-[upbeat music playing on radio] -[vehicle approaching]
[chuckling]
[woman] You're late.
It's always a pleasure doing business with the Dionisis.
[woman] Yeah.
Don't get used to it.
[laughing]
-How much time you got? -Sixteen minutes and 30 seconds.
-You're not gonna make it in time. -I wouldn't be so sure if I were you.
["Driving Fast" by Swimming Paul & Beaux Neptune playing]
♪ Yeah, I'll live and let ♪
♪ I'll live and let die ♪
[horns honking]
-[tires screeching] -♪ I'll live and let ♪
♪ Bro, this is awesome ♪
♪ This is crazy… ♪
[horns blaring]
♪ I'll live and let ♪
♪ I'll live and let die ♪
♪ Can only begin to imagine How it is for you ♪
♪ And it feels so good When I drive it fast ♪
[man yells]
♪ I'll live and let ♪
♪ And it feels so good When I drive it fast ♪
♪ I wish I ain't hesitate I planned the getaway… ♪
[tires screech]
[engine turns off]
[woman] Stop, stop, stop!
Stop!
Just bring it back in, come on.
-Now unplug the ECU. -[announcer speaking indistinctly over PA]
Come on, Dad!
-Why don't you say something? -Hey, let her do her thing.
[man] What the hell is this?
[woman] Shut up for a second. This thing's a bomb.
[sighs] Perfect.
All right!
Put Baby back on the track.
[suspenseful music playing]
[commentator] The green light is on, and the last race of the season begins.
This is Dionisi's last chance
to overtake Berella's Ferrari in the rankings.
-[loud thud] -Three cars out at the first corner.
Dionisi, our first stop at the pit.
Dionisi comes back out on third.
With new tires on, it's a whole new race,
and they advance by .5 with every lap.
Just three laps to go.
Only one car separates the black Lambo from the glory of its first title.
But watch out, folks.
Dionisi are attacking from the inside.
-[mechanism clicks] -[fire whooshes]
And he's through!
What a move by Dionisi!
This team is about to make history!
And he wins! Dionisi wins!
The skies may be gloomy over Imola today,
but the sun is finally shining on the Dionisi family
after a long streak of bad luck.
They've won their first championship!
-[people applauding] -[chuckling]
I've been waiting for this moment my entire life.
Elena,
my precious, wild pearl.
I want you to be at the head of the company
and to oversee it,
to carry on the Dionisi name.
Upholding our family's legacy is the most important thing.
Promise me you'll protect it.
I promise you. [laughs emotionally]
[knocking on door]
[door opens]
Excuse me. [clears throat]
Ettore.
The car just had its diagnostic check, and it didn't go well.
The control unit was tampered with.
It's an official disqualification.
[breathing shakily]
I just wanted to see you win, Dad.
[unsettling music playing]
[engine roaring]
[fire whooshing]
[metallic clank]
[birds chirping]
A YEAR LATER
[intriguing music playing]
[man] Listen up, guys. This is important.
I'm sure you all know how high the stakes are for everyone here.
Only the very best of you will end up becoming the new face of our team.
A team which, after the death of my father,
as well as a one-year suspension, has now returned with a new name,
Alpha Blaze.
So we're expecting a lot from you. I presume you've all studied the circuit?
-Yes or no? -[drivers] Yes.
Our disqualification is over today, Pop. [exhales determinedly]
And I promise you, I'll get everything back under control.
[music intensifies]
JAIL MODENA
HUNGER
[guard] Venturi, getting out.
PEDESTRIAN ENTRANCE
[guard] Stay away from here. And drive slowly this time.
You know I won't.
[motorcycle approaching]
[music fades]
And now the moment we've all been waiting for,
the crowd loses it over this incredible victory for Blu Venturi.
[mimicking crowd cheering]
Hey! Put that down right now.
I'm here for the job, grandpa.
-Article 47. -Mm-hm?
I was sent by the Clean Road Cooperative.
Your mother must be so proud.
