One Fast Move (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[light tones]



[lion roaring]

[gentle chimes]



[hip-hop music]



[indistinct chatter]

[singer] No way

you're gonna stop me now

[man] Come on!

[singer] No way,

there's no way

No way

you're gonna stop me now

Try it, you punk,

go ahead and jump

No way

you're gonna stop me now

[man] You got this!

There's no way

No way you're gonna

stop me now

Try it, you punk,

go ahead and jump

[singer] You ready yet?

Put it in motion

I been round the town, I

just needed the [indistinct]

[man] 350 down on the car, baby!

Come on, Wes!

[engines revving]



[engines revving]

[tires screeching]

[engines roaring]

[tires screeching]

[engines roaring]

[singer] No way

you're gonna stop me now

No way,

there's no way

No way you're gonna

stop me now

Try it, you punk,

go ahead and jump

[engines screeching]

[singer] No way,

there's no way

[Wes] Oh, no. Oh, no.

[cheers and applause]

[sirens wailing]

sh*t!

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

[police] Officers in pursuit

on the base,

a male suspect on motorcycle.

[engines revving,

tires screeching]

[singer] No way

you're gonna stop me now

No way,

there's no way

[police] Requesting

military clearance.

NP for... sh*t!

[singer] No way you're

gonna stop me now

[siren wailing]

[police] Officer down!

[singer] No way

you're gonna stop me now

Try it, you punk,

go ahead and jump



- [tires screeching]

- [Wes] Ah, ah!

[police 1] Stay down!

[police 2] Stay on the ground!

- [police 1] Don't run!

- [police 2] Hey, get down!

- [police 1] Stay down.

- [police 2] Get down!

[police 1] Get down!

[police 2] Don't resist!

[police 1]

Get down and stay down.

[police 2]

Hands behind your back!

[police 1] Break, soldier!

[dramatic music]

[police 2] Stop resisting.

[police 1] Affirmative,

requesting medical assistance.

Officers injured.

Soldier in custody.



[indistinct shouting]

[buzzing]

[guard] Come on, Wes.

[keys jingling]

[door clanks, creaks]

[woman] It says here

your last civilian address

was in Topeka, Kansas?

Uh, maybe.

Yeah, my mom's house.

[woman] Is your mother alive?

No.

[woman] And your father?

Why is that necessary?

[woman] This evaluation

is designed to help you

transition into civilian life.

And you do understand

that all of your VA benefits

will be forfeited due

to a bad conduct discharge?

Finding employment

with a BCD will be challenging.

We can help get you

a certificate in construction.

When can I get my bike back?

[rock music]

[engine revving]



[singer] Yeah

I'm sliding

through mountains

And I'm riding

through storms, yeah

Well, I'm caught

in this landscape

Looks like my old man

outshone me

My grandpa

was a riding man

And he,

he taught my dad well

They ride up

to the rocky parts

And they end up in hell



Well, I got

this old blackbird

That's been around

for years

I feel it all started

as a man out here

Well, I traveled

through the daytime

When standing with years

Bury souls

in the nighttime

Just to make ends meet...



[indistinct chatter]



[rock music playing]



[announcer] Experts,

600-class, second call.

Experts, 600-class, second call.

[soft music]



[man] Horse sh*t, man.

Little f*ck stuffed it into

my apex, and I get flagged.

Take a breath, man.

Dean Miller?

The hell do you want?

Uh, I need to talk to you.

And you are?

I'm...

you knew my mom, Laura Neal.

Well, you're, uh...

- Wes.

- You're Wes, yeah.

Hey, man, I was wondering

if maybe we could

go talk somewhere.

Ah, look, kid, now's not

the best time to do this, OK?

What's this, exactly?

This.

OK.

Hey, look, man, don't do that.

There's a bar down the road,

Maggie's.

Want to grab a beer?

All right.

Everything all right?

No, it sure as sh*t ain't.

[rock music playing]

[Dean]

Check out this big old scar.

Left turn hit and run.

Everybody want to be the one

to take out the legend...

Dean Miller, speed k*ller.

That is so sexy, baby.

[Dean] Of course it is.

Yo, kid, you want another beer?

[indistinct chatter]

Good.

Go get us one, and grab

a couple more for the girls.

[Dean] Hey, don't say I never

did nothing for you.

- Want to see another one?

- [woman] Yes.

[Dean]

Check this big-a*s scar.

My last girlfriend

did this to me.

No, I'm just playing.

Come on, baby.

You don't...

[woman]

Let me show you my scar.

What do you got?

Oh, you win.

Let me take a closer

look at these.

Boom.

Hey, you leaving?

I figured we'd talk

after a couple of beers.

That's fine, man.

I got to get going.

Wes, come on.

I'm trying, here.

Yeah, right.

This is you trying.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

sh*t.

Listen, man, you smoke?

I smoke this sh*t

for chronic pain

and because my back's

all f*cked up.

Purely medicinal.

[clears throat]

I was sorry to hear

about your mom.

She talk about me?

Look, I didn't come

here for you to, like,

own up to anything.

I'm not looking for a father.

Why did you come here?

I want to race.

Race... like, professionally?

You just decided this?

I've been thinking

about it for a while.

How old are you?

Are you really asking me that?

You know how old I am.

Look, man, your time has passed.

Kids these days are

getting scouted at 13.

What about you?

Me?

I've been on that

track for 25 years.

I do it for my fans

and because it's fun.

It did not look like that today.

Yeah, well, I can't

help being competitive.

It's in my blood.

Well, maybe it's

in my blood too.

Look, kid,

it's not gonna happen.

Thanks for your help.

Hey, I'm doing you a favor.

Yeah, you've been doing

me a lifetime of favors.

I'll find someone else.

[Dean] Hey.

The bike's pretty beat up.

I run a shop in town...

Legacy Speed Shop.

Why don't you come by?

I'll give you a tune up

on the house.

Sure.

Cool.

[engine revs]

[soft music]



[bell chimes]

[man] Here you go, Camila.

[radio playing]



Here you go.

Everything good?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.



[singer] I hope

I believe my baby's

there...

[bell chimes]

[server] Refill, sir?

[singer]

And start all over

I hope you can't go wrong

Run away someplace

and start all over

But without you,

I can't run...

[engine revs]



Let me know if I can

help you with anything.

Actually, I'm looking for Dean.

He said he runs this shop.

This is my shop.

I run it.

