Hello.
Anyone home?
Hello.
Hello, there.
I've got a spot of bother with my trailer, lost a wheel.
- You're not from around these parts. - No, I'm from down there.
- What? - I'm from down under...
The other side of the world, New Zealand.
Southern most city in the British Empire.
Called Invercargill.
One of the most beautiful cities on Earth.
Name's Burt Munro.
Burt? Ada.
- What? - Ada.
There she is.
We got some problems here, yes sirree.
I tell you what you need to do.
Cannibalize the stuffed axel out of that old Ford right there.
Lucky for you I've got some welding gear.
- We'll get a new wheel on there pronto. - Good.
That's got it.
When you are...
finished there...
I've got something that I want to show you.
Yeah, what's that?
Never you mind.
You just get that wheel on there right.
Why'd you bring me out here?
I want to show you this.
What?
Right here.
I laid my old boy to rest twelve years ago next week.
I sure miss him.
I sure do miss the old boy.
He did his level best.
He did.
I always figured a man's like a blade of grass...
he grows up in the spring, strong and healthy and green...
and then he reaches middle age and he ripens as it were and...
in the autumn they, like a blade of grass...
he finishes just fades away and he never comes back.
Just like a blade of grass.
I think when you're dead, you're dead.
I've always thought that, since I grew up.
Is that your philosophy?
Well, I don't know, yeah, I suppose it is...
when you get to my age these thoughts cross your mind sometimes.
Jump!
Sideways, you fool, sideways!
My God, man, haven't you ever seen a snake before?
No, we don't get snakes in New Zealand.
Good God, I ought to move there.
- Where's he going? - Damn rattlers!
- Any more around here? Oh, God. - Fancy this?
You come all this way to bite the dust up at Boot Hill?
That would be a laugh, wouldn't it?
Be a laugh.
There you go, there you go.
Oh, my God!
Where you gonna sleep tonight?
I don't know, I've no idea.
I don't know.
I had a strange dream last night.
I dreamt about my late...
twin brother, Ernie.
I thought he was in the room here looking down on us.
I guess it's all that fun and games...
at the graveyard.
I suppose.
Oh, well.
Getting old ain't for the faint of heart I'll tell you that.
Oh, God. What have you done to my back, Ada?
I am getting old.
Come on old girl, make me a cup of tea, I've got to hit the road.
Ada, come on, you haven't died in our sleep, have you, old girl?
- Make me a cup of tea. - Come here, lover boy.
I'll make it myself.
Thanks.
Now Burt, you promise me you're going to pop in on your way back...
because I can always use another little cuddle.
Yeah, that's what I said, Ada, that's what I intend to do.
There's many good tune played on an old Banjo as they say.
- And what we don't use, we lose. - Well, that's what they say.
See ya. Ta ra, darling.
And you have good luck with your Indian.
You should say break a leg.
See ya.
Gidday.
Boy is it hot out there.
I bet the birds fly backwards around here...
to keep the dust out of their eyes.
- What can I get you? - I'd like a cup of tea, please.
- Cup of tea? - Yeah, best drink...
for quenching the thirst when the weather's hot.
We haven't seen a cup of tea in here ever.
We got Coors, we got Schlitz or Miller or Coke and whiskey.
Well, I'll have coke then.
You know smoking's bad for you, don't you?
- Is that so? - Yeah.
Personally I don't smoke and I don't drink.
I had the right education from my dad on that one.
He was like King James the first, great anti-smoking man.
Sounds like you're on a one man crusade there grandpa.
Yeah, well, you're born with one pair of lungs so why destroy...
them with that muck?
Where are you from? Where's your home town?
- You English? - Heavens no...
I'm no Pommie, I'm from Invercargill in New Zealand.
- Where? - Invercargill.
L-N-V-E-R-C-A-R-G-l-L-L.
I spell it with one L sometimes to save ink.
- Got any of those critters over there? - Oh yes, much bigger though...
we breed them down there on big farms...
and we cut off their antlers and send them over to Hong Kong and they...
grind the antlers into dust and they eat that stuff...
must be some sort of aphrodisiac or something.
Puts lead in your pencil.
You could do with some of that, Leroy.
Your girlfriend?
Wife.
