Cool Runnings

On your mark, get set, go!

Hey, Derice, where you runnin', man?

- Yeah. - Mornin'.

How are ya?

- Hey, there. - Derice.

- Mornin'. - Faster, Bannock, faster.

Come on, child. You have an Olympics to get to.

Handsome as a lion, that one.

- I could watch that backside all day. - (BOTH LAUGH)

Come on!

Hey, Sanka, this steering wheel is finished.

All right, team, let's get ready for the pre-race cheer.

- Ready? Ready? - Yes, sir! Yes, sir!

All right. One, two, three, toot!

Who's the captain of our crew? Who's a friend to me and you?

Kinda nice, good-lookin' too. Sanka, Sanka! Yea, Sanka!

Get back to work.

Who's the big, hot bag of air who doesn't have to comb his hair?

Who doesn't bathe and doesn't care? Sanka! Sanka!

- Yea, Sanka! Hey! - Sanka!

What's happenin', star? Where you been, man? You almost missed

my all-time, world record seventh derby in a row.

Easy, Rasta. I'm not gonna forget

- ...my best friend on his day of days. Derice.

My grandfather says you're definitely going to make it to the Olympics.

He says you're even faster than your father.

Yeah, man. Do it for Jamaica. - You know what my grandfather says?

What? - Get back to work!

- Booie, booie! - (PROTESTING)

Good luck, man. I'll see you at the finish line, all right?

- Hi, Momma Coffie. - Hi, Derice.

- Derice, is Sanka ready? - Who knows?

That boy's never ready. He's a lazy, crazy, sorry, no-good bag of bones.

- (LAUGHS) - So, what you laughing at?

All pushcarts to the start position.

- Ready, little man? - Ready, big man.

Kiss the lucky egg.

- (CROWD CHEERING, SHOUTING) - Let's go.

- On your marks. - Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme.

Get on up, it's pushcart time!

- And go! - (HORN BLARING)

Go!

Here we go, Winston! Me rocket has been launched!

Hey, pokey! Where'd you get that cart?

Clear out! Move out! Look out! (LAUGHS)

Sanka Coffie! Pushcart champion!

- Pushcart champion! - Get away! Get away!

Hey, grandma! Outta my way!

Hey, Sunday driver! Make room for the Rasta Rockett! Make room!

- Sanka! Four more carts left. - Pee wee, move! Move out!

I love Jamaica and Jamaica loves me!

Champion! Champion! You can't mess with the best!

- Move over! Move over! Get away! Get off me!

- Come on, Sanka, get... - Get him! Get him!

One more time, Sanka. Go, go, go!

Yes! We win! Oh! Oh, no!

- No! - (SCREAMING)

Jump, Winston! Jump! Ohhh!

Uhhh!

Sanka!

Move, man. Move, move, move!

Sanka. You dead?

Yeah, man. (GROANS)

And where do you think you're going?

- You caught me. - (BOTH LAUGH)

- You have papers to grade. - I'm just getting in one last run.

Mm-hmm.

Can't believe the trials are finally here.

- You nervous? - I'm not nervous. I'm ready.

I've been ready for this day my whole life.

I don't care how fast they run. I'm gonna run faster.

I don't care how much they want it.

I want it more.

I'm goin' to the Olympics, baby.

I feel it. I'm gonna win the gold.

Derice, are you nervous?

- I'm terrified. - (BOTH LAUGH)

It's my turn, Joy. It's my turn.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final event...

of today's Olympic tryouts.

We have now come to the main event of our games,

the running of the 100-meter finals.

We've had a most successful afternoon...

and I'd like to congratulate all of the athletes...

who have participated in today's events.

- You sure no one can beat him? - Oh, sure, I'm sure.

I'm just a little concerned about that big baldy.

Let me first congratulate our athletes on a splendid performance.

And let me remind them that only the top four finishers...

will earn the right to represent Jamaica...

in the forthcoming summer games in Seoul, Korea.

- W-Wait. You're Derice Bannock, right? - That's me.

Oh. I hope I make the team.

It would be a real honor to run with you.

- Good luck to you. - Good luck to you.

Derice Bannock. Hey, good luck to you too.

Runners, take your marks!

Get set!

Mr. Coolidge, please. You have to run the race over.

