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- [Interviewer] Do we have speed?

- [Cameraman] Yeah.

- Hey, Mike.

Steve Falls, Bikernet.com.

Good to meet you.

- Hey, chief.

Nice to meet you.

- Good to be able to interview a regular biker.

But you're noted as kind of a hero.

- (chuckles) Not a hero.

- Well, relax for this.

Look at me and not the camera.

- Oh.

- Move in a little closer.

Thanks, Mike, for this opportunity.

I just have a few questions.

Um, people are calling you a hero

because you exposed Senator Forrest Clayton

on corruption and embezzlement charges.

- Let's just get something straight, I am not a hero.

- I get it but, uh,

it took a lotta guts to take on a guy like Clayton.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

I'm just your average biker.

On weekends, I like to get on my bike

and hit the open road.

(heavy rock music)

♪ Yeah, I've been racing ever since I was 15 ♪

♪ And ain't nobody ever catch me ♪

♪ Yeah, I have its heart and now I'm taking back my name ♪

♪ We made it look so damn easy

♪ You can't slow me down, slow me down ♪

♪ I only got one speed

♪ I'm going to rock until I can't see the ground ♪

♪ I just want to keep going faster ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I'm going to fly and I ain't coming down ♪

♪ I just want to keep going faster baby, let's go faster ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ That's what I got to do

♪ I've won so many times I've never been busted ♪

♪ I don't remember how to lose

♪ You're always saying that I can't escape justice ♪

♪ How many times I got to tell you ♪

♪ You can't slow me down, slow me down ♪

(all chattering)

- Joan, you make my Phoenix reservations yet?

- I was just getting to it, Congressman.

And Mr. Steele is on line one.

- Oh, good.

No calls, no visitors.

Jack, I was just getting ready to call you.

- Look, cut the bullshit and just listen.

Everything's arranged for Phoenix.

You ready?

- Congress made a decision yesterday.

- All right, you deliver the information.

And you're gonna walk away

with enough money to run for President.

I mean, that is if you want to.

Don't disappoint me, Clayton.

(phone beeping)

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(phone ringing)

- Thank you for calling Desert Hills Resort.

How may I help you?

- Yes, I'd like to reserve a suite

for Congressman Clayton of California.

- It'd be an honor to have Congressman Clayton

with us again.

I'll see to it personally that he's well taken care of.

When will he be arriving?

- Uh, this Friday afternoon.

- We'll see you then.

Thanks for calling.

Congressman Clayton. (clicks tongue)

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- [Hotel Employee] You got the money?

- [Mr. Simmons] It's all there.

Don't worry about it.

How come it's so much?

- You know what they say, Mr Simmons, you play, you pay.

- How do I know there isn't a copy?

- Trust me, Mr Simmons, I don't keep filth like that around.

It's everything.

Now get out of here.

And I suggest you change your sexual preference.

- How much?

- 10,000.

Oh, brother, dear. (chuckles)

Oh, my brother, this is chump change

compared to what I got planned next.

- Yeah.

Last time you said that I ended up in jail.

- What do you know about Congressman Clayton

from California?

- Whoa, whoa!

Hold on!

Clayton?

He's a US Congressman for Christ's sake.

- Trust me.

I'm your brother.

All right, this one will cover the bed.

Now, we just need a sprinkler head camera over here.

(dramatic orchestral music)

All right.

Now we just got to do the sitting room.

- Yep.

I think this is the one that'll get us killed.

- Come on, David, you worry too much.

- A few thousand off some schmuck businessman,

that's one thing.

But a US Congressman?

I mean that's just dangerous.

I mean he could call the FBI, the CIA

he could have us taken out with one phone call.

- Shh.

Would you keep it down?

You know what your problem is?

You watch too much television.

Things like that don't happen in real life.

Now hand me one of those smoke detector cameras.

- What makes you even think Clayton's gonna do anything

worth blackmailing him, anyway?

- Last time he was here, he had a lotta teenage girls

up to the room.

- So?

- I don't think they were here

for a political science lesson.

Check the monitor.

- Everything checks out.

Let's get outta here.

- Try the zoom.

See if it still looks alright.

- Everything's fine, Mr. Spielberg.

Now can we get the hell outta here

before somebody comes in, please?

- Hey, relax.

We'll make millions on this little production.

Just make sure you record everything on this guy

until he leaves.

- That part of the story is public record.

I was wondering where you fit in.

- I guess I am getting ahead of myself.

My buddy Alex and I were gonna go on another road trip.

Finally gonna head out to Sturgis.

(engine revving) (dog barking)

(dog barking)

Hey man.

We're supposed to be going to Sturgis.

What're you doing?

Screening your calls?

Pick up the phone.

♪ Check him out down in gorgeous, Sturgis ♪

♪ Gorgeous

- After we leave, it'll take us about, uh, six hours.

You better be ready to hit the road, dude.

I'll pick you up in a half an hour.

We're off to Phoenix.

- Oh, yeah?

♪ Tank of gas, bag of chips

♪ And a change of clothes

♪ We're on a road trip

♪ Cruising through the USA

♪ We're on a road trip

♪ We don't do this every day

♪ We're on a road trip

- Hey, hey!

- [Man] Hey, mind your own business.

Hey, come on, old man, stay still!

Come on!

(men grunting)

(men grunting)

(knife clicking) (ominous music)

(man shouts)

- Call 911.

Come on, come on.

Here.

Take it easy, take it easy.

(man coughing)

- You act like you know what you're doing.

- Yeah.

I have a little training.

Hey, "semper fi".

- Cherry Point.

You?

- San Diego.

- You serve "Nam"?

- Yeah.

Two tours.

That's when I lost my leg.

You would've been too young.

- Yeah.

But my dad wasn't.

He died there.

(siren wailing)

- They got away, man.

How's the old man?

- Old man, my ass.

I'd kick yours if I didn't have this hole in my side.

(siren wailing)

- Where's the love, man?

- Hey, stick with us. - Where's the love, man?

- [Man] Paramedics!

- [Man] Hey, over here!

(dramatic orchestral music)

- One, two, three.

