All language subtitles for motorheads.s01e02.1080p.web.h264-successfulcrab

Previously
on Motorheads...

- My dad used to race here.
- Who's your dad?

Christian Maddox.

That was your dad's car.

This is mine?

Just made the deal, buddy.

I-I-I'll take real
good care of it.

Get off my bike.

Let's give it a wash.

Isn't that your dad?

He beat
the best tonight.

So, I guess that makes
him the best now.

I know a
car that can beat him.

So, say we get this
back on the road.

Who's gonna race it?

What?

I think every cop in the state is
behind us right now. We're screwed.

You did your job.
Let Christian do his.

Good time for seat belts.

I don't do seat belts.

My cousin told me this
one time...

- What do you think, Buzz?
- Better than your first time.

Cool.

You could've just said "not bad."

He'll get the hang
of that clutch.

You never did.

Have I done something
to offend you?

- Are you sure Zac's okay?
- Yeah, don't worry.

Dottie's invincible. She just has
a big engine and a nasty clutch,

which is, you know,
great for practicing.

Oh. Here we go.

Sway bar.

Mid-'70s.

- So close, yet so far.
- What are you talking about?

- This looks like the right model.
- Nope. It's a '74.

We need a '71 through '73.

So, uh, have
you ever driven Dottie?

Oh, of course. Yeah, she's
pretty much everybody's first.

My-My brother brought
me here when I was 12.

He said Dottie teaches everybody
a lesson about themselves.

She taught me I prefer motorcycles.

Jackpot.

- What?
- '73 Fury.

- Pitman arm?
- A girl can dream.

- Okay.
- Hmm.

You taking notes now?

Uh. No.

Uh, I-I've been working on a
signature logo. Like Logan has.

Think I want to get
into car design.

Not bad, huh?

You ever consider giving
Dottie a makeover?

Dottie's just fine
the way she is.

- Are you kidding me?
- It's not there?

Seriously, who comes out here looking
for an old pitman arm out of a '73 Fury?

We did.

- Hold on.
- Whatever.

There you go.

What are we doing, Curtis?

It's crazy to think that I'm ever gonna
get my dad's car back on the road.

You know, I can ask my brother
Ray to get the parts that we need.

Oh, where does he get them from?

He-He has connections.

Okay, well, if it's not
a problem, then yeah.

It would save us
weeks on the rebuild.

How'd it go?

I'm sure you could hear
how it went.

If it makes you feel any better,
we only found a couple parts.

Front brake hose, uh,

ignition switch that probably
doesn't work and a couple gaskets.

Why would that make
me feel any better?

Well, 'cause it's gonna take
us forever to rebuild this car,

so you have all the time
in the world to practice.

It's not me. Okay,
this car is a joke.

Ah, you're gonna
blame Dottie, huh?

He's not blaming
Dottie. Right, Zac?

Look. I'm sorry, but this
clutch is impossible.

You turn the steering
wheel too fast.

Shocks the tires. Can't
build up traction.

And you hit the brakes
instead of hitting the gas.

Great. Thanks for the
crash course on why I suck.

We have to get to school. So...

Also, why not just get
the clutch adjusted?

I can't even push the pedal down straight.
I have to push it all the way down,

and then wiggle it to the left at the
very end just to get it to engage.

Your dad didn't figure
out the clutch trick

until his second
time out with Dottie.

Wait, what?

Our dad learned
how to race here?

Well, I wouldn't go that far,

but Dottie, she sure taught him
how to hit the gas.

Look, there are two types
of people in this world.

Those who hit the brakes

and those who hit the gas.

There's nothing wrong
with either one of them.

In fact, some people think that
those who hit the brakes are smarter.

The question you have to ask
yourself is, which one are you?

Morning, Logan. I'm off to work.

Hey, hey, yo, can
I borrow you a sec?

Okay, but I'm kinda late.

- Choose.
- You're giving me an old truck?

Vintage, and no.

Just go with it.

Okay.

That one.

'56 Chevy Cameo. Nice
choice. It's a true classic.

Mm-hmm.

What's wrong with the Merc?

- I don't have time for this.
- I'm sorry. Sorry.

I'm just getting these ready to
sell at the festival tomorrow.

You're selling
these old trucks...

- Vintage.
- At the Firefly Festival?

I keep forgetting it's been a long
time since you've been to one of these.

Sorta morphed into this swap meet
kinda thing the past few years.

