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There are 500 million cars worldwide,
over half in the U.S. alone,
and for as long as there have been cars, there has been...
"The Race."
Secretly moving across America's roads and highways,
it may be happening around you now.
So the next time some jerk cuts you off
on your way to work, give him some slack.
They could be racing for their lives.
Mr. Tully,
when was the last time you spoke to your wife?
Right before I left the shop.
I called her to let her know I was coming home.
Was there anything unusual in her tone?
Did she sound frightened?
She sounded happy.
It's our, it's our anniversary.
So your attacker, whoever he was,
must have gained entrance between the time
you called and when you walked in.
There's no sign of forced entry.
Possible she may have let him in?
I don't know.
Mr. Tully,
would you say you and your wife have been getting along?
What?
- You think I'm lying. - Mr. Tully...
No, no, the husband's always the first suspect. Okay, um...
just give me a lie detector test, water-board me,
whatever it is you need to do, but you find my wife.
Have you been up to the bedroom?
No. Why?
Looks like she packed.
Took everything with her.
If your wife's anything like mine,
that had to take the better part of the day,
- so by the time... - I know my wife,
all right? She didn't leave with that man. He took her.
Why?
Why?!
Now, why would someone want to compromise you?
I don't know.
You think on that.
Excuse me.
Delivery Room Two.
Looks like this is it, Mrs. Patrakas.
Call the husband, get him down here.
- Right away. - No.
It's Monday.
Richard has meetings all day on Mondays.
Let's not bother him with this!
Well, this is the big day.
Looking forward to going home?
Oh... yes.
I mean, unless it's too soon.
'Cause if it is, I could probably catch Richard before he leaves.
It's not too soon.
Oh, good.
I just wanted to be safe.
Mrs. Patrakas,
is there some reason going home,
doesn't feel safe to you?
I don't know what you mean.
Bruising, Mrs. Patrakas, on your left thigh,
back of your shoulders?
You want to tell me about that,
before your husband gets here?
I'm just clumsy.
Just clumsy, clumsy.
Look at that.
This must be the premium basket.
Mrs. Patrakas...
I'll be more careful from now on.
I promise.
It was my old man, right?
My lawyer never said nothing about me making parole.
They don't thrill me with the details, Salazar.
Yeah, it was him,
and I know why, too.
He's in Florida now.
Got his perfect new family with him out there in Boca.
Hear he's breaking into politics.
Probably thinks if he does me this one solid, I'm gonna be grateful,
ain't gonna make no noise.
Guess what?
Should've kept my ass locked up.
Something wrong?
- That's not yours? - No, man, it's mine.
I'm just checking it.
Keep your nose clean this time.
Mr. Salazar's office.
Yeah, is Mr., uh, is Mr. Salazar there?
May I ask who's calling?
Tell him...
tell him it's his son.
Oh, Sean, hi! I didn't recognize your voice...
No, it's not Sean.
It's his other son.
Oh, one moment, please.
Mr. Salazar's not available.
May I take a message?
Yeah, sure.
Tell him, uh,
tell him I said thanks.
That I got the phone.
And I guess he'll just call me on it whenever he wants.
All right. Anything else?
Yeah, you know what?
Tell him he could have put some cash with it, too.
That'd been okay.
Hello?
Got to hand it to you, Alex,
you got willpower.
Others would have ripped that box open first chance they got.
Who is this? Where's Kathryn?
Listen closely. I'm about to make you an offer,
one that could change your life,
but you must follow instructions to the letter,
or risk losing this opportunity.
You'll not have time to consider it,
you will not have to think...
Only to act,
for action now is what is required.
In the next 15 minutes,
you must be in your car and on the road.
You will drive to Key West, Florida.
It is essential that you drive.
You may not fly, you may not take a train.
You must arrive in a vehicle.
You're going to the Wayfarer Hotel.
Proceed directly to the Ponce de Leon Ballroom.
Only there will you find the answers you seek.
The moment of decision is upon you.
If you're not on the road in the next 15 minutes, we'll know.
If you contact anyone, we'll know.
If you go to the police, we'll know,
and you'll never hear from us again.
You get all that?
- Yeah, I got it. - Start your engine.
Sorry.
You don't understand. My daughter has no idea what's going on.
I'm sorry. Those are the rules.
