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My name's Trip Carlyle.
This is my big brother K.C.
We're tight, but that doesn't mean we don't compete.
All right, the last one to the truck, which is usually you, washes the bikes.
Okay, deal.
Motocross is our life.
Our dad was a biker.
He lived life on the edge.
I ride like he did-- crazy, frequent flier.
K.C. plays it safe.
Old school.
The big dream is championship Supercross--
indoor, outdoor,
the whole deal.
It was our father's dream, and now it's ours.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Supercross!
Over the handlebars! That has to hurt!
**
Dude, what are you doing? Turn it down!
**
Trip--
What? Are you retarded?
Get out of the pool! Just get in, bro.
Hey! You are an idiot.
Wussup!
Ah! Oh, it sucks to be short.
It's not my fault your head's so big!
You got snot all over your nose! Here, let me get that for ya!
Hey, guys?
**
Lose your skimmer, K.C., or just having a party?
You're on your own, bro.
Wait up! How's this my fault?
You jumped in her pool! You were right behind me!
We cannot afford to lose our jobs, man. We got rent. We got our bikes.
You're killing me.
Trip, I'm serious.
Dude, I'd really be bummed if this attitude had something to do with this job.
But it doesn't. It's about the chick.
This is not about the chick! It's about the chick. She got to you.
God! What are you so scared of? Would you call the woman?
You've seen where she lives. She's way out of my league.
It's like racin', dog. No risk, no rewards.
You're all risks. Where are your rewards?
Look at me.
I mean, come on, K.C. Don't punk out.
You guys have been eye-ballin' each other for weeks.
Make a move.
And I'm telling you, she's sitting at home waiting by the phone.
But your dumb ass won't even call her. So I'm gonna get a shower, okay?
You get it together. Chuy and Starr are comin' over to talk bike conversion.
Supermoto!
First place wins $1,000, and we need the money.
It's a Supermoto race. I don't even know where to start.
I'd start with the front brake.
Forks are okay. You can get away without cutting 'em down.
Basically, it all comes down to this.
All you need are 17s and racing slicks.
Baby, slicks cost a buck, 50 apiece. So?
You can use throwaways. What throwaways?
The throwaways you scam every time you go to the track.
- Problem solved. - Maybe I'm saving those tires.
Yeah? Well, maybe I'll save something for a month or two.
Uh-oh.
Hey, Zoe. Remember me? It's K.C.
I was cruisin' the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by and-- Oh, God.
Oh, shit.
Oh!
Hey, there. Hey.
What are you doin' here?
No, I-I was just--
- No, no.
I was gonna put this in your mailbox.
Um, my brother and I have a race.
Okay. You want me to go, why don't you just ask?
'Cause you're kind of scary.
Wait'll I pass the bar.
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Dude, you've been favoring that knee since you got off in the second heat.
How bad is it?
Like someone drove a nail through it. Hey, what time's the final?
We got till 5:00.
**
Hello? Hey.
Where are you?
Okay. I'll be right there.
Oh, come on. Where you goin'?
Dude, where you goin'?
Hey! Hey.
How'd you get away? I told Daddy I had a corporate interview.
Are you glad I came?
Yeah. Then act like it.
So is this gonna be fun, or what? Yeah.
That is so ugly.
- You do the conversion yourself? - Had some help.
I can see you don't like getting your hands dirty. Is it fast?
Watch the main. You'll find out.
Yeah, I'll watch.
Except the only thing is, I'm not in the habit...
of looking behind me when I got the lead,
especially on a two-bit piece of shit bike like yours.
That's so ghetto. What is that, a water bottle?
Oh. You dropped your nuts.
Here you go.
That's good. Yeah.
- She's a racer. - And you're a genius.
You wanna put 20 bucks on it?
Fifty, and you got yourself a bet.
Who's that guy Piper's talking to?
I don't know. I've seen him around the track a couple of times.
Yeah, I seen him too...
on a "Wanted" poster.
- Piper! - Yeah, I'm comin', Pop.
- Let's go! - See ya on the track.
Uh-huh.
Hey. What's your name?
- Trip.
Stop starin' at my ass.
There's our semi.
I know it looks like a pickup truck, but it's actually a factory rig.
Nice.
Hey, Zoe. Hey, Trip.
Sneaky, sneaky, bro, bringin' the lady by like this.
Racers, you have 15 minutes to come to the track.
Fifteen minutes.
I don't know if that was such a good idea. I don't think your ego...
can take losing in front of your girl.
Well, she didn't come all this way to see you win.
A perfect day for Supermoto... We'll see.
in the high desert of California, Apple Valley.
Some of the best Supermoto racers in the country are on hand.
Steve Drew, Mickey Diamond, Darrell Atkins, and local favorite Owen Cole.
He's gonna be the man to beat. His sister here as well,
rider number 223, Piper Cole.
But some new faces in Supermoto. K.C. Carlyle, number 78,
and Trip Carlyle, his little brother, number 238.
Owen Cole gets the hole shot. But a big surprise.
The 78 of K.C. Carlyle in second.
And Piper Cole back in four spot, the only female we have in the field.
You have to be impressed by the two desert dirt rats.
The Carlyle brothers in second and third.