See, a lot of our stores have
closed up or gone online,

and it's the one day a year we
get a decent amount of tourists.

And you think they
wanna buy trucks?

I sold two last year.

What about the fireflies?

They still show up.

I just wish the
out-of-towners did.

We used to get thousands.

Now we're lucky if
we get a few hundred,

but everybody in town still
pretends like it's a big deal.

Maybe they just remember
how good Ironwood can be.

I do.

All it needs is a little
spark to get us back there.

And what better spark than an infinite
number of fireflies lighting up the town?

Look. All I'm saying is,

is if it took our dad, who
everyone considers to be a legend,

two times to figure out Dottie's clutch,
and I figured it out my first try...

- Don't even finish that sentence.
- Why not?

Because it's embarrassing.

Buzz didn't say how old our
dad was when he drove Dottie.

He could've been ten.
I mean, Curtis was 12.

I was 14.

All I'm saying is we should be celebrating
the fact that I'm a fast learner.

You are
nowhere near ready, Zac.

I didn't say I was, bro. Damn.

Dude. Why are you
driving so slow?

We've been passed by eight cars.

Well, I just got this.

Why stress the engine?

Marcel, you gotta wind it out

once in a while, dude.

Are you a "hit the brakes" or
a "hit the gas" kind of guy?

Uh, definitely brakes.

- Right.
- Yeah.

Can't wait till you see this
baby lit up tomorrow night.

I'm tricking it out for the Firefly
Festival. Curtis is hooking me up.

Dude, my mom doesn't shut
up about this festival.

This is, like, a thing
people actually go to?

Yeah. At 9:00 p.m.,

they turn off all the lights in town,
and fireflies light up Ironwood.

Huh.

Oh, look. There's
a spot right there.

Uh. A-Are you sure I
should park in this row?

We got your back, Marcel.

What are they doing in our row?

We don't own this row, Harris.

Hey, I didn't make the
rules. I just play by them.

Yeah, 'cause they benefit you.

Are you gonna thank me for driving out of
my way to pick you up this morning or...

Well, it's not my fault my dad
took the keys to my Porsche.

- It's literally your fault.
- Yeah, how?

You raced his Corvette without
his permission and got it stolen,

and then you beat up a kid and
pushed his motorcycle into my lake.

You're making it sound
like I'm the bad guy.

Fine. Okay. Thank you
for picking me up.

Can you drive me to the Firefly
Festival tomorrow night?

'Cause I got to get on stage with my dad
and do that stupid lights out thing. I...

- Please?
- I'm not your chauffeur.

I know you're not.

You're my girlfriend.

I... I'll see you after class.

So, I think we should write a master list
of all the parts we need for the car,

and then I can send that to my brother,
and he can get a head start finding them.

I mean, how much is he
gonna charge us though?

Hey.

Hi.

- See you in class.
- Yeah.

- I texted you.
- I got it.

You didn't text back.

I just... I wanted to
apologize about the party.

Things got a little crazy.

I did warn you that some people
weren't gonna like Curtis showing up.

- Wasn't his fault.
- No, I'm not saying that.

I'm just sorry that that was
your introduction to Ironwood.

It's not the
worst place in the world.

I know.

You hear about our
Firefly Festival?

Ms. Torres. Hi.

The door is closing, so...

Maybe I'll see you there.

Okay, class.

Today we are going to learn about
the importance of seat belts.

Yes.

Okay, I'm gonna play you this highly
informative and wonderful video here.

So buckle up, relax and absorb.

Hey. Everything okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah?

How old is this video?

I mean, look at that car. It
doesn't even have an airbag.

Airbags didn't become standard until '98,
so probably, like, early-to-mid '90s.

Is there anything you
don't know about cars?

Mr. Young, do you not think this video
contains important information or...

No, for most people
it does, yeah,

but I ride a motorcycle
so...

Isn't it at the bottom of a lake?

Okay.
Settle, please. Focus.

Geez. For such a small town, there
sure are a lot of assholes here.

I don't know. I think the good
people still outweigh the bad.

It's so different from New York.

There's a lot of things I can do
here that I couldn't do there though.

Like what?

Like, this morning I went to the
junkyard and I didn't wanna leave.

Oh, it's a good thing we
got a lot of those here.

Hmm.

Have you jumped off of
that bridge? You know,

- the one when you're coming into town...
- Summer Crossing, yeah.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. A bunch of times.

