Greetings. Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Thank you, everybody. Thank you so much.
Thank you, thank you.
Welcome to The Grand Tour. And in this week's programme:
I drive a saloon car.
James drives a catering lorry.
And Richard has a knife fight.
Let's dance.
That is all to come, but first of all,
let me talk you through where we are. It's South Africa.
Over there, in the distance, you can see Johannesburg.
But this place here is called The Cradle of Humankind.
Now it's called that because archaeologists have determined
it was on this very spot that mankind separated from the ape.
Ahem.
Well, I mean...
See? We haven't even begun.
- Be reasonable.
You've learnt to put socks on,
but other than that, mate...
Listen, I'm trying to be profound here, OK?
- Carry on, carry on. - I'm trying to be profound.
Because this is ground zero.
This is where all of human history began.
Anyone who comes here, it's like coming home.
- Jeremy.
How long has it taken some of us to evolve from being apes?
- It's taken
two million and a hundred...
You at home may be wondering why everybody here is applauding,
but it's because while the rest of mankind
has managed to grasp the concept of arithmetic,
the President of South Africa, Jacob Zuma...
Well, how can I put this? He sort of hasn't.
I've got a clip here to show you what I'm on about.
We announce that our membership figures
stood at...769,
eight-hundred and...
700...
Listen properly.
769 thousand,
820...
I mean, honestly.
The funny thing is...
Jacob Zuma is a bit of a controversial figure here.
He recently installed a swimming pool at his home.
And then, because he'd used taxpayers' money to do that,
he said it was actually a water storage facility in case of a fire.
So, in other words, if he burst into flames,
he can jump into it and put himself out
in ten hundred and... three hundred...seconds.
He has also bought himself
what he claims is a fire engine.
Nice.
He's also got himself an ambulance.
Yep. Can't be too careful.
Motoring in South Africa.
Big problem here, of course, is the wildlife,
because how do you accurately warn motorists
that there may be a deer-y thing ahead
and it could be full of helium?
Well, the authorities have had a go.
They've come up with this as a sign.
It's not bad, except they've got the word wrong.
What?
It's wrong, isn't it?
- It's not baboons. - No, it's not.
We're from England. We know that's not a baboon.
Baboons are actually very dangerous here.
Certainly, they've got a better idea
of how to handle a gun than the local police.
He's actually using that as a shooting stick.
Shall we get on with the show?
- Yes, good idea. Good plan. - Yes, let's.
And we start with Aston Martin.
The company must have had a meeting recently
and the bosses must have said,
"It's gonna be a few years now
"until the next Bond film is out,
"so what are we gonna do at Aston Martin
to generate some headlines in the meantime?"
And what they must have decided is,
to make a car that is as good as a car can be.
They weren't talking about making a racing car
because in racing there are rules
about how big the engine can be
and what sort of tyres you can use.
And they weren't talking about making a road car,
that would have to meet emissions regulations,
have comfy rubber bits in the suspension.
And all that stuff would slow it down.
Exactly. They wanted to make a car
that adhered to no rules and no regulations.
So they have.
This is what they came up with.
It costs £1.8 million.
And it's called the Vulcan.
Spectacular, isn't it?
But not very practical.
Oh, God. Ow!
Agh!
Hold on... Nope.
How are you...?
No.
Agh!
Now I'm totally stuck.
Oh, yeah.
You will be able to edit this out, won't you?
I don't want people thinking I'm fat.
Right. I'm gonna pop it into gear now.
You may hear this a little bit.
Good. First.
Er...foot on clutch.
And now it's time to fire up the seven-litre V12.
It's quite normal.
When I got going, things didn't get much better.
Even at slow speeds, it is quite loud in here,
which is why I'm wearing this silly face microphone
so you can hear what I'm on about.
The noisiest part of this car, however, is not the engine.
That's the brakes.
They are quite... They are quite squeaky.
It actually sounds like I'm stamping on a piglet.
And things get worse when you put your foot down.
I'm not going to say that it's like
being attacked by a bear because it isn't.
But it is like being in a room with a bear
that's thinking of attacking you.
