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No wonder she left him.
(tyres screeching)
Do you really think it upsets me, James,
complete with 185 corners and bends.
but, in these conditions, it's one thing to catch up,
(indistinct chatter on PA)
And Richard Burton, will he able to give you more?
But he's a clever guy, and he's used his time well
as and when we get it,
I mean, (stammers) what about Lotus?
How much does she weigh?
Morning, everyone.
I just hoped I'd married someone
Quicker, quicker, quicker!
It's my honour, Niki, please.
(both yelling)
(all laughing)
me as champion again,
You kill the sport.
- What? - You're disqualified.
(track commentator speaking Italian)
and in the confusion here, we're being told that he may have finished fifth.
after Hunt's aggressive move caused them both to spin out
But it's Lauda who takes the flag here at Kyalami.
James Hunt is determined to make amends
His engine is smoking.
the drivers prepare for...
(commentator) A few laps ago, James Hunt was looking like champion elect.
And you know what? He was right.
But James Hunt has qualified fastest here.
it is clearly a grave incident indeed.
Lewis hamilton gets on a twister of gravel and reminds me of worst driver sir
(French reporter) ls Reutemann driving today, too?
For James,
but was unhurt and joined with the other drivers to rescue Lauda,
-are budgerigars. -(all laughing)
(Latin music playing)
Well, then we'd better move the oil coolers back to the old position.
I'll see you on race day, champ.
When they heard about your condition,
Lauda's lead a mere three points.
in a searing inferno of 800-plus degrees.
2.3.
Don't worry. Something will turn up.
It's the only way to drive.
(Caldwell) James.
anywhere with a train station?
(car engine roaring)
to be even remotely acceptable in terms of risk.
The minute you don't, ciao, ciao.
(grunting)
- Is that right? -It's obvious.
Trust me, this race is all about the start.
(Marlene laughing)
No vulgar logos for cigarettes or condoms.
(driver 3) Keep trying.
(Bubbles) Yeah. Yeah, he can be a loose cannon.
- In New York, working. - Oh.
and out of the world championship.
Okay, now put him in my car, and he'll go round two seconds faster.
(man) James!
(speaking Italian)
flaughs)
(Caldwell) New rear suspension. New wishbones.
Tell them the truth.
It's fucking undriveable!
which explains why you're weaving so much.
- Have a gargle with this. - Thank you.
Lauda has the lead at the moment.
Another season like that and I'll move you up to the big time.
BY Whom?
and the engine needs to be 20 kilo lighter.
(reporter 1) James! (reporter 2) New York Times!
The title going to Niki Lauda,
Well, so? (stammers) We aren't looking for sponsorship.
(driver 1) Come this way. (driver 2) Come on, come on!
(driver 1) Ridiculous. (driver 2) What a waste of time.
He was, wasn't he?
(James) I have a theory why women like racing drivers.
His championship rival, James Hunt, is a long way up the road.
(race commentator) Lauda is clearly furious.
Hunt manages to weave his way between that back marker
that needs your vapid mush to flog it.
And again he runs wide. Again the Hesketh...
(announcer 1) All drivers on the track, caution flags are out.
This car is as good as new. Relax.
(engines roaring)
there is no better driver in the world.
here at Crystal Palace,
Is that from him?
Television rights have been sold all around the world.
Hunt or Lauda?
Heading into Portier, second gear, clip the apex,
- We are appealing it. - We will sort it out.
(93505) Are you crazy?
Yes, compared to you, whom no one likes.
In hospital I asked them straight, no bullshit,
Probably have to sell this place.
(speaking Italian)
(brakes screeching)