owen, what are you doing?

              It's a flat tire. Please, stay on the bus.

              - Well, you're turning it the wrong way. - I know what I'm doing.

              - Please, get on the bus. Wait! - Maybe we should check the oil.

              I think you're supposed to change the air in the tires every       miles.

              - I can fix it. - Give me that!

              Wait! That's the spare!

              We'll still catch it.

              Turn it around. Just turn it around.

              Please be careful. Wait, wait, wait. What is that?

              - It's a nickel. - Would you please put it in the bag?

              Why don't you check over there? Maybe it bounced.

              - I'm a dead man. - Don't worry. We will find the heart.

              I have lost my heart many times before.

              I make a joke...

              to help you forget how screwed you are.

              I don't think it got this far. Let's check down by the road.

              Oh, hello. A doggy.

              Hello. Hello. Hello there.

              Isn't he a good doggy?

              Come on. Come on. Fetch. Fetch it.

               Look at him go.

                - Here, boy! - Doggy!

                Good boy!

                - It really is a beautiful car. - Yeah.

                - Look at this mahogany. - Gorgeous.

                You just don't see that anymore, you know?

                - I wonder what this is. - Careful. That's a cigarette lighter.

                - No, I don't think they had those then. - Yes, they did.

                Oh, honey! Did you burn yourself?

                - Yeah. Oh, God! - Oh, I told you.


                My husband, he burned his finger, ma'am.

                - He was pulling, then he was waving-- - Bev, Bev, not helping.

                - Hi. - Hi.

                I really like your dike. Bike.

                It's nice.

                Cut 'em off! Get in front!

                - Hey! What are you, nuts? - Get down!

                Kids, stay down! This thing won't go any faster!

                Stop it! The headlights! The headlight!

                - Oh, my God! - Are you insane? This is Hitler's car!

                Honey, go ask them for help. Tell them everything that happened.

                And ask them to call the police.

                And a tow truck.

                - Hello. - Hello.

                - Are you Harold? - Yes.

                I'm Vicky.

                Are you gonna invite me in, Harry?

                Or would you rather party out here in the hallway?

                Please. Come in.

                Not too shabby.

                - Where are you from, Harry? - From here.

                - Las Vegas. - A local boy makes good.

                So, Harry, what can I do for you?

                Okay. Here's what I want.

                First we both get naked.

                - So far, so good. - Only we're wearing sailor hats.

                And then...

                we get into a Jacuzzi...

                filled with Pepto-Bismol.


                I clip your toenails...

                and you shave my buttocks.

                Pardon me?

                Okay, naked, Jacuzzi, Pepto-Bismol...

                toenails, shave my buttocks.

                How much would that cost?

                Geez, honey, you have quite an imagination.

                How much would it cost?

                Well, let's see.

                A party like that--

                three thousand dollars.

                Okay,     . Who has     ?

                Carlton had     . He's the closest.

                I think it's okay. What do you think?

                What about those little holes?

                Are they bite marks?

                That's-- That's how it was. I'm-- I'm pretty sure.

                What am I doing?

                I can't go to El Paso with this.

                Look at it. It's gonna leak like a sieve.

                The guy's gonna be alive for like two minutes and then--

                - A drifter. - A drifter?

                We-- We find a drifter...

                kill him, cut out his heart.

                Nobody's gonna miss him, right? I mean, he's a drifter.

                He's an invisible man. It's a perfect plan.

                Mr. Zack, now you are giving me the freak-out.

                Where-- Where do I find a drifter?


                - Where did you say you were from? - Me? I am from Napoli.

                And your family, they're back there?

                No. No, my papa, he is dead.

                And my mama. All gone.

                Any family? Kids?

                I am completely alone.


                Why do you--

                Look, a drifter. Let's kill him.

                Son of a-- Come back here!

                Whatever. Listen, sugar. You're not going anywhere today.

                You got a crack in your radiator.

                That's this big tank in front of this big engine.

                - I know what a radiator is. - Is there a place we can rent a car?

                - Albuquerque. - Okay, look.

                We'll just have to patch it. A quick fix.

                - Patch it? Patch it with what? - Sand and tire sealant.

                You mix the two. It forms an adhesive, lasting a couple of hours.