At the moment I've turned the engine down on this knob here
to its minimum setting.
It's only producing 500 horsepower.
So it's not really the speed that's scary.
Oh, God!
It's the noise and the harshness
and the vibrations.
It's not a very well-equipped car either.
The windows don't wind down, for instance.
There are no toys at all.
And you only get half a steering wheel.
However, there is one amazing thing
you get for your £1.8 million.
An all-expenses-paid trip to a racetrack of your choice,
where an Aston Martin test driver
will teach you how to drive your car,
not with the engine wound down to 500 horsepower,
but with it turned up...
...to the max.
Holy cow! Ha-ha-ha!
The engine is now producing 820 horsepower.
And the speed just beggars belief.
The bear is in attack mode.
The figures say it'll do 0-60 in 2.9 seconds.
And has a top speed of 208 with that wing on the back.
But it feels a hell of a lot faster than that.
Oh, God!
The other thing you get for your money
is a squadron of mechanics.
But sadly... not a handbrake.
Right, what I've done now is I've taken... yes...
I've taken the steering wheel off,
so I can't put it in gear to stop it rolling away.
Oh, God.
Agh.
Argh, argh...
When I'd finally got it to stop,
the jacks were deployed and the mechanics set to work.
That's the thing about the Vulcan.
Wing angle, roll bar, suspension, brakes.
Everything can be adjusted to suit your personal taste.
After ten minutes of pretending I knew what they were doing,
I was back on the track.
And the car felt... just as bonkers as it had done before.
However, I've changed.
I've been driving this thing now,
I don't know, three or four hours,
and I'm starting to... understand it.
I'm starting to get used to it.
I'm starting to trust it.
Now I'm starting to understand...
why the Vulcan can go round
the Nardo handling circuit in southern Italy
nine seconds faster than the McLaren P1.
Nine seconds in car time, that's a year!
You get phenomenal mechanical grip
in the low-speed corners,
and then, on the Isn't Straight,
you've got a ton-and-a-half of downforce,
thanks to its aerodynamics.
Then you have the power from the engine,
which feels, well, old-fashioned.
Proper.
I'm surprised it doesn't have carburettors.
I love this thing very much.
And what I love most of all
is that it's not a test bed.
It's not an example of what cars will be like in the future.
It's a celebration of what they were like in the past.
What it is...
is old time rock'n'roll.
- Thank you, thank you.
Thank you very much.
- So...
I get the impression you quite liked the car.
Oh, it's unbelievable.
What I loved most of all is they've made it out of bits
that they already had lying around in the factory.
It's like you going home
after your tripto South Africa, opening the fridge,
and using what's there
to make a delicious shepherd's pie.
What, some stale milk and an old piece of cheese?
- Yes.
How much is that, Jeremy, in rand?
Ten hundred and 30 million and a million.
But for that it does 0
So it's nearly as fast as an Aventador or a Caterham R600,
or an Ariel Atom V8,
but much more expensive!
And not road legal.
Yes. Thank you very much for relieving yourself all over my enthusiasm.
- You're welcome.
It is a brilliant, brilliant car.
And only one question now remains.
How fast will it go round our track
in the hands of a man
who thinks that everything British is basically communist?
Here he is.
Looking a bit confused.
All right, folks, let's see what this bag of bolts will do.
JEREMY: And he's off, and immediately on to the Isn't Straight.
First corner coming up.
And he's flat through there. That is ballsy.
Changing down, though, for the second corner
on the Isn't Straight,
but now he can use full power.
800 brake horsepower?
Are you kiddin' me?
JEREMY: Now, hard on the brakes for Your Name Here.
He has got to be impressed with this.
For about $50,000, I could get one of my old trucks NASCAR style.
It's got 800 brake horsepower.
Go deer hunting,
you got room for a couple deer in the back.
I don't think you can put no deer in this thing.
JEREMY: Plenty of deer to run over, though,
back on the Isn't Straight.
James Bond drives one of these.
Shit. Vin Diesel would whip his ass.
JEREMY: Yes, I'm sure he would, but down into first.
- I don't know about this thing.
It's like a red-headed stepchild I'm talkin'.
