In the far distant future,
when all cars are giving up wheels for the air-cars,
there existed the fools who carried on
racing with the vanishing spirit...
The leading pack has entered the long long pass.
In the meantime, relay units have begun moving on to here at the water stop.
Even after two interplanetary wars,
REDLINE's still ever popular amongst the public.
Instead of currently mainstream antigravity engine...
Papa!
My money's on Sonoshee.
You really like her, huh?
I put mine on Deguon.
You're kidding!
I can't.
You stink!
You can squeeze in!
2358 teams made the entry. Preceding Blue Line has—
Who did you bet on?
JP.
No way!
Pa! Where were you?
With 6 teams already having made it,
a battle for the last spot is raging here at Yellow Line.
Papa! This way! Hurry!
Venue for the REDLINE is still under wraps.
Curious to see the result of viewers' request.
Once the winner of Yellow Line is settled,
REDLINE's venue will be announced.
Get around to the right.
Roger.
Our own relay unit Portal has just arrived at the final relay point.
Papa! A Portal is here!
It's a Portal! Look!
Now, let's get back to the race and see who's coming first.
Pa! Get the camera, quick!
It's upside down, Papa!
Papa! The lens cap's on!
Did you see that?! So cool!
Only 50 clicks left in the Planet Dorothy Yellow Line.
Against everyone's expectation,
"Cherry Boy Hunter" Sonoshee McLaren's hover jet is still in the lead,
She's heading straight toward the goal in Crab Sonoshee.
Very first REDLINE champion: Captain-2-Block's Captain the Classic in second.
Followed by the REDLINE regular,
Count Markdie and Spark in their Snake Head.
Coming up fourth ls Lynchman's archenemy,
Psychoman & Lotten's Psycho Rod.
With these four leading the race,
the second group is coming up fourteen seconds behind them.
From planet Supergrass ruled by the Princess with magical powers
Deguon's Fire Bird is leading the group.
Right behind her is Planet Dorothy's own Bons Missile-EP4.
Sweet JP's Transam is seventh at the very end.
The other racers are left way behind.
Looks like it's down to these seven.
Though l have my doubts about JP at this stage.
Doubts, you say?
Just trying to make things interesting here.
What do you announcers know about racing?!
JP's uncorked the nitro on the final stretch!
He's making a break for it!
He broke away from the second group on a rocket ride!
Crab Sonoshee ls still keeping the leading position.
Look out! JP's Transam has caught its tail!
Take this!
Look at JP's splendid move!
The heat is on!
The crowd must be going wild.
Captain the Classic moving up on Crab Sonoshee.
That punk!
He held back till the last quarter like you said.
He's the odds on favorite near the finish.
Everything's hunky-dory, huh, Frisbee?
JP's the only one who can pull off a fixed game like this.
None of these guys can beat him at the Yellow Line.
That's what you say.
You don't think JP would try to win this, do you?
Not a chance.
But if he wins, he qualifies for REDLINE.
You don't think he may just decide to go for it?
That won't happen. I can guarantee that.
You're becoming a nuisance, Cherry Boy Hunter!
Crab Sonoshee's hover jet takes a chance by diving into the river.
You're not getting away!
I'll send you all to hell!
Here we go!
You know, Frisbee, if JP wins,
the syndicate's gonna take a big hit.
Look. He isn't called "Sweet JP" for nothing.
Besides, he wouldn't risk going back in the joint.
''Sweet JP'', huh? I hope you're right.
Bids are locked.
And our position on JP?
All unloaded.
Good.
Now we'll see how your friendship with JP plays out.
Hold it, hold it...
Now!
Overtaking Crab Sonoshee, JP finally takes the lead!
Nobody can catch him now.
He's charging toward the finish line on the nitro drive.
Yes!
You amateurs are shitty racers!
You guys suck!
Let's go.
Thank you!
Sonoshee McLaren won the Planet Dorothy Yellow Line.
A new queen of racing is born!
The ticket to REDLINE is hers.