- Hey, here's your hat and cane, alright?

- What hospital? - County hospital.

- Mike.

Mike. - I'm going to the hospital.

- We're not going to the hospital, man.

- I'm going to the hospital. - We're on a schedule, bro.

We've got a schedule.

Mike, Mikey.

I'm not going to the hospital, man.

- Fuck the schedule.

- I'm going to Sturgis, bro.

(siren howling)

- Fuck you.

- Dude, don't fucking do this to me, man.

Dude, we got to, we got...

(indistinct)

Play Batman and Robin all day. (exhales)

- Sit tight.

Clayton just arrived.

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- Can I get you something else to drink, Mr. Steele?

- No, thanks.

(phone ringing)

- This is Joan.

The Congressman has arrived and will be here momentarily,

Mr. Steele.

- That's great, sweetheart.

Do me a favor, would you?

Shut the door on the way out.

- Jack, old buddy, are you sure we can trust this man?

- His tardiness does indicate a certain unreliability.

- Believe me, Mr. Brown,

the congressman is well aware of what's at stake here.

Now he may not be punctual, but his information's golden.

- Ooh-wee.

If it is,

we stand to make a fortune on the stock market.

Does he know this?

- All he knows is that he has to deliver

the information on which company got the bid.

For that, we give him two million dollars.

- That's a lotta money,

especially if his information is in any way incorrect.

- What are you breaking my balls for?

I told you the information is good.

Besides, what are you two worried about?

That's tip money for you,

especially considering all the money

we're gonna make on the market. (breathes deep)

Breathe deep, gentlemen.

Let your balls do the talking.

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- Gentlemen, sorry I'm late.

Did Joan take care of you?

Can I get you some more coffee?

- Cut the bullshit.

Let's get down to business.

- Christ's sake, Jack, lighten up.

Can I get you something?

- This is not a game.

Hand over the information.

- Mr. Brown, Mr. Red,

I believe there's another part of this transaction.

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- Oh, shit.

- You know I could get into a lotta trouble

turning this over to you.

- Quit fucking around.

This information better be good.

You know what I mean?

- I'm well aware of your reputation.

Now if you gentlemen don't mind,

I have some guests coming over.

- I wanna talk to you for a minute.

Listen to me, asshole.

Your deviant sexual romps are jeopardizing

this whole operation.

I want you to knock it off.

You understand?

In fact, you know what I think?

I think you better go back to Los Angeles,

do a little bit more campaigning, tonight.

- I see your point, Jack.

I'll tell my guests to go away

but I don't think it's a good idea

for you to be here when they come.

- Do me a favor.

This business deal is over.

Lose my telephone number, fuck-o.

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- Hey there, Marine.

How you doing?

Mike Callahan.

- Dan Evert.

How long have I been out?

- About an hour or so.

You're gonna be okay.

- (chuckles) Don't kid yourself.

I got more holes in me than a sieve. (sighing)

I got pretty banged up on that last tour in Nam.

I'm surprised I made it this long.

Can you hand me my bag?

Thanks, man.

You guys bikers?

- Yeah.

We're on our way to Sturgis.

- (coughing) Been there.

Done that.

Hey, listen, I need a favor.

- You name it.

- I got a daughter that's up in South Bend, Indiana.

She's got a boy that's pretty bad off.

Been saving some money to send to them.

It's all here with some personal things.

That's where I was headed when I ran into those assholes.

Her address is on it.

Would you just mail it for me? (coughing)

- We'll do better than that.

We'll deliver it to her personally.

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- Thanks, man.

- It, it's the least we can do.

- I'm sorry about your dad.

- Take care.

You coming?

(blues guitar music)

- Good luck, man.

You're gonna be all right.

(rock music)

♪ I'm looking for redemption

♪ It's been a one-way love affair ♪

♪ I comfort moms a bit too much no freshness in the air ♪

♪ But I'll redeem my love events ♪

♪ I'll be a player in prime time ♪

♪ And forget about my past, by claiming what is mine ♪

♪ Well, I'm looking for redemption ♪

♪ Looking for redemption

♪ I'm looking for redemption

♪ Justice will do

♪ Leaving a ransom note to a narrow minded you ♪

♪ Falling favor on the run I'll get back on my horse ♪

♪ Just in time to prosecute and take away my force ♪

♪ Looking for redemption

- [Woman] Where were you?

I was worried.

- [Mike] I'm sorry.

- I hope you guys are hungry.

I made your favorite.

There's chicken in the oven and there's cake.

- I'm starving. - Alex, you're on the sofa.

- I'm gonna call the hospital.

- Hospital?

- No, it's no big deal.

Mrs. C this chicken is so awesome.

- Thank you.

- So rad.

- Hospital says he's not doing so well.

- Who is this guy, anyway?

- Oh, thanks.

His name's Dan Evert.

He's a Vietnam Vet.

Just like Dad.

Medals and everything.

- Wow.

- Check it out, Mrs. C.

Me and Mikey are driving through Venice, right?

And I look over and I see this dude getting beat up

by two other dudes, man.

Boom, boom, boom.

So we pull over, we chased the muggers away

but the guy's trashed so we gotta go to the hospital.

The guy takes a box and he gives it to Mikey and he says,

"Hey, man, will you mail this

to my daughter in South Bend, Indiana"?

No big deal, right?

But of course, Captain America does it one better,

he says, "No, man, I'll deliver it personally".

So now we gotta go to Sturgis, boom, South Bend, Indiana.

- He really got me thinking

so after Indiana,

I'm going to ride down to Washington DC,

I'm gonna stencil Dad's name off the Veteran's Wall,

get it framed.

- Hey, dude, we're going cross-country, man.

We might as well hightail it down to Disney world, bro.

You should come, huh?

- Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. - Straight up.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- You're up early.

- Yeah.

- Thought you'd sleep until noon.

- I'm used to getting up early.

Why are you up?

- I wanted to have coffee with my favorite son.

- You're only son.

- Don't tell Alex that.

Those Dan's medals?

- Yeah.

Too bad Dad's were lost.

- (sighing) Yeah.

- I got an idea.

