All language subtitles for 16 - Soapbox Derby

Watch it.

Careful.

I bet I know what you're thinking.
"There must be an easier way."

There is, but it might
shake you up a bit.

What?

Here we go. All set, Johnny.

I sure appreciate this, Mrs. Stephens.

If it weren't for you, I'd have no way
to get down to the track and practice.

I'm happy to help, Johnny.
But I still don't see the point...

...of practicing for a race
you don't think you'll be able to enter.

I guess it's just my nutty way
of hoping against hope.

All right, stand back.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Kravitz,
what are you doing here?

Me? I only happen to be
the aunt of Flash Kravitz...

...the fastest soapbox-derby racer...

...in the future history
of soapbox-derby racing.

Really? That's wonderful.

He's staying with us
until he wins the local races.

Then, naturally,
he's going on to win at Akron.

-Naturally.
-What are you doing here?

Oh, I came with my friend,
Johnny Mills.

Well, if you don't mind,
Mrs. Stephens...

...I wish you wouldn't look at Flash.

Mrs. Kravitz, I'm afraid I don't know
what you mean.

Let's just say I'm superstitious.

Which, incidentally, I never was
until I met you.

Beat it, kid. I'm class A,
and this is a time trial.

I'm racing against the clock.

It won't hurt anything
if I race with you.

In that pile of junk?
Don't make me laugh.

The Gray Goose may not be painted
as fancy as yours...

-...but I'll beat you to the finish line.
-Not if you had jet engines.

Go back on your skateboard, kid.
I don't race with amateurs.

Flash.

Wait!

You're not gonna let him
race with you.

Well, if he wants to eat my dust,
that's his hang-up.

It certainly is.

Ready, set...

...go!

Come on, Flash!
Get your weight forward! Come on!

So as Johnny and I drove home...

...that's when he asked me
if I could keep the racer.

Why can't he keep it at home?
Where's he been keeping it?

That's what I wanted to know,
but I didn't find out much.

All I know is there's just
the boy and his father.

He's the garage man, you know,
Mills Auto Service?

-Yeah.
-Well, for some reason...

...Johnny doesn't want his father
to know about the racer.

That doesn't make any sense.

Who'd be more interested in his kid's
racing car than a garage mechanic?

-You figure it out.
-I don't wanna figure it out.

I don't wanna get involved.
And I don't want you involved either.

-I'm not involved.
-Sam...

...you're helping a 12-year-old
deceive his father.

You don't call that "involved"?

Darrin, did you tell your father
everything when you were 12?

We're not talking about me.
It's been a long time since I was 12.

-Wanna lick the spoon? It's chocolate.
-Oh, yeah, I love your chocolate.

Sam, that's not fair.

Well, neither is sitting in judgment
on a boy...

...when you don't know
the whole story.

Say, have I heard the whole story?

You didn't interfere when
the boys were racing, did you?

I told you, they were only practicing.

But you didn't tell me,
did you interfere?

Well, if you could call straightening
a wobbly wheel interfering--

I could.

Oh, that must be Johnny,
he said he'd be back.

-Would you answer the door?
-We'll continue this discussion later.

Not if I can help it.

-Mr. Stephens?
-You must be Johnny.

Yes, sir. I came to work on my racer.

-I've got a wheel problem.
-So I've heard.

Come inside a minute, son.
I'd like to talk to you.

Sam, we have a guest.

-Hiya, Johnny.
-Hi, Mrs. Stephens.

Thanks for keeping my car
in your garage.

-I was happy to do it.
-Sit down, Johnny.

Think a little piece
would spoil your dinner?

I could risk it.

Why don't you want your father
to know about the racer?

Oh, lots of reasons.
None of them really very interesting.

Why don't you let us decide that
for ourselves.

Well, Dad doesn't know
I built the racer.

Tommy Summers let me build it
in his garage.

But it was taking up too much room.
That's why I had to ask you.

Why keep the racer a secret?