Hey, old man, don't talk about my mother.
You better be careful, girly.
I'm the one who's gonna be assessing your work and signing those forms.
So why don't you pick up that mop and go scrub those toilets?
Right away, sir.
Happy to do it.
[engines roaring]
[man on PA] Attention.
Please clear the track for team Alpha Blaze.
Prepare your drivers for the timed trials.
I repeat. Clear the track for team Alpha Blaze.
Get your drivers ready.
-[thrilling, rhythmic music playing] -[engine roaring]
[man 2] Who is this guy?
Paolo Ferri.
You're right, Giulio. He's the real deal.
[engine roaring]
-Whoa. He got 1:46:20. -[music fades]
I think we found our guy.
[blows air]
[intense percussive music playing]
[engine revs]
[Giulio] Hey! What's going on?
[music continues]
-Hey! Wake up! -Wait, who is that?
Why are you all standing there?
Hey, what are you doing? It's dangerous.
Away we go.
[engine roaring]
Wait, who is this guy?
Right corner.
Ah, look out.
And now the left corner.
[chuckles] Yeah, he's doing well.
[tires screeching]
Whoo!
[laughing]
Who is this guy?
What the fuck?
What are you doing? You know you can't be here.
Fuck yeah!
That's what I'm talking about! Whoo!
Twenty-four in T1?
-This guy’s fast, right? -Yeah, a bit too fast.
What do you mean? There's no such thing as too fast.
Yeah, well, if he keeps that up, he'll end up in the gravel at T3
and wreck my car.
[music slows down dramatically]
No.
He nailed T3.
[music resumes]
Yeah! Just like that, baby, yeah!
[chuckles softly]
He'll lose it at Savelli.
[tires screeching]
[music stops]
Wow. At Savelli, huh?
Pretty close.
Woo-hoo! [breathing heavily]
[guard] Stop! Hey, stop!
Hey!
[Elena] I'm telling you, that guy's a great driver.
-No, he's just some kid who wrecks cars. -[Elena scoffs]
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
[shushing]
Hear that?
No, what?
It was the sound of my dad spinning in his grave.
Alpha Blaze? What a dumb name!
[Giulio] Ettore, see if there's any damage.
What are you doing here?
I just watched that phenomenon from the stands.
He's a prodigy, so I'm here.
-You mean the one who wrecked my car? -Mm-hm.
So you haven't changed a bit. Paolo Ferri, he's the real prodigy.
Dad would've lost his mind over a driver like that.
Yeah, well, Dad is dead now.
Yes.
And we know that all too well.
But he wanted me to run this team, Giulio. You know that he did.
I'm not interested in anything you've got to say.
None of that matters, 'cause Dad never signed any papers, as far as I know.
So now I'm the one calling all the shots,
the way it should have been from the start.
And rest assured I won't put up with your bullshit the way he did.
Aren't you embarrassed?
"Alpha Blaze"?
Listen to me.
If Dionisi still exists,
it's because Alpha Blaze is paying the bills.
And what do you even know about managing finances?
You gamble, you make bets,
and you've never, ever paid for any of your mistakes.
And I hold you personally responsible for our father's death.
[Elena scoffs]
What a hypocrite you are. You hated our father.
I loved him way more than you ever did.
Everyone lost him that day.
Yep. But you're the only one to blame for it.
[Elena scoffs]
And what are you even doing down here? We had a deal, don't you remember?
I don't give a shit about your fucking money.
And I'm gonna show you how a Dionisi wins a championship.
I owe it to Dad.
And how do you think you'll do that, huh, genius?
You'll see. For now, you can all go fuck yourselves!
You, Alpha Blaze, and that idiot manager of yours!
Team Dionisi's alive! You better believe that!
Fuck you!
[intriguing music playing]
Third row.
Blu Venturi.
-[janitor] She's a goddamn ex-con lowlife. -[Elena gasps]
Shit.
[upbeat music pulsating]
[tires screeching]
[go-carts clanking]
[spectators cheering]
[man over radio] There, you caught up.