Mr. Tully, you're late.
Not a very good way to start.
Late for what? What is this?
This was the orientation which you have now missed.
You're feeling disoriented.
It's only natural.
Where's Kathryn?
- Kathryn? - My wife.
Oh, right, you're wife.
Um, couldn't tell you.
No, you're going to tell me.
No, actually, I'm not.
I don't know anything about your wife, Mr. Tully.
That was you on the phone.
- I recognize the voice. - Yes.
Well, I did everything I was told to do.
I'm here and I want answers now
or else we're going straight to the cops.
Oh, I wouldn't recommend it.
Involving the police would be grounds for immediate disqualification.
What?
Mr. Tully,
the PowerPoint's put away, the P.A. system is shut off.
I've snapped shut my satchel.
Do you really expect me to go through all this again solely for your benefit?
I expect you...
to tell me exactly what's going on,
before I beat you to death.
Beating me to death would also be grounds for immediate disqualification.
Fine,
but it won't be nearly as impressive without the visual aids.
What is going on is a race...
A secret, exclusive and...
illegal cross-country road race.
That's why you've been invited here.
First prize is $32 million.
- What? - Tax-free.
- No. - Yes.
Those people you passed? They're your competition.
Am I supposed to believe any of this?
No. I admit without the PowerPoint,
it does seem a little farfetched,
but if it is true,
and you refuse to compete,
you'll never know what else might be
waiting for you at the finish line.
That phone you hold is going to ring,
and when it does...
...that means the race has started.
My advice?
Get on the road, Mr. Tully,
try like hell to win this thing.
Someone's got a lot riding on you.
"Mainland go," that's all it says.
- What more does it need to say? - Can't be that simple, can it?
Baby, don't overthink it, ok? There's only one way to the mainland.
Anything else, we're swimming to Guantanamo.
Okay. He's hot.
I hate her.
Change of plans. Can't stay here.
Too expensive.
I should've planned this trip better. Honey, I'm sorry.
Dad, you were giving me a ride home from school
and we ended up on the exact opposite coast from where we live.
What part was ever planned?
It's a one-of-a-kind piece.
It's worth a whole lot more, but I'll give it to you for 50 bucks.
I mean, I got to do some driving and I'm kind of on fumes here.
Come on, bro, help me out.
- What is this, a fire drill? - There!
Hey, pumpkin, how's the weather?
Oh, it's nice. It's beautiful.
Really? 'Cause the on-line forecast for Hibbing said rain.
I... It's wet,
but beautiful.
How's your mom?
She's good. She, uh, she says hi.
And Sam?
He's sleeping like a baby.
Sounds like you're driving.
Yeah,
just out running a few errands for Mom.
Come on, baby, don't do this to me.
Just a few more miles. Come on!
- Mr. Salazar's office. - Hi, hi! Yes,
uh, May I please speak to Mr. Salazar, please?
May I tell him who's calling?
Certainly. It's his son, Sean.
Sean, I hope this is important.
I was in a meeting.
It ain't Sean.
It's your other son.
- Winston. - You remembered.
I'm impressed.
It's been a long time, huh, Pops?
Mainland, I'm here.
Now what?
Hey, sis, how's everything?
Where the hell are you?
- I'm driving. - Driving where?
- Get it, get it! - Get it, get it!
Well, what does it say?
Spill it.
Violet,
give me the phone now.
No, you tell me what's going on.
Are you like, running from the law or something?
Vi, I'm losing patience.
Give me that! Give me that damn phone!
You know what?
You tell me, what is going on right now.
You tell me or I toss it!
- Vi! - I am not joking!
Look, here it goes. I'm letting it go.
- Here it goes. - It's a race!
We're in a race.
I can't believe I packed it.
That's okay, baby. Take your time. Don't worry about it.
Aw, you were in Iraq for a long time, huh?
Baby, get the phone.
Wen, something odd...
I got a call from the credit card company this morning.
They wanted to verify some out-of-state charges.
I told them my wife was in Minnesota visiting her mother.
Funny thing was, these charges were made in Key West, Florida.
I don't know what you think you're doing,
but you need to come home now.
Are you listening to me?
Boy, it is really wet here,
and I don't want to get into an accident, so...
- Wendy, do not hang up! Wendy! - I'm going to let you go.
You've got to be kidding me.