Your dad's a mechanic,
he could've helped you.

The soapbox-derby rules says
you gotta build it all by yourself.

And anyway, you don't know my dad.

-He'd have thrown a fit.
-Why?

Well, because....

Look, my dad's a great guy,
about the greatest there is...

...but he's got this thing
about me becoming a doctor.

What's building a racer
got to do with becoming a doctor?

With my dad, everything has something
to do with becoming a doctor.

-You wanna be a doctor?
-Sure, I....

I guess so.
If it'll make Dad happy.

Mrs. Stephens, I gotta go.

Thanks for the cake.
And thanks again for keeping my car.

Johnny, wait a minute.

-What are you going--?
-Good luck, Johnny.

We hope you win the derby
and become a doctor.

Thanks.

Mrs. Stephens,
I got one other problem.

-Okay.
-You see...

...they won't let me race
in the derby...

...unless my parent or guardian
signs the application.

-Johnny, we can't sign it for you.
-Oh, I know that.

That'd be illegal.

Anyway, I was going to ask my dad
to sign it after I got the racer all built.

Well, the race is on Saturday...

...and I'm kind of scared to ask him.

Would you?

I'll bet he'd have a tough time
saying no to you.

-Speaking from experience--
-Yeah, I'd be willing to give it a try.

Mr. Mills...

...don't you understand, if you don't
sign this, Johnny won't be able to race.

-That lousy bolt's frozen.
-He's got a good chance of winning.

And if I don't fix this buggy
by 8:00...

...I've got a good chance of getting the
riot act from the guy that owns this car.

Mr. Mills, haven't you got just five
minutes to stand up and talk to me?

Look, Mrs. Stephens, you're a very
nice lady and a very good customer...

...and I appreciate your business,
but my son is my son.

-All right?
-Yes, I know.

The only reason I am asking
is because your son is afraid to ask.

How about people.

They see a kid without a mother,
and right away...

...they figure they got a right
to stick their nose in.

I told you, I gotta get
finished with this car.

Is that more important than Johnny?

Look, do you think I like working
14 hours a day, seven days a week?

You know what it costs to send a kid
through college and medical school?

Yes. Yes, I know it's very expensive.

But did you realize...

...that the soapbox-derby finalists
win college scholarships?

Well, that's terrific.

If I figured like that, I'd take all
the profits from this garage...

...and I'd try to win his tuition
in a crap game, you get the same odds.

Mr. Mills, Johnny's racer
is already built.

He'd only have to take
one afternoon off from his studies.

Surely he can spare that.

This thing won't budge.

It come loose.

Mr. Mills, please?

Please?

All right, all right.

Give him a little encouragement,
he thinks a lot of you.

Yeah, that's his trouble.

He thinks too much of
a $150-a-week grease monkey.

Will you come watch him race
on Saturday?

Boy, give them an inch....

Lady, on Saturdays
I'm up to my ears in work.

You got so much free time,
you go watch him race.

All right. I will.

Mission accomplished.

Johnny, you got time
to put these on?

Hey, brand-new regulation wheels!

Now I can pass inspection.

-Thanks, Mr. Stephens.
-It's okay, Johnny.

-You too, Mrs. Stephens.
-Glad to do it.

-Hurry. Not long before the first race.
-Right.

Look who didn't wanna get involved.
Come here.

-Come on, there are kids around here.
-Yeah. Too bad, huh?

Get those wheels on, Johnny.
We'll be rooting for you.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Mrs. Stephens, you will watch
for my dad, won't you?

I mean, in case he does come.

-Sure, Johnny.
-Contestants for the next heat...

...are Jim Kleinman, Johnny Mills,
Don Bellow.

-Come on, Johnny!
-Come on, Johnny.

-Come on, faster!
-Come on, Johnny!

-Oh, come on, Johnny. Faster!
-Come on, Johnny!

There he goes! There he goes!

He won!

The winner in class B, Johnny Mills.

