[
as Shawn approaches his Monte Carlo at the high school parking lot, a red Viper is parked next to him. Sitting on the Viper is Cindy, who is polishing her toenails]
Cindy:
Nice car.
Shawn Boswell:
It does the job.
Cindy:
Doing what? Delivering pizzas?
Shawn Boswell:
It's not the ride, it's the rider.
[
Clay sees Cindy talking to Shawn]
Clay:
You talking to my girl?
Shawn Boswell:
She was just admiring my ride.
Clay:
That? My grandma's Buick can smoke that piece of shit trailer trash !
Shawn Boswell:
What about your daddy's Viper?
[
Clay pauses, then chuckles]
Clay:
This beast's got 500-horsepower and a Borla exhaust system. It does 0-60 in what, 4.3 seconds?
Shawn Boswell:
Wow. You can read the brochure.
[
Shawn enters his Monte Carlo and drives off. Clay then throws a baseball at the Monte Carlo, shattering the rear window]
[
Shawn drives his Nissan Silvia S15 to the starting line next to a silver Plymouth Roadrunner]
Shawn Boswell:
Nice ride.
Dominic Toretto:
I won it from our friend Han a few years ago.
Shawn Boswell:
I didn't know he was into American muscle.
Dominic Toretto:
He was when he was rollin' with me.
Shawn Boswell:
You know, this ain't no 10-second race.
Dominic Toretto:
I've got nothin' but time.
[
as Shawn drives around the carmaraderie at the parking lot, Twinkie throws a box of tissues on his lap]
Twinkie:
That's for when you blow your wad.
Kamata:
There's an old saying: 'For want of a nail, the horseshoe was lost. For want of a horseshoe, the steed was lost. For want of a steed, the message was not delivered. For want of an undelivered message, the war was lost.'
Shawn Boswell:
Can I get a copy of that?
Twinkie:
You know that famous painting? The one with the woman smiling all the time?
Shawn Boswell:
The Mona Lisa?
Twinkie:
Right, right, right the Mona Lisa. Well look man, this car right here is like the Mona Lisa of the drift world. Han rebuilt this bad-boy from ground up. We talkin forged pistons, bigger turbo, new rise, new crankshaft. Hey man, Han's labour ain't cheap, you feel me?
Shawn Boswell:
Well if I needed a 30 second lesson on how to drift...
Twinkie:
All right look man there lots of ways you can do this all right. Handbraking is the easiest so the first thing I want you to do, i want you to rip that E-Brake all right. After you rip that E-Brake then I want you to power over.
[
Shawn looks puzzled about the power over]
Twinkie:
You know what, just don't mess up Mona all right?
Drift King:
Do you know who I am, boy?
Shawn Boswell:
You're like the Justin Timberlake of Japan.
Twinkie:
Do you know what 'D.K.' means?
Shawn Boswell:
Donkey Kong?
[
Shawn engages the nitrous in Han's RX-7 and zips past a Skyline. He suddenly notices a police car parked on the left side of the road. The cops clock him at 197 km/h. Shawn is surprised when he sees that the police car is not bothering to chase him]
Shawn Boswell:
What the?
Han:
Police cars here are only factory tuned.If you can do better than 180K they can't catch you, so they don't even try.
Shawn Boswell:
[
Chuckles] You know what, I'm beginning to like this country already?
Han:
What'd you expect? You didn't just play with fire, you soaked the matches in gasoline.
Han:
Life's simple, you make choices and you don't look back.
Han:
Who you choose to be around you lets you know who you are.
Earl:
My mother, she's blind in one eye and she can drift better than that.
Shawn Boswell:
The day I got my license is the day I got my first speeding ticket. Day after that I won my first race, I beat this rich kid by three lengths. I got to admit it felt good. It felt like
Neela:
Like everything else just disappears
Shawn Boswell:
No past and no future
Neela:
No problems just the moment
Shawn Boswell:
Drift?
[
Elevator doors open, two cars pass drifting right in front of the door]
Twinkie:
Still need a dictionary?
[
Talking about when he won his first race]
Shawn Boswell:
I've gotta admit, it felt good! It felt like...
Neela:
Like everything else just disappears...
Shawn Boswell:
No past and no future...
Neela:
No problems. Just the moment...
Han:
The Red Evo's yours
Shawn Boswell:
What do you mean?
Han:
You're representing me now. What you think, I'm gonna let you roll in a Hyundai?
Lieutenant Boswell:
You know Sean, the Japanese have a saying, "The nail that sticks out gets hammered."
Han:
There's no 'wax on wax off' of drifting. You learn by doin it. The first drifters invented drifting out here in the mountains by feelin it. So feel it.
[
after Clay shatters the rear windshield of Shawn's Monte Carlo with a baseball, Shawn steps out of his car and has a stare down with Clay and his gang. As Clay's gang approaches Shawn, Shawn brandishes a wrench in his hand, and they stop]
Cindy:
Why don't you nice boys let your cars do the talking?
Shawn Boswell:
I only race for pink slips.
Clay:
This car goes for 80 grand. What am I gonna do with a broken-ass piece of shit like that?
[
Crowd howls while Shawn smiles at Clay]
Cindy:
How about me?
[
Shawn and Clay stare at Cindy]
Cindy:
Winner gets... me.
[
Shawn smiles. Clay spits]
Neela:
I almost didn't recognize you without your slippers on.
Shawn Boswell:
You mean uwabaki?
Shawn Boswell:
Why'd you let me race your car? You knew I was gonna wreck it.
Han:
Why not?
Shawn Boswell:
'Cause that's a lot of money.
Han:
I have money. What I need around me is trust and character. And one car in exchange for finding out what a man's made of is a price I can live with.
Han:
I don't care if you're sick as a dog or in bed with Beyonce. I call, you come!
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