Be damn ugly.
JEREMY: Not sure he's fully concentrating past Old Lady's House.
But he is flat out towards Substation. It is bumpy here.
And there's new Tarmac on the apex. Will it kick the tail out?
Yes, it does indeed. He's OK.
Into Field of Sheep. No sheep today.
And he's across the line.
Hell of a track, though.
- It is a hell of a track. - Big car.
Anyway, we must now bring up the lap board
and find out how fast the American got round in the Vulcan.
Let's have a look. Ooh, it's quick.
RICHARD: Oh, hello. Hello.
There you go, see? Old time rock'n'roll.
Old time rock'n'roll has beaten rap and techno.
- And R and B.
- And is now at the top. - Very good.
Well done, and thank you. Now we must move on.
It's time for us to take a gentle stroll down Conversation Street.
Right, sticking with Aston Martin,
they've teamed up with Red Bull Racing to create this.
It's called the 001.
It has a V12, no turbos, none of that sort of hybrid witchcraft.
Yet it produces 900 horsepower
in a car that only weighs 900 kilos.
- Staggering.
Well, more than staggering, that is a magic figure,
cos that means it has one horsepower per kilogram.
And no other car gets close to that.
Not remotely. The Vulcan's barely half that. It's staggering.
The only problem I have with this... and you just have to look at it.
Another angle we've got here. Look at that.
You know that car is gonna be all about aerodynamics
and particularly downforce.
And I hate downforce.
What do you mean, you hate downforce?
Because they tell you you can go round a 90-degree bend at 100mph
because of the weight of the air pressing down on the body.
It's like having an invisible elephant.
- What if the elephant falls off?
It's not a real elephant! It can't fall off!
But how can you trust something you don't see?
Wait. No, I'm with him because what if you drove through a sudden vacuum?
Well, that's not gonna happen either, is it?
Hammond, listen. There has to be a speed
in a car with active downforce, like that one,
where you go round a corner too fast for the tyres,
too fast for the mechanical grip,
but not fast enough for the downforce to be working.
So you'd have to say to the police,
"I crashed because I wasn't going fast enough."
- It's true. - Potentially.
There's another point, actually,
the handling is gonna depend on the weather.
If it's a really hot day, the air will be thinner.
- No, thicker. - No, it's thinner on a hot day.
See, I'd be messed up already cos I'd have the wrong...
That's the point. You got a really hot day,
and you don't really want to be driving a car
where whether or not you get round a corner
depends on whether or not the sun's out.
So you now want weather forecasts to include cornering speeds?
It's not just weather. Altitude.
You could drive that car round a corner at 100mph
in Holland, sea level,
but, what are we here, 6,000 feet up?
6,000 feet up here.
You'd barely be able to get round at three mph.
You'd crash it into a tree, or a visible elephant.
- They are real.
Exactly. I just... Honestly, downforce...
I don't like having to trust something you can't see.
- It's like North Korea.
- Or the contraceptive pill.
- That was an overshare.
There's actually another hyper car I want to draw your attention to.
- Replacement for the Veyron. - AUDIENCE: Oooh!
That is the Bugatti Chiron.
It's got a quad turbo 8-litre W16 engine,
which every minute inhales 13,000 gallons of air.
- Just imagine. - It's unbelievable.
1,500 horsepower.
And the top speed is limited to 261 mph.
They say it would do 288 but that would be irresponsible on the road.
It's got diamonds in the speakers for better sound quality.
Of course it has, yeah.
Oh, you'll like this. At top speed, the force on each tyre is 3,800G.
A man dies at 9G.
If you drive the Chiron flat out
it'll drain its tank in nine minutes.
Hang on a minute. 261mph at nine minutes.
That means you'd have to fill up with fuel every 39 miles.
Well, less - you can't drive until you run out, you'd have to look for a petrol station.
Yes, James, it really isn't a practical car, is it?
Gonna give you the most amazing stat, though.
It's about the people who are buying this car.
They've got 200 orders so far.
And the average person who's ordered one
already has 64 cars, three helicopters, three jets and one yacht.
Zuma.
I reckon he's got one already.
