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- Guess how fast we're going now.

- I don't care, I'm having a baby!


Hundred and five miles an hour,

you believe that?


Reese, you just passed the hospital!




- The baby's coming, he's coming now!

- All right, all right, hold on.


- Okay, but I think he might be stuck.

- Grab onto something. Ready?


One, two, three!


It's a baby boy.


I'm happy that Waffle House

was okay with me coming here...


to talk to y'all about

my day-to-day.


And, y'all, that's pretty much,

in a shell...


what it's like to manage

a Waffle House.


Ma'am, I don't know what else

you want me to say to them.


And I'm also gonna need to know

where your commode's at.


Okay, let's give him a round

of applause. Thank you.


Okay, next up is Ricky Bobby.

Ricky, is your father here?




No, ma'am.

I haven't seen my daddy in years.


But my mama say he's out

racing cars...


and, well, dipping his wick

in anything that moves.


Okay, kids, that's enough.

We're gonna move on to Brennan.


Don't pay them no mind, Ricky.


Thanks, Cal. Shake and Bake.

You'll be my best friend forever.


His job is like as a prison guard.


Excuse me, darling.

I'm Reese Bobby.


I'm here for career day

with my son, Ricky.


- Dad!

- Hey there, boy!


Man, you got big. How long's it been?

Three, four months?


- Ten years.

- Ten years?


Man, I gotta lay off the peyote.


Mr. Bobby,

there's no smoking in here.


It's all right, I'm a volunteer fireman.


Okay, I am a semi-professional

racecar driver...


and an amateur tattoo artist.


And the first thing you gotta learn

if you're gonna be a racecar driver...


is you don't listen to losers...


like your know-it-all teacher here.

Okay, I think that's enough.


Your teacher wants you to go slow,

and she's wrong...


because it's the fastest who gets paid

and it's the fastest who gets laid.


Oh, yeah.

You know what I'm talking about.


You people are in the wrong

on this one!


So in the wrong!


This is egregious,

do you hear me? Egregious!


We were cellmates together, Andy.

You got payback coming!


Dad!


Don't listen to these people, Ricky.

You're a winner.


You got the gift. Always remember,

if you ain't first, you're last.


If you ain't first, you're last.


- See you when you're grown up.

- Dad! Come back, Dad!


It's a hot one here in Talladega...


and this crowd of over 180,000

is enjoying one heck of a day.


Yo, Terry. Terry, we got the caution.

Bring it in for a pit. Let's work on it.


All right, fellas, let's go.


Looking good. Yes, come on.


Keep it up, baby.


- All right, way to go.

- Go, way to go.


Nice jack work, Ricky.


Hey, Shake and Bake, Cal.


- Shake and Bake!

- Terry, it's all on you, bro. You go.


Go, baby, go.

Wait, what are you doing?


- I gotta take a piss.

- Go, go, go!


It doesn't matter, Lucius.

We're in last place. Relax.


Jeez, I gotta go take a whiz.

Get off my ass.


You see,

this is what I'm talking about.


That's why this group right here

is the laughingstock of NASCAR.


Face it, we suck.


It's not always bad to be in last place.

Here's some things we can focus on:


One, we tried hard.

And two, we're still dear friends.


Glenn, shut up.


I see Terry.

He's having a chicken sandwich.


Hey, fellas! These are really good.

You should try one.


That place actually makes

a nice sauce.


Let me eat this,

then I gotta make a phone call...


then I'm coming back, all right?

This is the bottom line.


If we don't get that car

back on the track...


our sponsors are gonna

♥♥♥♥ a chicken.


Now, is there anyone out there

who wants to go fast? Anybody?


I wanna go fast.


Hey, get him a suit. Hurry up,

make it snappy. Let's go.


- Hustle up, hustle up.

- Hey, man!


Remember that time when we got kicked out of

biology for playing with Matchbox cars?


- Yeah!

- Who's retarded now?


- Yeah.

- Hey, what are you doing after this?


- After the race?

- Yeah.