I wanna jump off that bridge.

Well, how about tomorrow night?

After the festival.

In the dark?

Yeah, it's the
best time to jump.

And you can't see anything
down below. It's like a...

leap of faith.

- But if you're scared, we can just...
- Shut up. You had me at "leap of faith."

Great. Then it's a...

I'll tell Zac and Marcel.

A group thing.

- Uh. Cool.
- Hey, Evel Knievel.

There will be a quiz.

Uh, do you want to go
to the junkyard later?

I was thinking about
giving Dottie another shot.

Well, I'm gonna help Curtis pull
his bike out of Alicia's lake,

since he's hooking me up
with gear for my ride.

You guys are best buds
all of a sudden.

Well, I guess I just never
gave him a chance until now.

Maybe you should too. You know,
you could help us with his bike.

I'm not going
back over there.

Why not?

- Oh.
- Hi, Marcel.

New guy.

Hey, um...

I'm really sorry and embarrassed
about what happened at my party.

Don't be embarrassed. We shouldn't have
been there in the first place, so...

Take it easy.

Dude, she was trying
to talk to you.

So what?

She's with that
asshole Harris Bowers.

Who needs that kind of drama?

- Wha... You haven't heard?
- Heard what?

Word on the street
is he's on thin ice.

What street, how
thin and who said it?

Reliable sources.

Ah, now you wanna
come with us, right?

That doesn't look
good. Sorry, man.

Ah, for what it's
worth...

...looks better than when I
started building it.

Let's grab the handlebars,
get it upright.

Whew. Appreciate
you helping, Zac.

Zac's on a bit of a
side mission.

- Yeah?
- Maybe.

Oh.

Well, are you gonna hit
the gas or hit the brakes?

See what you did
there. Motivating.

Look up.

- So, how reliable are your sources?
- Heard it with my own ears.

You heard Alicia telling someone that she
was gonna break up with Harris Bowers?

Uh, not exactly.

I-I was in the bathroom
stall after lunch

when I overheard Jimmy Bent
talking to Kyle Miller.

Is Kyle Miller the redhead dude?

No, that's Kyle Oliver. Kyle
Miller is the one who always wears

- those weird, like, hoodies...
- Guys, guys, guys,

- y-you're killing me here.
- Okay, look.

Alicia told Kiara she was thinking
of breaking up with Harris,

and Kiara told Noah,
who then told Kyle.

Miller, not Oliver.

- Who told Jimmy in the bathroom.
- Forget it.

- I'm hitting the brakes.
- Well, she's coming over here.

- Hit the gas.
- Gas.

Hey, guys.

Wow,
that looks, uh...

That looks really bad. I'm...

I'm sorry.

Yeah, it's okay. I'll get it
looking moderately bad soon enough.

Marcel, you wanna help me
load this on the trailer bed?

Yeah, yeah.

So...

The house looks
great in the day too.

Uh, you know, 'cause I... 'cause
I've only seen it at night, so...

Uh. It holds up.

Mmm, thanks.

You going to the
Firefly Festival?

I am, yeah. Are you?

- Yeah.
- Cool.

Well, uh, maybe
I'll see you there.

Hey, uh...

do you want to hang
out a-at the festival?

I mean, do people even hang out at
Firefly Festivals? I don't know.

It's my first one, so...

Yeah, some people do
hang out at the festival,

but, uh...
...I'm going with Harris.

Uh. Yeah, I mean, of course.

Why wouldn't you go with your
boyfriend? That was a stupid question.

Um. Just forget I even
asked. See you around.

Uh, th-there's a, um, like a-a
glow-in-the-dark Ferris wheel.

It's
pretty cool, actually,

if you're into
that sort of thing.

I mean, I could, uh... I could
save you a ride if you want.

Yeah. Yeah, totally.
Tha-That sounds cool.

Okay.

Rusty piece of junk.

What's going on, Ray?

Hey there, Mikey.

Good to see you, Logan.

Can I help you guys?

Maybe. Uh, we got a little
something cooking tomorrow night.

When the lights go out.

- A job?
- Well, I know things have been

a little tough for
you round here,

so just wanted to give you
a chance to get in on it.

Lights go down at 9:00.

Figured we give everyone 20
minutes to get to the festival.

Main Street will be empty.

You're
hitting our town.

Yeah. Look, I know you always had a little
rule about not shitting where you eat,

and I respect that. Times
have changed though.