I mean, these are motocross guys making the transition to Supermoto,
where you're on asphalt and dirt and speeds in excess of 80 miles an hour.
Piper Cole looking good back there in fourth.
She has a good view of the Carlyle duel in front of her.
And K.C. makes a pass on her brother.
K.C. Carlyle with the lead. But, oh, you've got another thing comin'...
if you think Owen Cole's gonna back down.
In your face!
It's K.C. Carlyle. Now Trip Carlyle in third.
He tries getting by his brother, and he does so.
Trip Carlyle now into second behind Cole.
K.C. goes for the pass. Bye-bye, little bro. I'm in second now.
And Marty Moats goes down!
K.C. dives inside of Cole one more time. Makes the pass.
Cole looks over his shoulder, and Trip gets by.
Now the brothers Carlyle one and two. K.C. leads Trip.
The checkered flag is out. Neither brother wants to back down.
It's Carlyle, Carlyle and Cole. Trip leads.
The 238 sliding out--
Owen Cole, the 420 Honda rider,
shows you why he is number one...
and takes the Supermoto victory.
What do you think you're doin'? My own brother kamikazes me!
Oh, my God. Okay! Okay! No, it's not okay!
Can I go home with you Because if I go home with him--
Oh, God, you are so bitter!
Don't put your shit on her. She didn't come here to hear that.
Trip, I didn't come out here to crash out, okay?
All the way from where?
Palmdale. No kiddin'?
- You bang bars down in Antelope Valley? - Yeah, sometimes.
Look, buddy, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm kind of busy here.
Pissin' and moanin'. Where do you plan on taking it?
Takin' what? Your racing.
- Competitively, I mean.
K.C., I think this gentleman-- Hi. Zoe Lang, by the way.
- Jeff Johnson. Pleased to meet you. - Very nice to meet you.
I think Mr. Johnson's taking a professional interest in you at the moment.
Goddamn. Jeff Johnson. Um, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you.
Don't worry about it. Listen, you rode a pretty decent race out there...
for a while.
Yeah, it'd been nice to finish.
Don't worry about it, man. You get yourself a better bike, and who knows?
Oh, that-- that's my brother Trip.
- Yeah, he lives up to his name. - You-- Jeff Johnson.
'96. Anaheim Supercross. Huh?
You took your seventh podium, I think it was.
My brother and I were there. Yeah?
Yeah, that, uh, was my last hurrah.
I'll tell you what. I only came to watch today, but, uh,
I'm workin' with Team Nami these days.
Why don't you guys come out next week, check out the track.
I'll introduce you to Clay and Rowdy Sparks.
They'll be there.
Give me a call.
Jeff Johnson.
We think we've played second fiddle to Honda,
Yamaha and Suzuki long enough.
It's time to go toe-to-toe with the big boys.
We're spending a fortune on the introduction...
of the street version of our new Bullet 450.
That's the bike my son Rowdy races.
Our entire marketing strategy is centered around this year's finals in Las Vegas.
And if we do well there-- Better yet, if we win it,
that would translate into huge sales.
You guys wanna say hi to Rowdy? He's lookin' forward to meetin' ya.
I'm married. Your husband ain't here.
What you worried about?
This means something. Not to Rowdy it doesn't.
Obviously, Rowdy.
Hey, Rowdy, five minutes.
- Pops. - Son, I want you to meet the Carlyle brothers.
Rowdy, that's Trip, and that there is K.C.
These guys are huge fans, son. What's up, boys?
Rowdy. All right.
Hey, K.C., I told Rowdy over here about your race in Apple Valley--
how you almost won the Supermoto.
Well, almost.
Well, if Jeff likes you, that means somethin'.
That's a pretty mean 450 over there.
Yeah, she pulls a little bit.
What's the power bend like?
Why don't you boys step over to our private track and find out?
Oh! A private test track?
I have a private test track. It beats the desert.
Okay, guys, you got a lot of motorcycle under you, all right?
So take it easy on the first couple laps. Get a feel for the bike, okay?
Yeah, right.
I told you, man. The guy's a natural.
Yeah.
Reinhardt, get my bike. I'm gonna show 'em how the big dog eats.
You got it, Rowdy.
Son of a bitch!
Hey, asshole!
Come on! Come on!
Get off!
Did your daddy teach you that Bitch! Get off me!
- Get off of me! - Come on! I'll slap the taste out of your mouth!
What?
Bald-headed prick. I'd do it again if I could.
Yeah, you probably would. K.C., can we talk?
Yeah. Yeah.
I'm sure you're aware that Sean Hanna, our number two rider,
tweaked his back in Mesquite.
Yeah. Yeah. Sorry to hear it.
Well, riders don't last forever. That's reality.
But Jeff and I have been talking, and we think you may have what it takes.
Now, normally what we do is throw you on a 125...
and see how you handle traffic in a pro race.
But you're somebody we like a lot at the right time.
What do you say to a factory ride? You finish out our outdoor season for us,
and if all goes well, you get a Supercross spot.
- Welcome to the team, buddy. - Thank you.
Very impressive, K.C. Thank you very much.
You bet.
Well, how'd I do? Perfect. I love your hunger.
You're like a rabid dog. You know, he's exactly what we need to win it all.