You're the young man

from yesterday, right?

[Wes] Yes, sir.

[man] Hmm.

Yo, you made it.

Yeah, I don't think my Drix

will get me back to Kansas

without an oil change.

It's OK if you missed me.

Ain't nobody ever missed you.

Wes, this is Abel.

Abel, Wes.

You told him

that you run the shop?

I do run the shop.

You own the shop.

I run the shop.

[Abel]

Like hell you do.

He's just upset

because he hasn't been laid

since Reagan was president.

And you haven't won a race

since Bush was president.

I'm talking about the first one.

Come on, you want to see

where monsters are made?

Enjoy your nap, old man.

This old man writes your checks.

Don't forget that.

Nice meeting you, kid.

[Wes]

Nice to meet you too.

[Dean] This is it.

We do pretty much anything...

service, maintenance,

high performance, full repairs.

[Wes]

Jesus, what happened to this?

[Dean] This?

A car jumped out in front

of it up on Dragon's Tail.

Dragon's Tail?

Yeah, it's not

too far from here.

It's one of the best

motorcycle roads in the country

and one of the most dangerous,

as you can see.

sh*t, I want to ride it.

I can take the afternoon off.

[tense music]



[engines rev]



You follow me.

Stay at my pace.

You got that?



[engines revving]



[car horn blares]

[car horn beeps]

[Dean] Pull over!



[Wes] Woo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo!

Hey.

What in the hell do

you think you're doing?

Pulling that hairball crap...

you get us both k*lled.

You got some kind of death wish?

sh*t, man, I think you're just

pissed because you got beat.

Got beat?

Man, this is the street,

not the track.

And that was me at 10%.

You got some ba*ls

on you, though.

I'll give you that.

So get me on the track, man.

Man, the track is no picnic, OK?

It requires discipline.

I can be disciplined.

I find that really

hard to believe.

All right,

I'll take you to the track.

But I'm not

babysitting your a*s.

You do this sh*t again,

we're done.

[alarm beeping]

[rock music]



sh*t.

You said 6:00 a.m.

I said 7:00 a.m.

It's after 8:00, man.

Are you gonna sit there

and complain,

or are you gonna

load your bike up,

so we can go to the track?

Come on.

Yo, give me five minutes

to wash my d*ck off.

Get her loaded.



Champagne, kiddo...

the smell of a winner.

Let's see what you got.

All right, we're

gonna take an easy lap,

so you can read the track.

Hey... easy.

[engines revving]

[dramatic music]



[whooping and hollering]

[tires screeching]

sh*t.

[slow clapping]

Well done.

Ha-ha!

[laughs]

I'm glad you think it's funny.

[Dean] Oh, sh*t.

Damn, that's the quickest

I've ever seen

anyone go down here, rook.

You didn't even crash right.

Hey, look,

you can play glory hound

all you want

up on Dragon's Tail.

But out here,

you don't stand a chance.

Stick to the streets, kid.

Hey, pick up what's

left of your bike

and throw it on the truck.

Where are you going?

I'm not wasting

my track day because of you.

Son of a b*tch.

What am I gonna do

about the bike?

Strip it.

Sell what you can.

Make a few hundred bucks.

Look, man, I really need this.

The f*ck you do.

Ain't nobody need this sh*t.

Listen, man,

you don't understand.

I don't understand?

I got a titanium rod holding

my g*dd*mn back together.

It ain't no picnic.

I know that.

I just did six months

in prison, man.

My life ain't been no

f*cking picnic, either.

You did time?

Yeah.

Where?

Fort Leavenworth.

So you were discharged.

You don't need this.

You want this.

But do you really want this?

I got $76 to my name right now.

I got no job.

I can barely afford to

stay in this shitty motel.

The only thing keeping me

from losing my mind

is the belief that I might

have the chance to do the one

thing that I know how to do.

So, yeah, I really want this.

If I train you, you got

to do every f*cking thing

I say, understand?

I understand.

All right, repeat after me.

I don't know how to ride.

I don't know how to ride.

Good.

That's the first step

in your training.

Be at the shop Monday morning.

[truck door closes]

[soft music]



[bell chimes]

[bell chimes]

- Hey.

- Hey.

What happened to the motorcycle?

I crashed it.

Bummer.

I mean, if it helps in any way,

I do like your new ride better.

It's cute.

It's temporary.

I have to ask, are you on the

run from the law or something?

What makes you say that?

Because it's the third time

I've seen you here this week,

and I've never seen

you before that.

No, I'm just new in town.

Nobody's new in this town.

Do you have family here?

No.

I'm here to race motorcycles.

That explains the crash.

Yeah.

It's going real well.

Sounds like it.

OK, what can I get for you?

Uh...

just eggs, scrambled, and toast.

Cool. You got it.

Keep the change.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Hey, do you think

maybe you want to grab

a drink with me sometime?

I don't date customers.

OK, yeah.

Hey, what if I promise

to never eat here again?

That make a difference?

Camila.

Wes.

Frankenstein.

That's what we call

a bike pieced together.

I had this old Suzuki

650 Twin in my garage.

It's not track-ready, but

we can salvage what we need.

I'll pay you back every cent.

[Dean]

I know you're good for it.

Let's get to work.

Hand me that torque wrench.

Yep. Thank you.

Man, I can't tell you how many

bikes I've built from scratch.

[Wes] What was the first?

[Dean] '72 Honda Elsinore 125.

Is that when you started racing?

[Dean] Nah, that was

a few years after.

Always been a boyhood

dream of mine.

After I moved down South,

Abel took me under his wing.

Turns out the old b*stard

knows just about everything

there is to know.

When did you start to ride?

Some older kids in the

neighborhood had dirt bikes.

Did a lot of stupid sh*t.

Surprised I'm still alive.

I think that's part

of the reason we do it.

Getting real up close

and personal with death

makes us feel alive.

[Abel] Hey, Dean.

Yo.

[Abel] Got a lady here

wants to see you.

Ooh.

Take a little break.

- Hi, young lady.

- [lady] Hey, baby.

You ready to have some fun?

[Dean] Let's go.

[Abel] How's the bike coming?

Good.

That's good.

What's left?

Yeah, I'm not real sure.

We were supposed

to finish it today, but...

Yeah, Dean has

a little habit of sometimes

not finishing what he starts.

Meantime, you looking for a job?

Yeah.

Yes, sir, actually.

I could use some help

selling the stuff up front.