Oh, dear!
You alright?
Did you decide to leave Jackie a tip after all?
Look sir, if you're not feeling well you should drop in to the hospital...
in the next town.
Alright.
Roll down your window.
What?
What's the problem?
You're parked illegally.
- You're a danger to the passing traffic. - Am I?
- Let's see your driver's license. - Yeah, alright.
Here you are.
- Where are you from? - From New Zealand.
That's the land of the long white cloud. Aotearoa.
Home of the kiwi bird.
Well, I don't care if you're from Mars, you cannot stop here.
Alright.
You cannot stop on the side of this road, you're parked illegally.
Okay, well, sorry, I was having a bit of a heart attack and...
well recovering from one anyway.
Yeah, well, next time, how about we stop at a proper rest area.
Yeah, alright, okay.
Name's Burt Munro. Sorry about that.
Oil's OK.
- Thank you. - That's alright, sir.
Excuse me.
- Hi, there. - Hi.
Listen, I was wondering if I could catch a ride?
My car, she just broke down and I'm really trying to get to Salt Lake City.
I'm only going as far as Wendover, that's where I'm stopping.
Well, anything would be better than nothing.
- Ain't that the truth? Hop in, mate. - Hey, thank you.
I'm going to go see my girlfriend...
she just moved from LA to Salt Lake, so.
I'm home on leave from 'Nam.
- What? - Vietnam?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, what is that you've got strapped on back there?
That, young fellow, is an Indian.
Motorcycle.
So what are you doing in Vietnam?
I'm involved in operation ranch hand.
Oh, what's that? Farming or something?
No, not exactly, we just started this program...
we are spraying the jungle from the air with herbicides...
so the enemy, the Vietcong, don't have any place to hide.
Agent Orange we call this stuff, it comes in these big old orange drums.
How is it working out?
Well, I'm home on two months leave and I've got to get my arse back there.
We should have this war done in 6 months or so, that's what they keep telling us.
Can't wait to get my arse out of there to tell you the truth.
Yeah, I remember the Great War in 1914...
I was about your age and that's what they kept telling everyone.
Soon be over.
20 million dead and four years later it was still going on.
Not as bad as the big flu epidemic though.
Killed 21 million, that did. Maybe more.
Every day, when I left to go to work...
my mum would spray some formalin on my shirt...
and maybe that's why I didn't catch it.
Or maybe I was just lucky. You never know.
- Knock on wood. - Yep.
You know, life's a funny thing...
you never know what's around the corner, do you?
Your shaving brush.
Has had it's day.
It won't achieve.
The Modern way.
Burma Shave.
"She doesn't kiss ya like she used to?
Has she seen some smoother rooster?
Burma Shave.
These signs we dedicate...
to men...
who've had no date of late.
Burma Shave".
Yeah, that's us. Well, you anyway.
Look at that.
That's a cowboy and a half.
I was thinking I'd come out to the Salt with you.
I'd like to be there the first time you see it...
it's only a couple of miles up the road so.
Yeah, alright then, that sounds good.
Looks like there's a lot of people in town for speed week, huh?
Yeah, looks like it.
This is it, Burt. We're gonna take a left right up here.
Bonneville...
I mean I can't believe it.
I mean I'm here, I've made it.
I've made it.
You know, all my life I wanted to do something big.
Something better and bigger than all the other jokers.
This is it, Bonneville.
This is the place where big things happen.
Do you realize, Rusty, the fastest man has ever gone on land is here?
Right here, where we are now.
Malcolm Campbell did it here, with a Bluebird.
First guy to go over 300 mile an hour...
and then later his son, Donald Campbell was here with Proteus.
He crashed at 350 mile an hour and lived to tell the tale.
John Cobb was here.
First guy to go over 400 mile an hour.
All the great attempts.
George Easton with Thunderbolt and...
Mickey Thompson with Challenger.
I'm telling you, Rusty, this place is holy ground, mate.
Holy ground.
And I made it here.
Well, Burt.
Thanks a million.
I'll be looking for you in the record books.
You take care out there in Vietnam, won't you?
I'll be trying.
- Okay, mate. - Drive safe.
- See ya - See ya.
God.
Jesus.
- Gidday. - Hey, there.