It's nothing their
insurance won't cover.

We have three prime targets.

I got Edie's Rare Coins.

- Vic's got that place...
- Hey, Mikey, stop talking.

Let's just see if Logan's
even interested first.

Thanks for thinking
of me, Ray...

but I think last time
was the last time.

Till the next time.

Oh, and uh, trust you'll forget about
everything we just talked about.

Yeah, 'cause, you know, this
whole thing goes sideways,

well... I'll know it was you.

New carburetor,
brakes, chassis and suspension.

Clutch.

Wouldn't it be funny if we put Dottie's
clutch on this and just didn't tell Zac?

Not as
funny as you'd think.

Keep going.

I mean, I don't even know where
to start with the engine.

Custom-built, 805
horsepower, big-block V-8.

Maybe we go smaller.

It just sounds dangerous.

Well, it
also sounds unbeatable.

That's the whole
point of this, right?

How's the impossible
rebuild going?

You know, it turns out you can't actually
install parts if you don't have the parts.

I think Confucius said that.

Well, there's boxes of
leftover parts there.

You find anything
in them, it's yours.

Yeah, I'll check that out.

We're gonna get there.

Really?

At least the
birds nests are gone.

Gonna head out.

Okay, did you find
anything good?

No. No, nothing that's gonna help
us get that thing on the road.

I'll see you at the festival.

So, you two have been spending
an awful lot of time together.

Yeah, yeah. Grab a wrench.

There's a nut on the
radiator that's stuck.

Right there.

Man, that's a tight space.

It's like a
cap on a pickle jar.

Yeah, Curtis
couldn't get it either.

Here. I'll try
again. Smaller hands.

Thank you.

So, is he, like, becoming
a boyfriend or something?

No.

I don't know.

I mean, we have a lot in common,
but I still barely know him so...

Got it.

Yeah, I probably
loosened that up for you.

Yeah.

So, what's the deal
with his brother?

- Ray?
- Yeah.

He's bad news. Why?

We've been having a hard time
finding all the parts we need,

and Curtis offered to get
them from his brother.

Bad idea?

Curtis is a good kid, but
he's caught in this tug-of-war

between his brother and
his dad, who's the sheriff.

I'd just hate for him
to owe Ray anything.

What is that thing?

Uh, it's an under-glow light.

It'll make it look like the
car's floating at the festival.

- I'm also gonna put my logo on the hood.
- Your what?

My signature logo.

I want to get into car
design. I might be good at it.

Just wait till you see
it glowing tonight.

You really wanna draw more
attention to this piece of shit?

I know it's not the best
car, but I think when people see it

- with my logo on the hood then...
- They'll laugh at you.

You wasted our
money on this thing.

I-It was my money that I earned.

From my diner that
they stole from me.

Nobody stole the
diner from you, Dad.

The bank took it, and the new owners
were nice enough to let me keep my job.

Well, when you're done making this
thing uglier than it already is,

I want it out of my driveway.

These are car parts, Curt.

I'm helping somebody
rebuild a car.

- Who?
- Girl.

Caitlyn. She's cool.

'73 Road Runner?

It's a '73 Charger.

It's a Rallye.

Does this, uh, '73 Charger Rallye
have a 800 horsepower, 9.9 liter V-8?

How'd you know that?

Heard stories about that car.

License plate says,
"UNB10," right?

So what are you doing rebuilding
Christian Maddox's car?

Caitlyn's his daughter.

Huh.

What are you guys
gonna do with it?

Gonna race it.

You?

No. Caitlyn's brother.

- When he's ready.
- Take him to see Dottie.

- Yeah, already did.
- And?

Let's just say, you can take
your time finding those parts.

All right. I gotta roll.

Thank you again. Bye.

Yeah, hold up, baby brother.

I'm gonna need you on Main
Street tonight at 9:20.

Main Street? The lights go out at
9:00, and I'm gonna be at the festival.

Watching pretty fireflies and
holding hands with your girlfriend?

Yeah, no, Curt, you just handed
me a whole list of vintage parts.

Does this look like an AutoZone?
This stuff ain't free, bud.

- Okay, how much do you want for them then?
- I just told you the price.

9:20.

Well, look at you all
tucked-in and dressed up.

- Too much?
- For a bug festival?

Maybe.

I'm meeting a girl.

- Yeah?
- Well, not exactly.

She'll be there
with her boyfriend,

but she promised me a ride
on the Ferris wheel, so...