Listen to the crowd!
This completes the lineup of racers for REDLINE.
The venue for the big race will be announced shortly.
Look.
What?
You first.
No, you go.
After you.
That Transam must cost a fortune.
You couldn't possibly put together a machine like that.
You knew exactly what you were getting into.
You're off the hook with your bondsman now.
That should cover your hospital bill and more.
I'd say it's a win-win.
Racers and mechanics gotta stick together.
You and I make a good team. Always have.
Call me when you wanna get in the game again.
We can make tons of money as a team, you know.
Hey, watch out! You crazy?
I changed my mind. It's all yours.
What's this? An attack of principles?
Your bondsman won't like it.
So I go back in. Probably better off.
What the heck is that?
Wait, wait!
JP! How do you feel about going to REDLINE?
Sweet JP! How about a big smile for our camera?
Don't get me into it!
Are you really going for the race? Will you drop out?
What are you talking about? I just blew the Yellow Line.
What, you didn't know?
Huh?
To replace already declined KURUKURU=DAZA and SHOTO=O-JIN,
the team Miki & Todoroki - the winner of the Blue Line
and JP, who showed a brilliant run at the Yellow Line got nominated.
The hell?!
They just announced the next REDLINE's venue.
It'll be at Roboworld!
Roboworld?!
You shitting me?!
My beloved people of M3 nebula!
I shall fight REDLINE that dares to enter our sector.
Shame on those criminals for disturbing our galaxy's order!
Roboworld is a symbol of humanity that exists for peace.
I can never allow REDLINE to enter this sacred place!
We will destroy any outsiders who enter our territory by any means necessary!
See? No chance.
The next REDLINE's gonna be held at Roboworld...
Confirmed just a few minutes ago.
Can't believe they're allowing this.
That's just it. They're not.
Thought so.
That's why KURUKURU=DAZA and SHOTO=O-JIN dropped out.
I was gonna be in it for fun, you know?
There's no way I'm gonna race while dodging the bullets.
That's true.
I'm a racer now, not a soldier. I've had enough of that shit.
Not me.
Roboworld is an important client of my kingdom.
I'm not ready to give up my life just yet.
So after the popularity poll, the top two teams were picked.
I see...
Are you going...
or will you drop out?
JP, please make a statement!
I take it back, Frisbee.
Fix the Transam, will you?
What?!
So you're going, then?
He won't.
Is that official, JP?
Think twice before you say something.
Give me the camera.
Please give us a comment, JP!
Watch out, Roboworld! Here comes JP!
That's the comment from JP, who qualified for REDLINE.
Oh goody! It's time for the festival of fools again!
I like rough sports every now and then.
Parole
Europass
The ship is approaching Roboworld's satellite, Europass.
Please prepare for landing in the designated pod.
The ship is approaching Roboworld's satellite, Europass.
Please prepare for landing in the designated pod.
Wow! It's picking up speed.
Where's the switch for the flaps?
Is this a coffin or what?!
This is nothing but a serious act of aggression!
Secretary Titan!
Sir!
You must have something to report!
I just received a message from our scout vessels.
They identified a group of ships on Europass's surface.
Europass?
Yes.
Oh, the planet we donated to those pathetic refugees.
It's demilitarized under our treaty with M3 Nebula Federation.
That means our forces must tread very carefully there.
Besides, the refugees from nearby sectors have drifted in
and set up slums all over the place.
It's an ideal hideout for REDLINE racers.
This is what we get for being so generous!
They have the audacity to claim it being the viewers' request.
Don't they know we can't put our military secrets at risk?
No way we'd allow a stupid race in such a sacred place!
Mr. President.
You okay, sir?
Mr. President!
What?
You're not going to stand by and let them pass, are you?
I am the rule!
All those affiliated are guilty and deserve to be hanged!
As the president, I'll take full responsibility because I represent justice.
The entire universe is in need of a strong leadership,
and Roboworld always does right with great heroism!
Colonel Volton!