- It's going to be a great day. - Yeah.
Still... no wind.
Lovely day for a run.
Salt's in good shape.
Yeah. Firm and dry.
Dead flat. No soft patches.
Not like the beach.
I can do it here.
Yep.
This week. It's what we're here for.
Wow, is that yours?
Yep.
Gosh, she's a beauty.
I bet she goes fast.
- That yours? - Yeah, that's an old Indian.
My name's Munro, Burt Munro.
- From down under, New Zealand. - A long way from home.
Jim Moffatt, San Jose, California.
- Nice to meet you, Burt. - Good to meet you, Jim.
Let's get to the start line.
The race is about to start and all the racers are excited.
This car is driven by Jim Moffatt, San Jose, California.
The other pilots are...
- Come on, guys, 15 minutes. - Come on.
Come on, let's go.
- Morning. - Hello, Burt Munro.
- Mike. - Hi, Mike.
- Are you checked in? - No, not yet.
Well, you've got to remove the shell before we do the tech inspection.
- Where do I check in? - It's just over there.
- Thanks, fellas. - Okay.
I gotta see this.
Hello, I've come to check in. Munro, Burt Munro.
Registration number?
What?
Registration number. I don't see your number here.
No, it's number 35.
It's on the side of my motorcycle over there, that's my lucky number.
Have you registered?
No, that's what I've come over for.
These two blokes sent me over here, Mike and someone else.
Sir, registration closed last month.
If you haven't registered, I'm sorry, you just can't run.
I can't run?
Well, how was I supposed to know I should have pre-registered?
I've come a heck of a long way to ride my bike.
I'm not going anywhere until I've done just that.
I've come all the way from New Zealand, you know. It's a long way.
Look, mister, we don't make the rules.
An event like this doesn't just happen in one day, rules are rules.
Entries closed July 31st.
Well, crikey, I live in Invercargill, it's half way round the bloody earth.
How was I supposed to know these things? I didn't know all this stuff.
Sir, it's not our problem.
I thought I could just turn up here and have my bike timed.
- You don't have to call me... - Well, you thought wrong.
Jim Moffatt!
It's Burt, Burt Munro. Can you come over here, mate?
I'll be right back.
I need a bit of help.
Hey, Burt. What's up?
Well, I have these blokes telling me I can't run my bike...
because I'm not pre-registered.
- You didn't register? - No, I didn't know anything about it.
You know how it is Jim, rules are rules.
- You should have registered months ago. - I didn't know.
I'll have a talk with these guys later, see if I can change their minds.
- Your blood's worth bottling. - I don't know about that.
Look, we can talk about this later.
Maybe you can let him go through tech inspection.
Get that out of the way? Just in case we can let him ride.
You're asking a lot.
Alright.
- Okay. - Alright.
- Make me proud. - Thanks a lot.
You give me a bit of a fright there.
You know these don't look like high speed tyres.
Well, they are high speed tyres.
Look at these hairline cracks, these tyres have got to be 25 years old.
- What happened to the tread? - What?
I said, what happened to the tread?
Well, I cut it off, that's what happened to the tread...
I cut it off with a carving knife...
otherwise it wouldn't be a high speed tyre, would it?
What are you talking about?
Well, you've got to keep the weight in otherwise when you get to a high speed...
the centrifugal force will the tread right off, wouldn't it?
I run them on 65 pounds of air and that tyre's safe up to 300 miles an hour.
I guarantee it. These are high speed tyres and I made them.
Well, you're going to have to replace them.
The suspension here is a leaf spring...
I mean can we pass that?
Geez, last leaf spring on a motorcycle must have been in the 1920s.
Well, it is 42 years old.
- These brakes look completely inadequate. - Well, I'm planning on going, not stopping.
Well, the brakes were old fashioned 40 years ago.
Is this a hinge of a gate post?
No, that's from an old kitchen door.
Let me just ask you what is this?
It's a cork, what does it look like? It's a cork from a brandy bottle.
You know, the thing is it's all about weight. The less weight, the faster you go.
And where's your chute?
- What? - Where's your parachute?
I'm not planning on bailing out.
No wait, you've got to have a safety chute.
Well, I can't afford one.