Sounds complicated.

Yeah.

Hey, I heard you met Dottie.

That feisty little clutch
can break your confidence.

What she teach you?

Still trying to figure that out.

Me too.

- How you getting to the festival?
- Uh, with Mom and Cate.

Well, how about you
give me a hand instead?

I need to get this
bad boy over there.

What is it?

'56 Chevy Cameo.

You can drive it, and I'll
follow behind in the Mustang.

Or you can drive this old thing.

I'll follow behind
you in the Mustang.

Oh, think you can handle her?

How's the clutch?

Like butter.

Yo, off the hood.

Sorry.

What do you think?

I need one of these.

It rips
in second gear.

Sorry to blow past you like that,
but you-you can't get behind

the wheel of a car like this
and follow an old truck.

Vintage, but I understand.

Key is knowing how
far you can push it.

Every car is different.

Just remember, the longer it's in
the red, the longer it's in the shop.

Dottie taught me that.

- Really?
- No. It's common sense.

All right. I'll see you later.

- Good luck selling the trucks.
- Have fun.

Hey, Uncle Logan.

What did Dottie teach you?

Direction.

I was always going the
wrong way, so my lesson was,

"If you're facing the right direction,
all you've got to do is keep going."

Cool.

- There you are.
- Hey.

- Who are you looking for?
- Don't worry about it.

Where's Curtis?

- I thought you didn't like him.
- Eh, he's growing on me.

Hey there, Ironwood.
It's almost time.

Wow, this... this is officially the
biggest turnout that we have had in years.

I wanna welcome all of the new
faces here for the very first time.

And some, um, some faces
from the past as well.

Are you friends with the mayor?

- Before we begin...
- Long time ago.

Our annual countdown,

I am honored to
bring to the stage

a family whose name is
synonymous with Ironwood.

Here to officially
turn out the lights,

please give a very warm welcome

to our very own Darren
Bowers and his son Harris.

Are we supposed to believe that that
switch turns off all the lights in town?

No.

They're all on a timer.

But when I was a little
girl, I used to believe it.

Here we go,
Ironwood. All together now.

Oh, this was always
my favorite part.

- Ten...
- Ten...

...Nine,
eight, seven,

six, five, four,
three, two, one.

- Now what?
- Wait for it.

Nothing's happening.

Wait for it.

...almighty swing.

Ring the bell!

Everyone's
looking at my car.

Isn't that why you did all this?

I'm starting to regret it.

Nah, just own it, man.

What's that on your hood, bro?

Uh, uh, nothing.

Yo, check out this guy's hood.

Uh, I was... I
was just messing around.

It's kinda badass.

What?

Who did this design for you?

Uh, I-I did it.
It's-It's my logo.

Signature logo.

You designed this?

Nice work, man.

I need that logo.

You came up
with that logo yourself?

Do you like it?

Dude, when I get my bike running again,
do you mind putting a design on my tank?

Yeah, totally. For
sure. I got you.

Let's go
find Zac and Caitlyn.

You go ahead. I gotta run out.

Can you tell Caitlyn
I'll be right back?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. That's what
I'm talking about.

Hey, babe, uh, which
stuffed animal do you want?

- I don't really care.
- Nah, just-just pick one.

- Okay, the turtle.
- No, no, the turtle sucks.

Uh, give me the elephant
with the bow tie.

Sweet.

Here you go, babe.

I'm not carrying that
around all night.

I won it for you.

I'm gonna take a walk.

But you just got here.

Babe. Babe.

So what did she say exactly?

She told me about the Ferris
wheel, and then she said,

"If you want, I can
save you a ride."

And you're gonna go up to her and
remind her that she said that?

I... Maybe. I-I-I don't know.

I'm still deciding whether or not I
should hit the brakes or hit the gas.

You know that that doesn't apply to,
like, every life situation, right?

Um. I'll be right
back, but, uh...

Yeah, just know that
that's almost definitely

gonna piss Harris Bowers
off all over again,

so just, you know, ask yourself
if that's, like, a good idea.

Good luck.

You too.

Show off, man.

- Yo.
- Oh, sup, Zac?

I'm trying to win
that cool turtle.

Sucks she came here
with Harris, huh?

Guess my sources
weren't very reliable.

A promise is a promise, right?

- Zac, no.
- Yeah.

No. Dude. Wha... Hit the brakes.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Is now a bad time?

For what?