-He won!
-I make it 28.7 seconds. That's good.

I knew he could do it.
I knew he could do it!

Thattaboy, Johnny!

-Oh, there, there, there.
-Figured.

And the winner in class A,
Leroy Kravitz.

Looks like he and Johnny
will be racing each other.

I think so.

The finals! Abner, Flash is gonna be
in the finals!

In that case,
I'll have another hot dog.

The bases are loaded again!

Ladies and gentlemen, the drivers
in this final championship heat...

...of the local soapbox derby...

...are Johnny Mills
and Leroy Kravitz.

Drivers to the starting line.

Remember now, let him
do it on his own. No funny help.

-Why, Darrin, do you think I'd stoop--?
-No.

But you might get excited
and lose control.

They blew it.

-Who?
-Who else? The Mets!

-Come on, Johnny! Come on!
-Let's go, Johnny!

-Oh, faster. Faster, Johnny!
-Stay back, Flash!

Come on, Johnny! Come on!

Oh, he may make it.
Oh, come on! Faster.

Oh, I promise, witch's honour.
Come on, Johnny. Johnny!

-Go, Johnny! Come on! Faster!
-Go, Johnny! There you go!

-Come on, Johnny!
-He won! He won!

Hi, Johnny! He won! He won!

The winner, and this year's champion,
is Johnny Mills.

See, I told you they were
doing something funny.

Okay, so why don't
you do something funny?

Like mind your own business,
for a change.

This is my business.

And I think it needs
further investigation.

Congratulations, Johnny.

Now I can say that I know
a local soapbox-derby champion.

Congratulations, champ.

Say, you gave us a bad moment
in that last heat.

Attention.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...there'll be a delay before
the presentation of the trophies.

Will Johnny Mills and his parents...

...please report to the soapbox-derby
headquarters immediately.

I wonder what that's all about.

Hello, Johnny. I'm Mr. Martin
of the derby rules committee.

Are you Mr. and Mrs. Mills?

-No, we're just friends.
-Is anything the matter?

Well, we've had
a rather strange complaint...

...from a Mrs. Gladys Kravitz.
Do you know her?

Well, she's--

I don't like to say this.
--weird.

She is, isn't she?

And most difficult to cope with.

She has insisted that Johnny here
got illegal help in winning this race.

We've got to clear this thing up
before we can declare him the winner.

I built the car all by myself. Honest.

I'm sure you did, son.
And I'm sure you can prove it.

Now, where are your parents?

-Your father did sign the application.
-Yes, sir.

What's the--?
What's the nature of the charges?

They, like Mrs. Kravitz,
are also weird.

But we're gonna have
an informal hearing...

...as soon as we can
round up all the judges.

-Now, where is your father, Johnny?
-Well, Mr. Mills was delayed.

He got sick. He really wanted to come,
but he got sick.

Well, he should be here
to help answer the charges.

Darrin, why don't you go along
with Mr. Martin and Johnny.

I'll phone Mr. Mills
and see if he's feeling better.

Don't you worry.

Come along with me.

Come on, Johnny.

Mr. Mills, Johnny needs you.

Johnny never cheated
on anything in his life.

Let him tell the judges that.
They'll believe him.

Why should they, when his own father
won't come down and stand up for him?

Well, what can I do?

Look, I know it's tough on the kid...

...but there are more important things
than soapbox derbies.

Yeah, I agree.

Like a boy who has to say
his father's sick...

...because he's too ashamed to admit
he isn't interested in going to the race.

He gets a roof over his head...

...three meals a day
and a chance to go to college...

...so that he won't have to pump gas
for 12 hours a day.

If that ain't good enough,
that's just too bad.

Oh, please, Mr. Mills.
It'll only take an hour.

Look, Mrs. Stephens, I got three tires
to fix on that one over there.

I have to replace the carburettor
in that one...

...and a complete brake reline
on that one there. All before 6:00.

If all those things were done,
could you come?