These forks, if they give out we've got ourselves some real problems.
I think I'd have a bit of a problem that way, wouldn't I?
- Where's your fire suit? - What?
Where's your fire suit?
Good heavens, man, I don't intend to burst into flames.
Always wear me old suit pants for good luck.
If they were good enough to get married in...
they're good enough to ride this old girl in and no...
I tuck the legs of my pants into my socks like this...
stop them getting caught in the chain and Bob's your uncle.
You've got your suit pants, what are you gonna wear on top?
What?
You've got your suit pants, what do you intend to wear on top?
Yes, a black woolen shirt, New Zealand wool, water resistant, fire resistant...
and me bash hat.
Bash hat?
Yeah, crash helmet.
You're crazy, you've got to wear at least a leather jacket on top.
You put the bike down on the salt, it's like coarse sand paper...
it's going to rub your head right off.
I couldn't get into the shell...
with anything bulkier than the shirt on my back. It's a very tight fit in there.
Straight out of the ark.
- What did you say? - Straight out of the ark.
Don't be so cheeky. What's your name, young man?
McFarlane. Mike McFarlane.
I knew a McFarlane, he used to sell milking machines in Timaru.
You must be related to him because he was a total prick.
Look here, you don't even have a fire extinguisher installed.
Mike McFarlane used to give me milking machine parts to make my sprockets with.
How old are you?
I don't know, he was about 35 when I knew him.
No how old are you?
His brother owned a general store down in a place called Bulls...
- That's a town in New Zealand. - Sir, your machine is not safe.
I've been doing this for 43 years and I'm still here to tell the tale.
Time's change, we started taking airplanes instead of riding horseback.
- Horse power? - Horse back. Horse back.
Horse back, yeah. I got you, yeah.
You're too old.
Bollocks. I may have this saggy skin on the outside...
but on the inside I'm still 18 years old...
and I'll give you a run for your money, young fella.
You need some help?
Hello.
Rollie Free, Marty Dickerson, we're a couple of bike fans.
- Burt Munro from Kiwi land. - Pleasure, Burt.
You got me good there.
Where are you staying?
That's my salubrious accommodation...
I usually sleep at night in the back seat.
Salubrious you say Munro, huh?
We've been hearing a lot about you.
Sounds like you're cutting your finances mighty fine.
Yeah, you could say that again.
We'll we're up at the Western Ridge, why don't you drop by...
it looks as though you could use a good shower...
and everybody's staying there and I bet that there's a spare bed there too.
Thanks a lot, you yanks are classic you know that?
You don't catch me that easily.
Hey, Burt.
Hello.
The front forks could go at any time...
the suspension is right out of the 1920s.
Got hairline cracks all over his tyres...
he's got no fire extinguisher, no safety chute.
I told you, if it's a time problem, the old guy's welcome to use some of my time.
It's not a time problem, it's a bike problem.
Well, I think we ought to let him run.
He came all the way from New Zealand to do this.
Jim, have you had a good look at his machine?
All I know is the man's the genuine article.
Yeah, but the bike is the genuine dinosaur.
Look, we carry the cans for the decisions around here.
And if he kills himself and there's about a 100 to 1 that he will.
Are gonna have a hell of a lot of trouble on our hands.
Yeah, sounds like we're a bunch of chicken shits if you want my opinion.
His bike didn't even come close to passing tech inspection, Jim.
Burt.
Hello, Jim. Come in.
Rollie Free said I could find you here.
Rollie Free, he's the best, he's a real gentleman.
He set me up in this place for nothing.
What are you doing?
Well, the soft shoe polish fills in the cracks makes the tyres...
Iook spick and span, good as new.
Cheaper than new ones anyway.
I didn't see that.
Well? Can I run?
I'm sorry, Burt.
Who the heck do they think they are?
Crikey Jim, you know, I'm not trying to run a mile in four minutes...
all I've got to do is sit there and open up the throttle...
I mean, after all it's my ruddy life, isn't it?
Can't you do anything?
I mean, I just want to try and get her to go over 200 just once that's all...
once I've cracked 200 I'll be quite happy...
to piss off back home to New Zealand and Bob's your uncle.
You're a well respected man around here, can you talk to them?