Call it a day.
I understand that you have a new number two rider--
a relative unknown on the biggest stage in racing.
K.C. Carlyle. He's gonna be my new wingman.
This is almost unheard of. An unknown...
brought to the biggest stage in motorcycle racing.
K.C., a week ago, you were cleaning swimming pools.
Now, a full factory ride. Is this a dream come true or what?
Well, don't pinch me, 'cause I don't wanna wake up from this one.
**
Heineken, please. Heineken.
Hey. Where's my 50 bucks?
At the bottom of somebody's pool waiting to be cleaned.
What happened? Your parakeet die?
No, it's not that bad. My brother got a factory ride with Nami.
That's great. Yeah, it's wonderful.
Factories give riders tons of stuff.
Maybe you can get some of his leftovers.
Yeah, maybe.
Here you go. That's four dollars. Thank you.
Look, um, if you want,
you could wear a Hog Heaven jersey,
and my dad could help you out with some parts.
Hey, I was serious, you know.
About? About what I said.
My father, parts.
Look, you-you could make this easier on yourself.
Yeah, I'll think about it.
That's a nice bike.
Hey, look, but don't touch, bro.
Hey, how's this thing handle the turns? Good enough.
Yeah, I bet you drag your knee, huh?
You know, I-I would.
The problem is, I just-- I don't race for nothin'.
Fifty bucks.
Make it a hundred.
How about you make it pink slips, and you got a deal.
Let me see what you're ridin'.
She's right over there.
What would I want with a piece of shit like that?
But I'll tell you what. I could use the truck.
Well, pretty boy?
You ready? You ready?
Come on, Trip!
You know what? I don't have anything more to say.
Good! I didn't need you to bail me out.
I could've handled it myself.
You know what? Maybe I do have something to say.
Ho! There's somethin' new.
Here we go again.
You're better.
What?
You're a better rider than me.
Do you ever ask yourself, why didn't you get the Nami seat?
'Cause we both know that you should have.
You have more natural talent than me. But what do you go do?
You go all freestyle and pick a fight with the factory's superstar.
I mean, what do you think, man? This isn't a game!
This is your life, and you're messin' it up!
I thought you didn't have anything to say.
Are you that selfish and irresponsible that...
you don't even see what it does to me?
Huh?
San Bernardino County.
Glen Helen Raceway. Triple-digit temperature.
Yeah, I know. It's a great day for racing.
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[ Man On P.A. Continues, Indistinct ]
Hey! Hey, Rowdy!
So? These jumps are a lot bigger than I expected.
I'm bottoming out everywhere.
Change out the spring. If that doesn't work, we'll revalve it. Okay?
Get it over to Archie for the revalve. I don't want you doin' it.
Jeff, come here.
Hey. Have you seen Trip? No.
Your brother's got a magazine interview. We'll be back a little bit later.
See you later, Pop. You got it, honey.
How are ya?
Somebody took a digger. Hey, at least I didn't lose the work truck over it.
Front wheel got stuck like an knife goin' up a double.
Ah. Went right over the bars. Face-planted.
I wish I could've seen that.
How'd you do?
- Bike broke down before we even started.
He made it to the main. Yours?
- Owen won the 125 class. - Right on.
Yeah. In a couple years, watch out, Bubba Stewart.
Here comes Owen Cole!
You're gonna wanna watch that. You wanna slip off that and--
Hey, I know what I'm--
Slip right off that and hit your knuckles.
Come here. Let me see it. Goddamn it.
Show me. Show it to me.
That's a good one. Come on. Let's go.
We'll get you cleaned up.
Okay, if you don't get the hole shot,
just stay on the leader's ass and keep him honest for, like, the first 10 laps.
Show him a wheel. Let him know that you're there.
But you just hold off for at least 10 laps. Then make your move.
All right. K.C., nobody expects you to win it.
Yes, sir. But what we do need you to do is help Rowdy, okay,
whether he's leading the race or chasing the leaders.
Help? Yeah. Make your bike really wide.
Use all of the track. Don't let anybody get too close to him.
- Rowdy, let's go. - Hey.
Get out of your head, or you're gonna talk yourself right out of this race.
All right. Relax.
Sorry. Sorry.
How's that? It's better.
Good.
Where'd you get the ink? Mesquite.
Tat Mecca.
Ravens, huh? Yeah.
It's my dad's old cycle club. Have you heard of 'em?
Yeah. Yeah, actually, my old man was a Raven.
No kidding? What chapter?
He was out in Lancaster.
Really?
Maybe your father knows Earl.
Yeah, maybe he did. But, uh, he's dead, so--
Oh. Sorry.
You know, we're both descendents of chopper trash, I guess.
Would you mind... pulling that leg off?
Sure.
Will you do that one too?
Do You know, uh--
I could let you be alone and, uh--
If I did, you think I'd be stripping?
Yeah, probably not. Probably-Probably not.
But I just, uh, I thought I'd ask.
Typical guy. When it comes to the real deal, they're like, "Huh?"
Robbie, the shadows are beginning to get long here...
this afternoon at Glen Helen Raceway.
One thing we know is Rowdy Sparks is fast on the Team Nami machine.
But look at his teammate, K.C. Carlyle, number 78, hot on his tail.