Didn't say that. He didn't say that.
Shall we move it on?
In South Africa, there are 35 carjackings every day.
- Every day.
I've got to say, well done, that's an amazing figure.
I can't believe it. How have you got time to come here?
Cos you've got stuff to do.
They've all come here in someone else's car.
But what they don't realise is they're all walking home.
I've done a bit of research.
The most commonly jacked cars, carjacked cars,
are the VW Polo, the Toyota Hiace and the Toyota Hilux.
But they're the best-selling cars in South Africa.
Exactly. The VW Polo is the best-selling car in South Africa.
So why would you buy a car
which increases your chance of being shot in the head and your car being stolen?
Why not buy a car that nobody would want to steal?
No, cos if I lived here, I'd get something like a beige Volvo Estate.
- That's just a car you want!
You're using it as an excuse to get your dream car.
Look, Hammond, I've explained it to you before.
Having a Volvo Estate is a bit like needing to go to the dentist.
It's gonna happen. Get it over with. Just do it.
I don't want to get it over with.
That's like going to the dentist and saying,
"Take all my teeth out cos they're gonna fall out."
At the barber's: "Just pull it all out, it'll fall out anyway."
The doctor: "Stop me being able to retain my urine. It's gonna happen, too."
I'm gonna bury myself and get it all over with once and for all.
He has got a point, seriously.
Let's enjoy it before we have to have the Volvo.
But why do you all buy cars that you're going to get carjacked in?
Has anyone got a Volkswagen Polo here?
You have? Did you buy that for yourself?
- My dad bought it for me.
- Wow! Oh, nice gift!
What sort of madness is this?
Has anyone got a Toyota Hilux?
Yeah. This is insanity.
What did you start out with this morning?
- It's unbelievable.
Anyway, listen, we gotta move it on.
Because, here in South Africa,
people have an interesting approach to preventing car theft.
Got a picture here of one man's solution.
RICHARD: That's a python.
Now there's no question it's gonna work.
I would not steal a car that had that on the dashboard.
However, a python's not like a burglar alarm.
You can't turn it off.
When you come back to your car, how do you say to the snake,
"It's my car, don't strangle me."
- You can't.
I'm pretty sure you can't train a python, can you?
You can't. That's why you never see sheep snakes
or guide snakes for the blind.
- It'll never happen.
I have to say,
in England, we've got an even more stupid solution.
This chap's come up with an idea called "Bike Mine".
I've got a video of him here explaining how it works.
It can be attached quickly to protect almost any personal possession
you store outside or in a garage or shed.
Its robust steel construction is covered in a rubber skin
to protect your property.
Bike Mine is safe because the detonators are self-contained...
as well as legal to own and use.
Bike Mine is reliable because there are no batteries to run down
and only one moving part.
It's not gonna work.
What I can't understand is,
he said it can also protect any other personal property you may have.
"Are you worried about your child being kidnapped?
Simply hang this bomb round their neck."
So, moving on, to Jordan, weirdly,
where the government has just built a mock town,
so that special forces from all over the world
can turn up and have a competition
to see which one is best.
Yes, and this year, Mr Wilman,
who is the Fat Man who controls our lives,
decided that us three should go and take part.
Obviously there'd be a lot of shooting,
running about and doing somersaults.
None of which we'd be any good at.
No, but, the SAS, the world's first special forces unit,
was created to be fast,
to get into the battle quickly and then get out again.
So there would also be a lot of high-speed driving.
- Erm... - Yes, I know.
That is a bit of a problem. We'll gloss over that.
Anyway, we were sent out there and this is what happened.
JEREMY: This is it.
The special forces training base deep inside Amman.
The city, obviously, not... not...
Anyway, arriving now to demonstrate what we'd have to do later,
a squad of special forces soldiers.
They exfoliated from a Black Hawk helicopter on ropes
and then fought their way through a terrorist-infested building.
Their next task was to steal a car,
which they used to reach a hijacked airliner.
Here they stormed the cabin, killed the bad guys...
and rescued a VIP.
There was then a high-speed car chase and a running gun battle,
as they escorted the rescued hostage
to the safety of a nearby embassy.
