Sydney's dream |
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Jarod | Cutting out a little early today Sydney? |
Sydney | Jarod. My God Jarod, they’re gonna see you. |
Jarod | Something bad is happening Sydney. There isn’t much time left. |
Sydney | Jarod, let’s get out of here. |
Jarod | I need answers. |
Sydney | Answers? |
Jarod | Who I am. Where I came from. Who my parents are. Just give me something, even if it’s just a name. But I need to know now. |
Young Jarod | So do I. |
Sydney | Jarod. |
Little Jarod | Me too. |
Sydney | I don’t understand. |
Jacob | They deserve answers Sydney. |
Sydney | Jacob. I don’t understand Jacob. |
Jacob | It’s complicated. Please Sydney. I don’t have much time. |
Sydney's Office - The Centre - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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Miss Parker | Good morning Broots. Sorry to interrupt. Let me guess. Jarod? |
Broots | Yep. It just arrived this morning. He bought it from some place called the Astro Arcade in Indianapolis. |
Miss Parker | He was working in a pinball parlour? |
Broots | No, actually he was just hanging out. The owner said he played this exact game for almost 24 hours straight on one single quarter. |
Miss Parker | Impressive. |
Broots | Oh yeah. |
Miss Parker | And what’s Sydney’s take on Game Boy? |
Broots | Oh, Sydney. He left you this e-mail. |
Miss Parker | ‘Our suffocated friend is awake.’ |
Flashback | |
Miss Parker | He’s awake. |
Raines | Jacob is a threat to Centre interests. Make sure Jacob never wakes up again. |
End of flashback | |
Miss Parker | ‘I’ll be away fishing.’ Find out where Sydney is. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Grant Roemer | 31 point 48. This boy is fast. |
RJ | He’s still more than a full second off the track record. |
Grant Roemer | Took you five years to find this kind of speed RJ. This guy hasn’t even unpacked his bags yet. |
Hawkes | What’d he say his last name was? |
RJ | Jones. |
Grant Roemer | Well, he drives like Parnelli. That’s for damn sure. Let’s go. |
Announcer | That’s the MCI car coming in from the pit row apron. Practice is now open for the next hour. |
Groupie | That was incredible. |
Jarod | Thank you. |
Groupie | You are some driver. |
Grant Roemer | Excuse me. One hell of a sequence. |
Jarod | You know, I could have gone faster but my foot slipped off the gas pedal during turn four. |
RJ | So hot shot, where’d you learn to drive a race car? |
Jarod | Indianapolis. |
Groupie | Really? The Brickyard? |
Jarod | The Astro Arcade. |
Grant Roemer | Jarod, this is Nigel Brinkman, our number one driver. |
Nigel Brinkman | Welcome to the big show Jarod. |
Jarod | Nice to be here. |
Grant Roemer | Jarod’s gonna be taking over the number three car for Jimmy. |
Jarod | He had an accident in Milwaukee, didn’t he? |
Grant Roemer | My son broke his leg. Doctors say it’ll be at least a year until he drives again. But he will. Know why? He’s a Roemer. |
Nigel Brinkman | Jimmy got a little carried away with himself. He took RJ’s car out to scuff the tyres, ended up putting it into the wall. |
Jarod | Well, I can understand why RJ would be a little defensive. |
Grant Roemer | My sons can handle it. That’s racing. Come on. Let’s get you settled in. |
Grant Roemer | I accept nothing but the best from my drivers Jarod. |
Jarod | I can see that. This one’s an oldie. |
Grant Roemer | Guess you could say that knife was RJ’s first trophy. Here he is getting his Indy Lights Championship. There he is winning the National Quarter Midget. There he is finishing second at Long Beach. I’m not sure why that one’s even up there. |
RJ | I would have won that race if the car had been set up right. |
Grant Roemer | Really? I don’t remember our chief mechanic driving the car that day. |
RJ | Hawkes is a dinosaur. |
Anna | RJ, visiting hours at the hospital are over. Oh, sorry, I didn’t realise you were having… |
Grant Roemer | It’s okay darling, come on in. |
RJ | Uh, I think I’ve gotta go check the telemetry readings on, uh, practice. |
Anna | You’re not going to see Jimmy? |
RJ | Well, I’ll try, okay? |
Grant Roemer | Anna, this is Jarod Jones. He’s taking over Jimmy’s ride. Anna’s my daughter-in-law. |
Anna | Hi. |
Jarod | Pleasure. |
Grant Roemer | She’ll get your race paperwork started and we tyre test at one. |
Jarod | Well, this is uncomfortable. |
Anna | It’s racing. |
Jarod | I heard about your husband’s accident. I hope he will be alright. |