As we look out on this racetrack, there's Pingree.
Pingree starting to cut loose. He's the guy that you gotta keep your eye on on this race.
This is his hometown track. He wants to impress the fans cheering for him.
But Rowdy Sparks, number 7. That 450 Nami is on fire right now.
Carlyle in second. Pingree in third.
Rowdy Sparks is wondering what's going on behind him.
He sees Carlyle and Pingree going at it.
Check out Pingree leaning in. He takes him out!
An elbow to the chest! I think it's absolutely clear...
what K.C. Carlyle's role is.
Checkered flag about to come out for Rowdy Sparks...
as he takes another win on this season.
Whoo!
And K.C. Carlyle takes one for the team. Finishes fourth.
Fourth. That's not bad.
Come on. He had it. He could've taken the whole thing.
Rowdy, I love you, son. K.C.
Beautiful, man. You did exactly what we needed you to do.
Bull's-eye!
- Take that! - Look at all of this stuff.
- This is ridiculous.
Oh, no.
Who do they think is gonna see these?
- You'd be surprised. - Oh!
You mean, like, the little Pamela Anderson wannabes that hang around your races?
No. They're all interested in Rowdy.
Yeah. I don't think that'll last long.
You'd better be careful, because I've heard that...
poor, white trash boys like you have a very hard time rejecting Baywatch blonds.
You know, it's true. With my poor upbringing,
I just don't know if I'll have the strength to resist.
Mmm. You'd better resist.
I wouldn't worry,
'cause I'm starting to acquire a taste for the finer things in life.
Oh.
Wake up!
Wake up in there!
Hey!
- Chill out. The derby's almost over.
- Trip, I gotta get some rest, man.
- I got a race comin' up. - Good God. What'd she do, kick you out of bed?
When are you gonna grow up
When are you gonna stop actin' like a five-year-old and take responsibility for yourself?
I still skim pools for half the rent here. Don't forget that.
You don't have to worry about that, because I take care of the bills.
- Don't give me that shit. - I take care of everything around here.
You get a factory ride, and you pay the rent. You get to call the shots?
Bullshit! I will kick your ass on the track any day of the week.
Just take your little purple superhero outfit and shove it right up your ass, dick!
What is that about? Why don't you figure it out, hotshot?
* Figuring out all the minutes and hours *
* That have gone *
* The sooner I find that *
* The best I can do *
* Is believe in what I have become *
* Giving you the proof I'm alive *
* My heart's still beating *
* Remember to breathe in the air * Hey, what's up?
* That I'm needin' * What's up?
* And long gone are the days without nights *
* And long gone are the feelings I'll fight *
* I'm not gonna wait for the days of my life to slip by *
* To slip by **
It's a nice spread.
Come on. Get that piece of crap you call a bike out of the truck.
I'll show you around.
* Can't deny old feelings anymore *
* The world is waiting right outside your door *
* What are you waiting for *
* Come on Here's your chance *
* Don't let it slip right through your hands *
* Are you ready for the ride of your life *
* Your dreams are riding on the wind *
* Just reach out and pull them in *
* Get ready for the ride of your life *
* The ride of your life *
Owen and I used to sneak in here every day on our minibikes.
We used to crawl underneath that gate over there.
Finally, the farmer just gave us a key.
Said it was cool as long as we didn't break our necks.
Good stuff.
Yeah, over the years, we built a bunch of jumps and stuff.
You've never had a girlfriend.
What?
Tell me you've had a serious girlfriend.
I mean, come on. What is-- What do you mean by "serious girlfriend"?
Serious-- Well, if you have to ask--
Where are you goin' with this? Relax.
Just deciding whether or not I'm wasting my time with you.
Well, I don't wanna waste anybody's time.
Yeah, well, it's a good thing you don't race this scared.
I don't follow you.
No kidding.
* Come on Here's your chance *
* Don't let it slip right through your hands *
* Are you ready for the ride of your life *
- * Your dreams are riding on the wind * - Oh, my God.
* Just reach out and pull them in *
* Get ready for the ride of your life *
Okay. Where'd you get that?
Just gotta learn to commit to it. Oh.
Is that supposed to have some sort of double meaning?
You think?
* Get ready for the ride of your life **
Hey, is that your friend from the track, Piper?
It's about time we met. Yeah.
It's Trip Carlyle. Gave him the grand tour.
I like the way you ride, kid. You keep it out there on the edge.
Thank you, sir.
Hey, uh, didn't I spank you over at that Supermoto in Napa Valley?
Oh. He brought that up. How nice.
Yeah, actually, you did. You, uh-- You actually beat my brother and me.
- He just signed with Nami.
Yes, sir, it does, actually.
Robbie, the semis for the aerial circus have rolled into town.
Yeah, Albuquerque, New Mexico. A great racing facility.
Tadesko, Johnsons, Ryan Clark-- they're from here.
We have the best factory riders ready to throw it down, Terry.
That's Tyler Evans, man.
He's one of the dirtiest riders in motocross.
Just keep this guy off me, all right?
That's your job today.
All right? You got it, man.
I'll keep him off you.
The 250 main event gate being loaded.
Number 7, Rowdy Sparks. His teammate to his outside is K.C. Carlyle, number 78.