I don't know, but it feels like

we're wasting a lot of time.


No, I know, I know.

I'm just excited, man!


- Yeah, I know. Yeah.

- Hey! I love you!


- What?

- Nothing.


Shake and Bake! Get some!


You're my best friend!

You're my best friend!


- Okay, then!

- I'm in there with you!


- I gotta get going!

- Go, go!


- Yeah!

- That's Ricky, baby!


That's my boy, Ricky!


Hey, Ricky,

just remember one thing:


If you wreck that car,

that's 200 grand out of your pocket...


so let's take it nice and slow, okay?


With all due respect, Lucius,

I'm gonna do some driving.


Excuse me, coming through.


Apparently, we've got a situation for

the Laughing Clown, number 26 car.


Terry Cheveaux is refusing to drive.

One of his crew members...


has taken the wheel.


Hey, just wanted to share a little piece

of personal information with you.


I got a chubby right now...


because this is one of the most

awesome experiences of my life...


because I'm getting to

drive a racecar!


I can't believe it! Oh, my God!


Wow, that was cool.


Come on, come on.


The big story from Talladega:


Little-known jack-man Ricky Bobby

places third in the Dennit machine.


Ricky, first of all,

where did you learn to drive like that?


In a car.

Car handle really good. Yeah.


Can you speak up, Ricky?


A car.

It handled real good.


So, what do you think, Mr. Dennit?

He sure can drive.


He's got guts.

Dennit Racing needs a racer like him.


Come on, Dad.

He's just a stupid cowboy.


Look how bad he is

in that interview.


Junior, driving has got nothing

to do with interviews.


I just wish to hell you had

a little more stupid cowboy in you.


I felt like I was on a spaceship and...


I'm not sure

what to do with my hands.


Be good to hold them down

by your side.


We're really happy

with what was going on.


And at the end of the day, you know,

you gotta be happy.


- What did you say his name was again?

- His name is Ricky. Ricky Bobby.


Ricky Bobby?

He's got two first names.


Whatever his name is,

let's get him over here.


Everything ended up fine.


Yeah, okay, everything was fine.

Thanks, thanks. Great job in the car.


Ricky Bobby, a force to be

reckoned with, possibly...


in the near future.


Ricky Bobby with yet another

impressive win.


He is dominating NAS CAR.


First or last, baby, you know it!


I've never seen a driver who

wants to win more than this guy.


I could get used to

this winning thing!


Dennit Racing Incorporated

has decided to field an additional car.


And, at the urging of Ricky Bobby...


who's been like a son to me,

only better...


I'm naming Cal Naughton Jr.

As the driver.


All right.


- Cal Naughton.

- Hey...


we just want to say to all

you other drivers out there...


if you smell a delicious,

crispy smell after the race...


it's not your tailpipe,

it's a little bit...


of shake...


And then bake.


Shake and Bake!


- That's our nickname.

- Get used to hearing it.


And Ricky Bobby wins...


with Cal Naughton Jr.

Finishing second.


- Yeah!

- Hey, man!


- Shake...

- And bake!


Hey, driver! Drive these.


Please be 18.


You want to make this out

to Charlotte?


Hey, excuse me, Ricky.


- Hey, Dale.

- Hey, can I get your autograph?


- Sure. Who do I make this out to?

- It's for me. I think you're awesome.


- Don't tell the other drivers.

- I'm not gonna tell anyone.


I'll see you out there.


Absolutely, ma'am,

I'd love to sign your baby.


You're not gonna wanna wash

that forehead.


- That's right, Powerade's number one.

- Not just for hydration, for vitamin.


No, it's me,

it's me, Susan, your assistant.


Gotta watch it when I get into

autograph mode.


I know, I'm sorry. It's my fault,

I shouldn't have been standing.


I'm Ricky Bobby.

Christmas is right around the corner...


and what better gift

to give a loved one...


than the Jackhawk 9000?


Available at Wal-Mart.


When you work on

your mysterious lady-part stuff...


you should have the right tools too.

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