I'm sorry, Derice, nothing can be done.

But I was born to compete in the Olympics.

Then you're gonna have to work on your boxing or your cycling.

Those are the only other two sports in which Jamaica competes.

I am not a boxer. I am a runner.

And it wasn't fair.

It rarely is, my boy. It rarely is.

Well, poppa, what do I do now?

Look, Derice. Let it go, will you? Let it go.

You will have another chance in four years.

Yeah.

Mr. Coolidge, who's the other man in the picture with my father?

Irving Blitzer. He's an American who lives here.

Unless, of course, he's been arrested or shot.

- Excuse me? - Well, he's a bookie now.

Takes his bets in a small pool hall just past Sandy Bay.

Isn't that a gold medal around his neck?

Oh, yeah. That lunatic was an Olympic bobsledder...

who tried to get your father to switch sports.

He had some theory about using track sprinters to push the bobsled.

Some ridiculous thing like that. Can you imagine,

a Jamaican bobsledder?

And you sure this man, he lives on the island?

Oh, yes.

- Mr. Coolidge, thanks a lot. - Good, Derice.

- Oh. Could I borrow this picture? - Bring it back.

Yes. Thanks a lot, Mr. Coolidge.

- Oh. Just one more thing. - Hmm?

What's a bobsled?

That's a bobsled!

Oh! So a bobsled is a pushcart with no wheels.

- That's what it looks like here. - Let me see that.

All right. "The key elements for a successful sled team...

are a steady driver and three strong runners to push off down the ice."

Ice!

Ice!

Well... it's kind of a winter sport, you know.

You mean winter as in ice?

Maybe.

You mean winter as in igloos and Eskimos and penguins and ice?

- Possibly. - See ya.

- Where you goin'? - I'm gonna take a hot bath.

I'm gettin' cold just thinkin' about all this ice.

No, man! You're gonna be part of my bobsled team.

What you need me for?

Who... is the best pushcart driver...

- in all of Jamaica? - You're lookin' at him!

- Then you're gonna do it? - No!

Hey, man, you could be famous.

You could have your picture on a Wheaties box.

But you said no, and that's all right because I don't need ya.

Everybody is gonna want to be on my bobsled team.

Look, star, let me tell you a little somethin', all right?

When you need something from me, you don't have to hand me a bunch of lines.

All you have to do is look at me in the eye and say,

"Sanka, you are my best friend.

We've been through a whole heap together and I really, really need you."

Sanka, you're right.

And you are my best friend. And we've been through a whole lot together.

- Heap. Heap. - Sorry, man. A whole heap together.

And I really, really need you.

Forget it!

- But you just said if I said that, man... - All right, all right,

all right.

All right, man.

So, let's talk about this "billsled" team.

No. Bobsled team. - Whoever.

Now about the Wheaties box. I'm gonna be on it by myself, right?

No, man, you're gonna be on it with me.

And down the stretch they come! Tumbleweed is holding on...

- as Captain Video... - Yes, Tumbleweed!

- Is still running on the outside. - Yes!

- ...is dropping back - Come on!

- As Tumbleweed holds the rail. - That's it!

Good Tumbleweed! Good Tumbleweed!

- Tumbleweed is slowing! - No, Tumbleweed, no! Bad Tumbleweed!

What are you doin'?

Tumbleweed can't hold it as he gets pinned against the rail.

Don't do that! Let him out!

- Tumbleweed is... - Don't!

- Running gamely, but Captain Video... - I need this one!

- Is just a little bit too strong. - Please! Come on!

- Here they come! Yes! - No!

Tumbleweed can't hold it as Captain Video takes charge.

What?

And it's Brewster finishing in second. Susan's Pride...

finishes third and Tumbleweed is nowhere in sight.

But my, oh, my, the odds-on favorite

showed his true colors with that late stretch run.

Uh-huh.

Tumbleweed held on momentarily, but realistically,

only a fool would put their money on Tumbleweed.

- That horse had no chance whatsoev... - Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

- (BANGING CONTINUES) Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

That guy won two gold medals?

I think so.

That's Tumbleweed gone. Okay, next race.

Excuse, me. Are you Mr. Irving Blitzer?

Well, that depends on who's asking.

My name is Derice Bannock. This is my teammate, Sanka Coffie.

Greetings, sled god.