Anna | Thanks. Doctors say it’s too soon to tell if the leg damage is, uh, permanent. You’re gonna need to fill out a background information form. |
Jarod | Background information? |
Anna | So the media and sponsors know who you are. |
Jarod | I’m not really interested in publicity. |
Anna | In this business, you will answer more questions and eat more cocktail weenies than you ever thought possible. |
Jarod | I am sure that everything is going to work out. It looks like your family’s very close. |
Anna | Looks that way, doesn’t it? |
Sydney's office - The Centre - Blue Cove Delaware |
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Miss Parker | Anything yet? |
Broots | Uh, well, I’ve gone over Sydney’s message a dozen times and the best I can come up with is he’s gone to Whitecloud. |
Miss Parker | Where? |
Broots | Sydney has a cabin up in the mountains near Whitecloud Lake. He goes there to fish sometimes. |
Miss Parker | Sydney and trout. Boggles the mind. Do you know where it is? |
Broots | Uh, yeah. |
Miss Parker | Write down the directions. |
Broots | I still don’t get the part about ‘Our suffocated friend is awake.’ |
Miss Parker | The directions Broots. |
Broots | Uh… The last word is Whitecloud. You don’t have to draw me a map. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Groupie | So you both drive for the same team, but you race against each other? |
Nigel Brinkman | No, not exactly. RJ here is what you might call my support team. |
Groupie | I don’t understand. |
RJ | Well, that’s because Ringo here is a little confused which might come from smelling my exhaust fumes for most of the race. Ow! |
Jarod | Oh, sorry, it, it got away from me. |
Groupie | You didn’t sign me this morning. I was in your pit earlier. |
Jarod | Oh, oh, yes. Are you a driver too? |
Groupie | Yeah. |
Nigel Brinkman | Now, when you talk about the life-and-death aspect of racing you cut right to the heart of the driver’s very existence. |
Groupie | Really? |
RJ | Did you want something? |
Jarod | Yes. I don’t have a big car yet, and I was wondering if you could give me a lift. I need to visit someone. |
RJ | Yeah, all right. |
Hospital - California |
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RJ | This is the hospital Jimmy’s in. |
Jarod | I thought I should meet the man I was subbing for. You want to join me? It must be difficult working so hard and never getting the support you need to win. |
RJ | Oh, I’ll win. I have to. |
Jarod | What was Jimmy doing in your car the day it crashed? |
RJ | Well, you saw the pathetic data on the three car. Jimmy wanted to know what it was like to drive a competitive ride. I, I felt sorry for him, gave him a shot. End of story. |
Jarod | According to the data after the crash, Jimmy had the throttle wide open when it hit the wall. |
RJ | Well, I love my brother, but he doesn’t know his limits. |
Mount Pleasant Home |
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Doctor | Your brother has a very rare disease. In Jacob’s case it has stimulated the brain. Seems like it’s re-awakened an area injured years earlier. |
Sydney | Is he aware of his surroundings? |
Doctor | On and off. His motor skills are very elementary and his speech appears to be limited to single-word utterances. |
Sydney | I would like to see him now. |
Doctor | Well, before you do, there’s something else you should know about your brother’s condition. |
Sydney | Jacob, can you hear me? This is Sydney. |
Jacob | Greta. |
Sydney | Yes. |
Doctor | He seems to be drifting from one thought to another. I’m not sure who this Greta woman is. |
Sydney | Greta was our mother’s name. Jacob, listen to this carefully. Do you know what year it is? |
Jacob | 1942. |
Sydney | I’d like to take him with me. |
The Centre - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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Willie | Mr Raines. We’ve completed the trace of Sydney’s telephone tap. You were right. His brother is still alive. |
Raines | But you’ll take care of that, wont you? |
Willie | My pleasure. |
Hospital - California |
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Anna | Is the sun too hot? |
Jimmy | No, I’m fine. |
Anna | Doctors say you can start rehab in another month. |
Jimmy | I’d start today if I had my way. |
RJ | Oh, that’s my little brother. Doesn’t know a good thing when he’s sittin’ on it. |
Jimmy | Hey, where you been stranger? |
RJ | I got better things to do that hang around with a bunch of gimps. |
Jimmy | Yeah. What’s her name? |
RJ | Guilty. Anna. |