I tried.
You've got as much chance of writing yourself off as I have...
you know that. Just talk to them again.
I know they'll listen to you, mate.
Okay Burt, I'll try. See you tomorrow.
Okay.
I mean I'm half the age of some of those characters out there.
What's that?
That's just indigestion.
Everyone wants us old buggers to curl up in some quiet corner and die.
Well, Burt Munro's not ready to finish yet, I'll tell you that, mate.
I'll give it a shot but I'm not promising anything.
Thanks, mate. Thanks a lot.
The famous Challenger One...
What is he doing?
- Didn't Jim tell him? - He says he did.
- Well, then what's he doing here? - Why won't you let him run?
Hey, he's too old and his bike's too old.
He's come half way round the world to ride that cycle.
Yeah, come on.
- Wendy, if he was to kill himself. - So? It's his life.
Keep an eye out for those officials.
You sure you want to do this? I'm not sure it's a good idea.
Hurry up. If we're going to do this thing you've got to hurry.
Alright, let's go, here's your helmet.
Here's your goggles.
- Come on, Burt. We've got to go. - Yeah, right.
Come on, put them on.
Go, go, come on.
Okay, let's go, push.
Push, go fast.
Hey, you can't. Hey...
- you can't do that. - Come on, come on!
Hang on!
Hey, where are you going with that?
Stop, stop, stop, stop.
What the hell are you doing, Burt? What the hell are you doing?
Just getting her warmed up, Bob.
Didn't look like you were getting her warmed up.
Jesus, he was going to take the thing for a freakin' run.
Bob.
Oh, boy.
That is the most determined man I have ever seen in my entire life.
I kind of feel sorry for the old cooty.
Coming all this way.
Isn't there some way we can accommodate him?
I mean there can't be much risk there...
his bike will be lucky if it does 70.
What do you say? What if we bend the rules this once, huh?
Jesus!
Bob and I had a little chat...
and we're thinking we're gonna organize a handling run for you.
- You are? What? - A handling run.
All the officials, we're gonna get into our vehicles and...
- You're joking, huh? - No, I'm not.
We're going to follow along behind you...
and we're going to see if you're okay to ride this beast.
Of course I'm okay to ride it.
First thing tomorrow morning, alright? Bright and early.
Well, thanks fellas.
Hey. My luck's in then.
- You alright? - Yeah.
Don't hurt yourself.
Okay, everyone listen up. This is what we're gonna do.
Burt, you're gonna get rolling...
ride slowly along. We'll all jump in our vehicles, follow you down the track.
- See if you can handle this thing. - I'll handle her alright.
Alright. Everybody got that?
Okay, everybody, let's get in the cars.
Hope that old man doesn't make a fool of himself.
Here we go.
I'm ready, let's go.
Push it!
Faster, boys.
Go, Burt!
Sixty.
Sixty-five, seventy.
That a boy, Burt.
Seventy-five.
There he goes up to eighty, eighty, eighty five.
Ninety.
Ninety-five, look at that thing go.
- Holy smoke. - He's leaving them behind!
What the hell is that old guy up to?
Nobody told him he could give it everything.
I guess that solves the question of whether or not he can handle it.
We were doing ninety-five and he left us in the dust.
Look at him go!
That a boy, go, Burt.
Hold her firm.
Got it? Don't let it go.
That was a disaster!
- Hey, Burt. How'd it go. - Not good.
So, what's the verdict?
When you opened up there in top gear you sure left us in the dust.
I couldn't even get her out of second gear, Earl.
The plugs were oiling up, I had to feed her more juice up the revs a little.
Well, I guess we'll see if you're telling us the truth, Munro.
Are you telling me I can officially run on the track and have it timed?
That's what I'm saying, Burt.
You'll never know what this means to me, Otto.
25 years I've lived for this day, 25 years.
Sometimes you've got to bend the rules a little, today's one of those days.
- Thank you from the bottom of my heart. - Thank you.
- What did they say? - What happened?
They said I could run.
That's great!
- So why the long face then? - Well, I don't know...
it's just starting to sink in and I've got a problem a big problem.
As soon as I go over a hundred and ten it starts to wobble like heck...
a bad speed wobble.