JAMES: That was quite impressive.
Well, it's not like they were
- using real bullets. - Yes, they were.
- They were not. - They were!
Are you saying that on this,
let's be honest, training ground,
people are allowed to run around with real bullets in these guns?
- Yes. - Rubbish.
And there you are. Real bullets.
And I managed to shoot myself.
- Oh, yeah.
Well, because, on an assault rifle,
the bullets come out this side
and I'm a left-handed shot, so they just go up my arm, the casings.
You're gonna be rubbish at this.
Well, I'm not going to be able to use an assault rifle.
I'm not gonna be able to storm that airliner.
I'm not gonna be able to get out of the helicopter.
JEREMY: Fearing that things may not go well,
we were told to go and get ready.
And even that was fraught with difficulty.
Why are you wearing white?
Snow camouflage.
It has never, ever snowed in Jordan.
I didn't know where Jordan was.
You're gonna be quite visible.
At this point, we received details
of our mission from our boss, Mr Wilman.
"Each time one of you is killed,
you all have to begin again."
So it's like that Tom Cruise movie.
What, Cocktail?
No, not Cocktail. Or Rain Man.
This is gonna take forever.
JEREMY: Nevertheless, we were soon in the helicopter
on our way to the start of this important rescue mission.
Let's just get this straight.
When we get over the building,
we leap out of the door
and grab the rope and slide down it?
Pretty much, yeah, that's it. That's how it goes.
You could be leader.
Get out there, show us how it's done, we will follow.
I don't want to.
I've never climbed a rope or gone down one in my life.
Well, what a time. Get on with it.
Why don't you go first?
I can't do that. I'm scared of heights.
Lead by example.
- Be an inspiration to your men. - Yeah, exactly.
How high will it be?
- Yeah. You'll be fine.
What happens if you fell 30 feet?
Would you be going home with a head wand?
You'd be going home in this helicopter
but not in that seat.
You'd be in a bucket in the corner.
OK, here it comes. Let's do this!
Whoa! Jesus Christ! Stop!
Oh, shit.
I'm very scared.
Mate, that's not the attitude.
- Go on, then! - Don't like it!
- Go down the rope! - Don't want to do it.
- Loosen your hands a bit. - I don't want to.
Do you want me to tickle you on your belly?
- No. - Well, go on, then!
- Hammond!
My trousers have fallen down.
RICHARD: Ladies and gentlemen, Chuck Norris.
Oh, no, no.
Oh, yes. Have you ever
in your whole life seen anything...
Aaagh!
I know I made that rope thing look a bit difficult,
but actually it's surprisingly easy.
So, why don't you go first?
- I've got a better idea.
Why don't we just land the helicopter?
That is a good idea. Helicopters can land.
Stop, stop, stop. Hammond.
Right, listen, you open the door,
and I'll throw this stun grenade in.
Good idea. In three...
No, wait, wait!
I don't know how it works.
Oh, for God's sake.
Right. You ready, Hammond?
- BOTH: Go!
Come on!
[RAPID GUNFIRE, JEREMY GROANS]
RICHARD: I thought you said it was a stun grenade?
JEREMY: I meant smoke.
JAMES: I can't see a thing!
- Literally nothing.
JEREMY: When the smoke finally cleared,
we started our sweep.
Ssh. Quiet.
Dog. Dog.
No! It means door. There's a door!
There's a door.
It's not a bloody football, is it?
- Kick it. - You put your foot flat.
That's how you do it.
- Nobody there. - It's empty.
Nobody there.
JEREMY: Soon, though, they were there.
We are trapped in this room.
Well, why don't we just go out of the window?
We could go out of the window.
Yeah, we could do that. Cover us.
Yeah, I'll cover you.
RICHARD: As Jeremy laid down covering fire...
...May and I climbed out of the window.
But then, there was a problem.
I'm stuck.
- Well, push! - Ooh!
What?
The terrorists are in the room.
How do you know?
They're doing things to me.
Ooh.
Oooh.
This is very uncomfortable.
It's probably cos you're so tense.
Ohh. James!
- Kill me.
Shoot me.
Gladly.