Look at the 58 of Tyler Evans.
Remember, there's no love lost between Evans and Sparks.
He cost him the championship last year.
Who do you belong to?
I'm actually dating K.C. Carlyle.
Oh. You're one of those "I don't belong to anyone" kind of chicks.
Excuse me?
Your shoes cost more, but you're still one of us.
Anytime in the next five seconds. Once it goes sideways--
And there it is! The gate is gonna drop, and they will be riding!
The most important part of the race is the hole shot.
Great jump off the line for Rowdy Sparks. Look what's goin' on though.
K.C. Carlyle is beginning to move over on number 58, Tyler Evans.
He shuts him down! 58, Evans, is gonna get a terrible start.
Evans dead last into turn number one.
Rowdy Sparks riding to what could be his very first championship.
Good job, wingman.
Hey, asshole, why you cuttin' me off on the start?
- I should take you out right now. - It's called racin', Tyler.
Don't sweat it, man. He's just pissed off he's not bringin' home the hardware.
Good job.
Payback's a bitch!
Hey, are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
K.C.-- Just back off, Zoe!
Jesus! Just give me some space.
How long you been ridin'?
Uh, my dad started us when we were about five. You got a job?
Yeah, I clean pools.
You good at it?
No, not really. Then get good.
'Cause only about 100 guys in the world make a livin' ridin' motocross.
I've seen the numbers. They don't really scare me.
You sound like every privateer I know.
Buy a bike, enter a race and become a legend.
Yeah. Well, I mean, that's the plan, right?
It's a dream is what it is.
You're right. It's a hell of a thing.
Puttin' it on the line against those factory boys is an intimidating prospect.
They got more talent, better bikes.
Shit, while they're practicin' on their private tracks,
we're out drivin' our box vans to next week's race, and it's all out-of-pocket.
I don't know. You know, Rick Ryan, Daytona, '87.
Rick was a privateer, struggling, broke, just like us.
Except that day, it rained for the first race, you know?
And it makes the world's gnarliest track even worse.
But Rick goes out there. He wins a heat.
Ta-da! All of a sudden, he's in the main with the big boys.
Problem was, by that time,
you know, the track's a swamp.
Everybody's goin' down. Yamaha, Honda-- they all crash out.
But Rick, he put it out there, man.
Won the whole damn thing.
That day,
a privateer won the world's toughest Supercross race.
David beats Goliath.
See, that-- that's the dream.
That's the dream. And history does repeat itself.
You know, um, Trip's daddy used to be a Raven...
out in Lancaster.
That's right. Jack.
Jack Carlyle. Yeah.
I remember old Jack Carlyle.
We used to party with those folks all the time. Really?
Come here, man.
Let's get real here a second.
How are you gonna make it to the Supercross?
I don't know.
You know, get my pro license. Take it one race at a time.
That could take some time.
Yeah. Why? You got a faster way?
What?
This gets you in the game. How far you go with it is up to you.
I'll loan it to you for now on my terms.
All right. What do you got in mind?
When you're with me, you're racin' on Sundays, you're in the gym on Mondays.
No booze, no drugs. I'll supply you with everything you need motorcycle-related.
We split all winnings 50-50.
The only other thing is, don't give up your day job.
Deal.
My God.
Big night here tonight at Team Nami headquarters.
So big, former champion Rick Johnson and his lovely wife Stephanie in attendance.
This must be like déjà vu for you.
Top talent pool, but one guy rising to the top,
and that was you a decade ago.
A lot of folks have compared you to Rowdy Sparks. Yeah, but he's slow.
My point exactly. Oh!
Ooh! Oh. Come here. Come here. It's your boyfriend.
You can't compare us. He's old and slow.
My question is, where's your invite?
Ten years ago is a long time, homeboy.
How about I take you outside and show you a little bit about what old school is?
You must've hit your head a couple of times.
Rowdy, very little respect from one bad boy to the next.
Oh, this is awful. I'm going to bed.
Florida is buzzing with the stadium series Supercross!
And Trip Carlyle, the 238 Hog Heaven Honda,
is out in front in this day qualifier.
Look how fast he is!
Let me just compare to some of the earlier practice times set by the superstars.
Chad Reed with a 59.8, and Rowdy Sparks with a 59.7.
Carlyle is a privateer. He's paying for it himself.
It's his own money. He's not a factory rider.
When you're paying for it out of your own wallet,
every single lap really begins to add up.
And he has this track dialed. Look how smooth he is.
Trip is really impressing. He is a guy from the desert.
He's used to sandy straightaways, not this hard pack.
What do you got? Earl, I got 59.3. What do you got?
I got 59 flat. Kid's on fire.
59 seconds flat!
A factory lap time for a privateer.
Trip Carlyle definitely has a future in this sport.
Hey, did you hear about your brother? He made the main.
Are you kidding? No, I heard he qualified,
but I didn't know he made it.
Fastest lap of the day.
Break the damn thing. It's been four hours, all day.
Chuy, come on! It takes five seconds to tighten the damn screw.
Piper, take your boyfriend for a walk.
Come on, Trip. Come on. Let's take a walk.
Rowdy Sparks, K.C. Carlyle,
you guys, three wins for Nami Racing out of five.