Why don't I copy two stencils of Dad's name off the wall.

One for me, and one for you.

- Because,

um...

Because (sigh)

your dad's name is not on the wall.

He wasn't killed in Vietnam.

There, I said it.

- What?

- You don't know how many times I've tried to tell you

but something just, just happened and

I don't know, I just, I couldn't do it.

- What do you mean, you couldn't?

Who's my father?

- (gasp) He was a biker.

Please, Mike.

I, I need to tell you this.

You need to know. (sigh)

We met at a party.

I was so young.

And it was like we'd known each other forever.

I never felt anything so natural.

Everything just made sense.

- So what happened?

- Well, he had to go to Deadwood

with his riding partner, he was gonna be back

in a couple of weeks.

We were gonna get married and,

and then the next day on the radio, I,

I heard two bikers were shot just outside the city and

I just, I knew it was them.

So I, I went down to the police station and

I identified your father's body.

It was just like some cruel joke, you know?

Everything was just so dark and empty and-

- So, what's with the Vietnam war hero story?

- Oh, Mike. (sniffing)

When I found out I was pregnant with you,

I was so happy.

But my father, he was furious

and, and I was so scared.

I didn't, I didn't know where to go.

I just, I thought if, I thought if I,

if I told him, your dad was a war hero

that maybe he wouldn't kick me out of the house, you know?

And I guess I just started believing the lie.

I wanted you to have a father.

More than a father.

A hero, you know, someone you could look up to.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- You were my hero.

But you lied to me.

- I'm so sorry!

(engine revving) (dramatic orchestral music)

(birds chirping)

- Hey, dude.

You cool?

- I'm cool.

How's Mom?

- Baking a little cake.

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

- It's under the tarp.

(blue guitar music)

- How did...

- I couldn't part with it.

I had it stored all these years.

- Needs work.

(upbeat music)

(Alex laughing)

Check out the fan head, dude.

- It's a beautiful thing, man.

- Whoo.

Hey, Mike,

I know how you think, man.

And all I wanna say is if we want to get to Sturgis,

we're gonna have to leave in three days.

You know what I mean?

Right?

I mean we're going to Sturgis.

- I got an idea.

- Right.

Mikey.

- No, help me move something.

Come on, three days.

- Really.

Promise me- - Three days.

- Promise me.

- We'll make some calls.

You make some calls.

Make some calls! - I know you.

I know you, man.

(metal clanking)

(engines revving) (men hooting)

(all chattering)

♪ I've been chasing a cowboy from the Rio Grande ♪

♪ Could kill a prisoner in the night using only one hand ♪

♪ Travel across the border

(all chattering)

(all cheering)

♪ Deuces are wild

♪ Deuces are wild, just as fun as they're made ♪

♪ Deuces are wild, this time we're getting laid ♪

♪ Deuces are wild, is the name of the game ♪

♪ Deuces are wild ain't nothing more to say ♪

♪ He ended in a bar room

♪ Pushed all in for high stakes ♪

♪ When his kings and queens were drowning ♪

♪ In an ace-high straight

♪ Took a sip of whiskey

♪ Headed out of sight

♪ That's the way it goes playing deuces are wild ♪

♪ Deuces are wild, ain't nothing more to say ♪

- Mike, that'll change your life.

♪ It's the name of the game

(engine revving)

- [Steele] Cut the bullshlt

and let's get down to business.

- Oh, I knew it.

I felt it.

He is mine.

- I'm not going back to jail for you.

- He's a fucking crook.

- You think he's gonna have any problems killing us?

- Look around you, David.

Look how I live.

You wanna be stuck in that trailer

for the rest of your life?

- You know, believe it or not, I am finally happy

with my life.

I've got a great new girlfriend, I've got a good job.

My life is finally starting to come around.

Don't you care?

I'm happy for you, David.

I'm happy for you.

I really am.

But you're about to make a million dollars.

Don't you think that's worth a little risk?

- - Not that much risk.

Listen, you ungrateful bastard,

I blackmailed a judge to get you outta jail.

Now, this thing is gonna go down in the next 24 hours.

You got it?

Be ready.

- Son of a bitch. (sighing)

- [Joan] Forrest Clayton for reelection.

May I help you?

- May I speak with Congressman Clayton, please?

- [Joan] Would you like to make a donation, sir?

- Not exactly.

Tell him Mr. Red and Mr. Brown

would like to speak with him.

- Hold on one minute, sir.

- [Clayton] Yes, Joan?

- Congressman, you better take this.

It's someone posing as our Mr. Red or Mr. Brown.

- Okay.

Let me call you right back.

May I help you?

- You and your buddies make nice litter-mates.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Let me refresh your memory,

Phoenix, government "biz", contracts,

illegal information,

documents, briefcase full of money ring a bell?

- You, you better watch what you say.

- Fuck you.

I can say anything I want.

You're the one who needs to be careful here.

- Who is this?

- Right, like I'm gonna tell you that.

Listen, you come up with two million dollars

by tomorrow afternoon or everybody in the country

is gonna see your little matinee

with Mr. Red and Mr. Brown.

- [Clayton] Two million dollars, are you crazy?

- What was I thinking?

Make it three million.

And every time you say something stupid,

it goes up another million.

- Okay.

Okay.

You gotta give me time.

You gotta give me time.

- Time?

Sure.

Call you in an hour.

You and your buddies make nice litter-mates.

- [Clayton] I don't know what you're talking about.

- [Gary] Let me refresh your memory, Phoenix,

government "biz", contracts, illegal information,

documents, briefcase full of money ring a bell?

- Joan, are you sure?

- There's no doubt in my mind.

That's the voice who took the reservation from me.

- Makes sense.

It's a good thing you tape

all your phone conversations, huh?

Don't worry about it.

If they're in Phoenix, we'll find them.

- If they don't, we're in it.

- I need you guys to take care of this for me.

- Done.

- Think you can handle that, huh Vic?

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, Jack, that's nothing.

Don't worry about it.

Yeah.