How they gonna get done?
You got a magic wand?

-What's a carburettor look like?
-Mrs. Stephens, please, go away.

-Is it that thing?
-Yeah. Now, go away.

Okay.

Mr. Mills, is that the car without
the tires? It seems to have them all.

-They was laying on the ground.
-Isn't that a carburettor?

No. Nobody can hook up
one of them things that quick.

Oh, you must have done it this morning
and forgot. You've been awfully busy.

-Did I forget about the brake reline too?
-I don't know.

The heck with it.
Let's go, Mrs. Stephens.

I.... I better change my clothes.
I can't go looking like a bum.

You look just fine.

Besides, it's a hearing, not a formal
dinner party. Come on. Come on.

Mrs. Kravitz, can you be
a little more specific?

Exactly in what way
did Johnny here get illegal help?

Well, you saw the way
he was behind in the last heat.

And then he caught up...

...like magic.

And I don't use the word loosely.

How about not using the word at all?

Well, the same peculiar thing happened
when he was racing with my Flash...

...and they were just practicing.

What's so peculiar about that?
Drivers often come from behind.

Both times,
Samantha Stephens was there.

That's my wife. She's sort of been
coaching Johnny.

She's been doing
more than just coaching.

She's always doing more
than she should be...

...when she should be
doing something.

The things I could tell you....

The things I could tell you.

Johnny...

...did anyone help you
build your car?

No, sir.

Dad!

It's okay, kid.
What'd they say you did?

Mr. Mills, won't you sit down.

We're just trying to make sure
that Johnny built his racer himself.

If he says he did, he did.
Look, I'm a mechanic...

...if he didn't ask me for help,
why would he ask anyone else?

Now, please, everybody, sit down.

Johnny, can you tell us how
you constructed the brake assembly?

Yes, sir. I used the tools at school.
In wood shop.

I built the car
in my friend Tommy's garage.

We had some old tires, so we used
a piece of them for the braking surface.

I attached the rod to the front-end plate
with an eyebolt.

Then, for the rear housing, I used
regular door springs and some hinges.

I had a little bit of trouble getting the
regulation 3-inch ground clearance...

...but after I switched the hinge,
it was okay.

-Where did you learn all that stuff?
-From you, Pop.

You're the best mechanic in town.

-Can I say something?
-Certainly, Mr. Mills.

My kid never lied about anything
in his life...

...except maybe today,
when he said that I was sick.

I wasn't sick.

I was stupid.

Well, that's all I wanted to say,
but if you wanna make out...

...that my kid didn't win
because he got help from somebody...

...you better be able
to prove it pretty good.

Thank you, Mr. Mills.

Congratulations, Johnny.

I think we can give you your trophy
and your $500 bond right now.

And we also want you to know
that we're very proud...

...to have you represent our city
in the finals at Akron.

Come on, Abner. We don't have
to listen to this. We're leaving.

Are you going with him to Akron?

Why should she go with him?
I'm the kid's old man, ain't l?

Lady, how about taking over the station
while me and the kid are out of town?

When you show up,
things have a way of working...

...and working out.

No, thank you, Mr. Mills.
I'm retiring.

By special request.

Seventy thousand spectators
crowded the stands in Akron....

Oh, darling, isn't it wonderful
about Johnny? I just can't believe it.

It's fantastic. There were over
250 local champions competing.

Well, he won the scholarship,
that's the important thing.

No more problems about college.

His father won't have to worry
about that now.

There he is!

This year's winner was Johnny Mills.

As the crowd cheers
the new champion...

...Johnny was paraded down the track
on which, only minutes before...

...he had beaten two other finalists
in the championship heat.

Johnny qualified
for the all-American derby...

...by beating all other entrants
in the local trials of his community.

At the finish line, Johnny
was joined by his father...

...who shared in the excitement.

If anybody ever made
a boy's dreams come true....

Well, thank you, darling.

You're pretty good at making
a man's dreams come true too.

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