You're on a roll right now. No doubt. I'm doin' really good right now.
K.C., it's pretty amazing. Just two months ago, you were cleaning pools.
Here you are, number one team in motocross.
How confident are you coming into your first Supercross race?
Uh, well, I'm just really happy that I found a home. The people at Nami--
Are gonna have everybody in America...
wantin' to buy a Bullet just like mine.
Cut. Thanks, guys.
Hey. You think you earned that factory ride, rookie?
Well, Nami does.
This corporation ain't got your back, bro.
All right, man. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on, man.
Forget this guy. Let's go.
What we do need you to do is help Rowdy, okay,
whether's he's leading the race or chasing the leaders.
Get out of your head,
or you're gonna talk yourself right out of this race. Beautiful, man.
I love your hunger. He's exactly what we need to keep Rowdy out front.
Hey, K.C.
Hey, Carlyle, you know what you gotta do, right? Right?
Rowdy, come on. You can do it.
Just be cool.
Twenty riders, 20 laps.
That's what a 250 main is all about. But there's also the story lines.
One of them involves the bad boy of motocross-- "One Punch" Tyler Evans.
The 58 of Tyler Evans and K.C. Carlyle...
have a little drama, a little animosity between the two.
The last time we saw them, they were butting heads in Albuquerque.
Hey, buddy. How you feelin'?
Good enough to win.
It's a shame they won't let ya.
Trip Carlyle, the little brother, also on the line.
He is a privateer riding for the Hog Heaven Honda. How about those lap times too?
He is running factory lap times.
He's looking for his first win here as well.
Have a nice race, wingman.
Gate ready to go. The board is sideways.
Anytime in the next five seconds, we'll be under way with the main event.
Fans on their feet.
Into the first turn. Who's gonna get the hole shot?
It is number 78, K.C. Carlyle. Everybody says he's been a blocker.
Right now, though, he's out front. And look who's in second.
It's his younger brother, number 238, Trip Carlyle.
Through the first two turns, it is Carlyle, Carlyle.
Then Rowdy Sparks. But where is 58, "One Punch" Tyler Evans?
What's he doin' in the lead?
You can see the two Carlyle brothers one and two.
And here comes Tyler Evans. Tyler Evans's focus what seems to be...
on our forerunner, K.C. Carlyle.
But he'll have to get by his younger brother, Trip Carlyle.
A little bit of damage into the side of K.C. Carlyle.
But Carlyle escapes unscathed.
Down to the inside line, not leaving the underneath shot. He even snubs Sparks!
Rowdy Sparks got shut down by Tyler Evans.
Boy, with this performance this afternoon,
I don't know how much jaw oil Rowdy Sparks is gonna have ready to spew...
as he almost got taken out by a slower, lapped rider.
Tyler Evans, number 58, is drawing a bead on K.C. Carlyle.
What he doesn't see is Trip Carlyle. Contact's made.
Trip Carlyle hits the eject button.
Trip Carlyle takin' one for his big brother!
Little bro sticks his nose in there and takes one for big bro.
K.C. Carlyle gets his first Supercross victory.
Dr. Brown. Dr. John Brown,
please call extension 321.
Dr. Brown.
Well, where is he?
He's over there, but they won't let us see him 'cause we're not family.
Let's get an "H" and "H" type and cross,
X-ray the skull, C-spine and the left leg.
Let's call the O.R. in case we need to do an open reduction on this.
- Trip. Hey, buddy. Excuse me, sir.
- Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to step out for a second. - Hold on just one second.
Sir, please. Just go ahead and have a seat in the waiting room.
We'll let you know how he's progressing as soon as we can.
Okay? You can see him later.
Let's get a neuro consult too, all right? Okay.
Are you okay? Yeah. Fine.
What'd Trip say to you in there?
That idiot asked me if I had won.
Typical. Excuse me.
Mr. Carlyle, I'm Dr. Simms. Yeah.
Your brother's right leg and hip are fractured, but the bones, of course, will heal.
The severe trauma to his head is the problem.
Ride much?
What'd I do, stub my toe or some shit?
Gosh!
It feels like you kicked my head in while I was out.
The doc says you got a severe concussion.
Sounds bad.
Only if you get back on a bike again.
Bullshit.
I should've kept up with the piano lessons.
There he is. Here we go.
Hey, K.C., how ya doin'?
Good. What's goin' on? How's your brother?
He's on the mend. That's good.
How you guys doin'? Gettin' ready for the big one--
Las Vegas Supercross Final.
Unbelievable opening night. I mean, they got the laser lights and fireworks.
Isn't it awesome, Jeff? Yeah, it's pretty cool.
You gotta see it, man. I'm sure it's gonna be pretty cool.
Hey, who's that on the track? He's good, isn't he?
- Sure is.
Jimmy just lost his factory contract.
Twenty-six, 27 years old. People say he's past his peak.
You know what I say? There's a lot of tread left on them tires.
That's a great observation. Are you planning on dumping me, Clay?
Are you?
K.C., this company is finally being taken seriously by people.
We're being compared to Honda, Yamaha, KTM.
Our sales have nearly quadrupled, but I'm gonna tell you something.
It's not because of you. It's because of Rowdy.