- All right, let's go.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Yeah, some guys like theirs all trimmed down ♪

♪ But my baby looks just fine fat and proud ♪

♪ Some might want theirs all dressed up ♪

♪ But mine don't mind a little roll in the mud ♪

♪ Them pretty ones are good, don't get me wrong ♪

♪ But mine likes the way I get her throttle on ♪

♪ She loves it when I run her hard, good and long ♪

♪ She's a fine machine

♪ My baby's a hog

♪ Soo-wee, sweet, sweet ride

♪ Soo-wee, sweet, sweet ride

♪ No, I turn around when I saddle up ♪

♪ I can tell by her motor that she wants it up ♪

♪ She gets so hot, it might be time to get out ♪

♪ Baby been going all day she don't ever want to stop ♪

♪ Them pretty ones are good, don't get me wrong ♪

♪ But mine likes the way I get her throttle on ♪

♪ When I fill her up, she goes all night long ♪

♪ She's a fine machine My baby's a hog ♪

♪ Soo-wee, sweet, sweet ride

♪ Soo-wee, sweet, sweet ride

- There it is.

That's what I'm talking about.

What's up, ladies?

What's up, ladies?

Oh, look who's here?

Look who's here?

What's up, dog.

(all chattering)

All the usual suspects.

There they are.

What's happening?

What's happening?

You guys going to the big one?

Right on.

Right on.

Yeah, yeah.

(crowd cheers)

(all chattering)

- [Girl] Ahhh, Mike!

Oh, my God!

- That's my old lady, man.

Hey, Mike.

- Hey, good, good, good.

Going to Sturgis?

- Hell yeah, I'm going.

Got a brand fab one.

- What's up? - Hey!

- He's got to ride, huh?

- [Mike] Yeah, he's got to ride.

(upbeat music)

- [Gary] Who the fuck are you? (grunts)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Hey, Einstein.

Einstein.

You back yet?

You with me?

Huh?

You with me?

Yeah.

That's good.

I'm afraid you're in the shitter, kid.

It seems that destiny's path

has not been very kind with you.

- Wait, let me-

- Shh, shh.

Don't talk.

Just listen and answer my questions, all right?

Now where is the tape?

- Tape?

What tape?

(Gary groans)

- Choices, Gary.

Choices.

In life, we all have to make them.

Up until a couple of days ago, your choices were many.

I mean, you could've been anybody.

Anything that you wanted.

But your blind ambition, has led you right here.

Look, I don't wanna have to tell you this,

but you're gonna die tonight.

(Gary gasping)

Shh.

Don't talk.

I'm gonna let you choose how.

Number one, it's quick, it's painless,

it'll only take a couple of seconds.

You won't even know what happened.

And number two, I don't recommend number two.

Number two is a living nightmare of pain and degradation.

Do you understand?

Now with that in mind,

I'm gonna ask you again.

Before you answer, think carefully, alright?

You ready?

- Yeah.

- Where is the tape?

- Okay.

Wait.

Listen, listen, this was my brother's idea.

You gotta talk to him.

He knows where the tape is.

- Deano, give Gary a little taste of door number two,

would you?

- Wait.

Please.

Wait. (groans)

(Gary groaning)

(Gary grunting)

David, run!

Run!

Run, David!

(gun firing)

David!

David!

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(gun firing)

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

(all chattering)

Son of a bitch.

Let's play it smart, pal.

Okay?

- Yeah.

- He can't stay in there forever, right?

Don't worry about it.

We'll get him.

We'll get him.

(upbeat rock music) (all chattering)

- Jimmy Fox?

Alex!

Alex!

- David Tander, what're you doing here, brother?

- Wet T-shirt contest.

These yours?

- Ah. (chuckling)

(Alex laughing)

(David gasping)

Hey, man, we need to talk.

- Way to go, Vic.

- Aw, fuck.

(siren wailing)

- Come on, let's go.

I'll get you.

Don't worry.

We'll get you.

- [Man] Cops!

(siren walling)

(all chattering)

- You gonna try and put your bracelets on me?

- Not until later, baby.

I get off in an hour and I'm back on my scooter, honey.

Have a nice big stiff one waiting for me when I get back.

- Little shot of Jack and a Coke on the side.

- That too.

- Get over here.

(all cheering)

- You doing a little bit of the "yippity yip", man?

- What?

- What do you mean what?

A little bit of the "yakkety yak".

You know what I mean.

- What're you talking about?

- Are you holding?

Dave, look at me.

Come on, man.

You're a mess.

- Look, look, I got to go.

Give me your number.

I'll call you tomorrow.

- Nah, we're going to Sturgis tomorrow, bro.

- What time?

- I don't know.

12, four.

- Just give me your number and I'll call you before I go.

- Whatever, dude.

Hey brother, can I get your pencil?

(soft music)

- Marine! - Ah!

Oh, dude.

- Come on, get up, get dressed.

We gotta go.

You're already dressed.

You slept in your clothes again.

Come on!

- Another hour.

Hey Mikey, let's go, dude.

- Let's go.

- Manners.

- Yeah.

Your father's family had a ranch in Deadwood near Sturgis.

Who knows, maybe they're still there

and can tell you more about your dad.

- Thanks.

I love you, Mom.

- I love you.

Hey you.

- This is it. - I love you.

- Oh, I love you, Mrs. C.

- I love you boys.

- Ah.

- I'll take care of your little boy,

make sure he gets better.

- See?

- Be careful.

- I will.

I love you.

- Now get outta here. - We're going.

- You know I can't watch you ride away.

- I know.

Bye, Mom.

- Bye.

(soft music)

(David breathing heavily)

(line ringing)

- Okay, okay.

Alex, answer the fucking phone.

- [Alex] Sturgis.

Sturgis.

- [Woman] Please leave a message after the beep.

(answering machine beeps)

- Morning, fuck-o.

- We have to talk.

- Okay.

- Now.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Make me, break me

♪ Don't forsake me

♪ I'm on the road I'm on the run ♪

♪ I'm a 16 lover I'm a son of a gun ♪

♪ I'm loud and restless, okay

- Boys, boys, boys.

Guys like you never get it, do you?

Play with the big dogs, you're gonna get bit.