                We only have about    miles to go?

                Darlin', we don't have any sand.

                Hello! We're in the desert!

                We should've bought a squirrel.

                Mother of mercy! Where'd you come from? Car trouble?

                Here. Sit down. You two look exhausted.

                How long y'all been out there? Here. Have something to drink.

                Ladies and gentlemen, members of the press--

                - What's going on? - Some rocket scientists from L.A....

                they're trying to break the land speed record.

                A unique combination of automotive and aerodynamic innovation.

                The vehicle, which we call Lightning ll...

                represents three years of R & D...

                which was conducted at the California Institute of Technology.

                The design team was led by Professor Ken Freedman and Dr. Richard Kramer.

                We believe that, aerodynamically...

                this is the most perfect vehicle ever designed.

                The entire vehicle weighs less than      pounds.

                The body is a one-piece Kevlar composite.

                The wheels are solid billet aluminum...

                and she's powered by twin JE-   turbojet engines...

                the same engines that are in the F-  Phantom jet.

                Are there any questions?

                Mr. Calvert, what is the current land speed record?

                That would be     miles per hour...

                but we hope to have a new record today.

                - Anyone else? - How do you start it?

                Good question.

                A green lever to the left of the steering wheel in the cockpit...

                engages the primary thruster, igniting the JE--


                - That's a record. - They'll break the sound barrier.

                Well, that's it. I still don't think she's gonna hold.

                - What do we owe you? - Five hundred bucks.

                - What? - For two quarts of sealant?

                No way. That's    bucks tops.

                Okay, here's    dollars. That's double what it's worth, okay?

                Come on, Nick. Let's go.

                Hold it.

                Another little tool no mechanic should be without.

                Fine. Here's your $   . But you know what, Billy Ray?

                What goes around, comes around.

                This is so unchristian.


                Well, if the good Lord don't like the way I conduct business...

                let him say something.

                Let him give me a sign.

                Oh, Lord, I'm here and I'm listening!


                - Mach one! - We did it! We did it!

                Hey, everybody okay? You all right? Yeah?

                - Randy, you okay? - There's no Ink Inc.

                - What? - There's no job.

                It's a race. We're racing.

                Donald Sinclair put $  million in a locker.

                And I wanna get there first.

                I do not want to work at Home Depot!

                Okay, people, back on the bus.

                George, don't eat that.

                Get back on the bus! Come on. Back on the bus.

                Simon, put that down.

                You too. Back on the bus. Come on, everyone!

                We don't wanna miss dinner. It's macaroni night!

                We came in the rocket car.

                Oh, a rocket car. Let's hear all about that on the bus.

                All right, so we can still win...

                but we have to leave now, all right?

                - So, come on. - Dad.

                It's been a living hell.

                Bev, it's-- it's $  million.

                That's a lifetime supply of hummus.

                Okay. Okay. Yeah.

                I've been selfish. I understand.

                I'm sorry. Really. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

                I'm sorry. I almost got us killed.


                - Hi, everybody. Miss me? - Hey!

                To show there's no hard feelings, chocolate shakes all around.

                - Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

                I'm a little disappointed, but I'm an adult.

                So drink these up, and then we'll return the Nazi-mobile.

                We'll get that van fixed, go back to Vegas and see David Copperfield!

                Yea! Okay, drink up, buddy!

                Is it good?

                Drink it up, honey.

                Oh, don't feel bad.

                - It's not your fault. - We'll tell the company.

                We won't let them fire you.

                - I'm no bus driver. - Don't say that.

                No. I'm not. I'm not a bus driver.

                Oh, you mustn't be so hard on yourself.

                Hey, everybody, who's the world's greatest bus driver?

                Listen. Listen. No, no!

                No! No! Shut up, you crazy Lucy bitches! Shut up!

                I am not a bus driver!

                I do not work for the bus company! All right?

                I needed a ride to New Mexico, so I stole this uniform!

                See this jacket? This is not my jacket!

                Remember Marty, the bus driver?

                This is his shirt! I stole it!

                And these pants, you think I'd wear these pants?

                These aren't my pants!

                These are Marty's pants. I stole them.

                I am not a bus driver.