Rowdy has to win in Las Vegas. It's the championship.
Rowdy. Rowdy.
Hey, bro. Hey, cupcake.
How's the leg?
She's ready to run the 40.
What are you doin' home? Practice get canceled?
I quit Nami.
Wow. What happened? Well, you were right.
They were never gonna let me win.
And I'm tired of playing wingman to that idiot.
But come on, dude.
I mean, Nami, it's a factory ride. It's a big thing.
Yeah, it's... not worth it.
- Oh, man!
I'm goin' over to Papa John's.
Papa John's! You want something?
Yes, Hawaiian barbecue chicken pizza with extra garlic sauce,
'cause they only ever give one garlic sauce.
And that's annoying, 'cause I go through that in a couple pieces.
Two. Get extra. Two.
I love my life.
What are you doin'?
Get in here. Get your ass in here.
I want you to watch this.
Bro, it's 4:00 in the morning.
Uh-huh. Sit your ass down. Let's go.
You should thank me. I just found a way to save you two seconds a lap.
Oh, yeah? How's that?
You just need to ride more like me.
Why would I wanna ride like you? You don't even finish a race.
Here, here. Look.
Look at you. It's like watching an old woman.
Y-You're too controlled, man. You need to loosen up.
What's the point? I don't even have a ride.
Oh, yeah? I'm workin' on that.
Yeah, Vegas is the Super Bowl and the World Series rolled into one.
The best bikes, the gnarliest track.
I respect what you boys are trying to do.
But, seriously, what chance does a privateer have?
Come on, Earl. You've seen him ride.
With Hog Heaven's support, he'll take the whole thing.
**
Come on!
Let me get this one.
- Point 15. - Oh!
This guy's been tough on his valves.
But he was lookin' fast today, huh? Yeah. And loose.
I've been workin' with him on that. What's that say?
Point 11.
Come on! You know,
he's lucky to have you to help him and stuff.
Check that.
Go on. Check it. Point 15.
What's that say?
- Point 25. - Oh, finally!
These exhaust valves on these 450s just don't tighten up.
What? Nothing.
I just-- I never thought I'd have a girlfriend...
that knew more about bikes than I did.
"Girlfriend"?
Yeah.
Right?
Yeah.
Come here.
Mmm.
Another beautiful night in Las Vegas.
Temperatures in the 90s. Folks are rollin' the dice on the Strip,
and that's what's happening behind the scenes of Supercross.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Supercross!
Gambling the most is Team Nami,
hoping they don't roll snake eyes tonight,
because they've dropped their number one blocker, K.C. Carlyle,
and have picked up new talent, the 411 of Jimmy Castillo.
The big question now: Will Team Nami come up bust or will they break the bank?
For more on this story, let's go trackside with Erin Bates.
I'm at the starting line where the first heat is just about one minute away.
The story of the day has been K.C. Carlyle.
You got it! Let's go!
Hey, K.C., you got it! Stay focused!
Who will move on to the 250 last chance qualifier?
Exactly that-- The last two chances to get into the main event.
You might have had a bad heat race. So what? You can do it now.
Only two riders move on.
One of them on the line is a fast new rider.
The other, a privateer, K.C. Carlyle.
In a tremendous start by the Hog Heaven Honda,
K.C. Carlyle does what he needs to do.
Yeah! He got the hole shot.
You gotta wonder, is Rowdy Sparks watching this?
Let's go trackside to Jamie Little.
Right now, I think Rowdy's thinking about...
that 100,000-dollar first place check...
and the 250 Supercross Championship.
Come on. Somebody talk to me. Come on, man.
Your bike is fine, okay? It's the same as when we tested it earlier.
You take it out in front of 50,000 people, then tell me it's okay.
Rowdy, relax. We're good here. Jeff, walk him around, would ya?
Come on. Come on. It's sackin' out. You need to fix it, man.
One more turn for K.C. Carlyle...
and the last chance qualifier is his!
And this is exactly what Team Nami didn't want--
K.C. Carlyle in the same main event as Rowdy Sparks.
Checkered flag! K.C. Carlyle!
How's it trackin'? Straight as an arrow.
- "Torquie." I love it. Don't change a thing, okay?
Hey, Earl, I gotta tell you, man--
Hey, punk, you better watch your back tonight.
Nice shirt, ass nuts. They sell those for men?
Don't worry about him, Carlyle.
You'll get to kick his ass in five minutes.
You gotta protect Rowdy from the pack. Just tell yourself,
"No matter what, no son of a bitch is gonna get by me." Got it?
Yes, sir. All right now.
Here we go again,
loading the gate for the 250 main.
And I'll tell you who's eager to race.
It's the bad boy, number 58, Tyler Evans.
Chad Reed on that 22 Thornback Yamaha is extra hungry tonight.
He wants to get in there and battle with Rowdy Sparks.
Yeah, right here. He's got this.
You know what they say, "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas"?
I don't think this story's gonna stay here after 20 laps.
Thirty-second board is already up.
When it goes sideways anytime in the next five seconds, that gate could drop.
They're watching for the flicker. They're getting fidgety.
It's sideways! It all comes down to that first turn--
who gets in and who gets out first.
K.C. Carlyle getting a little love there.