Keep this place tidied up.

OK.

[Abel] One of the perks

working for me...

you get to learn how to build

these machines on your own.

[chuckles]

Hell yeah.

Does that mean,

"I accept" nowadays?

Yes.

I accept.

How you doing?

What's going on?

Something I can help you with?

Yeah, I'm looking for back

protection for my son here.

He just started riding

his first dirt bike.

Cool, man. What bike?

It's a CRF110.

Wow.

That's a serious bike.

Whoa. What's that?

[Wes]

That's a Triumph Daytona 765.

It's a serious bike too...

iconic.

Can I sit on it?

I wish, man.

The old man won't

even let me sit on it.

Maybe one day, buddy.

So those back protectors.

[Wes] Yeah, got some

back protectors here.

[engine revving]

Well, how does it feel?

It's different...

it's a lot lighter.

Front brakes are strong too.

The back tire wants

to come off the ground.

You'll get used to it.

You're running lower horsepower

than most of these other guys,

so you'll have to take

them in the corners,

not the straightaways.

Most of these kids

don't know how to take

a corner, including yourself.

Every time I see you

approach a corner,

you let off like you're pulling

into your f*cking garage, man.

It's either full throttle

or full brakes.

Everything in between

is for pussies.

Turn your intercom on.

[intercom chirps]

[Goat: "Let It Burn"]

I'm in your brain bucket, rook.

You're forced

to listen to me now.

[laughs]

[engine revs]



[singer] The sky

lights up once again

Like sunrise rode

at his fall...

[Dean] You're coasting

through that section.

Jesus, on the gas

or on the brakes.

Everything else

is a waste of time.



Keep that throttle pinned.

Don't you dare tap

those brakes, man.

You have to be outside.

When you see the cone,

you brake, and you brake hard.

Then you ease off

the brake, tip your front,

and you start

to crack that throttle.

Then you look down the line,

and you throttle through.

Full throttle.



[Wes] I'm not used

to this bike, man.

It's too g*dd*mn light.

It's your ba*ls

that are too g*dd*mn light.

You're not supposed

to be thinking.

It's like dancing with

a chick, not that you'd

know anything about that.

But you got to feel it.

Feel the rhythm back

and forth, back and forth.

Feel the rhythm.

You got to feel these corners.

Sway back and forth...

[Wes]

Would you shut the hell up?

[intercom chirps]

Did that b*stard

just turn me off?

[upbeat music]

Racing is physical, like

any sport, but specialized.

You got to be lean

as possible and flexible,

but strong as hell...

pushing you to the limits, 100%,

riding on the back of a m*ssile.

It's going to take everything

you got to turn

that bike over lap after lap.

45-second rest.

10 down, 10 back.



Racing isn't just

physical, though.

It's mental.

Anyone can ride on adrenaline.

You got to fight

your instinct to survive.

You're going to hit

a threshold that you

won't be able to get past.

And when you're going

200 miles an hour,

your brain is telling your body

that it's gonna die.

You got to find a way

to tell it to f*ck off

because unless you're

willing to risk everything,

you're already dead.

You keep your chest

on that tank,

or I'm going to tie your d*ck

to the handlebars.

Break, break hard.

Break, break, break.

What did I tell you?

Man, what did I tell you?

What did I tell you?

What did I say?

[intercom chirps]

Hello? Wes?



[singer] I left you

The sky lights up

once again

Like moonlight's right

at his boat

You did this

You showed me



[Dean] There you go.

Looking good, kid.



Man, I forgot how

much fun that was.

I spent so many years competing.

Sometimes,

it's nice to just ride.

Reminds me of why I got started.

First time I got on two wheels,

it was like it was

already a part of me.

And it's strange, man.

The faster I go,

the calmer I feel, so...

So you just need

to keep going faster.

Yeah.

You know what I think, kid?

[Wes] What?

I think you're ready

for your first race.

[laughs]

You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Yeah.

[Wes] Let's go!

[Dean]

Look how beautiful that is.

[soft music]

[Camila]

I'm glad you called.

You completely disappeared

from the diner.

I mean, I was just

following the rules.

You told me you

don't date customers.

Fair.

That's what you said.

Yeah, I know, yeah.

I was gonna call you earlier,

but I've been busy

with training and work.

Where do you work?

Motorcycle shop in town.

So motorcycles are your thing.

Yeah.

That's my thing.

[laughter]

You ever ridden?

No, God, no.

I'm too scared.

- Too scared?

- [Camila] Yeah.

I'm too scared.

They're incredibly dangerous.

Isn't everything

worth doing dangerous?

Not when you're dead.

I mean, once we're dead,

we won't know it, anyways.

Yeah, but what about

the people in your life?

[chuckles]

Well, that's never

been an issue for me.

I'm sorry.

That got dark real quick.

What about you?

How was your week?

My week was good.

Yeah, I'm doing double duty

with school and work,

so I really...

I'm really enjoying

this drink, for sure.

That's cool.

You're going to school?

Yeah, nursing school.

Have you always

wanted to do that?

No, I used to want

to be on Broadway.

- Broadway?

- Yeah.

- New York Broadway?

- No.

Broadway Virginia, actually.

There's a great theater

for plays there.

Yes, of course,

Broadway New York.

I got a scholarship to NYU,

which is pretty crazy.

- Wow.

- So I was there for a year.

Then just life happened.

I guess it wasn't for me.

You wanted to be a nurse?

I wanted to take care of people.

Oh, my God.

This song is so good.

Can we dance?

Oh, no.

Yeah, I don't dance.

Come on.

Have you ever tried?

Yeah, I can't...

I can't dance.

You're not scared of death,

but you're scared of dancing.

I'm not scared.

I just...

Come on.

It's my only day off,

so I'm gonna dance.

If you want to join me,

then come.

[upbeat music]



[singer] Close

To you



In love

With you



I get something hot

And it still gets me high

Close

To you

You are in love again

You are in love again

Love



[Dean]

How you feeling, young buck?

I'm good. You?

I feel like I'm gonna puke.

Don't worry about me, man.

I ain't worried about you.

I had six Jagerbombs last night.

[Bobby]

The infamous Dean Miller.

f*ck me.

Bobby and Cody.

[announcer]

Novice Middleweight Twins,

second call.

[Bobby] Who's the kid?

This is Legacy's

newest rider, Wes.

Wes, Bobby and Cody.

