Uh-oh.
Whoa!
Arr!
No!
Give it up, Spellman.
You and Harvey are no match for me and Slugloafe.
Oh, yeah, Floyd? You and Slugloafe will eat our dust.
Whoa!
The Hunk of Junk store called. They want your bike back.
Go, Harvey.
It's the last lap! Go! Woo-hoo!
Time for a little detour, Kinkle.
Ow! Whoa!
Ha. You'll have to do better than that.
Go, Harvey.
Whoa! Unh!
Ha!
What? I won. Cheer.
-Aw. Unh. -Are you okay?
No way that just happened.
-It's okay, Harv. -It's not okay.
Stupid bike. We could've won.
Huh?
Ugh.
Hey, I won.
You're supposed to cheer.
Hip, hooray.
- We'll get them next time. - There won't be a next time. I quit.
Come on. When your bike's fixed, we'll go to the park and practice.
That's all we need. A little practice, right?
Huh? Ah.
Right?
Huh?
Is it--?
Is it real?
It's just a bike, Harvey.
Just a bike?
You realize that if we'd had that, we would've beaten Slugloafe for sure.
Hey. I got an idea.
Let's forget about that stupid race...
...and go check out the Jackie Chan twilight show at the Megaplex.
They've got Armour of God I and II.
Cool plan. Thanks, Sabrina.
-For what? -Being a friend.
Hi, Harvey.
Spellman.
You have a Mach One?
-Doesn't everybody? -I don't.
Well, we were just on our way out. Come on, Harvey.
Too bad.
I wanted to ask Harvey if he'd ride my brand-new twin-star Mach One...
...over to my house.
My leg is hurt...
...and I can't ride it.
Yeah. Right.
What do you say, Harvey?
Wanna go for a ride?
Well, um, Sabrina and I were kind of hanging out.
Go ahead, Harvey, If you'd rather ride a boring bike...
...than see a cool double feature at the Megaplex.
You mean that? Oh, thanks, Sabrina. You're the best.
Huh?
I'll call my chauffeur and meet you there.
James, I'm at the Greendale Cycle Shop.
-I'll be the one standing next to the loser. -Ugh!
Law of the jungle.
The girl with the biggest allowance always wins.
Hmm. Don't sweat it, Sabrina.
Boys always want the coolest new thing.
But we were a team.
He doesn't even wanna ride anymore because of that ratty old bike.
I once got so sick of Ben Franklin...
...paying more attention to his silly gadgets than me...
...that I tied a key to his kite to shock him to his senses.
- Ah. - Little good that did.
Ah! Ooh!
Oh! Aah!
Maybe if I used a little magic to fix his bike?
You can't buy friendship, Sabrina.
Why not? It worked for Gem.
She showed up with that stupid bike and Harvey was licking her boots.
Don't worry. Harvey's a friend. He'll come back.
He's a friend. He'll come back.
-What are you, a myna bird? -Oh, myna bird, am I?
Who's the myna bird now?
You asked for it.
Moo.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Mm, eating the cookie man.
Thanks for all the help.
Forget them. Who says money can't buy you love?
Uh, Lennon and McCartney?
Pfft. Millionaires. Easy for them to say.
Scooch your little half-wit self over to the Spookie Jar...
-...and do that voodoo you do so well. -I don't know.
Maybe Harvster and Gem will invite you to their wedding.
How--? How do they sing so darn fast?
Oh, my gosh.
-How'd you get up there? -Huh?
Come on.
You sure Uncle Quigley won't miss it?
He hasn't ridden that thing since before cars had engines.
Or wheels.
Okay. Here we go.
The speed of Hermes, feather of shrike Make this junker the winningest bike
-What do I do? -Hook it to the bike.
What's that mean?
It's a thumbs-up. I was giving you a thumbs-up.
But you don't have thumbs.
Oh, sure. Throw that in my face.
Hmm, spells per square inch.
Hey, easy on the spell pressure.
I wanna make sure.
Here we go. Unh!
Whoa! Oof!
Whoa.
Yee-ha!
Whoa!
Wow, that's the coolest thing ever.
Is it the twin-star?
Twin-star? Ha.
Might as well get one with training wheels.
This is Sheba, all custom, all yours.
-Mi-- Mine? -All yours.
All right.
Woo-hoo!
Yee-ha!
Aah! Unh!
Ha. It almost steers itself.
This is the coolest thing ever. Thanks, Sabrina.
Where'd you get that piece of junk?
It's not junk, Slugloafe.
What did you call me?
Slugloafe. Your name.
Oh, yeah.
So did you get a free toaster with that thing?
It's the stupidest bike I've ever seen.
Sheba's better than your bike.
It's called Sheba?
Ha, ha. Your bike's called Sheba?
What a stupid name.
Time for a five-finger face snack, Kinkle.
-We're not afraid of you. -Yes, we are.
I'm gonna pound you like-- Like, you know....
Like some kind of big pounding thing.
If you're such a tough guy, why don't you two settle this like men?
Because men are prone to violence.
I'm thinking bike-race rematch.
Yeah. Now that I have a killer bike, I'll whip your wide load.
Are you chicken?
ALL Ooh.
Chicken? Babe, I eat chicken for breakfast.
Well, actually, I eat bacon for breakfast.
But you know what I mean.
-Saturday? -Saturday. High noon.
-A race. Just you and me. -My pleasure.