Anna | I thought you weren’t coming. |
RJ | You gotta have faith in your family. |
Jimmy | Can you get my baseball cap out of my room. I am gettin’ a little toasted out here. |
Anna | Yeah, sure. |
RJ | Hey, here. But don’t be eatin’ too many candy bars, or you’ll be drivin’ NASCAR next season. |
Jimmy | Hey, Jimmy Roemer. |
Jarod | Jarod Jones. |
RJ | Jarod is driving the number three car. |
Jimmy | Well, good for you. Win one for the home team huh? |
Jarod | I’m just keeping your place warm until you get back. How are you feeling? |
Jimmy | Well, like a Reynard with a flat tyre. |
RJ | Just take it slow, it’ll all come back to you. |
Jimmy | I feel pretty stupid parking RJ’s ride into the wall. I mean I know I blacked out, but I swear I was breakin’. The engine just kept revvin’ after I made contact. |
RJ | Hey, accidents happen. Remember my prom night? |
Jimmy | Dad was P.O.’ed huh? |
RJ | I wrapped my Mach One around a telephone pole. Course, it didn’t cost a hundred grand to have it fixed. |
Jimmy | Yeah. Here, fill me up will ya? |
RJ | Whoa… |
Jarod | You okay? |
RJ | Yeah. Hard to believe I drive a race car, huh? |
Jarod | Well, like you say, accidents happen. |
Mount Pleasant Hospital |
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Sydney | I’m taking you out of here Jacob. To the cabin at Whitecloud. You used to love going to Whitecloud. Remember? |
Willie | Go that way, I’ll check the stairs. |
Sweeper | Okay, drop the mop. |
Sydney | He can’t understand you. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Mario Andretti | Hey Jarod. |
Jarod | Hey Mario. |
Mario Andretti | Nice run, nice run. |
Jarod | Thanks. |
Mario Andretti | I was watching you. Just a little tip. Goin’ into turn one, just keep it down a little bit lower. Stay below the bumps. I think you’re gonna like it. |
Jarod | I’ll remember that, thanks. |
Mario Andretti | Take care. |
Grant Roemer | Seventeen races, six months without a podium finish. This gentlemen, is unacceptable and that is why we are now going to begin to race as a team. |
Nigel Brinkman | Meaning? |
Grant Roemer | Meaning you’re gonna do whatever it takes to get the number one car out front and keep it there. |
RJ | What about me? |
Grant Roemer | Me, me, me. There is no me. It’s a team sport now. I want you and Jarod to let Nigel draft behind your cars. Block out the leader so he can gain track position, okay? |
Jarod | Excuse me. Blocking is a flaggable offence. |
Grant Roemer | It’s called racing. |
RJ | Yeah, so basically Jarod and I are just traffic cops. |
Grant Roemer | Do you have any idea how much money it takes to support three cars? |
RJ | Come on Dad. I just meant. |
Grant Roemer | Sponsors want to see their product in victory lane. Otherwise they find another team and you go back to crushing junk with monster trucks. |
Hawkes | Which means driving smart, not like that loose cannon little brother of yours. |
RJ | You son of a bitch! |
Jarod | Hey hey! RJ, cool down! |
Nigel Brinkman | Come on, Hawkes is right. Jimmy had no business being in the number two car and you know it. |
RJ | Yeah? Check the recent lap times. I should be top ride. |
Nigel Brinkman | Yeah, right. Come on Hawkes. Let me show you something on the front… |
RJ | Someone should shut that son of a bitch up for good. |
Grant Roemer | You see? That’s the kind of Roemer spirit that I’m looking for. I’d just like to see some of it on the track. |
Jarod | So much for the home team. |
Sydney's cabin near Whitecloud Lake |
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Miss Parker | Sydney? Sydney? (she sees Sydney's twin) Oh God! You scared the hell out of me. |
Sydney | Expecting to find two corpses Miss Parker? What did Raines promise you? |
Miss Parker | What are you talking about? |
Sydney | The Sweeper team that showed up at the hospital. You called Raines up, didn’t you? (he threatens her) Admit it! |
Miss Parker | Let go of me Sydney! |
Sydney | You are the only one who knows my brother is still alive. |
Miss Parker | Raines thinks I murdered Jacob. If he knew he was still alive, then I would be in more danger than anyone. I suggest you check your home phone for bugs. Now let go of me. Has he said anything? |
Sydney | I need to reach him Parker. I need answers. |
Miss Parker | Answers? |
Sydney | About what I’ve done. |
Jarod's lair |
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Jarod | You did brake Jimmy, but your engine kept running. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Anna | Jimmy used to walk the stands before every race. Said it felt like bein’ in church. Thanks for gettin’ RJ to go see Jimmy. It perks him up when he sees his brother. |