Farrell Performance...

we're the competition.

Mm-hmm.

You're finally hanging

up the suit, huh, Dean?

So I can spend the rest

of my days golfing like you?

Never.

No, I'm sitting this one out.

- My back is acting up.

- I bet.

You see what happens when

you ride for another 10 years.

[Bobby] He'll be a MotoGP

champion in 10 years.

[Dean] You think?

You know, Cody here just

got an ex-factory bike.

- Is that so?

- Yeah, that's so, man.

I got to do something

to stay ahead of you, right?

Well, you have to

stay ahead of him now.

He's on the Twins for now.

But he'll be riding

Supersport in no time.

Well, I'm looking forward to it.

- [Bobby] We got to head out.

- [Dean] Sure.

Best of luck to you, Wes.

[Wes] Thanks.

[Bobby] Abel.

All right, Bobby.

[Dean] Dickheads.

Who's that?

[Abel] Bobby Tresco.

He runs Farrell Performance.

It's funded by one

of the wealthiest

families in the state.

Cody's the grandkid.

Yeah, Cody thinks he's a racer,

but he's just some spoiled

little rich prick who

thinks he knows how to ride.

[announcer]

Novice Middleweight Twins,

third and final call.

All right, hey, that's you.

Come on.

Remember,

full throttle, full brakes.

It's just like dancing.

Grip it and rip it, OK?

Let's dance.

Make it so.

[exhales]

Give 'em hell.

[Dean]

All right, boys, coming down.

[grunts]

[tense music]

You got this.



[engine revs]



[announcer] All right,

folks, now we've got

the Novice Middleweight Twins.



50 years later, I still love it.

[announcer] There's a lot

of great competition

in the Novice

Middleweight Twin class.

Precision, momentum does

make this race a great race.

Come on, Wes!

[engines revving]

[dramatic music]



[announcer]

There is the green flag.

Riders are ready.

And 3...

[engines revving]



[Dean] Come on, Wes.

Let's go, Wes!



Yee-haw!

Come on, Wes!

You got this!

[Abel] Come on.

Looks like he's already

got himself a groupie.

He's choking it, man.

Come on, get to the outside!



Hey.

Hey, look at that.

I taught him that outside pass.

And I taught you

that outside pass.

[announcer] We are midway

through this race, folks.



[Dean] Let's go, boy.

Come on, boy!

Let's go!

Real nice.



[announcer]

Neal around the outside

of the number-three position.

[Wes] Come on, come on.

[announcer]

That's the final lap.



[Dean] Now, now, now!

Come on, son.



Come on, Wes.

Come on, Wes!

Come on, Wes!

Come on!

[cheering]

[announcer] We have just

seen a stunning ride

here for the rookie, Wes Neal.

That's my son!

Hey!

[announcer] Blast

to the checkered flag, wow.

- [Wes] Whoo-hoo-hoo!

- Whoo!

Beautiful.

Looks like we got ourselves

a thoroughbred, here.

[Abel] He might be better

than you were at that age.

[Dean] Once we get him

on the big boy bikes,

then we start making some real

money, be good for the shop.

[Abel] The shop's fine.

Let him enjoy it.



[announcer] First place in

the Novice Middleweight Twins

class goes to Wes Neal

of Legacy Speed Shop.

[cheers and applause]

My boy, Wes!



That was amazing.

Hey, what did I tell

you, greatest feeling

in the world, right?

Right?

- Who's this?

- [Wes] This is Camila.

- [Dean] Hello, Camila.

- Hi.

I am Dean, Wes's

trainer and father.

- Nice to meet you.

- [Dean] Nice to meet you.

- Abel.

- [Dean] Let me see this.

Wow, man, let's go into town

and get some celebratory drinks.

- Want to come?

- No, I got a night shift.

You guys have fun, though.

It was nice to meet you.

- [Dean] Check that out.

- I'll walk you out.

- Hey, nice to meet you.

- [Camila] Nice to meet you.

She's trouble.

You would know.

[Wes] Thank you. Thank you.

[Camila] You didn't tell me

your dad was training you.

[Wes] He ain't my dad.

He's Dean.

It's complicated.

[Camila] Okay.

Hey, thank you for

coming all the way out.

Of course.

And I've got to say,

you're pretty good.

It was more than

I was expecting.

Yeah, you and me both.

If I was ever gonna ride

on the back of one

of those things,

I think it's safe to say

I'd want you driving it.

So you want to go for a ride?

No, I said if.

Don't get too c*ck.

Now you know I can dance, you

can't get enough of me, huh?

[laughter]

So we're gonna

see each other again?

Maybe.

[both chuckle]

[rock music]

[Camila] Bye.



[Dean]

Yeah, you got that look.

You, right now, you got that

look, man, the taste of glory.

Huh? You're hooked.

Worse than booze,

worse than women,

but it's the best high there is.

Hey, Dean, man,

thank you for everything.

Listen, I wouldn't

do it if I didn't

think you had the talent.

No room for mediocrity

in this life.

You know, you ain't one

of these rich pricks

like Cody with his 40-foot

trailer and his mobile garage.

You work hard.

And what you did today...

standing on that podium

a foot above everyone else...

that's what you work for.

And we get to relive

those moments for the rest

of our g*dd*mn life.

That's the glory.

I'll drink to that.

Hell yeah, you will.

This is only the

beginning, brother.

But, tonight,

we're getting drunk.

Hey, listen up!

Hey, man, sit...

Yo, yo, yo, cool your jets.

My boy Wes here won

his first race today.

So if anybody would like

to buy him a drink,

or if any of you ladies want

to show him a good time,

he's a single man

with a huge set of ba*ls.

Do with that what you will.

- Hey, sit down.

- [Dean] OK.

Yo, shots... line them up.

You're f*cking crazy, man.

Welcome to the fast life, kid.



Whoo!

[singer]

I'm coming back, yeah...



[Abel]

And I'll let you know.

All right.

I'll call you, but

it'll be a little bit.

It's not gonna happen...

go to my office.

It's, you know,

something that...

I'll let you know as soon

as it comes in, all right?

[door clicks open]

Sit down.

You smell like a g*dd*mn

liquor store dumpster.

I know.

I had...

You won your first club race,

so you went out

and you got drunk and show up

two hours late to my business

when I didn't have to hire

you in the first place.

It won't happen again.

It better not.

Look, kid,

Dean is like a son to me.

But what you don't

understand is that he's not...