Ease off the pedal, but step on it when I tell you to.
Stay glued to him like that. That's it, come on.
Step on the pedal now! Now!
Finally! Good job.
Give him some space! Be careful!
-[spectators cheering, applauding] -[music fades]
Hey! Why'd you tell my kid to give him space?
I'm sorry, what?
Why didn't you tell him to squeeze the guy?
Because he doesn't know how to drive. When you can't drive,
that's when you get hurt.
Come on, third out of 12's okay, right?
No, it's not. I don't pay you for him to be okay.
-I pay you so that he'll win. -[laughs sarcastically]
Well, if you want your kid to win, you don't need to pay me.
You need to find a new son.
Asshole. What'd you say to me?
You're out of your mind, Benini. You're all washed up.
[sighs]
Come on, not my headphones.
[sighs]
[Elena] You all right?
Elena Dionisi.
[sighs] Damn sciatica.
[Elena] Time is money, so I'll cut to the chase.
Everything is about money for people like you, isn't it?
Look, I've got a proposition for you.
Your talent's wasted here. You know that, right?
And you're kind of a mess.
I'm trying to put together a new Dionisi team.
You raced for us back then, and I want you back in.
I have an incredible driver,
but I need someone who can tame a wild horse.
Thank you for the compliments, but I'm not really a horse kind of guy.
And I swore never to set foot in a paddock ever again.
And besides, what about these untalented kids?
They'd all be lost without me.
[Elena] I heard a rumor that your father's in trouble.
You could help him out, save his shop.
No, stop it, stop.
[exhales heavily] Listen.
I haven't spoken to my father in 18 years.
And I haven't spoken about him in 18 years either, is that clear?
My father used to say that good luck always comes in threes.
My mother used to say the same thing about bad luck.
At least let me tell you who my driver is.
See you around, Elena Dionisi.
I know that you remember me.
Asshole.
[keys jangling]
-This fucking… -[lock clicking]
-Hey, Blu! -[Blu] Hey!
You're here already? Weren't you working late tonight?
Let's not talk about it. I did something stupid.
-Wait, did you change the locks? -It's a long story.
-Where's the TV? -I sold it. You know what he's like.
Since you went to jail, he stopped giving me jobs.
So I'm a bit strapped.
All right, I'll be in my room.
Um… So, I rented out your room to two guys.
Sorry, what? What about my stuff?
I get it, but a year without your rent, I had to make some cash.
Are you kidding me?
[gentle music playing]
EVERYTHING’S AN UGLY SHADE OF BLUE WHEN YOU’RE NOT HERE.
-[Blu] You're a poet. -[friend] So did I get you?
This is your home, Blu. No one else's.
I'm so happy that you're finally back.
[birds chirping]
[footsteps thudding]
-Hey! Whoa, wait! -Benini, we found you.
Please, I have sciatica.
-You've been in this shithole… -Okay, stop! Okay, calm down!
[groans]
[panting]
Casadio says that your father made a real mess of the workshop.
And he's not paying.
[Benini panting]
Look, I haven't spoken to my father in years.
So, this isn't my problem.
[cries out] All right, I get it, relax.
Relax.
Stay in touch, Benini.
Otherwise, we're gonna kill you.
[grunts]
Fuck. [panting]
[glass shattering]
Oh, come on. Not this! [sighs]
-[glass shattering] -[sighs, scoffs]
[hospital machine beeping steadily]
[melancholy music playing]
[coughing weakly]
[sighs heavily]
Arturo.
Arturo. [coughing]
-Fuck this. -[father] Arturo!
-[upbeat techno music playing] -[tires screeching]
[engine revving]
Lady ECU, where's your GPS? Are you lost?
Yeah, go to hell.
[arcades beeping]
Shit.
[hits arcade]
[Elena] I'm not here about the car.
And I don't care about that shitty team either.
Alpha Blaze.
Pity that you didn't damage it more.
True.
-[Elena] Do you know who I am? -Yeah.
The town mental case.
