Wheels of Fire

Trace!

I see you still haven't changed your colours, huh?

- How about you? - No complains.

- Hey look, where can I find the nomads? - Over there.

Thanks.

Anytime you want to get back on the team, let me know.

That'll be the day.

That's the man himself.

- Arlie! - Trace!

What are you doing here anyway?

I heard you picked up with this nomad bunch and I wanted to see how you were doing.

We had an agreement, remember?

Yeah kid, I remember.

Hey what the hell is going on here anyway?

Relax Bo, this is my brother.

Trace, right? Yeah, Arlie's told me all about you. Real pleasure.

- Ain't he a beauty? - Hey pretty boy! Anytime you're ready, huh?

Excuse but, duty calls.

That's for luck.

Hey, how can I lose?

They wrestle after car keys.

What is the deal?

Bo's got a bet he can take out that skinny punk.

Oh yeah? What are the stakes?

My car against the punk's car.

Your car? Those are your keys?

There's no way that punk can take them.

Oh, shit!

Who the hell is this?

They pulled the switch!

This dude's a ringer, Trace. He wasn't part of the deal!

Trace! Do something!

Great, now he's got the keys.

Here, hold this.

Go away! He's mine!

Let's get moving Arlie, the show's over!

Come on, kick it!

Come on. Get up.

Follow me!

He's got the keys! What should I do?

Watch out!

Go! Just go!

Okay.

Split them up, Trace.

What the fuck is he doing?

He's gonna split the pack!

Almost lost your ass, didn't you, Bo?

What, you think so? You think they can get my ass?

Yeah, if Trace wasn't there, you would've lost your ass.

No shit.

Kiss my sweet ass, punk face!

Holy shit!

What's he gonna pull now?

Eat this!

Oh, God!

Pretty good, huh Trace?

Well I taught you pretty good.

I thought.

Hey man, she was terrific.

How does your ass look now?

Hey fine, I show you mine if you show me yours.

How much you got?

I don't know.

You think I'll like it?

I guess it might grow on you.

What is it, Trace?

There.

What do you see?

Could be anything. It's coming this way, we better get moving.

Looks like... yeah, it's Scourge.

What do you think? Maybe we should split up. Leave two different trails.

Not a bad idea.

We stay together.

Wait, I got it. Remember the waterhole we found last winter? 90 miles west of here, right?

Yeah.

We'll meet you there tomorrow morning!

Yeah, sounds like a winner.

No way, we're staying together!

Come on, let's go.

Come on! Wait for me in the car.

Look Trace, I can take care of myself, okay? I can tell you don't like him.

- I don't trust him. - You don't trust anybody!

Come on Arlie, use your head!

He's just after what he can get from you, kid.

You didn't say anything about checking up on me or choosing my men for me.

I'm tired of running through guys, trying to find one you like.

Okay, we better get moving. You take the highway.

I'll take the desert so they will follow my dust. I'll see you tomorrow, and then we'll talk.

What's to talk about?

Tomorrow, okay?

What the hell's going on anyhow? Somehow I get the feeling I'm in competition with the asshole.

Give me a break, he's my brother for Christ's sake.

Yeah, who needs him anyways?

Hey! You're wasting gas!

Fuck you!

Robot! Follow that one!

- Scag, go get him! - Yeah, boss!

Let's go!

We got him where we wanted, let's go assholes! The scum belongs to me!

Come on! Let's get him! Come on, man!

Move out!

Let's kick off!

Hold it, Bo.

I say, cut it out!

I think I hear something!

Oh, come on Arlie.

Can't you hear that!

I don't hear nothing! Anyways, your brother say they'll folow him, not us. Remember?

Shut up Bo! I'm trying to listen!

Goddammit Bo, get off of me!

Oh shit!

Get away from me!

Hands off you stinking pigs! You fucking goons!

You want the girl, take the girl! You want the car, take it!

I'll tell you what, I'll join with you!

You fucking bastard!

Shut up, woman.

Hey take it easy man! I'm on your side, guys.

Put her down!

Strip her!

What's your hurry, Scag? Keep your pants on.

Not a bad looking piece.

Too good for you greaseball! I'm not dog food!

I like this one, she has spirit. Take her to the camp.

No mangling, understand?

Come on, let's drag this bitch over here!

What are you doing to me?!

What about him, boss?

Hey, let me join up with you, just give me a chance! I'll do anything!

What do you say, boys?

Looks like you're in.

Provided you make it to the initiation.

Initiation?

You motherfucker!

I want first.

Wait! Let's take him for a jeep tour.

What happened to Arlie?

They got her.

Who?

Who got her?

Scourge...

Well, I'm gonna get her back.

Oh God! Do something! Help me, please!

Kill me!

Let me go, you miserable faggots!

You're not going anywhere.

I hate your stinking guts!

Let me have her, she makes you look bad.

I'm going to make me turn you over to Scag.

You want that?!

Fuck off!

You want it?

You can have it.

After I'm finished.

Clean her up.

The ownership convoy left this morning, headed to the outpost to the true believers.

Scag, take a patrol out tonight and intercept that convoy.

- And bring the cargo here, we could use it! - Yes, sir!

Get off!

Sure got a funny way of saying thank you.

I'm taking your car. The keys?

Inside.

You are one of Scourge's man?

Where is the son of a bitch?

You're looking for Scourge? So am I!

And since we're both after him, why don't we travel together?

Just who the hell are you?

They call me Stinger.

It figures.

So what do you say?

I don't even like you very much.

I like your bird. Get in.

Why are you tracking Scourge?

I'm a sort of a hunter.

What kind of a hunter.

Look, you haven't exactly been straight with me. You haven't told me a damn thing about yourself.

Why should I?

If that's the way you feel, we don't have to talk to each other at all.

Fine by me.

What are you gonna do?!

Don't stop grandpa.

I've got one shell left Spike, you go!

I can't leave you here!

Run Spike run! Don't stop!

Grandpa?

Hurry, before the see you!

He can't be far!

Hey! Go get him!

Alright let's go!

Where're you gonna bed down?

Out there somewhere.

Wanna come in here?

Just 'cause we're travelling together...

Doesn't mean we're sleeping together.

Who the hell are they?

They're sand men. They rob idiots like you who wander off the road. And eat them.

How do you know all that?

I can hear what they're thinking.

Let's go!

What's the matter sweetheart? You don't like my looks?