A father. I know.

I'm not looking for one.

I came here to race.

I promise,

I won't let you down again.

I'm sorry.

Now this ain't about me.

This is about you.

Get to work.

[Dean] You hurting?

You stranded me.

Man, I don't even know

how the f*ck I got home.

You got me in trouble with Abel.

Nah.

Old man plays a hard-a*s,

but he knows

talent when he sees it.

I'll talk to him.

By the way,

I put plates on Frankenstein.

What bike am I supposed to race?

My R6.

My back's f*cked up.

I'm going to sit

another one out.

I feel like I'm just starting

to ride the Twin pretty well.

You want to keep racing

weekend riders for trophies?

If you want to run MotoAmerica

or World Superbike,

you got to race 600-class.

It's the only way

to make real money.

Hey, man, you can do this.

Trust me.

You got that Miller blood.

[laughs]

[announcer] Grand Prix.

It looks like a decent

start from Rossi, who's...

[Dean]

Look at Valentino Rossi, man.

Look how deep he gets

into those corners.

[Wes] That's impossible, man.

How does he do that?

[Dean] Sacrifice.

That dude did nothing but eat,

sleep, and dream motorcycles

since he was four years old.

He was never married,

didn't have kids to look after,

dedicated his entire life

to his craft.

His reward?

$10 million a year

to travel around the world

and race motorcycles.

That's the dream.

My old man had me

when he was 19.

His dream was

to become a prizefighter.

Mom made him quit after

she had me and my brother.

Most miserable man I ever met.

Yeah.

You can't let life

get in the way

if you're destined

for greatness.

To greatness.

[Wes] To greatness.

What happened

to the red bicycle?

Traded it, straight up.

- [Camila] Hi.

- Hi.

Do you trust me?

Um, yeah, I think I do.

[Wes]

Let's get this on you.

Don't make me regret this.

It's cute.

Stop.

[soft music]



[Camila] My dad used to take me

fishing here when I was a kid.

[Wes] It's beautiful.

Dean seems pretty cool.

I guess.

I just met him.

He left my mom

before I was born.

Why did you find him now?

I wanted to race.

You can't race in Kansas?

[chuckles]

I knew Dean was out here.

I knew he raced.

But I never looked

him up, you know?

He didn't care enough to find

me, so why should I find him?

But I needed someplace to get

started, so I came out here.

Are you trying to rebuild

that relationship at all?

Like as a father and a son?

No.

He doesn't deserve that.

I met a lot

of my dad's girlfriends

after he left my mom.

His most recent one is my age.

That's tough.

The anger and resentment

just used to eat at me

constantly, all the time.

It drove me insane.

So one day I just forgave him.

And then, yeah, I finally

felt free, somehow.

Not for him or anybody else

other than me.

[soft music]



You OK?

[Camila] Hi.

[Wes] Hey.

[grunts]

sh*t.

[Wes] Who is it?

[Camila] Oh, sh*t.

Can you just get

dressed, please?

I'll explain.

[laughing]

You're happy?

You're excited?

I missed you.

How was Grandma's house?

Did you have fun?

Yeah.

Um, Wes, this is

my son, Leo.

Hey, man.

Hi.

- [Camila] Do you like it?

- [Leo] Yeah.

It's fun.

Hold on to that.

Oh, wow.

Why don't you go with Grandma?

I'm just going to talk

to your friend, OK?

- [Leo] OK.

- [Camila] Say bye.

- [Wes] Bye, Leo.

- Bye.

I'm sorry.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want to scare you off.

I know it was selfish of me,

and I shouldn't have.

But I totally understand

if you don't...

What?

It's a little late for that.

He's a sweet boy.

I can tell.

He is.

He's the light of my life,

the best thing that

ever happened to me.

What?

I got to get to the track.

I'll call you.

I hope so.

Yeah.

[soft music]

I'll call you.



[Dean] Remember,

you're dealing with about 50

more horsepower on that bike.

It's all high RPMs.

Keep her screaming.

Over 8,000 RPMs, that should

explode, so feel it out.

Pull it too hard,

you'll be chewing

old gum off the asphalt.

Don't be scared.

[Wes] Don't make me

shut the walkie off.

[engine revving]



[Dean] Take it easy, now.

Slow and steady.

I said easy.

[Wes] This thing is

too top-heavy, man.

I'm not used to it yet.

Just ride the f*cking bike.

Yo, you better not

crash my baby, Wes.

That bike's like a child to me.



Something wrong?

[Wes] I don't know, man.

You tell me.

Bike doesn't feel right.

[Dean] Doesn't feel right?

I hand you a $50,000 race bike,

and you tell me

it doesn't feel right?

I think I should

keep riding the Twin,

get some more races

under my belt.

Jesus Christ, what is it

with you kids these days, man?

Everything's always

got to feel right.

Listen, you finish top

three in open Supersport,

you qualify for the nationals.

That's more sponsors'

eyes on you.

That's what you wanted, right?

Look, I'm just trying

to help you, kid.

Your expiration date

is fast approaching, OK?

The choice is yours.

Come on.

Let's go.

[Abel] Hey, kid.

[Wes] Hey.

Slow today.

It's slow every day.

How's everything going?

Good.

Yeah, I'm just gearing up

for this next race.

I'm on the 600 now.

Yeah, I heard.

And off the track?

Good?

Yeah.

Hey, man, I can't thank

you enough for this job.

It's really helping me out.

You're doing great.

I just might be able to retire.

[laughs]

Here.

Consider it a bonus.

Abel, I can't take this.

You deserve it.

Thank you.

And, hey, I noticed

the Triumph is gone.

Yeah, I finally sold it.

[soft music]

[Camila] Good, good, good.

You're really good at this.

Got to pull it hard.

Pull it hard.

Pull it hard.

Now pull the throttle.

Pull the throttle...

hard, hard, hard, hard.

- Pull it, pull it, pull it.

- You're so fast.

Hey!

Did you win?

[Leo] Yeah.

[Camila] Yeah?

[Wes] Can I get one

of these motorcycles?

[worker] Sure.

Which color?

I'll do the black one.

[worker] Black, here you go.



Thank you.

- [Camila] Is it fun?

- [Leo] Yeah.

There you go.

[laughs]

He's hooked.

Yeah, I blame you for that.

[Leo] Vroom, vroom, vroom.

It's nice to see him this happy.

It's been hard for him lately.