Are you ready to shed your blood for justice?
More than ready, sir!
Good! Fight with your life for the ultimate justice!
Thank you, sir!
Hey, you!
Hey, I'm talking to you!
Don't you ignore me! Buy the ticket, will ya?
Don't ignore me!
You have money, don't you?
How about I give you a discount?
What happened there?
Get off me.
What happened?
Stop it! Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not here to watch.
Useless! You're so totally useless to us!
Ah, fuck.
Wait!
One, two, three, four...
Next!
ls this it?
You're sure about the exchange rate?
Just about right. Next!
Just about? What the heck is that?
You need to take money more seriously...
You're annoying!
Right here.
What?
Need some smokes.
Got money?
Sure. I just cashed in.
Give me as many as this will get.
Here.
Huh? Is this it?
It's already open.
This ain't right.
Money needs to be taken—
Don't like it? Then leave it!
Just leave it and walk away!
Huh?
Woops.
Dude!
View is clear!
Good. Let's roll!
Nice!
Antigravity engine's not bad.
Yeah...not bad at all!
Done.
Oh, it's you.
This planet is really something, huh?
What did you expect?
This place gets flotsam from all over the galaxy.
It's hard for the idea of service to sink in.
How are you holding up?
Fine, I guess...
Ouch!
Yeah, I can see that.
I got the case from Frisbee. Stuffed with cash.
It's for the Transam.
He used to drop everything to work on your machine.
He sure has changed.
Like you, me and everything else.
Cigs cost more and good junk joints are harder to find.
So where's my wheels?
You really did it this time, ingrate.
What were you thinking using the nitro twice?
You have a death wish?
l need three caps for the REDLINE.
Three!
Hey, watch it!
I'm going up against a bunch of hard cases.
I'm gonna need an edge, aren't I?
You want an edge? Then get your machine armed up.
You know that anything goes at REDLINE.
l can get you armed up good.
This is a race, not a war.
I don't want any of this crap on my machine.
That's right, I forgot. You are ''Sweet JP.''
Don't call me that!
The red rules are you can do whatever the hell you want.
Spirit of fair play will only leave you out of sync.
Out of sync, huh?
30 years in this business and I still got my chops.
I clean up good with all the trades I get at the race.
A little fun on the side wouldn't hurt, either.
Listen, JP.
If you want a stove that'll stand up to three caps of juice, you're talking a redesign from scratch.
If you don't want the crap, all I can do is to get you a new engine and parts.
I wish I could do more.
Hey, you listening to me?
Frisbee can handle the redesigning and tune-up.
You're joking!
Why?
When was the last time you two worked as a team?
Stop it.
Frisbee's not legit anymore.
I said stop it!
He's sold out. He's no good!
Talking about the fix?
He's not the same man. You know that, right?
Helping an ingrate like you is no big deal,
but getting mixed up with that scum is another story.
Racers and mechanics gotta stick together.
You and I make a good team. Always have.
Hey, Frisbee. I was wondering when you'd show.
I may be a scum, but l still got the touch, you know.
Don't judge a man's skill by his character.
So you also learned to sneak around now, Frisbee?
Relax, old man.
If I didn't have the touch. I wouldn't still be here.
Nobody's worried about your touch.
Old man's on board.
I didn't agree on anything.
Hey, quit that!
I guess I'll leave it to the two of you now.
Hey! Where are you going?
Old man will get a new engine.
Frisbee takes care of redesign and mods.
I'll do my job when I put my butt behind the wheel.
Until then, I'll leave everything to you pros.
Like the old days.
He think he's cool or something?
What do you want?
This ain't your seat, punk!
You want some?!
Oh, a comb... Don't make me jump, you fool!
I see you're having a full house today, waiter.
I'm the manager, you jerk!
And enough with wisecracks! The place's deserted.
Just pick a table and settle down, will ya?
Sure, whatever.
Sorry about that, lady.
He won't bother you anymore, so don't worry.