Well, it did look like you were about as stable as my last wife.
I've got a theory and I think I'm right.
I need about twenty car batteries.
Twenty?
Is it ok to steel these batteries, Burt?
We're not steeling them Marty, we're souveniring them.
Careful of that acid there.
What do we do with them now?
Well, we're going to talk someone into lending us a painter's blow torch.
A painter's blow torch?
What are we going to do with all this metal, Burt?
Well, when this cools down, we'll have ourselves a lead brick.
- What do you do with a lead brick? - Place it in the front of the motorcycle.
- And that's your plan? - Yeah.
Well, you must get the center of pressure behind the center of gravity...
and if you don't get it right then she'll start to fish tail...
- when you get her wound up. - What do you mean by fish tail?
Well, like a fish's behind you know. It'll start doing that.
And that's what happened today when I had the handling run.
And so in a panic I lifted my head up from behind the screen...
and suddenly the bike started to go straight and...
I knew I'd solved the problem somehow by sticking my head up into the wind.
- I don't get it. - Me neither.
Well, I'll show you. Let me have that.
What are you doing?
Lmagine the cigar is my streamliner.
Don't poke holes in the cigar.
Now if I hold it in the middle and blow on it. Like so.
See how unstable it is?
Now if I...
- shift the... - Not again!
Center of pressure here. And blow on it.
See it's much more stable.
Just the center of pressure is behind the center of gravity...
and that's what I'm trying to fix with the lead brick you see.
You're quite clever, did you know that, Burt?
Now all I need to do is to test my theory before I run on the salt...
and I was thinking of, you know...
crossing over the state line from here in Utah to Nevada...
where there's no speed limit and running with a lead brick in the front of it.
- Good morning. - Morning.
Do you know how fast you were going back there?
Yeah, about...
150, 160 miles an hour.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
How's he going to talk his way out of this one?
He sure got his arse in a sling this time, don't he?
So what's the situation with this thing? You don't have any license plates on it.
- It's registered in New Zealand. - New Zealand?
Yeah, that's where I come from.
Alright, you mean to tell me...
that this contraption of yours is registered for the road?
- Yeah, in New Zealand. - New Zealand, right.
Well, how about taking it easy here in Nevada?
Just because we don't have a speed limit don't mean...
- we want people killing themselves. - No, sounds fair enough to me.
- Right, you have a good day then. - I will, thank you.
Burt, everything OK?
Well, fellows, we're going to have to give the lead brick...
the old Spanish archer.
- Spanish archer? - Yeah, the big elbow, you know.
The lead brick has got to go.
Who's stupid idea was that anyway?
It was yours.
Yeah. Well, I'm just going to have to ride her, the way she is.
What about that speed wobble?
Well, I'll cross that bridge when I get there.
- I've got another problem too. - Yeah, what now?
Well, when I get her going...
there's an enormous amount of heat comes off the exhaust pipe...
and I hope it doesn't cook my leg.
Maybe you can wrap some asbestos cloth around it, that should fix it right.
That's a good idea.
So you got any more problems you want to tell us about?
Yes, yes, my old ticker.
- You've got a bad heart? - Yes, I have.
I've got a little surprise for you.
- What? - Close your eyes and give me your hand.
- What? - Just close your eyes. Come on.
- What for? - Because I said so, mister, come on.
Keep walking.
Wendy, you're not going to make a fool of an old man I hope.
I'd never do that, Burt.
Never.
Never. Okay. Okay.
Now turn around.
Alright.
Now, hold your hands out.
Put that in your pocket.
Alright.
There we go good.
You can open them.
What are you all staring at?
- What is this? - Burt...
we've unanimously voted you here on the Salt planes, sportsman of the year...
because we figured nobody has ever traveled as far as you have...
to be here for speed week...
so normally we would present a trophy or something like that...
but considering your case we thought a few extra dollars...
would be more appreciated so we past the hat around.
My goodness!
There are no words.
Well, thank you all.
Thank you all very much.
I'm sorry, I don't know what to say.
Oh dear, it's quite overwhelming you know...
it's 25 years dream to come here.
I should try to justify your respect and...
you know the original speed of my old bike was 54 miles an hour.
And today I'm hoping to, you know, improve it a little.