I gotta say, you don't look too sane either.
The fuck do you want?
I wanna start my father's team back up. Team Dionisi.
But first, I need a driver.
And I've only seen one around here.
[laughs incredulously]
Your brother runs the team now. You don't have anything.
I don't believe in family dynasties. I don't believe in families at all.
And for the GT championship,
you need a pretty boy with a rich face for that.
I'm offering you a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
What exactly do you have to lose?
Hey. Listen, Lady Loser or whatever the fuck they call you,
dreams are expensive.
People like you have money to burn on those dreams,
but I don't have any money.
So take your crazy ideas and go bullshit someone else.
I pay very well. I pay you and for everything else.
[friend] Hey, Blu. Our writing is still up on the bathroom wall.
Who's this? What does she want?
Huh?
Nothing.
-Just a crazy rich lady. -[cell phone chimes]
Hey, he wrote back.
-All right. -Good.
-It's time to go. -I'm ready. We're finally back.
-[engine revs] -[tires screeching]
[tools clanging]
I'm looking for Sergio. Casadio.
[man] Wait here.
And who's asking?
Arturo Benini. The man who could have become a legend.
You've come back home, huh? So… not too shabby, huh?
Hey, guys, get the pace up. I wanna see you sweating.
No slacking now. Come on!
-So listen… -What's up?
-About this thing with my father's place… -I'm sorry about Vittorio. Really.
Look, right now I can't do anything. So if you can be patient,
when I end up inheriting it, then I'll give it to you.
Because I really couldn't care any less.
No. He's a piece of shit. Just like that, you've become a piece of shit?
Some real gems came out of your dad's shop.
-Including you and Michele. -Please, let's not mention Michele.
Okay.
Still got a jaguar in you, huh?
Listen, I can't wait anymore.
First it was six months, then three more. What am I supposed to do?
I look like a saint to you? Tell me. You think I'm a saint?
You haven't started that yet, you moron?
[mechanic] It won't start. I need more time.
More time.
Maybe you can start it?
Sergio, can we resolve this issue with my father first? That's more important.
I'm asking you for a favor as a friend of mine. Start it.
The fuck out of the way! Get out of here. Go!
This guy's got the magic touch. He's a wizard.
Come on, Beno. Let me see if you've still got it.
Look at this, eh?
Take out your magic wand, man.
Come on, I wanna see your little magic wand. Well?
[metal squeaking, clanking]
-[engine rumbles, revs] -[Sergio] Yes, yes!
Yeah! That's it, baby!
He brought the magic!
That Beno's got it! He's magic! Yeah!
Beno, I think we've found ourselves a perfect solution.
Yeah?
[sniffs] So… There's a gorgeous little jewel in a parking lot,
at a warehouse outside Imola.
Just need you to drive it out of there and get it to the Port of Ravenna. Hm?
You're asking me to steal a car for you?
When have I sent you on a job without covering you, huh?
-No, no, I can't do it. -[Sergio] No?
I guess that it can't be done. And that's that.
-Fine. So we won't do it. -[lever hisses]
[Arturo screams]
Whoa! What the fuck, man?!
We got a deal? I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine.
Come out from under there. Hey, I was joking, guys.
No one can take a joke anymore? I was kidding!
Can't take a joke anymore, can you?
So my guy? Ready, set, go. Huh? Bam, bam!
What are you saying?
You ready to go?
Go now?
How the fuck am I supposed to get to Imola?
And besides, my leg is completely fucked from my sciatica.
God, when are you gonna stop worrying about stupid shit all the time, huh?
Come on, let me introduce you to our new driver. Huh?
She just got here today. Her name is Blu. The other one is Ahmed.
[sniffs] He's bringing the unmarked car back.
What are we supposed to do with Barnie?
You better watch your mouth, you shit. This guy's basically a legend, hm?
[sniffs] Tell them what a legend you are.
-[Ahmed] So I took her out to dinner. -[Blu] Mm.