Here's your soup spaghetti a la Europass lobster.
Wow, it looks great!
Enjoy your meal.
Thank you.
Watch what you're wearing!
Oh no! How embarrassing!
What are you doing?
Nothing.
No, seriously.
Excuse me. I'm JP.
JP?
Are you gonna eat that?
Huh?
What's this?
Give me a break...
Mind if I join you?
I'm waiting for someone.
Bummer.
You're that guy from the Yellow Line.
I remember now!
You're going to REDLINE as a substitute, right?
What do you want?
I thought I'd check you out since you're going, too.
Come again?
She saw my underpants...
Winning the Yellow Line with a hover engine...
It's so cool so I wanted to see what's the deal.
And the verdict?
Verdict? Well...
I see an engine geek with no interest in men.
You guessed right!
Wheels are my only love. I know nothing but racing since a kid.
So you are one of those sad lot without human friends.
Why don't you just go now?
My Dad was a racer.
We owned a junk joint.
We used to build our own machines to enter races.
I see.
It was the most natural thing to do...
What's that?
Steamlight. Isn't it pretty?
My Dad gave it to me on my seventh birthday.
So this is a steamlight, huh? I've never seen one before.
They say when burned as fuel, it releases 100 times more energy than gold nitro.
No kidding.
I saw the real steamlight for the first time, too.
Energy source with unlimited capacity...
No man can handle that amount of power, though.
You know a lot, don't you?
Oh, pardon me. I'm Shinkai.
Pleased to meet you.
Aren't you gonna eat that hexagonal worm spaghetti?
It's very good.
Please have some.
Oh goody!
May I perhaps taste some of you as well tonight?
Yummy time!
She would have been mine if you haven't interrupted.
Mr. Substitute.
A reserve, would do.
You guys are racers, right? I saw you on the news.
I'm a racer myself, you know.
Though I must say I'm more known as a mechanic.
I have a partner named Trava.
Trava?
Let me go!
Stop trashing the place! Take it outside!
Trava!
Your partner?
The one who's beaten up, yes.
Which one's beaten?
What the hell did you do that for?
You started it.
Shit! Here he goes!
It's your fault, damn it.
You betrayed the army.
Is the tough guy crying?
That's Little Deyzuna.
He used to be in the army with us.
He becomes impossibly strong when he cries.
Having a race in Roboworld!
You're just doing that to make me suffer!
That's bullshit!
It's nothing personal and you know it!
Liar!
Here comes another trouble.
Well, if it ain't Machine Head Tetsuzin himself.
For real?
Yep.
He's Mr. REDLINE. The fastest man in the galaxy.
Outta my way.
What did you say?
I said, outta my way!
You think you can order me around?
I'm just telling you to move.
That's an order, you moron!
Fine. I'll just go around you then.
That's what you get when you mess with me!
The hell with the race!
Sonoshee!
This way!
What?
Roboworld forces.
You're a hard man to find.
Co-Colonel Volton!
No one gave you an order to leave the base!
I told you to stay put, didn't I?
Look what you did!
Too bad you had to come all the way here to save his sorry ass.
Stay there!
This is a demilitarized zone. We won't stand for this.
So what?
Huh?
I said, so what?
Are you hard of hearing or something?
Oh I can hear you fine.
I just don't need your permission.
Doesn't matter. I got what I came for.
I have my orders to use force on the day of the race.
Jesus...
The meanest troops in the galaxy!
Mr. President generously offered his presence at your silly race.
You should try to be good targets in return.
I suppose having your heads can wait.
Hey, you!
Don't try something stupid.
You're blocking the ventilation.
Beat it.
You've got seven guns pointed at you.
That'll solve my...
Ouch.
Aw!
That hurts...
How's your head?
I'll live.
What were you thinking?
Those bastards were really trying my patience.
Couldn't help it.
You got your plan all screwed up by them, too.
I guess you're right.
Thanks for this. You really are sweet, aren't you?