Please hurry up.
- Er...
Get on with it!
- Just give him the lot. - In ten...
Not ten!
All right, in...
three, two, one.
How did you miss?
It's true what they say about machine guns.
You can't hit a thing with them.
- Just kill me.
We're trying! It's not that easy.
Hang on. I'm out.
- Use the shovel. Hit me with that. - Right.
Do you want to say anything?
Yes. Final words. I hate you.
You know, I've dreamt about exactly this.
- Hurry up! - Incoming!
We are trapped in this room.
Why don't we go out of the window?
Do you mind if I go through the door?
This is better.
JEREMY: Heroically we fought off all the attackers outside the building.
But then we were pinned down by a sniper.
- James. James.
Go down there and steal that Renault.
Why?
Because this is a car show. We need a motoring element.
- Good point. - Go!
Can you think of anybody on God's green Earth
less able to do this kind of thing than him?
I mean, he can play the harpsichord
but that's not a skill we're gonna need today.
And he's been shot.
- James.
- Go and steal that Renault over there.
Because this is a car show. We need a motoring element.
Good point.
Can you think of anybody on God's green Earth
who's less able to do this sort of thing than him?
Can you think of anybody on God's green Earth...
- Can you think of anybody...
- Can you think...
James, you can't just keep doing
the same thing over and over again.
Nah, he'll miss eventually.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, for God's sake. - There it is.
Because Corporal Stubborn wouldn't budge from his tactic,
Richard and I decided that on our next attempt
we'd go into battle with some new equipment.
Go and steal that Renault.
[SCRATCHY RECORDING OF CLASSICAL MUSIC]
Go and steal that Renault over there.
[MUSIC PLAYS AT HIGHER SPEED]
- Ohhh!
James, go and steal that Renault over there.
- No.
Well, there's a garage over there. It'll have some vehicles in it.
Oh, yeah.
Now we're in a car show.
Right, Jeremy, you go sort that sniper, we'll get these started.
Good plan.
Right, there's no keys. I'll hotwire it.
Oh, there he is.
Say hello to my little friend.
Yes! What a shot!
- Ohhh!
I'll never be able to do that again.
- Jeremy!
James has electrocuted himself.
Oh, what a...
Say hello to my little friend.
Right, there are no keys. I'll hotwire it.
Have you not seen every single movie ever made?
There's nowhere to put a gun. That is a bad mark for Audi.
Sport, drive, traction control off.
Here we go!
Unbelievable.
- Jeremy.
Why did your trousers fall down?
Because there were so many grenades attached to them.
And in the down-draught of the helicopter...
I was very brave doing that. I was.
- I'm sure I saw him crying. - They were tears of bravery.
Oh, that well-known expression. Tears of bravery.
Anyway, look, there's a bit of a trend in South Africa
for making your own car, making a car from scratch.
We've got an example here.
This man's built this one based around the engine
and a few bits from a BMW 318i.
And I've got to say, I think that's pretty cool.
- It's brilliant. - There are lots of these.
I prefer this one, also with a BMW engine, a V8,
but the bodywork is made of denim.
- A man of exquisite taste.
I think the best of them all is so good,
we've actually brought it into the studio.
Look, it's down here. Unbelievable, this.
It's a replica of a Mercedes C9.
Now that, Hammond, was the car that won
the 24-hour Le Mans race in 1989.
And it's so amazing, I've brought out the man who built it.
Ladies and gentlemen, give him a warm hand. Johan Ackermann!
Thank you very much for coming.
Can I just as--
Can I just ask, Johan,
how did you get the styling to work?
Well, Jeremy, there was no drawings on the internet,
so, erm... I got a book on the dimensions,
but the closest I could get was a 1:32-scale model.
Hang on, so you measured your toy car,
multiplied it by 32 and built a full-sized one.
- Yep.
- Fully road legal.
- It's a real car, not a model? - Yeah.
How long did you spend building this?
From start to roadworthy was 16 months.
Right. Was there, or is there,
a marriage to have survived this?
Well, I hope so.
My wife is here, so it must be a good sign.
- Hello, patient lady.
Well, it's a remarkable achievement, and well done.