Now, we put you down.

Because of you I probably

gonna have to whack your two buddies.

I want you to think about all the innocent people

that are gonna have to suffer

because of your selfishness and greed.

What can I say?

Two less stupid men in the world.

Deano? - Yeah?

- Get rid of what's left of him.

I want you guys to find these two bikers

no matter what you have to do.

- I think he actually feels sorry for these two mooks.

Can you believe that?

- The only thing Steele's gonna be sorry about is

that he has to pay somebody to clean your fucking trunk.

Now let's go.

Come on.

(men grunting)

- It's too bad about Dave and his brother.

- Wait a second,

how'd the goons know about you guys?

- Well, I guess they got it outta the brothers

before, well, you know.

♪ Restless again

♪ Yeah

♪ Whoo

♪ Yeah

♪ Whoo

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Let your fingers do the talking ♪

♪ My legs will do the stalking

♪ It's a world without change My bed is your grave ♪

♪ I melt in your mouth you buy me your drink ♪

♪ I'm a sugar cane

♪ Sugar cane, slave

♪ Yes, I'm a sugar cane, sugar cane, sugar cane slave ♪

♪ See you've had too long to bleach ♪

♪ He's got middle-class asking a question ♪

♪ See that woman on the boardwalk ♪

♪ She's tracing the rainbow across the ocean ♪

- Um, is there anything on God's green earth

that we can do for you today?

- I'm headed to Durango.

- You're headed to Durango?

What a coincidence.

That's exactly where we're headed, right, Mikey?

That's right.

Durango it is.

- I'm Nicky. - Nicky, I'm Alex.

♪ Sugar cane, sugar cane, sugar cane slave♪

♪ Because I'm a sugar cane slave ♪

♪ Sugar cane, baby

♪ Because I'm a sugar cane, sugar cane ♪

♪ Sugar cane

- I'll go get some beers.

- I'm gonna go call the hospital.

- Pump first?

You got the pump first?

Right on, mama.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Dirty old rag or silk white shirt ♪

♪ Either way they're just gonna cover you with dirt ♪

♪ When they lower you down

- Dan didn't make it.

- Say what?

- He's dead.

- What?

Mikey?

Sorry.

(engine revving)

♪ Before they lower them down

♪ Into the ground

♪ Say, whoa, whoa

- How's his friend?

- Pushing up daisies.

(engine revving)

(soft music)

(engine hissing)

- God!

Unbelievable.

Fucking thing.

- Yeah!

- Go ahead, open up.

Come on.

- It's overheating.

- No shit!

That's why I told you you can't run

100 miles an hour like that, out here in the desert heat.

- Well, we gotta get them, don't we?

- Well, that's what we're doing right now.

Look, we're getting them, aren't we?

- Hello?

Cell phone doesn't work.

Nice.

- What is that over there?

- It's a flag.

So what?

- It is a flag, isn't it?

- So what, yeah, it's a flag.

Hello? - Flag, there's people.

There must be a resort of some kind over there.

They got water.

- Hey, that's a fucking mile away, are you kidding me?

- Do me a favor, stay right here and protect your car

and die of heat stroke so I can come back and bury you!

(light orchestral music)

- Hey, uh, hey Deano, wait up.

I could, uh, I could use a drink.

Wait up!

Deano!

Deano!

Another four miles to go.

- Shut up.

(Vic coughing)

Hey kid, you got any water over here?

- Inside. - Thanks.

- Wanna buy some Indian jewelry?

- How much?

- $10.

- Put that down.

Come on.

- [Vic] Oh, some resort.

Here I am dreaming a nice thick juicy steak and I get

and a cold brewsky and I get this.

- Shut up.

Hi, we're looking for some water.

Do you guys sell water here?

- Water is very precious out here.

- (laughing) No shit, huh?

- And very expensive.

- Yeah, I didn't know that was coming.

Listen, how expensive is it, sir?

(speaking foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

- $10.

- What?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

- Pay the man.

Pay the man.

(Dean sighs)

(Vic coughing)

- That was enough for a fly.

Thanks a lot.

- Our car is broke down in the road

quite a bit away from here and,

well, we need some water for the radiator.

Is there a kind of deal that maybe we can make?

- Water is very precious out here.

- Yeah, I know water is very precious out here.

I also know water is very expensive out here.

Is there a kind of deal that maybe we can make, sir, please?

- Come on.

- The water bucket, please.

- Right.

- Oh, thank you.

Thank you very much. - Very kind, sir.

10.

20.

30.

- All right, Sitting Bullshit,

how about you give us that water?

(guns cocking)

- Sitting bullshit?

That's good.

Who the hell do you think you are?

You think you're Custer?

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down!

Now!

Excuse my friend, he's a couple sandwiches shy of a picnic.

Go right ahead, sir.

40.

50.

- Thank you very much. (laughing)

We're all friends now, right?

Listen, could you give us a ride to our car, please?

- [Man] Reliable transportation is a very precious thing

in the desert.

(percussive music)

(Alex inhales deeply)

(Alex exhales laughing)

- Woo.

No, no, no, you don't wanna give that stuff to Mikey.

- I don't do that.

- That'd be a big mistake.

- [Mike] Fuck you.

- That ought to keep the wild animals away for a while.

- Oh, not all of the wild animals.

- Hey, let's go check out the stars.

- Right on.

Okay.

God.

(soft guitar music)

- God, I had forgotten how beautiful the sky is out here.

- Yeah, dude, this is way more clear than LA.

- That's why I live on the commune in Durango.

It's real.

The Native Americans, they know how to live.

They follow the guidance.

- Right on.

Right on.

What do you mean?

- The Anasazi and the Hopi legends are

more ancient than people realize.

The stories aren't folklore, they're real.

They say that a race of people came down from the stars

and taught them great wisdom.

- Totally.

Totally.

I'm totally down with the UFOs.

- What're you talking about, bro?

- Mikey, come on, man, haven't you heard of

Area 54, bro.

It's a government conspiracy, man.

They're covering it up, bro.

They're keeping it from the people, man.

Am I right?

- It's, it's Studio 54.