He's been asking

about his dad a lot.

I just keep saying his dad

went on a long adventure.



Have you thought

about telling him?

He may not understand

now, but he'll

appreciate it when he's older.



[Camila] How is he?

[Wes] He's out.

Thank you.

He's a cute kid.

He is.

[Dean] There you go, Wes.

[Wes] Hey.

[Camila] It's Wes.

[Wes] Leo, how you doing, bud?

- [Leo] Doing good.

- [Camila] Hi.

[Abel] Oh, now that's a cool

little motorcycle, Leo.

[chuckles]

[Dean] Hey, Wes, let's go.

Almost race time.

All right, buddy,

I'll see you soon.

It's nice to see you're OK.

You too, I'll see you later.

- All right.

- You too.

Hey, listen to me, I need

you focused out there, OK?

I am focused.

All right, all right.

Just making sure.

Hey, I didn't know

she had a kid.

Yeah, he's a good kid.

Cool. Cool.

You see Cody out there?

Take him out.

What do you mean, take him out?

I mean, run his a*s

off the f*cking track.

Spoiled little prick doesn't

know how to ride that thing.

He's a danger to every

other rider out there.

You'll be doing

everyone a favor.

Don't worry about it.

He's got a top

of the line airbag suit.

He'll be just fine.

We good?

- Yeah?

- [Wes] Yeah.

- [Dean] OK.

- [Wes] Bike good?

[Dean] Bike is good.

Whoo!

[Bobby] Good luck, rookie.

[Cody] This will be fun.

[announcer] Expert 600-class,

second call.

Expert 600-class, second call.

[Dean]

Hey, who's this little guy?

Oh, he's my son, Leo.

Leo, hey, would it be cool if

that was you out there one day?

That'd be pretty cool, right?

No, we're just gonna stick

to tricycle riding for now, OK?

Oh, they progress

pretty quickly, darling.

I mean, just look at

your fellow out there,

from prison two podiums

in two months.

I'm very proud

of what he's done.

Anyway, listen,

you enjoy the race, OK?

And don't forget, you're gonna

root for Wes really loud...

Wes, Wes, Wes, Wes, go.

- OK.

- OK, nice to meet you, buddy.

[tense music]



[announcer] Welcome to

the Georgia Regional, folks.

On the line now in the

Open Supersport 600-class.

[engine revving]



Did he throw up yet?

No, he's good.

[announcer] Points leader

Cody Farrell

trying to maintain

the season lead,

and rookie phenom,

Wes Neal is jumping

from the Twin to the 600-class.

Keep an eye on him.

Here we go.

The red has come up,

and they're off.

Jesus, kid, take it easy.

[announcer] And a great

start by Cody Farrell.



He's pushing too hard.

Let him find it.



There you go, kid.

Go, Wes!

[Leo] Go, Wes!



Go, Wes, go, Wes, go, Wes.

Now.

[announcer] Wes Neal

up to third place now.

Cody Farrell...

still in the lead.

Neal is closing

the gap on Farrell.



Come on, kid. Get it.

Come on.



[announcer]

Not sure what happened there.

[Dean]

Hey, where's the flag?

That was intentional.

Pull the black flag!

[announcer] Wes Neal

crosses the line in fourth.

[Wes] sh*t!

[announcer]

And there's a black flag.

Cody Farrell has

been disqualified.

[Wes]

What position did I fall to?

[Abel] Don't worry about that.

Everything is OK.

[Wes] Cody cut me off.

I know.

[Dean] Hey, Cody intentionally

ran him off the track!

[Bobby] You can't handle a

good a*s whipping, can you?

You punk-a*s son of a b*tch!

f*cking Cody.

Don't touch him!

[Dean grunts]

Let me go!

Get my f*cking...

Back off!

Get off me!

[Bobby] You're a deadbeat piece

of sh*t who shouldn't

be allowed in here, you brat.

[Dean] Come here, you joke!

[Bobby] Go to your trailer

park, you f*cking loser.

Get the f*ck off me!

[Bobby]

Get out of here, Dean!

Camila! Camila, wait.

- Hey, I'm sorry.

- [Camila] Stop, Wes, no.

I'll call you later.

[Dean]

Bobby, you piece of sh*t!

I'll kick your a*s!

What the f*ck are you doing?

Cody intentionally

ran him off the track.

Isn't that what

you told Wes to do?

He should have!

He'd be on the podium right now.

Damn.

He's wearing

the name of my shop.

You guys here are

disgracing me and the sport.

[Dean scoffs]

You listen to me.

- [Dean] What?

- Take Legacy off that suit.

Hey, I'm the one who made

a name for Legacy and for you.

You're delusional, Dean.

You haven't won a professional

race in 20 years.

Man, f*ck you.

I got injured.

Yeah, you got injured.

But instead of you pulling

yourself up like a man,

you ended your own career.

You could have come back.

I watched you piss it away.

Well, I'm done.

You know what?

I'm the one who's f*cking done.

I don't need you, old man.

I'm taking this kid to the top.

Or you're dragging

him to the bottom.

Yeah, walk away, Abel.

We don't need you, man.

- Kid, you all right?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- You good?

- All right, good.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, let's go get a drink, man.

Now, listen to me.

I'm looking out for you,

and you don't listen to me.

We're lucky Cody got flagged,

or you'd be out of the final.

What was all that

with you and Abel?

Man, that sh*t

goes back a long way.

I'm tired of carrying his a*s

with nothing to show for it.

We don't need him.

We don't need him?

I'm leaving the shop.

We both are.

I'm broke, man.

I can't do this without a job.

[Dean]

Man, don't worry about it.

I got enough to hold us over.

Come live with me.

We'll train full-time,

none of this half-assed sh*t.

It's the only way

to take it to the next level.

You win this next race,

and we are

guaranteed to get on a team.

With that comes

sponsorship deals.

I'm talking six figures

in your first year.

[rock music playing]



Don't you think we're

moving a little fast?

Look, kid,

if you don't want to do this,

let me know now

because I'm putting

my a*s on the line for you.

No, man, it's not that.

That girl?

Uh-huh.

How long did she wait

to tell you she had a kid?

Right.

Man, be careful.

She got daddy eyes on you.

It's all lovey-dovey now.

But you wait a couple of years,

and you look around,

you going to be

a fat failure with three kids

wondering what the hell

happened to your g*dd*mn life.

And by then, it's too late.

To being the lucky ones.