It's a stupid nickname for the fans,
''Cherry Boy Hunter'' Sonoshee McLaren.
Cherry Boy? What's that?
Haven't you read the paper?
That nickname of yours made quite a headline.
That's stupid!
Don't look at me.
What did you do that for?
Why the sour face?
Cherry Boy Hunter...
Can I ask you something?
What?
Why do you do it?
Why do you?
Me? Not much to tell.
Then don't ask me.
Sorry.
C'mon! Out with it!
I mean...
It's really no big deal.
Really.
I see.
Suit yourself.
You need more muscles if you wanna take those bastards.
Good night now.
G'night.
Hey, you dropped this!
Oh, well.
Go faster! Go!
All right! Go for it!
That was a close one!
Is she okay?
You did great! You drive like the wind!
You gave all you have. Just forget about it.
I'm gonna race in the REDLINE someday!
What?
I busted my ass for it everyday.
I can't afford to waste my time like this!
I'm not like you amateurs who're all talk and no action.
Why don't you quit watching and get over here with the rest of us?
Wow...
I bet she doesn't remember.
JP!
I'm telling you, I can't work with this jerk.
Why?
Your pal here says he doesn't like the engine I got.
You sure about him?
It's REDLINE!
We need something bigger. A lot bigger.
We're talking about the race here!
A man is driving!
This guy's talking about goddamn TRZ airmaster!
Awesome!
Go ahead, laugh!
It's a crap! Sure it's got power but unstable as hell.
Four cycle TRZ airmaster!
All it needs is a dose of Frisbee magic.
Hell it is!
Besides, JP's driving it.
You think he hasn't got what it takes?
You are the only one I have trouble trusting.
Who do you think you are?
Showing up with all that money, then you start to boss me around!
Just get him what he wants.
Not you too!
Get him what he needs.
You're getting yourself killed.
As far as the design goes, Frisbee's in charge.
We're a team, right?
Ha! It's all in the past.
You know how long it'll take to get one of those monsters?
It's your job to get what we need in time for the race.
You're in charge of getting us the engine.
Some things just can't be done.
Old man... please.
Let me race in his machine.
Fine, you fool... It's gonna cost you double though.
Thanks, old man. I owe you one.
Two days away
What speed.
Not as many as I expected.
The ones with money don't come here.
They like keeping it quiet at private tracks.
I get it. This is the place for the struggling racers.
Don't worry. Looks like the engine will make it in time.
He'll get it. He always comes through.
That's our old man.
I talked to Inuki by the way.
Same drill as the last time.
Stay in the last till the third quarter to get your odds down.
Then make your move in the last quarter.
Frisbee.
Once I'm behind the wheel, I'm the boss, right?
I'd rather find another way to pay for the engine.
You may get a spare engine, but not a spare life.
You really have no choice.
We're all in this together.
That includes falling hot sparks and chip crumbs.
An underground mine
That's it for today!
Let's go place our REDLINE bets.
Yeah!
An underground casino
Buy No.4. It's gonna win. It's the current favorite.
Give me 100 on No.4.
How about you?
I'll take 150 on Gori Rider.
You sure? He always comes in fifth.
It won't hurt.
50 on No.2 please.
Don't be stingy. Be bold!
50's good.
I'll take 300 on JP.
You're betting on a long shot, huh?
The odds'll be 25,000 to 1.
I know.
What the hell? What's this?!
Break up this gathering immediately!
Shut up!
Give me money!
This is a violation of law.
Next up is today's segment featuring Crab Sonoshee.
The new engine can dodge missiles by minimizing the heat source.
On the thermograph chart, you can see it's much smaller.
Now the missiles' heat sensor...
My butt's on camera!
Looks like Crab Sonoshee's gearing up for the big race.
The man of sonic speed.
Since his first win at the fourth REDLINE,
this invincible king's been at the top for 20 years.
Machine integrated racer who keeps altering himself along with his machine ''God Wing."
The irrefutable champion of REDLINE!
King of kings, Mr. REDLINE: Machine Head Tetsuzin!