Area 51 in New Mexico.

- Wanna go get a beer?

- Yeah.

- Cool.

Mikey, you'll be all right, right, dude?

- Yeah.

Hey Dad,

I, uh

I finally feel like I'm getting to know you.

Thanks.

(light orchestral music)

- Right when I saw you on the side of the road,

I said, boom, spiritual connection, you know?

- I know.

Me too, right?

- It's like this, right?

- Right.

(both laugh)

- Oh. (laughing)

- You know, Alex, when we were on the road today,

I couldn't help but notice the vibrations of your bike

were having a special effect on me.

- Right on. (laughing)

What do you mean?

(bottle thudding)

(soft music)

- Get me some gum, will you?

(Vic sighing)

- Hey Jack, it's Vic.

How you doing?

Uh, uh, no, not exactly.

No.

Well, uh, you know we're having problems

with the fucking car,

you know?

Yeah, not to mention the cell phone, I get no reception.

It's fucking in and out.

Yeah.

I'm on a pay phone, you believe that?

No, we're in Colorado right now.

No, no, no, we're gonna get them right here in Colorado.

Don't worry about it.

Definitely.

Yeah, all right.

All right, Jack.

All right.

Jack, Jack, yeah.

All right, all right, take it easy.

All right, bye. (sighing)

- [Mike] Looks like another chick ran out on you.

The story of your life, man! (laughing)

Story of your life!

- [Vic] All right, this is more like it.

Now we can have some time, huh?

♪ And get paid, strangers in this scene ♪

(tire popping)

- Oh!

What the hell?

(tires screeching)

Son of a... - Take it easy.

I got it.

We're good.

- Ah.

Hey, brain child, shut it off.

Just put this thing...

Oh, man, you are dumber than a trouser snake.

Go ahead and buy retread tires.

Shut the motor off!

What do you got, a spare?

That's it, here we are in the middle of fucking Mars!

Well, see if you got a spare.

- What, did I do it?

Did I do it?

Come on!

(light orchestral music)

- Please.

Brain child!

No spare.

I'm gonna call Steele.

That's it.

- Come on. - Why me?

You know if it wasn't for me,

you'd be a wolf burger.

Next time, try to put air in the spare.

- You need to take an anger management class, you know that?

Maybe two classes.

That's what I'm thinking.

You could be a road crew out here.

Cool Hand Luke.

(engines revving)

\Hey, that's them!

- What? - That's those fucking guys!

That's those fucking guys!

(truck horn blaring)

- Hey!

(both shouting)

- Get outta the road,

you stupid son of a bitch!

- Come on, let's go!

Let's go!

They're getting away!

- Come on, come on, come on, come on!

- Come on!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Step on it.

Come on!

We gotta go around!

(upbeat rock music)

(both shouting indistinctly)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- [Vic] Almost got ran over.

(both shouting indistinctly)

(indistinct)

(both shouting)

- [Dean] Get off the road, huh?

Learn how to drive.

(tires screeching)

- All right, assholes, we need to talk.

Hey, Ray!

Raymond!

Big Bertha talking here.

- Hey Bertha!

Thought that was you back there.

What can I do for you, baby?

- You see that cat weaving in and out between us?

About killed them flat.

One of those people on the road back there.

I want you to lock up all that rubber

and feed him some of that steel bumper

while I shove this rig right up his ass.

- Hey, you got it baby.

You just tell me when.

(upbeat rock music)

- Now!

(tires screeching)

(both shouting)

(car crashing)

(tires screeching)

(both coughing and choking)

- [Dean] I told you to stop!

- He's mine!

- I told you to stop!

I told him to stop!

Oh!

- [Vic] You told me to go around.

What're you talking about?

Ah!

Ah!

Huh? (grunts)

- You're fucked!

(Dean groaning)

- You're not one of those road ragers, are you?

(Vic grunting)

Because I fuck you guys in prison.

(all gasping)

- [Dean] I'm sorry.

(Dean grunting)

- Hey, boys, we can't leave this meat-head on the road.

Got to do the caddy.

(all chattering)

- Wait, God.

Whoa!

(light orchestral music)

(car crunching)

(all cheering)

(car crunching) (all cheering)

- Guys, I haven't had this much fun in a long time. (laughs)

Thanks, fellas.

Boys, we got to get the hell outta here now.

(upbeat rock music)

Big bitch!

(upbeat rock music)

♪ The sides are open now

♪ The sides are open now

♪ The sides are open now

♪ So just get on

♪ The sides are open now

♪ The sides are open now

♪ The sides are open now so just get, get on ♪

- My golf clubs were in there.

- You're lucky you weren't in there.

(truck horn blaring)

(phone rings)

- Deano, give me some good news.

Colorado?

What are you kidding me?

I'm gonna fucking kill that guy!

Your brother's a fucking psycho!

Jesus, Deano, for the love of God,

we're talking about two guys on motorcycles here.

- Jack, there's a lotta road out there, okay?

But the kid, he got a good look at him

right before he almost got us killed.

I know, listen, I'm tough, Jack, but I think

I might be getting too old for this stuff.

- All right, all right, look,

we know they're going to Sturgis.

They're gonna be there at least a week.

We got plenty of time to find them.

I know a guy out there.

The guy's got lots of clout.

He owes me a favor, I'll have him grab them and hold them

until you get there.

- All right.

- Listen to me carefully on this, Deano.

Sooner or later that kid is gonna find the tape

and he's gonna watch it.

So we got no choice, all right?

Get the tape and then bury the two of them.

Don't disappoint me on this, Deano.

- Got it.

- All right.

Put "scumbo" on.

- All right.

Hold on.

Hey. - Yeah?

- Hey! - What?

- Jack wants to talk to you.

Come on, get over here.

- Why does he wanna talk to me?

- Get off your ass and take this phone call.

Jiminy Crickets, come on.

I'm getting old standing here already, come on.

- All right.

Yeah, come on.

- Jiminy Crickets.

- All right.

What?

(clears throat) Hey Jack, how's it going?

- Vic, I swear to god, I am gonna fucking choke you myself

if you fuck up one more time.