I'll go get us another round.

[knock at door]

[Abel] Come in.

Hey.

I'm sorry about yesterday,

the race.

A lot of guys are gonna

come after you in this sport.

But you don't beat

them by slugging them.

You beat them with skill.

I'm gonna need

to start training full-time,

so I can get that skill,

take me to the next level.

So I'm letting you know

that I'm leaving.

OK.

And, Abel, I just... I want

to say thank you for everything

you've done for me.

Don't mention it.

[soft music]



[engine revs]

[Dean] Couch is yours.

Beers in the fridge, and there's

some snacks in the pantry.

I tend to keep it pretty

lean around here, though.

You're on the Dean Miller diet

now, the diet of champions.

[Wes] I really

appreciate this, man.

Just till I get back on my feet.

[Dean] Yeah, well, hey,

this could be fun.

We got years

to catch up on, right?

Hey, you know

what I was thinking?

What?

That all this happened

for a reason.

All of what?

Well, I mean,

if I would have stayed

with your mom, done the whole

ordeal, then none of this

would have happened.

And now look, you're about

to be on the pro circuit.

All right, new regimen starts

at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.

Get some rest.

[Marcy Playground:

"The Shadow of Seattle"]



[singer] Rain

Like tin angels

falling down

Like a mission,

and we're halfway there

From some old, dried-up,

fried, forgotten town

Why

Won't they let us

be ourselves?

With our potential,

we could toe the line

And show the b*stards up

with our divine

Light

Light

Light

Light

[muffled moaning]

[Dean] Tighten it up.

Come on.

What you doing, man?

Yo, bring it in.

Looking kind of sloppy

out there.

What the hell's going on?

Something feels off.

[Dean]

What's something?

You got to be more specific,

or we can't fix it.

- You understand?

- [Wes] I don't f*cking know.

[Dean] OK, we're gonna

do another run-through,

and we're gonna tweak

every inch of that bike

until it feels right.

Kid, now is not the time

to start losing your sh*t,

three days

before your next race.

You ride like that,

and we're both f*cked.

Do you understand?

Relax, relax, relax.

Mm, here.

Take a drag.

There you go.

Breathe, breathe.

There you go. Listen.

Take it easy, kid.

Take it easy.

I don't think it's the bike.

You know, I used to get

so nervous I'd throw up

before every big race.

Remember when I said

racing wasn't just physical,

it's mental?

I got this sh*t...

doctor-prescribed.

Been taking it for years.

I don't take it

to get high, just,

you know, put me

in the zone, right?

Hyper-focus

without all the nerves.

A lot of the big boys take it.

I'll be fine.

I know you will.

I'm just saying,

it's there if you need it.

Come on. Let's go.

- Hey, I'm sorry...

- No.

- I didn't call.

- No.

This is why I don't

date customers, Wes.

- Wes, no.

- I'm sorry I didn't call, OK?

My head's been all f*cked up.

I wasn't waiting for your call.

The second you hit that guy...

you shouldn't be near my son.

I'm sorry, Camila.

I was wrong.

I shouldn't have done that, OK?

I lost my cool.

I was wrong.

Is that why you went to jail?

What?

No.

Dean said you went to prison.

Of course he did.

Of course he did.

Is it?

I went to a military

prison for six months, OK?

I was challenged to a

street race for money.

Why didn't you tell me?

What, am I supposed

to offer that up like,

hey, I just got out of prison,

you want to get a drink with me?

It would have been nice to know.

Well, it would have been

nice to know about Leo too.

That is not the same.

- That is the same.

- No.

- How is that different?

- That is not the f*cking same.

He's my son.

You didn't want to scare me off.

Look, I'm sorry if I crushed

your little fairy tale, OK?

I was never looking

for a fairy tale.

No, you were looking

for a father for Leo.

Is that it?

Wes, you're a wannabe

motorcycle racer

that lives in a motel.

That is not what

I was looking for.

He was right.

All this does is get in the way.

Then leave.

Good luck with everything.

Good luck to you too.

Good luck with Dean.

[Dean] Oh, sh*t.

You scared the sh*t

out of me, man.

I forgot you were here.

[Wes] Where were you?

[Dean]

I had a bit of a day drink.

It turned into

a bit of a nightcap.

You want one?

[Wes] No.

What the f*ck is that?

You don't recognize it?

No.

You gave it to me.

I did?

When?

When you left.

You told my mom

to give that to me

and to say that your dad was

out there being a superhero,

racing motorcycles.

She said that?

Yeah, I remember that.

What happened

with you and my mom?

I thought you didn't want

to hear about that stuff.

I changed my mind.

I met Laura in church,

if you can believe that.

She was beautiful.

I asked her out.

We had a good time.

Didn't see her

for a couple weeks.

Then, one day,

she shows up at my job.

She says that she's pregnant

and that it's mine.

And she wants to keep it...

keep you.

But I had ambitions, man.

I had my whole life ahead of me.

So you just left.

I was 21, man.

f*ck was I supposed to do,

throw my life away?

It was her choice, not mine.

But I was your son.

Oh, f*ck, here we go.

I knew this sh*t was coming.

I was just trying

to talk to you.

No, you're not.

You're f*cking scared.

- What am I scared of?

- Success.

You wait until right

before the biggest

race of your life to start

laying this sh*t on me.

Come on, man.

You're f*cking terrified.

Just like you were when you

walked out on me and my mom.

You ungrateful little sh*t.

I have done nothing

but help you out

since you showed up here.

Jesus Christ, man.

I train you.

I build you a f*cking bike.

I get you a job.

I let you live at my house.

Doesn't that mean something?

What does it mean?

Tell me what it means.

It means that I care.

You don't f*cking care.

You're doing this sh*t

for yourself.

I'm your ticket out

of this f*cking sh*t h*le.

You missed your shot, Dean.

Now you're stuck here with

your shitty f*cking trophies.

You believe that, huh?

You think you're

some golden ticket?

Well, I was young once too,

and I was better than you.

You think I'm using you?

You know what?

Get your sh*t, and get

the f*ck out of here, man.

Go on.

Get the f*ck out of here, man.

[Wes] Get your f*cking

hands off me.

Don't f*cking touch me.

Don't f*cking touch me.

You can't hurt me anymore.

You can't hurt me anymore

because I waited up for you.

I waited up for you every

f*cking night... for you.

For you, you f*cking

worthless piece of sh*t!