Ladies and gentlemen, Johan Ackermann.
- That's brilliant.
Brilliant.
We're moving on to a great idea
that Richard Hammond and I have had all by our own.
- And it is brilliant. - It is.
It's called, Making James May Do Something He Doesn't Want To Do.
And we kick off with spinning.
It's a South African thing. Fairly simple.
You get an elderly rear-wheel-drive car,
take it to a car park where you do doughnuts in it
to a backdrop of strong rap music.
It's lively, it's interesting, and it's youthful.
It's everything he isn't.
Well, here we are, then,
at one of Jo'burg's top spinning destinations,
the aptly-named Wheelz 'n' Smoke Arena.
And the object of the exercise,
as far as I can make out,
is to create smoke.
And drive round and round the arena
until the tyres go bang.
And then what's left of the tyres
are put on a bonfire over there,
to make sure there's absolutely nothing left.
This is Stacy, and she's only about 17, I think.
And the word round here and the noise in the crowd
says that Stacy is actually very good at this.
But how the bloody hell would I know? It's just a massive cloud of smoke...
...with some headlights occasionally appearing in it.
To help me get into the spirit of things,
the organisers suggested I should become more involved.
Aaaargh!
Look at the rev case, in the red constantly, mate.
I don't like the smell of tyre smoke in the evening.
Oi! Get back in!
Get back in the car, you idiot!
Help!
Thank you.
- Yes.
Finally.
I got 20,000 miles
out of the last set of rear tyres on my car.
Just go out there and do it.
Fancy trying to do that in England.
Or anywhere. Or Australia.
Anyway, mm-mm-mm.
James May, was there any part of that that you enjoyed?
- Nope. - Good.
But now it is time for Celebrity Brain Crash.
Now after what happened last week,
our guest this week declined our offer
to arrive at the studio on a hovercraft,
saying she would prefer to walk.
- It's understandable. - Yes, it is.
I'm sure that despite this,
you will still give her an enormous welcome.
Although she's now a major Hollywood star,
she was actually born here in South Africa.
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Charlize Theron!
We must ask her about A Million Ways To Die In The West.
I love that film.
But what I really love is the way she looks in it.
The hat and the floaty skirt. She's on a bicycle as well.
JEREMY: Oh, no. RICHARD: Oh, God.
- Oh, not... - Ladies and gentlemen,
Charlize Theron has been attacked by a lion.
- Oh, no. - Literally nothing we can do.
Does that mean she's not coming on, then?
- She's been eaten by a lion.
Well, look, are there any other well-known
South Africans in the audience?
It's not very likely, James.
There's only two globally famous South Africans.
One's now in a lion and the other's in prison.
Let's get back to what we were doing.
Earlier on, we were at a Jordanian special forces training base
learning to be super army soldiers.
And we pick up the action as we rush towards the hijacked airliner
to rescue a VIP and take them to safety.
Let me talk you through the plan.
James and Richard will use the catering lorry as an assault vehicle.
And then, after we've rescued the VIP,
we'll use the Audi as a getaway car.
Now what we're doing here, very cleverly,
is we're going round the back of the plane
because planes don't have rear windows
or door mirrors, so they won't see us sneaking up.
Stealthy, you see.
Hammond, we're manoeuvring in.
RICHARD: OK. JAMES: Dab the brakes.
RICHARD: Right, we are in position.
James is gonna lift me on this platform to the door,
then we go in.
Right, are you ready?
I'm ready to lower the jacks.
Absolute stealth.
I think the terrorists
are going to notice this assault.
I think the terrorists are going to notice this assault.
Which is why I shall now cause a diversion.
I'm gonna make a smoking doughnut in front of the plane
to distract the terrorists.
JEREMY: Oh, no, this is a disaster.
Even when you turn the traction control off,
it isn't fully off,
so you just get miles and miles of dreary understeer.
Bad mark for Audi here.
Come on!
The only good thing is the terrorists will be looking
out of the cockpit windows
thinking, "Why is that Audi
understeering around like that?"
Right! Go low!
Here I come!
Cry havoc and let slip the dog of understeer!