Jarod | Well, I thought it might help. |
Anna | Yeah. |
Jarod | How’s he doing? |
Anna | The truth is he feels like he failed. |
Anna | Me, RJ, mostly his dad. |
Jarod | Well, Grant is pretty intense. |
Anna | Yeah, and he’s always encouraged them to compete against each other. The winter when Jimmy was seven, Grant took him and RJ out to a cabin, made them each chop a cord of wood told them the winner would get a brand new Odekirk fishing knife, the kind with all the attachments. |
Jarod | I saw the photograph in the trailer. |
Anna | Right. Now, there’s no way a couple of kids can cut all that wood. And Grant knew that, but he left them out there alone in the cold. |
Jarod | What happened? |
Anna | There’s a lumberyard nearby. So RJ hot-wires a tractor, rides up the hill buys himself a fresh-cut stack of wood and wins the knife. |
Jarod | Sounds like the real prize was winning his father’s approval. |
Anna | And he would do anything to get it. Some things never change. |
Sydney's cabin near Whitecloud Lake |
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Miss Parker | Sydney? Sydney? |
Jacob | Catherine. |
Miss Parker | You remember my mother? |
Jacob | Look just like her. |
Miss Parker | Yes, but do you remember her? Jacob? Please Jacob, try to remember. Why can’t you remember? |
Sydney | Because he’s dying. The same virus that’s reawakened Jacob is also killing him. He has less than 12 hours left. |
Miss Parker | I’m sorry Sydney. What can we do? |
Sydney | Broots is bringing some of my personal items, photos, home movies. If only I can help Jacob remember, maybe he can tell us something about your mother. Or about Jarod. (he cries) Or maybe he can simply die knowing who he is. |
Miss Parker (comforting Sydney) |
It’s okay. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Jarod | Not that an Andretti needs racing advice Michael, but, stay low, avoid the bumps, you’ll be glad you did. |
Michael Andretti | Something about that advice sounds kinda familiar. But thanks. |
Hawkes | What’s that? |
Jarod | I came across this throttle cable from Jimmy’s crashed engine. |
Hawkes | What, you a cart inspector now? |
Jarod | Well, I just want to know how things work. I couldn’t figure out what these scratches were. |
Hawkes | Ah, Jimmy bent the cable plate. |
Jarod | And what happens when the cable plate is bent? |
Hawkes | You bend the cable plate and your throttle will stick. |
Jarod | Is that what happened to Jimmy? |
Hawkes | Look, I did the car inspection after the accident. Jimmy’s crash had nothing to do with mechanical error. |
Jarod | Well, then how do you explain these marks? |
Hawkes | Damaged in the crash. |
Jarod | Well, I’m not a mechanic, but these markings look like they were made by a set of pliers. |
Hawkes | You’re right, you’re not a mechanic. |
Sydney's cabin near Whitecloud Lake |
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Broots | Oh wow! This place is really nice. Hey. |
Miss Parker | Here. |
Broots | Hey, think maybe I can rent it from you some weekend and bring my daughter here? |
Miss Parker | Is this it? |
Broots | Yeah, that’s everything. |
Miss Parker | You can leave now. |
Broots | Okay. Can, can I at least go to the bathroom first. Is it, is it through here? |
Miss Parker | Broots, wait. |
Broots | What’s going on? |
Sydney | My brother Jacob is quite ill. |
Miss Parker | You breathe a word of this to anybody and every dairy case in America will be plastered with your face. Got it? |
Broots | Yeah. |
Miss Parker | Go back to the Centre. If you notice anything unusual, you call me. We need protection for at least another 10 hours. Understood? |
Broots | Yeah, as good as I’m ever gonna. |
Jarod's lair |
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Jarod | Why would you want to kill your own brother RJ? |
The Centre - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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Broots (on phone) |
Yeah, I just got back. No, it’s quiet. Eve… everything seems to be really cool. Of course I wont say anything. Miss Parker, could, could you do me a favour? Could you… wish Sydney good luck? (she hangs up) Miss Parker? Hello? God, I hate it when she does that. (he sees Raines) Oh, Mr Raines. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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RJ | Damn it! |