(phone beeping)

- All right.

See you.

(Dean laughing)

- Oh, gosh.

- I swear to god, Julia,

I am gonna choke your brother to death.

- Jack, Jack, relax.

Can I make you a drink?

How about a blow-job?

- What are we waiting for?

(phone ringing)

- [Mike] Hey, there.

Leave a message.

- Not answering the fucking phone.

Wait for the beep, huh?

Yeah, I'll tell you what,

I'll tell you what.

You give us the tape, you know who this is.

That's right.

Give us the tape

and we'll spare your life.

Goodbye.

(rock music)

♪ 60 miles an hour

♪ I'm amazing

♪ I said 60 miles an hour

- Wait a god damn minute.

Something ain't right here.

That was just too damn easy.

You and your buddy have been hustling us.

- This isn't a Paul Newman movie, bro.

We just wanna have a good time, man.

- Yeah, and you're playing us for suckers.

- Let me get you a beer, all right?

- Look, bro, you're about to lose fair and square

so why don't you put the ball on the table and pay up now.

- I ain't your fucking bro, and I ain't paying you shit!

- Hey, settle down, all right?

Peace and love.

Peace and love.

- Peace and love, my ass!

It's my turn to shoot the eight ball!

(glass shattering) (upbeat music)

- Peace and love, man, peace and love.

♪ Make the switch, turn it up, come and get it on ♪

♪ Life's a bit too short for the sad song ♪

♪ Hard day's night train kept it rolling my way ♪

♪ Cold gin, mama can come on in ♪

♪ Welcome to the party

♪ Fire up your engines

♪ Light them up and smoke them

♪ Welcome to the party we're just getting started ♪

♪ We're going to play around, let it all hang out ♪

♪ If you'll let me hear you shout ♪

(men grunting)

♪ Double fist, get it, sipping moonshine ♪

♪ All the ladies dancing dirty looking just fine ♪

♪ Smooth lines, can't wait, baby wants to transfer ♪

(gun firing)

♪ It's here, drink is here

- Bo?

(gun firing)

Bo?

Bo, honey, you all right?

- Shelly, what the hell are you doing?

- I am getting our money back.

- Honey, put that thing down.

- Shut up, Bo.

- Just take it easy.

- No, you shut up, too, fancy pants.

Come on.

Empty your pockets.

You too, pretty boy.

Come on.

Come on.

Empty your pockets.

All right now, Bo, I want you,

I want you to jump behind the bar,

clean out the cash register and rip the phone out.

- You want me to jump behind the counter and-

- Bo, will you shut up and do it?

Oh, oh, and honey, while you're there,

grab a bottle of Jack too.

What're you looking at, fancy pants?

What you got in here, boy?

Oh, my, oh, my, hey!

Hey!

- Holy shit! - Look at this!

- Y'all are fucking drug dealers.

I knew it as soon as I laid eyes on you.

- That's a dead vet's money.

- When I meet him in hell I'll thank him.

Now you pop your head out that door and I'll blow it off!

- [Shelley] Peace and love! (laughs)

- Dead vet's money?

- Shut up.

And that's when Alex found the tape.

And he wanted to call Steele and say,

"Dude, you can have your damn tape,

but it's gonna be on our terms.

Where we say, when we say and how we say".

- Look, Mr. Murphy, we're not interested in hurting anybody,

but if I don't get that tape back,

I'm gonna cut both your ball sacks off,

turn them into tobacco pouches

and sell 'em at the Indian reservation.

Do you understand me?

- [Alex] I'll get you your damn tape,

but it's gonna be in a wide open place,

so that we feel safe.

Do you understand me? - That sounds reasonable.

Mr. Murphy, don't disappoint me.

(phone beeping)

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

- [Alex] Dude! - [Mike] Whoa!

(gun firing)

- Cool it, man. - Don't move.

Don't even think about it.

- The punk sold us out, dude.

- We've been chasing you fucks for 1800 miles.

And after I get that tape,

I'm gonna whack the both of you.

How's that?

- Ah, dude, I'm the guy.

I'm the guy on the phone, man.

I'm the guy you made the deal with, bro.

That's me. - Fuck the deal!

- That's how this is gonna go down, bro?

Let me warn you guys something, man.

You don't know me, okay?

- Alex, shut up. - Not, no, bro.

Neither one of you guys know who I am, all right?

You don't know - Alex.

- People that I know.

I know people.

You'll be screaming, dude.

I know people, man.

I'm from fucking Venice, dude.

(gun firing)

Ah!

Oh!

Ah!

Oh, fuck!

Ah!

Dude shot me, man!

Ah!

Ah!

- Are you kidding me?

Is that what really went down?

- Are you crazy?

We called the cops.

(interviewer laughing)

- Do you know whatever happened to Steele?

- No, they never caught him.

So I guess he's still in business.

- Grabbing that.

- What about the goons that were chasing you?

- No idea.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- [Dean] You know if Jack wasn't your brother-in-law,

I would've killed you a long time ago.

(rain pattering)

(paper rustling)

- Thanks a lot for the interview.

It's good to meet you.

- Wait a minute.

Don't you wanna know what happened with the vet's daughter?

- You're goddamn right I do.

(upbeat music)

♪ The last dregs of freedom

♪ It heals me deep inside

♪ Birds figure out some kind of way ♪

♪ To put my heartbeat in the sky ♪

♪ So that I can fly

♪ I ride to live

♪ And I live to ride

♪ I ride to live

♪ And I live to ride

♪ Well, I ride to live

♪ I live to ride

♪ Well, I live to ride

(crowd cheering)

- Thank you guys very much.

Thank you very much.

Some of you know why I asked you to come out here today.

Some of you don't.

For those of you who don't,

a good buddy of mine gave me a call the other day,

Mike Callahan, he's been on a quest

to save a little kid's life

and that quest took an ugly turn

at a rundown roadhouse just outside of Durango.

They wound up on the wrong side of the hold up.

They took the last bit of money that kid needed to survive.

I told him I'd do the best that I could.

I told him I know a lotta good people that just might help.

Who's with me?

