[Announcer speaking]
- ADAM: We're gonna die tonight!
[tires screeching]
Aah! Aah!
Oh, boy.
You know me, the world's greatest movie star...
the world's greatest lover...
the guy who clearly writes his own intros.
But there's another side to Adam DeVine that the world doesn't know,
the one that jet-sets around the globe with my celebrity friends
in search of adventure...
[screams]
...danger,
and intrigue.
My ideas are so good...
[puking]
...some say they're bad!
[people screaming]
Do you see these people?
They are all amping up for their equivalent of the Super Bowl,
the Night of Destruction at Perris Auto Speedway in California.
It's the most ferocious demolition derby
you've ever seen.
Tonight, the meanest and most hardened drivers
are out for blood.
It's a really bad idea to enter a demolition derby in the first place
but doing it on a night where I'm told
someone always ends up leaving in an ambulance...
that's really, really stupid.
If this is the bad idea that gets me killed...
Ow!
...I'm going down with my best bud Blake Anderson,
co-star of the number one hit show of all time, Workaholics.
Hop in! - BLAKE: Okay.
You just gotta stop and pick me up.
- ADAM: I actually can't stop because I got a need...
for speed!
- BLAKE: All right, well-- - ADAM: Plus, I also got a Jamba Juice cup
stuffed underneath my brake pedal. - Really?
- So just hop in if you could. - Cool.
Yep. - ADAM: Uh-huh.
Ow! - I made it!
- ADAM: This is Ken, certified American bad-ass.
- BLAKE: How's it going?
- This is my best bud Blake.
- You know, these aren't just normal races.
These are full contact, smash and go demolition derby.
- Have you ever seen anyone get hurt?
- Did almost see actually someone burnt alive here.
- Really? - Yeah.
- ADAM: And what is a normal amount of races to do?
- Maybe two. - And guess what?
We're doing all three, baby. - Wow!
That seems bad.
- It's basically a death wish.
You guys are definitely gonna be having a target on your back.
- We'll see. - Yeah.
- No... No little holiday with pretty boys around here.
- You don't mess with...
Hollywood!
- That's assuming you can make it all night.
- I'm hungry for a corn dog.
- Hey, you guys wanna know about the cars or...
- BLAKE: Thanks, Ken.
- ADAM: Blake and I are double teaming the events tonight,
each in our own sweet ride.
- BLAKE: 213, baby. - ADAM: Hollywood!
I'm taking this bad-ass Bat-mobile thing.
That's my Oscar.
And Blake... gets this little crappy car. - BLAKE: Beer 30!
"Hollwood"? Where's Hollwood?
[laughing]
It's all over your hat. - [Adam laughing]
Welcome to Hollwood.
[engine revving]
- ELLI: We don't care who you are.
We don't give a... You know? It's just...
We're out to get you.
He's just gonna have to just hope to God he makes it out
because it's crazy, it's a whole different sport.
[rock music playing]
- [Announcer speaking]
[Announcer speaking]
[audience cheering]
[Announcer speaking]
- ADAM: Okay.
Anyone behind me?
[engine revving]
Not reverse! - BLAKE: Yeah.
This is gonna go well.
- ADAM: First place, here I come!
- BLAKE: Should I light this thing up? - KEN: Hit it.
- BLAKE: Uh, check, engine lights on.
- ADAM: [laughing]
- Whoo!
- ADAM: The first race is six laps around the course
that's literally a figure eight.
And when you get to the middle of the track,
it's like the ultimate game of chicken.
Let's win this thing, dude!
- BLAKE: This is our race, baby!
- ADAM: Oh, my God! What am I doing, dude?
- BLAKE: Well, this seems like a bad idea.
- ANNOUNCER: Five, four,
three, two...
It's on!
[engine revving]
From Hollywood, California, Adam DeVine.
- BLAKE: What? - ADAM: Yeah!
Join the race!
- ANNOUNCER: Running at the back, it's Blake Anderson!
He's trying to get it in gear.
- [Blake speaking]
- ADAM: If you can't find it, grind it!
- Aah!
Adam!
Whoo!
[laughing]
- ANNOUNCER: Amazing!
- ADAM: Oh [bleep]!
- ANNOUNCER: No, look out, look out!
[crash]
Destroyed by the SUV!
- ADAM: So I was trying to shoot the gap, man!
And, yeah! I thought rubbing was racing!
Turns out you get one little kiss on the front wheel well
and you're out of the damn race!
Now that's racing, baby!
- BLAKE: I did terrible.
[laughing]
- [Adam speaking]
- [Blake speaking]
- ADAM: Since my Hollywood car is down for the count
and Blake couldn't even get out of first gear,
he's graciously letting me take over Beer 30
for the second deadly race of the night.
- BLAKE: Take care of her. - ADAM: Thanks, friend.
Whoo!
The big mama of all demolition races,
no holds barred, twenty lap ultimate destruction
on the big track.
- ANNOUNCER: Green flag!
[screaming]
Adam DeVine getting pushed out of the track.
- Oh!
- ANNOUNCER: Oh, look at Tractor 10 coming out of turn number two.
- There we go! - ADAM: Whoo!
- ANNOUNCER: Adam DeVine takes the lead!
- ADAM: I see you!
[tires screeching]
No!
Oh, no!
- ANNOUNCER: DeVine just gets clobbered!
- He's got a concussion, right?
He does.
- ADAM: Oh, my God, that hurt.
No!
Let's get the [bleep] out of here!
[dramatic music playing]
- BLAKE: This is insane! [grunts] - ADAM: How do I get in this bitch?
And now, for the final event of the night...
the dreaded Double Decker.
This absurd one way trip to hell is all about team work.
Guy on bottom controls gas and brakes,
guy on top, steers.
Let's do this, Blakey.
Ow!
You know what they say...
those who drive together... die together?
Blake! - BLAKE: Yeah?
- ADAM: Use a lot of gas, not a lot of brake.
- BLAKE: I hear you, brother.
- ADAM: But slow down when we get into the turns
'cause this thing can tip.
- BLAKE: All gas, no brake!
- ADAM: What? - BLAKE: All gas, no brake!
- ADAM: No!
- [tires screeching] - [Adam screaming]
- ANNOUNCER: We've got car number three.
- ADAM: Now we're cooking, baby!
- ANNOUNCER: And they take second position!
- ADAM: Let's make a run for the jewels! Ow!
- ANNOUNCER: From the back, straight away climbed to the top.
- ADAM: Whee!
There goes Adam DeVine and Blake Anderson!
Fire crew running out to check on them.
- ADAM: Oh! - BLAKE: Hey, Adam, you good?
- ADAM: I feel like I got hit in the head with a baseball bat.
- BLAKE: We're okay!
- ADAM: We didn't die!
[cheers and applause]
We had it too, boy.
[thud]
- PERSON 1: Holy [bleep]! - PERSON 2: Look at that.
They were gunning for Hollywood.
- This is Bad Ideas with Adam DeVine
and my guest, Blabe Anderson.
- Blake Anderson. - What's that?
- Blake Anderson. - I think I might have a concussion, dude.
- Yeah, we need to get you to protocol. - Jesus.
- Come on.
- ADAM: Do you think I should retire when I'm on bottom?