9-1-1

We're not sure where this chase started,

but the vehicle is currently

moving west on the 710 freeway.

Whoa, that was close!

I count four LAPD vehicles in pursuit.

He's got to be going at least 100 miles an hour.

105 in a 65 mile an hour zone.

He passed me about three miles back.

Is the suspect male?

The suspect was a blur.

Could you tell if there was anyone else

in the vehicle?

The only way we're gonna see who's in that car

is if we get a whole lot closer.

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I'm sorry, did you say you're in the car

that the police are chasing?

Yeah, I'm the driver. The police are chasing me!

What's your name?

It's Tony. Tony Bryson.

Okay, Tony, I'm Maddie. Can you tell me what's going on

and why you won't pull over for the police?

Because I can't! The gear shifter thing broke

and now, it just keeps speeding up.

I can't stop the car. Please help!

You think the kid's telling the truth?

I think children, as a rule, are pathological liars.

So who knows?

But this one seems pretty scared.

15 years old, he probably

doesn't even have his learner's permit.

All right, send me every unit you can spare.

We're gonna need to shut down this freeway.

Tony, what's your speed right now?

100, 105.

And your foot isn't on the gas pedal?

No, I'm not touching it at all.

It's like the car's possessed.

It's like I knew I wasn't supposed to be driving it

and it's punishing me.

Okay, and you've tried using the brake?

It didn't work. The car wouldn't stop.

It started shaking real, real bad.

I thought I was gonna crash.

There's no way that you can shift the car into neutral?

I'm trying. I can't get it into gear.

Please help me. I can't hurt the car.

Hey, the car is not important right now.

- Only you are. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

My dad will kill me if anything happens to this car.

Okay, I don't think that's true.

No, he loves it more than anything.

More than me. Like, no one's

supposed to drive it.

He doesn't even drive it.

He just sits in it listening to Phil Collins.

Okay, Tony, I'm sure that your father...

You have to find another way!

I think he's getting tired.

We may have even less time than we thought.

Isn't there any other way to stop him?

He's going too fast for a PIT maneuver.

We could try spike strips, but if those tires

don't hit just right, he could lose control.

- Flip the car. - The convertible.

Um, maybe if he aimed for the strips?

An inexperienced driver

in a car doing triple digits?

There's no way he could hit a target that small.

But he could probably hit something bigger.

Kid's car is moving like a runaway freight train,

but they got a plan to slow him down before he crashes.

- So we're on cleanup duty? - Not exactly.

Are you insane?

That car is a 1970 Ferrari Daytona Spider!

And if he so much as puts a scratch on it,

I swear to God, I...

Tony is already more afraid of hurting that car

than he is of hurting himself.

Partially because he is 15, but mostly because

he thinks you love that car more than him.

Of course I... he doesn't...

he didn't actually say that, did he?

Yes, he did.

Now, please, I need you to talk to him

and tell him he's wrong, and I need him to believe it.

- Okay. - We got a cruiser

coming to you now.

He's here, he's here.

Maddie, you still there?

Maddie, what's going on? Where are you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm here.

The police are slowing down.

Why? What's happening?

- Tony, can you hear me? - Dad?

Oh, God, Dad, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

- I really screwed up. - No, no, it... it... it...

it's fine, son.

- You're not mad? - Of course not.

It could happen to anybody, right?

Why aren't you mad? You love this car.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I do love the car.

I mean, it is a one-of-a-kind car, Tony.

But I mean, you're a one-of-a-kind kid, too, right?

- Oh, my God, I'm gonna die! - What?

That's why you're doing this.

You're just pretending not to be mad.

- I told you I'm not mad! - No, you're totally mad!

I know it! You're just not yelling at me

because you don't want our last words to be...

- That is not... - I just took the car

to show my friends.

Like, they didn't believe that some stick in the mud

- could have such a cool car... - Stick in the mud?

It was just supposed to be fun

and now, I'm... I'm gonna die.

You're not gonna die, okay?

I may wring your neck once I know you're safe.

So please, just shut up and listen to me

for a second, all right?

The car doesn't matter, okay?

None of it matters, Tony.

All that matters is that you get out of there in one piece.

That's all that I care about.

Maddie says she has a way to stop the car.

I need you need to listen to her

and then do exactly what she says, okay?

Okay. What do I do?

Okay, there's an exit coming up.

They're clearing a stretch of Woodley Avenue.

We'll meet them there.

- How fast is he going? - 105.

Once he gets to Woodley Avenue, he'll hit the brakes,

hope he slows down a little.

- And that's where we come in. - That's a vintage car.

You worried about damaging a classic, Chim?

I'm worried about damaging a kid.

Airbags weren't standard until the '80s.

A car that old, we're lucky it has a shoulder harness.

But if they can get it down to 60 or 70...

I like his chances better.

What kind of crazy person came up with this plan?

My wife.

I see him. He's taking the exit.

Kid's on the move.

Is everyone in position?

Bobby, are you ready?

I'm getting in position on Woodley Avenue.

All right, Maddie, we're ready.

Let's do this.

- Are you ready, Tony? - Yeah, hitting the breaks now.

Remember, constant pressure. Don't pump them.

Slowing down.

It's shaking again. I don't like this.

No, no, no, that's okay. That's okay, it's gonna shake.

Just stay on the brakes.

Keep the wheel straight.

What's your speed?

95, 90, 85.

80.

It's not going any lower.

Oh, my God, there's a fire truck!

What do I do? Do I go around it?

Keep going straight.

Stay right behind the truck.

Do you know where the emergency brake is?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, the truck's slowing down. It's getting real close.

Good, now pull the parking brake and hit that truck.

- What? - Hit the truck!

Help, hey, help!

We got him, Cap.

Getting the dry chem, Cap!

Tony!

- Dad? - Is he okay?

Broken nose, a possible concussion.

Or he hit the steering wheel.

Was it just your head or your chest too?

Head.

I'm not seeing any signs of chest trauma.

They'll do scans at the hospital just in case.

Buddy, it's gonna be okay.

They're gonna take you to the hospital.

You'll be all right, okay?

- I'm sorry, Dad. - It's all right.

It's just a car.

There'll be an investigation

to determine what caused the car to malfunction.

I'd call it a loose clutch.

Looks like the gear shift broke clean off under the boot.

Throttle must have gotten stuck wide open

from the linkage break.

Wait, how's the car? Can it be fixed?

Here, something to remember it by.

You know, I heard there's a Testerossa

coming up for auction soon.

What do you say we get that instead?