Jarod | Oh, I’m sorry about that man. Hey! |
Nigel Brinkman | Something eating at you RJ? |
Jarod | Now I’m gonna have to do some major body work. You wouldn’t happen to have a small screwdriver of a set of pliers would you? |
Nigel Brinkman | Somebody broke the lock on the garage door and stole all the pliers last night. |
Jarod | Really? Cant trust anybody these days. |
Nigel Brinkman | Hey Jones, try this. |
Jarod | An Odekirk. These are very difficult to come by. Where did you get this? |
Nigel Brinkman | I won it. About a year ago. |
Jarod | From whom? |
RJ | From me. |
Nigel Brinkman | Don’t you just hate a sore loser, eh? |
Jarod | Did RJ threaten to take your number one car Brinkman? |
Sydney's cabin near Whitecloud Lake |
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Sydney | Remember those tennis matches at Yale? I still think you let me win so that I wouldn’t feel too bad. Jacob, listen to me. There are things you know Jacob. Things that can help others. Remember Jarod? You signed him into the Centre the night he was brought there. Parker and I found files in SL 27. Your signature was on Jarod’s entrance report. Think back. Where did he come from? What was his real name? His parent’s names? That is the least I can do for him. Since your car accident, I’ve done things Jacob. Unspeakable things to protect Jarod, to protect you. I even tried to kill Dr Raines. (Miss Parker is astonished) But the bullet hit his oxygen tank and… |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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Jarod | It’s pretty nifty huh? I rebuilt Jimmy’s engine from the crash. All by myself. I did however, have to replace this damaged throttle cable. Now, maybe I should be a cart inspector. |
Hawkes | What do you want? |
Jarod | Do you remember these markings? As it turns out, they were indeed made by a pair of pliers. Pliers from and Odekirk knife. This Odekirk knife. Now, it used to belong to RJ, but RJ lost it in a bet to Nigel Brinkman. |
Hawkes | What’s this got to do with me? |
Jarod | I’m glad you asked. This is a videotape from the surveillance cameras in the garages in Milwaukee. It’s dated the day before Jimmy’s crash. It shows you letting Nigel Brinkman into the number two car garage. Brinkman was worried that RJ was going to take over the number one car. How was he supposed to know that Jimmy was going to be behind the wheel that day? |
Hawkes | Now, why would I want to hurt RJ? |
Jarod | Because he wanted you replaced as crew boss. I found resumes. Resumes of people applying for your job. |
Hawkes | Oh God. I’m 56 years old. I can’t start over again. Now, I never wanted to hurt Jimmy. What the heck was that kid doin’ in that car anyway? |
RJ | He was covering for me. |
Jarod | Your hand. |
RJ | Yeah. I started having spasm about six months ago. The day of the race it was so bad I could barely hold the wheel. I asked Jimmy to cover for me. |
Jarod | I’ve seen cases like yours. It’s treatable. |
RJ | I’ll take care of it later. It’s time to think of Jimmy. I messed up Jarod. I let down my father. I almost killed my little brother. |
Jarod | You didn’t know that Brinkman messed with the engine. |
RJ | Well, I know now. I’m gonna do everything I can to make it right. We all will. |
The Centre - Blue Cove - Delaware |
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Raines | No, don’t lie to me. |
Broots | I tell you, I don’t know anybody named Jacob. |
Raines | Six hours Mr Broots. Is all this discomfort worth protecting someone like Sydney? |
Broots | I don’t know what you’re talking about. |
Raines | Well, then maybe I can help jog your memory. |
Broots | Oh! Okay! I think I’m starting to remember! |
Jarod's lair |
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Jarod | Hello Anna, it’s Jarod. Do you think Jimmy would be up to coming to the track tomorrow? Nigel, it’s Jarod. Hawkes thinks he made a breakthrough on your setup. Can you do a little testing in the morning? Great, I’ll see you then. |
California Speedway - Fontana - California |
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TV Man | And I’m telling you, I don’t have enough coverage in the pits. Yeah. |
Jarod | Excuse me sir. Could you direct me to the public address feed? |
TV Man | There’s, there’s a rack in the back. That’s what the problem is. You, you’ve only got five cameras out there and I need twice that many. Well, why don’t you look on the camera truck? Television, I had to be out of my mind. Look, can we at least get the on-camera positions set? |