[Ahmed] I paid for everything, and at the end, she says,
"Thanks for the nice evening." And then she left.
I mean, I get it. You took her out for fast food.
Eyes on the road.
Well, why don't you tell me where you take girls, then, huh?
The prison cafeteria?
[Blu] And I never pay.
Some people can take women anywhere and have fun,
and others need to rely on a fancy restaurant.
-[Ahmed] Whatever. I didn't even like her. -I'm not really surprised.
You never like anyone.
["Capri Sun" by Capo Plaza playing on radio]
Didn't I just tell you to keep your eyes on the road?
Okay, I'm looking at the road, man. The hell's wrong with you?
Listen, is that prison thing true or not?
Of course it's true. She's out on conditional release
or whatever it's called.
Plus, she's already fucked up her work release job…
Whoa! Why don't you mind your own fucking business?
[Arturo] Kids. Calm down.
Now when we get there, I'll do the job,
but you two keep your mouths shut. I don't wanna hear a thing.
Yeah, relax. God.
If anything does go wrong…
[Ahmed laughs]
-Hey! -[Arturo] Give me that!
-No! Who said you could? -You don't hold it.
I said so.
You'll probably end up shooting yourself, and this is the only clean shirt I've got.
What the hell's the matter with you?
[song stops playing]
[pensive music playing]
[sighs] Watch, I'll get sciatica on the other side today.
-Well? See this? Totally smooth. -Shh. Go.
Hey, beautiful.
Come on, come on.
Here. Change them.
[suspenseful music playing]
[machine beeping]
-Is that for the satellite alarm or what? -Why don't you just do your job?
-[machine beeps] -[door clicks open]
[Ahmed] Fuck.
[cell phone chimes]
Ahmed.
What is it?
He says the guards are coming this way.
[suspenseful music continues]
Is something supposed to be happening or…?
I thought we agreed that you would stay quiet. Huh?
This fucking immobilizer. [grunts]
Start the engine now.
-[engine revs] -[Blu] Whoo!
[Arturo sighs]
Don't turn it off, or I'll have to start all over again.
[Blu] Don't worry. Just sit your scrawny ass down and leave it to me.
[Arturo] I'll just pretend I didn't hear that.
[Blu laughs]
["La Rabbia Non Ti Basta" by BigMama playing on radio]
[Blu singing along to song in Italian]
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey… ♪
[in English] You're the worst singer I've ever heard in my life.
[song turns off]
[Arturo sighs]
But everyone says that you're a pretty good driver.
-Where'd you learn? -Let's just say it's in my blood.
-Do you race or compete? -[scoffs] No, I don't race.
-I just win. -Ah.
Anyway, I don't care about stupid little trophies.
It's better out here where you can race for real.
Yeah, sure it is. [chuckles]
And besides, professional racing teams would never hire someone like me.
Those kinds of people never trust me anyway.
Some people always get the short end of the stick in life. Right, Barnie?
What people are those?
People like us.
Just speak for yourself. Geez.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Blu] Shit.
POLICE
Take it easy. Just don't slow down.
And if they pull us over, keep your mouth shut.
-Don't say a word. -Take the gun out of glove.
What is wrong with you?
Well, at least check if all the papers are in order.
It's all there. It's good. Don't worry about it.
-[Blu] Here they are. -Okay.
Fucking hell, this one looks like a real dickhead too.
[suspenseful music continues]
[Blu clears throat]
[parking brake clicks]
[officer] Good morning. License and registration, please.
Good morning. I have it.
-Here you are. -[officer] This is a very nice car.
Yes, I'm letting my daughter try it out for the first time.
[officer] Wow. What did she do to her hair?
[chuckles] Oh, well, they're just kids. What can we do?
Would you mind turning off your engine?
Better if we don't.
The sensors go off. It's this heat, you know…
I mean, I honestly don't know how you do it. [chuckles]
[officer] You could always take off your jacket.
[tense music playing]
But then it would mess up my whole outfit. You know?
-[officer] Wait a minute, please. -Thanks a lot.