The cars are at the start line now. The next one is the 86...
On the bucket seat the pilot is ready to be pushed out.
Next competitor is Burt Munro.
All the way from Invercargill, New Zealand.
Burt Munro's entry was approved just yesterday.
Burt, where'd you get this stuff?
- What? - I say, where'd you get this stuff?
I tore an old electric blanket apart and got the asbestos cloth out of it.
You got those heart pills?
- Are you okay? - Better take one, yeah.
They're almost ready.
Guys, come on, let's go.
You know the bottle says that they may cause drowsiness...
- do not operate machinery. - I know that.
Well, you're not supposed to take two of them anyway.
One for me and one for the old girl.
Nitroglycerine.
Should make it go faster.
Have some of this, love.
There you go.
- Yeah, we're almost there. - Alright, here we go.
- Hold her still. - Your goggles.
- What? - Goggles.
- Put your goggles on. - I know, calm down.
I can't get my leg in because of the asbestos cloth on it.
Let me take it off.
- What about your leg in that heat? - Screw it, I've got a spare one.
Right, Burt.
Get those goggles.
- Ready? - Alright, you know the way.
Make sure you come back.
Come on, let's go!
Right, push!
Come on, fellas. Push faster!
Keep running.
Keep it straight, buddy.
Bring it in, Burt. Come on. Go, go, go...
Let's go, Burt!
Come on, Burt!
You can do it, Burt.
He's got no parachute, he's got no brakes.
158.647.
Mile one, 158.647 miles per hour.
Go, Burt!
- Go on! - Go, Burt!
- Make us proud, honey! - Burt!
167.921.
Mile two, 167.921 miles per hour.
Break it, Burt. Come on! Go, go, go!
Come on, Burt.
Mile three, 171.371 miles per hour.
Come on, come on, come on!
Mile four, 172.485 miles per hour.
Yeah!
Come on!
Mile five, 183.694 miles per hour.
193.728.
Mile six, 193.728 miles per hour.
Come on, come on!
Come on, Burt. You can do it!
Come on, Burt!
Mile seven, 194.211 miles per hour.
- Go, Burt! - Burt, go!
What is it?
201.851.
Mile eight, 201.851 miles per hour.
Ladies and gentlemen, that's a new record...
201.851 miles per hour.
Burt, I hope you're going to stop soon.
- He's gone back! - Back where?
Back to whatever planet he came from because he sure ain't from this one.
I really did toast my leg.
I did it.
Tom, can you get that, my hands are wet.
Hello?
This is the United States calling I have a collect call from Mr. Burt Munro...
will you accept the charge?
- Mum, it's Burt calling collect. - It is? Accept the call, accept the call!
My mum said we can accept the call.
- Go ahead, sir. - Hello Tom, is that you?
- Yes. - It's me, Burt.
I did it Tom, she's the world's fastest Indian.
She is?
Dad, dad!
Dad! He did it! Burt did it!
He set a new record.
How is it going?
Hello, mate!
- Hey, Duncan. - Congratulations, Burt.
Hello, Frank. How are you?
- Welcome home, Burt. - Hello, George.
My goodness, you've made this place look spiffing, mate.
You did us proud.
- You put Invercargill on the map. - Well, I reckon so, yeah.
- What have you got planned now? - Right now I've a lot of work to do...
if I'm to get back to Bonneville next year, you know.
So, more early mornings then?
Yeah, more early mornings.
Hello, love.
- Welcome home. - Nice to be back.
- Hello, Tom. - Hey, Burt.
How are you, son?
Good to see ya.
You're growing up a bit, huh?
I looked after your lemon tree just like you told me.
You did, yeah.
It's doing well isn't it?
Yeah, it's beautiful.
- I fed the chickens. - You did?
- And mum cooked all the eggs. - Oh, yeah...
- Did they taste good? - Yep.
- Yeah, good. Have you got my key? - Here it is.
- Right thanks. - I took good care of it.
- I knew you would. - How fast did you go?
Mighty fast. In one of my runs I did over 200 miles an hour.
What would happen if you opened your mouth at that speed?
Well, you'd blow the backside out of your pants I reckon.
Right, let's see.
It's nice to be home. Back in my shed.