You need money? Fine.
That I can do.
- Good. - Give my assistant
your current address.
No, no, you see, it don't work that way.
I'm right outside of Boca right now.
I'm just gonna swing by real quick.
Impossible-- I have a very tight schedule.
Yeah, well, so do I, homes. Trust me.
I can't today, Winston.
It's simply not convenient.
It wasn't convenient for me and my mom
when you walked out on us when I was seven, either.
I want cash and I want it now.
Give your current address to my assistant...
I don't got no current address, man!
Then get back to me when you do.
I got your address, carapedo.
Your wife is missing. You leave here without saying a word...
I promise I'll explain this as soon as...
Okay, got to go. Kisses.
You want to play?!
Drive!
It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay...
License, registration please.
Was I speeding, Officer?
Actually, ma'am, this vehicle's been reported stolen.
What?!
Hands on the steering wheel, please.
Richard, you bastard.
I don't see him back there.
Maybe we should get off the highway. No, that's what he'd expect.
Let's not lose any more time than we already have. Just keep going.
What's this, the next clue?
Sorry.
Corinna Wiles.
- And you are? - Angry.
What the hell was that back there?
That was me breaking up with my boyfriend.
Your boyfriend?
- He was trying to kill you. - Yeah,
that's why I'm pretty sure it's over.
Bill's a little crazy, but I don't think he'd actually kill me.
Doing this race was supposed to bring us closer together.
Funny, huh?
Yeah, my sides are splitting.
You're getting off at the next stop.
I've got enough problems already.
Come on, you need me just as much as I need you.
I'm not looking for a partner.
No...
You're looking for her?
Where did you get this?
You got a box of them in the back of your truck.
- You're getting out now. - Fine.
Pull over, lose more time.
And good luck trying to figure out that text message on your own.
You have five seconds.
Read it again.
"Fly to Jupiter and find the red eye."
Still doesn't make any sense.
Oh, no, it's them again. It's them again. Look, look.
Do the thing. Do the thing. Do it, do it.
- Losers! - Losers!
God, I am so sick of them.
Come on. Relax. They're just trying to get a rise out of you.
Basic psy ops.
Right, they're master terrorists. Rob, is...
that what al-Queda did in Iraq,
make little loser signs in Arabic on their foreheads?
Whoa, whoa, wait, hey.
- Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. - What?
We talked about this. We said that we'd do this for fun.
It'd be more fun if I knew what this meant.
Let's pull over. We'll figure it out.
What? No, then those awful women will be ahead of us.
I'll take care of the awful women.
You had no choice, you had no choice, you had no choice...
Honey, say something.
You're staring.
You've been staring for 2.8 miles.
A secret, illegal,
cross-country road race...
and you're just now telling me.
It all came up very suddenly.
All right,
I'm a terrible father.
Pulled you out of school
in the middle of one of your most formative years.
I've involved my minor daughter
in something illegal and probably dangerous.
How much did you say the winners get?
$32 million.
Oh, we are so going to win this thing.
Well?
You're doing fine.
Just keep going the way you're going. I'll tell you when to turn.
Do you really think being a wise-ass is going to keep you in this truck?
It might...
Come on, just get me to the 1st checkpoint.
I need to stay in this race just as much as you do.
I seriously doubt that.
Who is she...
the woman in the flyer?
She's my wife.
I'm sorry.
You thought you'd find her here, didn't you?
'Cause you weren't expecting a race, otherwise, you wouldn't be driving this.
No offense.
I got a call,
warning me not to talk to anyone, come straight here, so I did.
I'd heard stories...
rumors about how they coerce people into playing.
Never actually believed them.
Who are "they"?
No one knows. No one asks.
They make it so you don't ask.
I guess the real question is: who are you?
'Cause someone sure went to a lot of trouble to get you in this thing.
You're not just a gardener, are you?
- Ok, you got a choice. - Yeah, I know.
- I can shut up or you'll toss me out. - You can steer or you can push.
You're joking, right?
All right, let me see your hands!
Open the car door from the outside!
Open the door!
Keep your hands where I can see 'em!
Get 'em up!
Okay, get down on the ground!
Down on the ground!
Ochoa, secure the infant.
Cancha, cover!
Oh, my God, is it... alive?
Don't... move.
This is all just one gi-normous misunderstanding.