[Arturo sighs]
Don't look at him. Don't wave at him.
-What the fuck is he looking up? -Calm down. Calm down, and just breathe.
[officer] All right.
-You can go. -Thanks a lot.
-[officer] Remember to drive slowly. -Oh, yes. Of course she will, thanks.
Slowly now.
You need to stop telling me what to do, all right?
[Arturo] Go on, drive. Slowly.
-[officer] Wait, stop! -Fucking hell.
[officer] The plate doesn't match the vehicle.
Blu… Blu, don't-- don't freak out.
Just step out of the car. It's okay. Blu.
-I'm not going back in. -Huh?
-[officer] Miss! Oh! -[engine revving]
Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Blu!
-[tires screeching] -Fuck! This is not good.
Help me to fly with skill and diligence, follow procedure--
What the hell are you saying?
That isn't the Driver's Prayer. It's the Aviator's Prayer!
What's the Driver's Prayer then?
Our Holy Lady of tar and night, grant me a steady hand--
But what the fuck does it even matter?!
[frenetic techno music playing]
[sirens blaring]
-Go, go, go! That's it! -Go where? They're right behind us.
Calm down and think this through.
-We're gonna have to squeeze them out. -Okay, that's what I'm talking about. Yes!
Take the throttle up to third gear. See that?
When you hit fourth, make a U-turn there.
-Okay. -Great.
We'll see if this baby loves me or not, huh?
[tires screeching]
Whoa!
[music fades dramatically]
-[fluid sloshing] -[fire whooshing]
[engine revving]
[siren blaring]
We're running out of options.
I'm gonna take you on a nice drive downtown.
[music resumes]
-[horn honks] -[siren wailing]
[tires screeching]
I'm pretty sure it was a bad idea for you to take us downtown.
Just relax, old man.
[tires screeching]
[music fades dramatically]
[thrilling techno music playing]
Are you just gonna keep driving us around in circles
until one of us runs out of gas?
[townspeople yelling]
We're supposed to bring it back with no scratches.
There won't even be any dirt on the rims.
[officer] There it is.
-[tires screeching] -[townspeople yelling]
[townspeople yelling]
[man yells]
Whoa, whoa! Come on!
Where are you going?
-[engine revving] -[music continues]
[siren blaring]
-Hey, go easy! Watch out for those people. -[townspeople yelling]
[siren blaring]
Look out for that guy riding his scooter on the sidewalk!
[man grunts] Go to hell!
[both yelling]
[tires screeching]
[laughing]
All right, take a left now.
-The car won't fit through. -Trust me, it'll fit. Just go!
[indistinct shouting]
What's Dionisi doing there?
Go on, follow her.
[officer] Fuck! Move it!
Holy shit. Do you realize what we just pulled off?
Elena Dionisi's a real maniac.
[Arturo] Yeah, she's crazier than you.
[Blu] You were scared shitless, weren't you Barnie?
We were really fuckin' awesome.
[tires screeching]
["Team" by TV Noise playing]
-[song continues over speakers] -[clubbers cheering]
[Elena laughs]
Not even a thank you?
Thank you.
My leg has gone numb, and I'm not a dancer.
Mm.
Not to mention this isn't my kind of music!
-Oh, no? -No.
Here.
Yo!
[both chanting] Barnie! Barnie! Barnie! Barnie! Barnie!
Let's get outta here.
Here we go! Our heroes return.
Here they are. Finally! I've been waiting! [laughs]
Look at you, huh?
And look, you even pulled a girlfriend already. How'd you do that?
-Go and have a seat, honey. -I'll see you later.
She's not a bad driver, right?
She's hot-headed, but she's not a bad driver.
I didn't love your little trick with those IDs, though.
What trick? I tricked you?
Oh, the photo where you look like a girl?
Well, you know, IDs have to look believable.
I couldn't exactly put Blu Venturi, could I? [laughs]
[chuckles]
Do you get it?
-She's Michele and Arianna's daughter. -Huh?