- [Dean] Then f*cking hit me.

- f*ck you.

- Hit me.

- No!

- Come on!

- No.

[Dean] Hit me, hit me!

I did split on you.

I was afraid.

Come on, hit me.

[tense music]



[sobbing]

What did you f*cking do?



[police sirens wailing]

[police 1]

Put your hands in the air!

Let's go, put your hands

in the air right now!

Put your hands in the air.

[police 2]

Don't make us say it again.

Hands in the air!



[Wes] Sorry.

[Abel] I know.

What about the girl?

It didn't work out.

It's complicated.

One thing I've

learned in my 72 years

is everything worthwhile

is complicated.

You ever marry?

Angie.

She was the love of my life.

Lost her in a car

accident back in '92.

I was out of the state racing.

She kept asking me to retire,

so we could start a family.

I kept telling her,

just one more season...

kept chasing the glory.

But, really, I was running...

scared shitless

of being a father...

Because I never had one.

That's a pain

I live with every day.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

Bathroom's down the hall.

You can stay

as long as you like.

Thank you, Abel.

No booze.

And we wake up

early around here.

[soft music]



[vehicle approaching]

Are you gonna say something?

Will you give me a minute

to gather my thoughts?

Want me to grab a pen,

some paper?

Would you quit f*cking with me?

The way I see it, it takes

a big man to apologize.

Unfortunately,

I'm not a very big man,

so I can't promise

you this apology

is gonna be any good.

Dean, we don't need to do this.

I do.

My old man, Eddie...

ah, he used to beat

the sh*t out of me.

I used to wish that he would

just get up and leave for good

and just take off.

But he never did.

As much as I hate

myself for saying this,

I don't think I would have

made any better a father

to you than he was to me.

So I apologize for putting

hands on you the other night.

And for leaving you

and for walking

out the door on your mom.

But you were always

better off without me.

I don't believe that.

It's the truth.

You didn't miss out.

I did.

I lost.

You know why I came here?

Because you wanted to race.

I wanted to know who you were.

Well, what do you think so far?

Pretty cool, huh?

[laughs]

So where does this leave us?

Free, I guess.

Good luck out there, kid.

[soft music]



Holy sh*t, Abel.

[Abel] Some of the bikes I've

collected over the years,

things I couldn't let go of.



[Wes]

You're the one who bought it.

I acquired it.

A man has to have one vice.



She'd be a lot happier

out on the track,

rather than sitting in here.

Abel.

I've seen you out there.

You got the gift.

And Dean has taught you well.

It'd be a shame to

let that go to waste.



[engine revs]



[knock at door]

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

No.

I want to apologize.

No, I don't want any apologies.

It'll just take

one second, please.

I don't... no.

We can talk out here.

I didn't tell you

about prison because I...

Because I'm ashamed, you know?

I thought you'd run.

But for the first

time in my life,

I feel like I'm going somewhere.

And I got this race tomorrow

that could change everything.

And I'm asking you

to be there because I

want you in this future.

It doesn't work without

you and Leo in it.

I'm happy for you, Wes.

I really am.

But you're going to be

risking your life every day

on that motorcycle,

and I'm gonna be here worrying.

I'm sorry, Wes.

Camila, Camila, please.

I'm sorry.



[Leo imitating

motorcycles revving]

[announcer] Beautiful race day

here at Road Atlanta.



[Wes] You got to be kidding me.

What's he doing here?

I have no idea.



[Wes] Hey.

What are you doing?

You sparked something inside me.

I'm back, and I'm gonna

kick your a*s today.

[tense music]

[announcer] Experts

600-class, second call.

Good afternoon, everybody.

Welcome to the MWRA Championship

at Michelin Raceway

Road Atlanta.

It all comes down to this.

[muffled announcement]

Veteran Dean Miller returns

to the track after an injury,

and Dean's son, rookie Wes Neal,

looking red-hot this season.

We'll see what he can do

on a Triumph Daytona.

[Camila] Wes!



[announcer]

Austin Ford, row 5.

Cody Farrell is on

the grid in third position

on the Kawasaki.



It's time to get going.



[indistinct]

As they head up the hill.

[dramatic music]



Let's go, Wes!

Come on!



[tires screeching]

[announcer] Newcomer Wes Neal

is making great progress.

He's in third.

Come on!

[announcer] And we're halfway.

[engines revving]



- [Camila] Come on!

- [Abel] He's moving.

[announcer] Cody Farrell is

first, Dean Miller is second,

Wes Neal, third.



[Cody] Get off me, old man!

[Dean] You little prick.

k*ll switch!

[Cody] Oh, sh*t.

[Dean] Ha-ha!

[announcer] Cody Farrell

drops out of first.

[engines roaring]



It's now Dean and Wes.

That's it.

Come on, Wes! Come on!

[announcer] One lap to go.



Come on, Wes!

[announcer] Here they come

through the final third.

[soft music]



No!



[cheering]

[announcer]

Wes Neal takes the win.

[Wes grunts]

[gasping]



[sirens wailing]



[dramatic music]



[cheering]

[singer] Oooh



Kerosene in my veins,

and I'm ready to go

Like a match to the flame,

I'm feeling out of control

Gonna be a good night

to start a fire

Start a fire

Gonna let that smoke

rise higher and higher

Higher and higher

I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones

I'm about to start it up

I'm about to lose control

I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones

Oooh

I feel it in my bones

I feel it in my bones

Oooh, in my, oooh, in my

Start it up, start it up,

start it up

Got that glitter and gold

on the 4th of July

Are you ready,

are you ready?

Come on, go for a ride

Gonna be a good night

Give me that green light,

give me that green light

Give me that green light

I feel it in my blood,

I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones,

I feel it in my bones

I'm about to start it up,

I'm about to start it up

I'm about to lose control,

I'm about to lose control

I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones



I feel it in my bones



I feel it in my bones

Oooh, you're mine,

oooh, you're mine



Start it up, start it up,

yeah, yeah

Start it up, start it up,

start it up

Oooh, start it up

Start it up, start it up

I feel it in my bones

Start it up, start it up,

start it up

I feel it in my bones

Start it up, start it up,

start it up

Oooh, you're mine,

oooh, you're mine

Oooh



Yeah



I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones

Oooh

I feel it in my bones

Oooh

I feel it in my bones

Oooh, you're mine,

oooh, you're mine

Oooh

[dramatic music]