I thought the officer who pulled me over was nodding to me, you know,
telling me that I could go.
Wedding ring, please.
If there's a fine, I'll be happy to pay it.
I won't contest it or anything.
I just... I really need to get back on the road...
Oh, don't let him pass!
Don't let him pass!
Come on, wait, wait.
What? Oh, what?
No! Come on!
Okay, mission accomplished, soldier.
We'll keep 'em locked up for you.
Appreciate that, big buddy.
And make sure you thank your friends for us.
No, soldier, thank you... for your service to our country.
Listen, you ever get down to Little Rock, T Town,
you make sure you give us a shout.
- Will do. - Ten-four.
So now...
- I'm having fun. - Now, now.
So, Jupiter...
fifth planet from the sun.
Roughly 318 times the mass of Earth.
Double the mass of all the other planets combined.
Of course, Jupiter could also refer to Jove, or in the Greek--
Zeus. Zeus, of course, the ruler of Olympus.
Saturn...
What do you think, sweetheart?
I think we're going to Jupiter, Florida,
which is about four hours from here.
- Right. - Mrs. Patrakas,
where's your baby?
Sam's fine.
Really.
Is there some reason you're driving around with a plastic doll
strapped into his baby seat.
There's no good reason.
Put your thumb on the pad.
Hang on. Don't book her.
- Oh, oh thank you! - Why, what's up?
I guess brass worked a deal out with the husband.
He's some kind of big-shot lawyer.
He'll be here in 30 minutes.
What?
Oh, no, that's impossible. Richard's in Ohio.
He's been following your credit card receipts, Mrs. Patrakas.
He's in Key Largo now, getting a car.
Uh... I lied.
Um, I knew the officer wasn't nodding to me.
You should book me...
and send me away... okay?
Far away.
Point it someplace else, man. No one ever teach you nothing?
Shut up.
Don't move.
Seriously now, put down the gun and put down the phone, homes!
Look, I'll just go, all right?
I mean, I got someplace I got to be anyways.
Yeah, prison.
I already been there, homes.
Plus, you don't really want to send your big brother back there, do you?
Yeah, that's right.
You and me...
hermanos.
That some kind of racial thing?
You father is my father, too, homes.
No, you're lying.
And why would I lie, huh?
I got the gun.
And which, to be honest with you, I don't really want.
'Cause I can't keep it in my car.
So I'm just going to put it right here.
Maybe you can get Dad to teach you how to point it, huh?
So, uh...
don't take drugs, stay in school.
See ya.
I don't have a brother!
My father would have told me.
You think you can get it to run again,
or should I look for another ride?
I think I can get it to run again, and you should look for another ride.
You don't mean that.
Look, until I figure out exactly what's going on here,
I'll play along, but not with you.
I don't know you, lady, and I sure as hell don't trust you.
No, but you need me.
Isn't it obvious?
You'd still be stuck on the highway if it weren't for me.
You can't do this race alone, Tully, no one can.
It's a lighthouse.
The "red eye" is a lighthouse in Jupiter.
Just up the coast, past West Palm, that's where we're going.
Why'd you just give that up?
I didn't give it up. I'm trading it for a little trust.
You have to pee, don't you?
Like a race horse.
But I want you to be here when I get back.
Where is it?!
You better hope it's here,
'cause I'm prepared to search everything.
You really are handy with that wrench.
Not much of a fight though, huh?
Sorry you weren't sufficiently entertained.
He's still alive.
You may need to hit him again.
You really have moved on, haven't you?
What are you doing? He doesn't have any money.
Come on, we need to go now.
Hi name's not Bill.
It's Allan. Allan James.
Oh, my God, he lied to me.
- We should go. - Really?
'Cause I think that we should stay.
We should wait for Allan James to wake up.
We can ask him why he ran me off the road, brandished a firearm
on a public highway,
in broad daylight. 'Cause somehow...
I don't think I'm getting the full story from you.
Okay!
He's not my boyfriend, he was never my partner,
he's not even in the race.
He works for them.
Mr. Salazar's office.
Mary, let me speak to my father.
Sure, hon, one sec.
- Yes, Sean, what is it? - Sorry, Pops.
It's me, Winston, again.
Winston, I've really said all I have to say.
- I'm hanging up. - No, no, no, wait!