Chaps, I have located the VIP
and it is the Queen of England.
JAMES: I don't like the Royal Family.
James, now is not the time for your republican views.
Ma'am, we are an elite fighting force.
We have an Audi outside. We will...
Why did you shoot Hammond?
He was being annoying.
That's how you do it!
Ma'am, we are an elite fighting force.
We have an Audi outside. We will...
- Well, he shot me!
- That's how you do it!
Somehow in our next attempt, Hammond ended up on the wing.
Oh, I see. You wanna do this the old-fashioned way.
OK, let's dance.
- Aagh!
Ma'am, we are an elite fighting force.
We have an Audi waiting outside to get you to safety.
- I just said.
We are an elite fighting force.
We have an Audi waiting outside to get you to safety.
- You'll like it, it's German. - Like you are.
Thank you, James. Are all the terrorists dead back there?
- Everybody's dead back there. - Good man.
Your Majesty, if you'd like to follow us.
He's just shot the Queen in the back of the head.
Well, now what we gonna do?
- Oh...
Go. I'll have that, thank you very much.
Having finally got the Queen into the car,
we were now faced with a perilous drive to the embassy.
However, this did at least mean I could get back to my day job.
I'll talk you through the car. This is the S8 Plus.
Plus means it has 80 more horsepower than the standard car.
That means 0-60 in 3.8 seconds,
top speed: 190.
How very interesting.
The immense power is harnessed not only by all-wheel drive,
but also by ceramic brakes.
And an electronic differential.
There's a time and a place for talking about that stuff, mate!
Sitting behind a six-foot-five-inch driver
means that rear leg room is rather at a premium.
Having said that, however, for a high-performance saloon,
the ride quality is really rather good.
Will you two stop reviewing the car?
Do you have an opinion, the Queen?
Not now!
Hold it steady, I'm gonna shoot them.
Shoot him in the face!
Have you come far?
The Living Daylights. Transporter 2 and 3.
Taken. Ronin.
Why are you listing films?
Because all those films had a big Audi saloon in them going quickly.
It is the car of choice for the Hollywood hero.
Shut up.
What's the top speed of that thing, James?
About 90 miles an hour.
Well, here is a top tip for Hollywood heroes.
If you're being chased by a car
which is slower than the car you're in,
simply drive faster than it.
See, that's what Nick Cage ought to have thought about, really, in The Rock.
And that man in Ronin, with the S8 chasing the Citroen.
Stop talking about films!
There's a bogey waxing our tail.
- Oh, God! - Gonna shoot its petrol tank.
James, there's no point shooting it. Petrol only blows up in films.
Well, that's not strictly accurate.
- Where the bloody hell is the embassy? - Go down here.
- No, this is rubbish. - There it is.
There it is!
Right, you get the Queen to safety. I'll cover you.
- OK, I'm on it. - Right, good. Go, go, go!
Go, go, go!
Your Majesty.
Really quickly, Your Majesty.
We can't see.
Come on, Jeremy, come on!
I'm doing my best!
In the plums!
Oh, no!
Just keep moving!
They've done it again!
James, you're missing this!
You cannot modernise the royalty,
because royalty is, at the very best, a medieval concept.
Oh! Shooting!
That's gonna sting! He's still coming!
Keep going!
Mind the mines!
He's still going!
** [Barber's "Adagio for Strings"]
James, he's dead.
No, wait a minute. He's going again! He's moving again!
Jeremy, come on, you can do it!
Come on, keep going! Come on.
- This is it. - Hammond...
There's the finish line!
Am I going the right way?
More or less. Roll over it. You can do it.
- Yes! We have done it.
Have you come far?
A fighting force. An unbelievable fighting force.
We actually managed to complete that course
in nine hours and 48 minutes.
And that's only nine-and-a-half hours slower than the actual soldiers.
Can I just ask, how many times were you shot?
- On the way to the embassy.
Er... 17 to the torso, two to the... plum set.
Well, obviously, James, yes, look, I lived.
He did. And on that terrible disappointment, it is time to end.
Yes, it is. Thank you so much for watching.
See you somewhere next week. Goodbye!