They made a beautiful little baby girl, didn't they?
Isn't she pretty?
You drove well. But you're still a little Mommy's girl, you know?
Where's your mommy Arianna, huh? Where's Arianna?
Don't ever mention my mom's name again.
Even though she abandoned you because she was ashamed of you?
-Fucking piece of shit! -Yeah.
-Fucking cokehead! I'll murder you! -The fuck are you doing? Huh?
Hey, hey, hey, whoa! Calm down. Hey!
Blu, let's get a drink. Let it go.
When I need you, I'll make you come crawling back!
-[Ahmed] Let it go. -[sniffing] What is it, Beno?
You didn't get that she's Michele and Arianna's?
What the fuck do you know? Piece of shit.
Hey, I don't give a shit about whose daughter she is.
Oh, no? It didn't seem like that.
Look, I did the job for you, so now we're good.
Please, you think I make 80,000 on a job like that?
What the hell are you saying? We made a fucking deal, didn't we?
Yeah, well one little fucking car isn't enough, Beno! [laughs]
[sniffs] How about this?
Because I don't want you to make people think I'm not a man of my word.
Tonight's job bought you six months of freedom,
but then you pay me back in full.
Otherwise, I'm kicking you and your father out.
-And when I say I'm kicking you out-- -Yes, that's very clear. I get it, Sergio.
Very good. You finally got it.
[engines revving]
[Elena] Benini!
-Benini! -Yeah?
You still need money and a job, or not?
[sighs]
Look, right now, I'm just trying not to wind up dead in a ditch.
I know you.
You were the greatest driver in Imola, and I loved you.
That man doesn't exist anymore, though.
And I'm not sure he ever existed.
Or he might just get himself murdered very soon, and rightly so.
'Cause madness won't lead to victory, Elena.
It just leads to pain.
And it only ever hurts the people you love the most.
But I think you know that already, huh?
[chuckles softly]
Benini.
[Arturo] What?
-[Elena] I knew you recognized me. -Yeah, yeah.
[chuckles]
Hold on, did you hear what she called him?
No. Blu, let's go. Come on.
[hospital machine beeping, whirring steadily]
[gentle music playing]
BENINI AUTO REPAIR
[music turns melancholy]
[tires screeching]
[unsettling music playing]
Fuck!
Goddammit!
[exhales sharply]
[Elena] Hello?
Are you finished, or did you feel like breaking something else?
[Arturo panting]
I want $80,000.
-Within six months. Take it or leave it. -[laughs]
[Elena] Twenty-five for the job.
Fifty-five for a championship win.
50-30.
[clicks tongue]
35-45.
I need to win, Benini.
And you need to save this workshop.
What the hell makes you think I want to save this place?
I'm telling you, you do.
And don't think the driver inside you is dead.
I think he's just hiding somewhere.
All right, 40-40.
[laughs]
But no more motivational bullshit, because I-- just, God, I hate it.
[breathing heavily]
[janitor] Hey, girly.
They want to talk to you downstairs.
You made a big mess the other day.
Listen…
I really need to keep working. Put in a good word for me, okay?
Me?
Come on. I know you're really not that old.
And besides, I love the elderly. Truly, I do.
Listen, you shitty old man.
Why don't you do one good deed before you bite it?
Otherwise, they're gonna send me back to prison--
Even if I wanted to, and I don't want to,
there's no fucking way I can get you out of the huge pile of shit that you're in.
-[Blu] Asshole! -[mop clatters]
[pensive music playing]
Okay. Good luck to you.
[Elena] The legend is back.
[sighs] The legend with sciatica.
-So we're really doing this? -[Elena] Yeah.
-But we're missing the best part. -You're right, I haven't seen the car yet.
I know, but I meant the driver.
No, no.
Don't tell me you didn't pick up on that. She's our rising star.
-Well, it's just-- -[Elena] Arturo Benini, Blu Venturi.
Our race car driver.
[Blu] Arturo Benini. So that's who you are.
The man who killed my father.
[upbeat techno music playing]