Win, win, win, win, win.
Ah. Jeez, Harvey.
You must really be anxious to race.
Okay, now, remember.
If you're gonna beat Slugloafe, you gotta keep your eyes on him.
-He cheats. -I'm ready for anything he's got.
Let's practice. It's race time.
Harvey, he's not afraid to run you off the road.
Win, win.
-Harvey? You listening? -Win, win.
-I said, he'll-- -Win.
--trick you.
I'm going to catch you.
Harvey Kinkle.
Hmm.
Win, win, win.
- Whoa! - Cool.
- Awesome. - Did you see that?
Do it again. Whoa! Do it. Do it again.
Harvey, don't you wanna ride my bike?
No, thanks, babe. I've got my own wheels.
Harvey Kinkle, you owe me an apology.
How's this?
Knock, knock.
-Who's there? -I don't care.
- Ooh. - Harvey, you're acting really different.
You're right. I'm acting like a winner.
Brilliant, Sabrina.
Cast a spell to make Harvey spend time with you and look what happens.
Speed of Hermes, feather of shrike
Make this junker the winningest bike
Eep.
Hmm.
-Aha. -What?
Did you find out about the bike?
No, but it turns out the Wicked Witch of the West was actually from Pittsburgh.
Heh. This witch's almanac is the bomb.
Salem.
Hey, don't get snippy with me, kid.
Was it my idea to go trying to buy Harvey's affection by giving him a magic bike?
Actually, yes.
Ah. Just testing you. Let's see.
Spirit awakenings. Sleight of hand.
Score. Here it is. Sheba.
-Oh, no. -What?
Says here that, uh, "Sheba is a spell of intense competition...
...not to be used lightly," and it goes on, doo-doo-doo...
..."forcing mortals to compete until they drop, certain death."
Yadda, yadda.
Ooh. They've even got the surf report for the River Styx.
Yeah. Right.
-Got it? -I may be just a cat, but I can hold a rope.
Huh?
Hmm.
Body strong, will weak.
- Mm-mm! - Aah! Unh!
Doo-doo-doo. Where are you?
- Salem. - Huh?
Sorry. A mouse. I'm just a cat.
Good luck.
Hello, Sabrina.
I've been waiting for you.
Wha--? You talk.
Yes. You should know that. You invoked me.
As I recall, you tried to purchase the boy's affection by creating a winning bike.
Careful what you wish for, my careless little witchling.
You just might get it.
What--? What do you want?
I want what you designed me to want.
I want to win.
Harvey and I belong together, a boy and his bike, racing as one.
But what if he breaks his neck racing?
That's the nice thing about mortals. They're expendable.
So are you, once I take you apart.
Bring it on, cupcake.
Forty quatloos on the newcomer.
-Sabrina? -Huh?
-Ugh. -What are you doing to my bike?
Harvey, that bike is dangerous. You can't race it tomorrow.
You're just jealous because I'm gonna win.
Harvey, it's changed you.
-Get out! -But--
We're no longer friends, Sabrina. Out.
Harvey?
It's horrible.
Harvey won't talk to me and if I tell anyone about the bike...
...they'll know I'm a witch.
You woke me up at 3 in the morning to tell me this?
I was dreaming about Harry Houdini in a Speedo. Woof.
But I need your help.
I warned you not to try to buy his friendship.
But all I wanted was for him to wanna ride bikes with me and not Gem.
Come on in, Harry. The water's fine.
Could you help me inflate my ducky?
-Hilda. -Huh?
I have an idea.
The spell was intended to get Harvey to like you.
Yeah? So?
Well, maybe if you can make Harvey remember your friendship before the bike...
...maybe it'll break the spell.
-Really? -It's worth a shot.
Because if that's a real Sheba...
...it'll do anything to beat Slugloafe, even hurt Harvey.
There he is.
Come on.
Buzz off. You're not on the team.
Harvey, you have to remember us before Sheba.
We were friends.
That's the last straw, Ross.
I'm leaving you.
Huh?
Win, win.
- Ah! - Ah.
- Whoa! Salem. Aah! - Whoa!
So you showed up.
Let's go.
You're on.
Win, win, win.
This whole haystack thing is getting pretty old.
You know, they've got laws about abusing cats.
Come on. We have to keep him safe.
Where did you learn to drive? Dukes of Hazzard reruns?
Yee-ha!
He's taking a shortcut.
Branch.
Rock.
Cat.
This is our last chance.
- Oh. - Aah! Aah! Aah!
-I'm losing my grip. -Pull. Pull.
Whoa! Unh!
Cast a spell. Cast a spell.
I-- I can't think of one. Harvey!
Help! Help!
Huh?
Sabrina?
No. We have to win.
Turn around, loser.
You're going the wrong way.
Hang on, Sabrina.
No!
Unh! Grab my hand!
Are you okay?
Harvey, I'm so sorry about the bike.
I-- I thought it would make you pay more attention to me.
Aw, come on. You're my best friend.
A stupid bike won't change that.
Wait, what happened to the bike?
Um, all that matters is that we're okay, right?
Yeah, but what happened to the bike?
Hmm.
Uh, look.
Here, use my bike.
Slugloafe's getting tired. You can still win.
I'll see you on the finish line.
Go! Go!
Yes. Come on. Woo-hoo!
Shall we join the celebration?
Ha, ha. Freaks.