Uh, you promised me a
ride on the Ferris wheel.

- Yo, Maddox.
- That's not my name.

Did I give you permission
to talk to my girl?

Did you really just
say that out loud?

He did. I heard it.

Marcel?

Yeah, I heard him.

Kinda territorial.

I need to talk to you
just for a second.

I need you to listen to
these words very carefully.

Okay?

You're about 20 seconds
away from being dumped.

Uh...

Zac's new here, okay?

And he's my friend.

And he's been treated like shit by
pretty much everybody in this town,

including you.

So I'm going on the
Ferris wheel with him.

I don't think so.

Six seconds.

It's 9:20.

Kid's not showing.

He'll be here.

Mikey, you'll be with Curtis.

You want me to babysit
your little brother?

He's babysitting you.

Here he comes.

Let's get this over with.

Just heard
your mom's the mayor.

Do you sing in the
church choir too?

Oh, my God. Do... Oh, you do.

You do. That explains a lot.

No. Don't go reading into that.

I like to sing, and it's
more for her anyway.

Does she know about you?

There's nothing to know.

It's just us here right now.

And a bunch of bugs
that randomly light up.

You don't have to pretend
to be anyone else.

I'm not pretending.

You don't get this in Brooklyn.

This was gutsy of you.

This was me deciding
to hit the gas.

The gas?

There's... There's two types
of people in the world.

Those who hit the brakes
and those who hit the gas.

Who gave you that advice?

- Buzz.
- Buzz.

Wait, the... Wait.

The old junkyard guy
with the beat-up car?

- Yeah, Dottie.
- Dottie. Okay.

- Have you-Have you driven her?
- No.

Harris has, but, uh, he said
that the clutch wasn't working.

Couldn't even get it into gear.

Hmm.

We've been up here a while.

Full disclosure.

I slipped the kid running
the thing 12 bucks.

Wait, tw... ...12?

It was all I had on me.

Okay.

So, how long are we up here for?

No clue.

I guess we'll find out how
far 12 bucks gets you in Ironwood.

Mmm.

- So... what about you?
- What about me?

You just seem so
unapologetically you.

Like, in every way.

Where does that come from?

My mom.

Yeah.

She always told me to be true to
myself, so I try to live like that.

Sometimes it gets me
in trouble, but, uh...

I know she has my back.

Do you know what I love
most about fireflies?

What?

They blink on their own until
they get closer together,

and then they blink in unison.

Maybe they're feeling
each other's energies?

Look.

It's working.

Kiara.

Mom, hi.

Uh, this is Caitlyn Torres.

I was just showing
her my favorite spot.

- You're Sam's daughter?
- Yeah.

It's nice to meet you.
Welcome to Ironwood.

Thank you.

Uh, I just came to tell Kiara
that we're gonna head home now.

So, see you there?

Actually, I'll
just come with you.

- Good night.
- Bye.

- Do you want me to do it?
- I got it.

Doesn't seem like you got it.

Well, if you keep talking,
it'll take longer.

Ah. There.

Come on.

Somebody called the cops.

Let's go.

Hey!

Get in, dumbass.

Did you give that kid ten bucks so
you could make out with my girl?

We didn't make out.

- It was 12 bucks.
- Is that supposed to be funny or...

- No.
- Mmm.

I was just correcting
your mistake.

No, I think you're the
one who made the mistake.

- Harris, stop.
- No, no. You're no one here.

You don't matter.

Maybe not yet, but I will.

Yeah, when?

When I beat your ass in a race.

Are you challenging
me to a race?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Well, I don't have
my Porsche so...

Yo. Take my car. Smoke this fool.

Okay. Let's do it.

Wait, like... like, tonight?

Oh, were you challenging me to,
like, a future race? Not... Not now?

- No.
- Zac.

Don't do this.

Marcel, give me your keys.

What? No. No way.

Marcel, everyone's watching.

Dude, my car's not for
racing, and you're not ready.

Are we doing this or what?

Marcel.

Please.

What were
you thinking, Curtis?

You're better than all this.

Oh, yeah right.

Don't let your brother
drag you into that world.

Don't lecture me about that world when
you're buying stolen parts from him.

What?

I found a skull stick
shift in your shop today.

That's from Darren
Bowers's stolen Corvette.

How do you know that?

Because I'm the
one who stole it.

You know this ain't
a Porsche, right?

Go easy on the first gear.

It's weak.

Don't tell me how to drive.