(crowd cheering)

Mike?

Where's Mike Callahan?

Come on up, buddy.

Come on up here.

(crowd cheering)

- Good stuff.

Thank you.

- Where's my buddy, JC?

Pass the helmet around.

Let's fill this thing up.

(all chattering)

- Thank you, thank you, thank you, guys.

- [Man] Passing it around.

Filling up the bucket.

- Thank you!

Whoo!

- You ready to feel a little bit

of knees in the breeze?

(crowd cheering)

Come on, brother!

(all cheering)

(upbeat rock music)

I'm gonna get my knees in the breeze.

It goes like this.

♪ She was sitting in the backseat of ♪

(soft music)

♪ Are you ready

♪ To be someone

♪ To a stranger

♪ Of less fortune

- Can I help you?

- Hi.

I, I got something for you from your father.

- My dad?

(light orchestral music)

- Is that him?

- Yes.

How did you-

- I, I took him to the hospital just before he passed.

He wanted you to have that and he wanted you to know

how much you meant to him.

I'm just sorry he couldn't bring it to you himself.

(light orchestral music)

- What's your name?

- Mike Callahan.

- It looks like you've been riding for a while,

Mike Callahan.

Can I fix you a cup of coffee?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that'd be nice.

(light orchestral music continues)

She was really sweet.

It's a shame about her father.

- Mike, they're ready for your stunt.

- Okay.

Um, I gotta go.

- That's it.

But what about your dad?

- Look, I'm not a hero, but I guess I am my father's son.

I'm a biker.

I was born to ride.

(man chattering indistinctly) (soft music)

(suspenseful music) (phone ringing)

- Homey, you gonna answer it, or what?

- Shut the fuck up!

Christ.

Where's my fucking helicopter?

- We're working on it, Tony, we're working on it.

Come on.

Let's just calm down.

Take it easy.

Good.

Now, now, listen,

Tony, once you're airborne,

you gotta come down sooner or later.

Why don't you just fold in now and save yourself

the bullshlt.

- To hell with you and your bullshit!

It's my third strike, Hoff, and you know it.

It's all or nothing for me now.

Now, get me that fucking bird now!

(all screaming)

Shut them the fuck up!

- Shut the fuck up!

(all screaming)

- I know you're watching. (laughing)

And welcome to the show.

(all screaming)

For those of you who are skeptical viewers,

check out how serious I really am.

(woman screaming)

- No!

- Don't move. - Tony!

Tony, no, don't!

(woman screaming)

(glass shattering)

(all screaming)

(gun firing)

- [Director] Cut!

Beautiful!

Beautiful!

(all chattering)

Print that!

Check the gate!

Get my next shot up.

You were great. - Thanks.

- Great.

Let's do this, folks.

Come on.

Let's go.

- [Mike] Thanks, Brit!

- Dude, the scene was so fucking rad, dude.

- I should've come down at a lower angle.

- What are you talking about, man?

That was incredible.

Dude, you looked like Lee Majors

coming through the window.

- Lee Majors? - The Fall Guy, bro.

Fonzie with the trashcans.

Whatever you want.

By the way, I got a present for you.

- Sturgis.

- We missed last year.

I ain't missing this year.

- [Mike] All right.

All right.

- Happy birthday, dude. - Oh, thanks, bro.

- I got reservations, dude. - Cool.

That's great.

All of my dad's old riding buddies

are gonna be there this year.

- [Alex] Yeah.

Hey, where do you wanna go for dinner?

(indistinct)

That's what I'm talking about.

Whoo!

(upbeat rock music)

♪ We were born to ride

♪ We got the motor on, we're born to ride ♪

♪ Yeah

♪ Riding down on a desert road

♪ Feel your tire wind is cold

♪ 80 miles's not far away

♪ Rising up like a wave

♪ We were born to ride

♪ We've got the motor on, we're born to ride ♪

♪ We were born to ride

♪ We've got the motor on we're born to ride ♪

♪ Yeah

(upbeat rock music)

♪ I've been rolling on down the highway ♪

♪ Riding with the boys

♪ Keep, keep keeping me running ♪

♪ We made all kinds of noise

♪ Ride to live, live to ride again ♪

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ Ride to live, live to ride again ♪

♪ I was fighting, honky tonk women ♪

♪ Everybody, and a bottle of gin ♪

♪ Keep, keep keeping me rolling ♪

♪ Each man said I'm living in sin ♪

♪ Ride to live, live to ride again ♪

♪ Ride to live, live to ride again ♪

(upbeat blues rock music)

♪ Oh

♪ Yeah

♪ I see the destiny in your eye ♪

♪ It's like a moment

♪ Frozen time

♪ Well I'm an outlaw with my pride ♪

♪ Looking freedom and peace of mind ♪

♪ 'Cause baby I'm the one who's racing to the sun ♪

♪ Facing everything that's sharp ♪

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ Yeah

♪ See my people needed faith

♪ And I've got it to give

♪ But they can not wait

♪ I feel the wind upon my face

♪ Looks like the Lord left me today ♪

♪ Stop with all the love

♪ Oooh, loves enough

♪ Did you ever cross

♪ Yeah, I'm born to ride

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ I'm born to ride

♪ I'm born to ride

♪ Let's go

♪ Yeah, oh

♪ Yeah, oh

♪ Yeah, yeah, oh

♪ Whooo

♪ Mam said that I

♪ I could find a way to touch the sky ♪

♪ I wipe the tears up off her eyes ♪

♪ And I tell her mama, you're not alive ♪

♪ 'Cause it's not another lady

♪ Truly understands

♪ Wait you got a little lost

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ Yeah

♪ Baby, I'm born to ride

♪ Let's go

♪ Yeah

♪ Yeah

♪ Oh

♪ Yeah

♪ Oh

♪ Born to ride

♪ I'm born to ride

♪ My mama said that I

♪ I'd find a way to touch the sky ♪

♪ I wipe the tears up off her eyes ♪

♪ And I told her mama, you're not alive ♪

♪ 'Cause it's not another lady

♪ Truly understands

♪ Wait, you gotta live to die