Or, shall I say, a lot of love by Rowdy Sparks.
Sparks took him high, almost off the track. That left Carlyle with nowhere to go.
He couldn't downshift quick enough. He's beyond mid-pack.
He's towards the back of the pack. He has a lot of work still ahead of him,
but this is a 20-lap main event.
Anything can happen.
Rowdy Sparks, number 7, is still your leader.
But riders going down all around, and this is really gonna help K.C. Carlyle.
The pit boards say it all-- You've gotta push it.
And that's exactly what K.C. Carlyle is doing.
Thirteen riders in front of Carlyle is the number 7 of Rowdy Sparks.
He's leading this 250 main event.
The 58 of Tyler Evans. He's on a hard charge as well.
Evans kind of bobbing and weaving like a boxer. This kid is a fighter.
Yeah, he's not afraid to knock you as well,
take himself out a time or two on the track.
And there's the 411, the new rider for Team Nami, Jimmy Castillo.
We know he's out there to block riders.
How well can he do it?
K.C. Carlyle just blew by Tyler Evans.
That's not gonna make him happy. I talked to Tyler Evans earlier.
He said he's not really worried about winning the race. He's looking for a little payback.
Carlyle's getting too close to Rowdy.
Don't worry, all right? Castillo will hold him off.
Jimmy Castillo-- He hasn't had to do too much blocking tonight,
but that's all gonna change in the next couple of laps.
-Check out Jimmy Castillo. He's looking over his shoulder. -Go, go, go!
He knows he has to earn his payday, because here comes Carlyle, and here comes Evans.
Just watch. He's got this under control.
And now Carlyle goes inside of Castillo.
Battle of the blockers.
Look at the determination. Evans has his head down.
He's got a bead on him. He goes for Carlyle.
- Evans goes for K.C. Carlyle.
Instead, he takes out Castillo.
Carlyle with an open shot to Rowdy Sparks. Team Nami can't be happy about this.
It's now down to two riders. One, the full factory rider, Rowdy Sparks,
taking on the privateer, K.C. Carlyle.
And I gotta tell you. I think Rowdy Sparks is nervous.
Look at him look back.
Come on. Come on! Go!
All Carlyle needs to do is control the inside line.
He's there. He swoops underneath. He takes over the lead!
Give me that.
Watch out. Here comes Rowdy. He's set up on the outside.
The signboard says it all--
"Go big" for K.C. Carlyle.
He needs to do it now. He's running out of time.
These guys are trading lines. Inside, outside. Outside, inside.
They're both trying to force a mistake.
K.C. Carlyle! Absolutely amazing!
Man, he handled that quad like he was riding a BMX bike.
And Sparks goes off of the track!
A great break-jack by Carlyle, and down goes Sparks!
K.C. Carlyle takes the Supercross victory in Las Vegas!
- Yeah! Congratulations. - Yeah, baby!
- Boy, if there was a race to win, this was it, kid. - Yeah!
Dude, are you kidding me?
Come on! You did it, bro! You did it!
We did it. I owe you, bro. Aw, come on. Shut up.
Let's get up to that podium before they change their mind.
Yeah, dude. The podium. Let's go!
You know what?
What?
You deserve this.
Well, I guess it's time to go get famous.
Yeah!
K.C. caught the dream flying across the finish line,
and he never looked back.
And we did it together. No one wins alone.
* Hell, the bottle's half empty *
* I've been ridin' on this carousel *
* But I try to make some sense of nothin' *
* Where is the clemency of my appeals *
* All these changes I recognize them *
* They seem to vanish right into thin air *
* When all I taste is the worn-out candy *
* This is the puzzle of my despair *
* I had somethin' to say but now it is done *
* I had somethin' to say *
* See, every time I try to tell you *
* I change my mind *
* Well, there's nothing wrong *
* My bones are brittle and busted *
* And they're sprinkled on this killing floor *
* Well, still, I dream of the open highway *
* It's runnin' right through that devil's backbone *
* I was terrified by nothin' but winters *
* Is there no mercy in my mistakes *
* When you lift me up when my feet have been draggin' *
* Into the marches and fools' parade *
* I had somethin' to say but now **
* Last drop from the bottle fell out *
* Reluctant not to crash *
* Enter fading lights *
* From top of the stage *
* Set in broken glass *
* And all these tears and pain *
* Silent but screaming *
* Out every name that we've ever loved *
* And I'll remember every second *
* Every moment *
* This can't last forever *
* The last drop from the bottle fell out *
* And we were way too late *
* To save a friend in need *
* From his family *
* They didn't treat him right *
* And all these tears and pain *
* Silent but screaming *
* Out every name that we've ever loved *
* And I'll remember every second *
* Every moment *
* This can't last forever *
* Every second of every moment *
* Nothing lasts forever *
* Don't worry *
* About me *
* I'll be fine this time *
* Don't worry *
* About me *
* I'll be fine this time *
* This time *
* And I remember every second *
* Every moment *
* This can't last forever *
* Every second of every moment *
* Nothing lasts forever *
* Let us breathe softly *
* And keep this quiet *
* No one has to know *
* Let us breathe softly *
* And keep this quiet *
* No one has to know *
* Know *
* Know **