I just want to apologize.
You were being real generous to me before,
and then I go and I bring up how you bailed on us.
That was wrong of me...
Dad.
Well, that's good to hear, son.
Listen, I'd appreciate if you didn't contact me here again.
I've talked to my business manager, I think we can set up some kind of--
You're a piece of crap.
Sean?
So it's true?
This thug really is your son?
- Does Mom know? - Sean...
You said those rumors were lies, Dad.
That your political enemies were making up stories to discredit you.
"Don't you think I'd tell you if I had another family."
That's what you said.
- Sean, listen to me... - I'm done listening.
Sean, don't hang up...
And I thought I hated him before.
Come on, man,
you got all this and you hate him?
You don't really know him, do you?
Well,
enough to hate him.
Hey, you really want to piss him off?
You're seriously telling me
the man I just hit in the face with a wrench
works for the people that have my wife?
See, that's going to make them angry.
I'm trying not to make these people angry. Do you get that?
I'm sorry, I didn't know they had your wife when I picked you.
Picked me?
I needed a partner.
I needed to find someone else who needed a partner. Who was alone.
It was either you or the crazy lady with the plastic baby.
Great.
He's nothing.
He's a grunt. He's, he's the eyes on the ground
for the people who are really running the show.
What does he want from you?
This.
- What is it? - It's a computer flash drive.
I stole it from him back at the hotel.
What did you trade for his trust?
What's on it?
My guess: the finish line.
Your guess?
- It's encrypted. - So you don't even know?
I know he's been trying to kill me all day,
to get it back, that should tell you something.
Well, that might say more about you than whatever's on that drive.
Tully,
if I'm right, we've already won.
Really?
Cause it feels to me like we're stuck in a bathroom
about to be disqualified for cheating.
How do you cheat at a game that has no rules?
I don't know!
I missed the orientation.
Well, let me orient you.
This isn't just a race of speed,
it's a game of strategy.
Getting there fast is never going to be enough.
You have to get there smart.
And you think stealing that was smart?
What happens when the people he works for find out you took it?
Well, who's going to tell them? Him?
He knows what would happen.
And as long as we have that,
he keeps coming after us.
Well, we could fix that.
Who are you?
Mrs. Patrakas,
there's a reason you're trying to get away from your husband.
If you're in some kind of trouble...
maybe I can help.
Ma'am, your husband's here.
Wendy...
you had me worried sick.
I didn't say anything, I swear.
You have to believe me.
I believe you.
Can I...
ask a question?
Okay.
Who are you?
My name's Brad.
Oh, Brad...
Thanks for getting me out of there, Brad.
I'm not crazy.
I know that doll isn't really Sam.
And Sam's fine.
It's just...
I took the doll with me when I was leaving well,...
escaping...
In case Richard was watching.
I just didn't want to put it down.
It was like Sam was still with me.
It's getting late.
Try not to be last.
It's bad... to be last.
Hi. Just one question.
This mean anything to you?
Thanks.
- I can't believe I'm doing this. - Oh, no, man,
it's gonna be good. We'll, you know, we'll bond.
You said you got a gas card, right?
Yeah, you ever been to Jupiter before?
Well, that's where Burt Reynolds used to have that dinner theater, right?
And where that old red lighthouse is?
It's gonna work out great.
Great.
You saw his reaction. You know I'm telling the truth.
The truth?
Yeah I figure I got maybe a third of it, but we're not taking that.
You say it's a game of strategy?
Here's strategy: we win.
Look. There it is.
We're gonna make it.
It's like a beacon drawing us close.
Lighthouses aren't supposed to draw you close.
They're supposed to warn you away from rocks, from danger.
- Us, 100%. - I don't think so, pal.
Are you crazy? It wasn't even close.
Son of a bitch.
Guess there's something to be said for getting there fast, too.
It's a marathon, Tully, not a sprint.
We'll do better tomorrow.
Am I first?
Oh, no, Mrs. Patrakas. No, I'm afraid not.
Am I out now?
Out? Oh, no, no, you're not out...
Though you have earned a penalty.
Penalty?
It's a gun.
Actually, it's a loaded gun, so...
do be careful, Mrs. Patrakas.
And try to get some rest.
Big day tomorrow.
Big day? But...
I don't understand.
Well, let's just call it an elimination round.
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