All right. Make it happen.

- Hey, can I talk to you.
- A little busy.

Who are you?

Come on. You're not the guy
that I fell in love with.

You're a bully.

I mean, you're-you're mean.

And I know it's been hard
since your mom died...

but you've become an asshole.

Can we talk about
this after the race?

The race is the final straw.

What do you mean, "final straw"?

If you start that engine...

you're not gonna have a
girlfriend when you shut it off.

Zac, you're
not ready for this.

- I know.
- You know?

Then why did you just challenge
the best driver in town to a race?

I didn't.

Technically, I was challenging
him to a future race.

That's not a thing, Zac.

Well, I know that now, but
we're rebuilding my dad's car,

I'm practicing to race him.
I was thinking down the road.

But I-I guess I
just jumped the gun.

Wha... You think?

You know what, it's fine.
J-Just call off the race.

I'm not gonna back out.

- I won't.
- Wha...

Uh. Zac, please.

Yo, you ready to get smoked?

Wha... What are you
doing? Where's Harris?

He changed his mind.

- It's you and me.
- Bruh, I'm not racing you.

- Oh, thank God.
- All right, whatever.

Hey, yo, if you don't mind, um,

can you tell your lesbo sister
to stay away from my girlfriend?

Zac. No, no, no. Zac, Zac.

The race was called off.

Let's do it.

I had him.

So, what do you think?

About what?

The festival.

Oh, yeah, it's...

It's cool.

Nice shot.

Now you got a
pretty big decision.

I know, I'm torn.

I think it's between the turtle
and the bow tie elephant.

Hmm.

Did you know that fireflies blink on
their own till they get close together,

and then they start
blinking in unison?

Yes, I actually did know that.

Hmm.

Kiara seems nice. I saw
you talking to her earlier.

Yeah.

So does Curtis.

He's... He's great.

I know I don't have
to tell you this...

But you're gonna anyway.

Just be careful, Cate.

I'll be fine.

It's not you I'm worried about.

Hey, Dad.

Where you been?

- Festival.
- Didn't see you there.

I was there.

There were a
couple break-ins tonight.

Main Street.

You talk to Ray lately?

No.

Grab me a beer, will ya?

Heard you were at that party where
Darren Bowers's Corvette was stolen.

Yeah, I was there with a girl.

Caitlyn Torres.

How'd you know that?

She tell you who her dad was?

Yeah.

Did you know Christian Maddox?

We lost 'em.

Why are you
opening the sun roof?

Goggles?

Yeah, put 'em on.

What's about to happen?

Sure about this?

"I know it was you, Fredo."

I always wanted
to say that line.

Logan, just tell
him it wasn't you.

Ah, are you serious, man?

Why?

Ironwood's our home.

We ought to look
out for each other.

Did you get that
from a greeting card?

Okay, look. I'm not gonna
hold a grudge. All right?

But you did take
something from us.

So now, we're gonna
take something from you.

Ray, if you even think
about taking my Mustang.

You're starting a war you can't win.

We're not gonna
take your Mustang.

We're just gonna give
it a little makeover.

Whoa, whoa...

Maybe you should text
him one more time?

You know, I don't think
that they're gonna come.

I know. It's my fault.

Marcel hates me.

I mean, yeah.

What were you thinking?

I don't know. It-It
all happened so fast.

You're not ready to race anyone.

I'm closer than you think.

Hey, guys.

Hey, uh, we didn't think
you guys were coming.

- Yeah, we would've been here sooner...
- But we didn't have a car.

Marcel, I'm so sorry. I'm
gonna pay for it all myself.

How? You just spent
your last 12 bucks.

Sorry I wasn't there.

I had to do something
for my brother.

The good news is we'll be
getting those parts soon.

What if we find them ourself?

I mean, I really liked
going to that junkyard,

and Zac clearly needs
a lot more practice.

So, uh, I don't think we need your
brother to find those parts for us.

You sure?

Yeah. That elusive Pitman
arm's out there somewhere.

- Okay.
- Can we jump already?

Yeah.

- All right, there you go.
- Um...

- What do we need these for?
- Wear them around your necks.

So we don't jump on
each other's heads.

Although I might still aim for yours.

- Uh.
- I got it.

What? I got it.

Thank you.

Okay, so we all jump
at the same time, yeah?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Ready?

Set?

Go.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my
God. It's freezing.

- You want to get out?
- No.

I wanna go again.