                You're not a real bus driver?

                You lied to us!

                He ruined our whole vacation!

                Here they come. They're all within    miles.

                It's the final lap. Mr. Grisham.

                Now, the airport's back on-line, so I want you to take the Lear jet...

                scoot on down to Silver City and report from the finish line.

                Yes, sir.


                Let's go back to Vegas.

                Bev, Bev, wake-- Come on. Wake up. Wake up.

                Bev, wake up. Wake up. Third Reich's here. Come on.

                Get down. You wanna have a nice life.

                Okay, okay. Think. Think. SS in the parking lot.

                Not good. Not good. Think.

                Hi, honey.

                - They gonna be all right? - Yeah.

                Friend, I don't think there's room.

                This one's little.

                - There it is. There it is! - Silver City. We're almost there.

                Yeah! Go!

                Where the fuck are we?

                There were two guys in there.

                - Where'd they go? - Hey!

                Thanks for the truck, buddy!

                - Yeah. - Silver City.

                Next stop, Silver City.

                Silver City? It is the finish line.

                I made it. I made it!

                The key. Where is the key?

                What have we-- Where is the key, my little baby?

                - Excuse me. - I think I am touching it.

                - Get away from him. - I can feel it. It's very small.

                - I'm calling the conductor! - I have it! I got it!

                Wait! Wait! Come back! Don't leave me!

                Come on! Come on, baby!


                Come on, baby. Just one more mile.

                Just one mile. Come on!


                Hey, honey, how'd you sleep?

                - Pass. Pass him. - I can't. We're too big.

                There's Silver City. We're here. Move!

                They stopped.

                They're moving. Look.

                Come on, Dad! Let's go!

                I can smell it.

                Daisy, Daisy

                Give meyouranswertrue

                Daisy, Daisy

                Hey! Hey! Stop the bus! Stop the bus!

                - We gotta get off! - Ladies. You know the rules.

                We're not crazy, lady.

                We should've bought a squirrel. We didn't buy a squirrel.

                - That's why we took the rocket car. - We can still win.

                Open the door, or I'm gonna crush you like a cockroach in the night.

                Open the door! Tell him! Tell him!

                - Open the door. - Thank you!

                It's Pollini.

                Enrico Pollini on a train.

                - He just rolled into the station. - Well, what do you know?

                Rip Van Winkle pulled it off.

                You gotta love a long shot.

                It's here. It's here.

                - It's here. - Here he comes.

                - It's you. - He's holding the key.

                And he's going to the locker.

                Mr. Pollini, well done, sir. And congratulations.

                On behalf of Mr. Donald Sinclair, the Venetian Hotel and Casino--

                Mr. Grisham, is it over?

                - Get out of the way! - Open it!

                He's sleeping.

                Did I win?

                Vicky. You let go of this bag...

                or I swear to God, I'll report you to the escort service.

                Mr. Grisham, what's going on?

                The hooker-- The hooker-- The hookeris taking the money.

                - What hooker? - Vicky. From the hotel.

                - Pepto-Bismol? - I told you to wait in the car.

                - What the hell is she doing there? - I brought her.

                I'm sorry, Mr. Sinclair. She said she liked me.

                I'm beginning to think she was only interested in the money!

                - Come with me. - I'll drive.

                So long, suckers!

                - The bus! The bus. - You wanna steal a bus?

                - Yes, I do. - My God, what have I done?

                Help! Somebody help me!

                This thing's got a mind of its own.

                - Finders keepers, pal. - That's mine.

                I see it! I see it! Relax!

                It means it's a scratch. Nobody wins.

                I'll tell you what it means. We're going into extra innings.

                Carla, call the airport. Tell them to get my other Lear ready.

                Gordon, stay here and watch the board. Tell us where they're going.

                Gentlemen, grab your drinks. We're going to Silver City.

                - Is that it? - That's it.

                Thank the pilot. Tell him to level off.

                Who had Mr. Kimiche?

                - It was me. - Well done!

                - Congratulations. - Very good.

                Keep going!

                Come on!

                There it is. It's coming down right there.

                - Where is it? - There it is.


                - Get it! Get it! - Grab that money!

                Get it down!

                Now, that is one hell of an entrance.