Announcer | Only one and a half seconds separate the two cars…. |
Jarod | Nigel, glad you could make it. |
Nigel Brinkman | Hey, if you boys think you can get some more speed out of this car, I’m ready to go. Where’s Grant? |
Jarod | Well, considering the tone of our last meeting, Hawkes and I thought it would be wiser if we kept this between us until we see if it pans out. |
Nigel Brinkman | Okay, let’s give it a run. |
Jarod | There you go. |
Mechanic | All right, if you got problems, just step on it a few times. All right Nigel, have a good one. Ready, set, go! Go! |
Jarod | How does she feel. |
Nigel Brinkman | So far so good. I’ll get her warmed up, then we’ll see what she can do. |
Man | Those rods workin’ all right? |
Grant Roemer | What the hell is Brinkman doing out there? |
Hawkes | You should watch this, then we have to talk. |
Man |
Here’s your helmet Jarod. Go! Go! |
Nigel Brinkman (on radio) |
I’m gonna open her up the next time around. |
Jarod (on radio) |
How’s it feel Nigel? |
Nigel Brinkman | Oh man, it doesn’t get any better than this. |
Jarod | Oh come on Nigel, you can go faster than that. |
Nigel Brinkman | Jarod, what are you doing out here? |
Jarod | Just trying to find out what really happened to Jimmy’s car before the crash. |
Nigel Brinkman | I don’t know what you’re talking about. |
Jarod | Lies, that’s what I’m talking about. |
Nigel Brinkman | I don’t know anything about Jimmy Roemer’s crash. I’m pulling in. |
Jarod | Uh, uh, uh. Not so fast Nigel. You might as well give up, I have control of your car. |
Nigel Brinkman | You’re out of your mind. |
Jarod | Think so? |
Nigel Brinkman | Wha.. What the hell? I cant slow down. |
Jarod | Now you know how it feels. Careful, I’d really hate to see you crash. |
Nigel Brinkman | What the hell is going on? |
Jarod | I want to know why you sabotaged RJ’s car. Why you nearly killed Jimmy Roemer. |
Nigel Brinkman | You’re not making sense Jarod.. Now stop this car! Stop it Jarod! |
Jarod | Whoa! That was a close call. For your information, I had your fuel tank topped off. So you should be good for at least, oh, 70 laps. The bad news is I put on four old tyres. My guess is one of them will blow anytime now. You know what that means. |
Nigel Brinkman | I cant hold it anymore! |
Jarod | That’s the idea. |
Nigel Brinkman | All right, I rigged RJ’s car. But I didn’t know the kid was gonna be behind the wheel, I swear. She’s getting loose! |
Jarod | Now you know how Jimmy felt. |
Nigel Brinkman | I’m heading for the wall! Jarod! Jarod! |
Jarod | You said it yourself, Nigel. That’s racing. |
Cop | Nigel Brinkman, come with us please. Watch your head. |
Sydney's cabin near Whitecloud Lake |
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Flashback | |
Jarod | Please Sydney, I don’t have much time. |
End of flahsback | |
Jacob | Sydney. |
Sydney | I’m here Jacob. I want you to know that no matter what you did, what we did. I never blamed you. I think that together we robbed Jarod of his life and for that we will be judged. But I’ve learned not to be angry and to forgive. And I only hope that one day… Jarod… can feel the same. |
Jacob | Gene. |
Sydney | Gene? Gene who? Here, try and write it down. |
Jacob dies. | |
Miss Parker | I’m sorry Sydney. |
Sydney | Jacob loved this song. And this place. It’s like him to have finally find his rest here. |
The next morning. Raines end his sweepers arrive. Parker and Sydney are playong cards. | |
Raines | Where is he? |
Miss Parker | Do you have any sevens? |
Sydney | Go fish. |
Raines | Check the bedroom. |
Sydney | Any fives? |
Miss Parker | You’ve gotta be cheating. |
Willie | No one. |
Raines | I know Jarod was here. |
Sydney | You are mistaken. My brother is dead. |
Raines | It’s dangerous to deceive the Centre. |
Miss Parker | I wouldn’t push him. A man with a temper to match his marksmanship. Dangerous combo. |
Later, Jarod comes to see Sydney and comforts him. | |
Jarod | It’s a beautiful place. |
Sydney | Jarod. How did you know? |
Jarod | I called Broots. He told me about Jacob. He said you’d be away from the Centre for a few days, so I took a chance. |
Sydney | It’s hard to be alone in the world, isn’t it? |
Jarod | I hope Jacob’s passing was… easy. |
Sydney | I believe it was. Oh, before he died, my brother gave me this. |
Jarod | What does it mean? |
Sydney | Maybe your name. Maybe your parents’. I wish I could be sure. Anyway, I hope it helps you find your own peace in the world. |