                It's Smash Mouth!

                What's going on over here?

                - What's this? - Money.

                Jesus, how much is this?

                - Two million dollars. - Two--

                Two million-- Two million dollars, everybody!

                Two million dollars!

                On the bus, we talked about it...

                and we decide to share all the money.

                They're gonna share all the money, everybody!

                Oh, man!

                Get these guys some jackets.

                Get these jack-- Get these jackets over here.

                So what's the story, man? Are you guys some kind of organization?

                - What's going on? - No, no. We just met this morning.

                They just met this morning, everybody!

                Oh, my God!

                I almost didn't come along, but then I met Tracy and--

                Well, great things happen all at once.

                Oh, this is beautiful, baby. This is beautiful.

                Great things happen, I don't know.

                Feed the earth, baby. Feed the earth.

                We're gonna check the tote board now and see where we're at. Okay?

                Come on, baby. Let it roll. Come on, baby.

                You don't understand.

                Excuse me. We work for Feed the Earth.

                These are some of our children.

                I don't know who you people are or where you came from...

                but God bless you.


                you've given to these kids...

                and their brothers and sisters all over the world more than money.

                You've given them back their faith...

                their faith in the goodness of people.

                She said, "You are just like the    disciples."



                Thank you.

                Forget it.

                All these other disciples can do whatever they want with their share.

                - But this money goes home with us. - What?

                - Period. End of story. - Put the money in the bag, carrot.

                You don't know me, man.

                Come here.

                It's you.

                I'm so proud of you.

                Giving away all of your money?

                Come on.

                Mama is watching us from heaven right now.

                What would she do?

                It's for starving children, Duane.

                Do it for Mom.

                Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

                I'd like to introduce the real star of tonight's show.

                None of us would be here tonight if it wasn't for this man.

                He is the man with the plan, Mr. Donald Sinclair.


                One of the wealthiest men in the world!

                - Mr. Donald Sinclair! - You are the man.

                Get a camera on him. There you go. Nice shot. There he is.

                These men, they didn't have to be here tonight.

                No, they could be off kicking back in the Riviera...

                or in Vegas blowing their money on some meaningless idiotic bet.

                They couldn't do that...

                not when there were children going to bed hungry every night.

                Isn't that right, fellas?


                Mr. Donald Sinclair and his partners...

                want you and the millions of people watching at home...

                to know they plan to match whatever you raise tonight...

                dollar for dollar!

                - Dollar for dollar! - Dollar for dollar!

                A matching fund, everybody!

                Let's hit the phones out there and crank it up...

                because we're gonna feed the whole world tonight!

                Somebody once told me

                The world is gonna roll me

                I ain't the sharpest toolin the shed

                And she was lookin' kind of dumb

                With a finger and a thumb

                In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

                Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin'

                Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin'

                Didn't make sense not to live for fun

                Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

                So much to do, so much to see

                So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets

                You'll never know if you don't go

                You'll never shine if you don't glow

                Hey, now, you're an all-star

                Get your game on, go play

                Hey, now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid

                All that glitters is gold

                Only shooting stars break the mold

                It's a cool place and they say it gets colder

                You're bundled up now Wait till you get older

                But the meteor men beg to differ

                Judgin' by the hole in the satellite picture

                The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin

                The water's gettin' warm so you might as well swim

                My world's on fire How about yours

                That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored

                Hey, now, you're an all-star Get your game on, go play

                Hey, now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid

                All that glitters is gold

                Only shooting stars break the mold

                Go to the moon

                Go to the moon

                Go to the moon

                Oh, yeah, go to the moon

                Hey, now, you're an all-star Get your game on, go play

                Hey, now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid

                All that glitters is gold

                Only shooting stars

                Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas

                I need to get myself away from this place

                I said yep, what a concept

                I could use a little fuel myself

                And we all could use a little change

                Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin'

                Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin'

                Didn't make sense not to live for fun

                Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

                So much to do So much to see

                So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets

                You'll never know if you don't go

                You'll never shine if you don't glow

                Hey, now, you're an all-star Get your game on, go play

                Hey, now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid

                All that glitters is gold

                Only shooting stars break the mold

                All that glitters is gold

                Only shooting stars break the mold


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