Good evening all. I'm Machine Head Tetsuzin.
Well, for me... how shall I put it?
I'd say I'm in a different league compared to the others.
'Cause in my case, I'm a part of my machine.
For the others, it's "Me and my wheels."
But in my case, It's "I am my wheels," you see?
He can't underestimate his rivals, though.
The royal family's Boiboi and Bosbos make their return,
with Princess Supergrass, the last heir to magical superpowers.
This time around, they've sealed off their magic.
Carefree beauty pair - Super Boins.
Hi there! I'm a super sexy and gorgeous racer, Boiboi.
I don't know about that, but oh well... I'm Bosbos.
We are Super Boins!
Wanna see my schtick?
I can make all kinds of faces.
See?
How about it? Impressive, huh?
I can make funny faces, too.
So cute!
Now you're creeping me out.
So? What do you say?
Dear Princess! We are going to win for sure!
Planet Supergrass's racing singing super idol.
Here's their new single, "'Zooming Gears''!
And how can we forget this amazing pair?
Heel hero of Alsatia.
The strongest, fastest bounty hunters!
The Mad Brothers - Lynchman and Johnny Boya!
We're Lynchman and Johnny Boya, the bounty hunters.
Don't tell me you don't know!
We've never failed catching our targets ever,
'cause we're fast.
That bastard Machine Head has beaten us in the past,
but with a new machine, it's gonna be different.
You'll see. I'll repay my debt from the last time in double.
Don't wet your pants, suckers!
Lynchman's best fight No.7 is now on sale!
What the hell?
Eve
Looking good.
A test car for the image training.
I installed TRZ airmaster's old engine.
No kidding!
You should be able to get a feel with this.
May I?
All yours.
This is great!
This will do.
That's Sonoshee!
Hey, everyone!
After his dramatic crash landing in the Yellow Line,
JP's done it again during his latest test run.
Crashed at 300 km per hour, he was miraculously uninjured.
Showdown between the rivals.
Day before the Yellow Line that Miki and Todoroki were qualified for
a police vehicle relentlessly chased the speeding cars.
And made a bull-charge at the Blue Line champs,
who made it to REDLINE on reserve.
Dirty policeman Hamesh Frini aka ''Gori Rider''!
The tape shows you've overdone it this time.
I'll bust them cocky racers who dare to challenge me by any means necessary.
You got that?!
Give me a comment, Gori Rider.
A police officer known as moral example engaged in adultery?
Care to comment on your affair with Ms. Yang-Sue?
Shut up!
A vengeful wild pair from the shining blue planet,
Miki and Todoroki!
Charismatic racer who turns any roads into a circuit, swears revenge in the REDLINE.
Gori Rider! Mother fuckers!
It's finally here, JP!
Can't get any better than this baby.
80 mm thick cylinder block can give you 35,000 horsepower.
It's the last airmaster.
It's not a dream.
We finally got it...
Thought I couldn't pull it off?
It's a great engine with extraordinary power.
It's up to you now, Frisbee.
I'll have this in the Transam by morning.
With a beefed up stove, it's good for three loads.
Relax, old man.
I'm putting my reputation at stake here.
Must be a pre-race party going on at Roboworld.
A goddess may see those.
Where're you going at this hour?
Gotta go.
Where the hell is he going?
The big race is tomorrow.
No idea.
My job's done here.
An underground transmission station
The walls are 800 mm thick cosmo titanium.
Fire the shock-breaker!
Shit it in!
Damn Robopolice!
Trespassers detected.
Come down from the walk immediately.
You got no business here! Get lost!
Hostile intent detected.
Stop your resistance and surrender.
Over my dead body!
Shoot the runner!
You bastard!
Stay the hell down!
What is it?
Coolie hires have attacked our main power station,
so we switched to the auxiliary power source.
Large-scale weapons are disabled till the power gets restored.
Damn them!
Rest assured, Mr. President.
We have a secret weapon for those who enter our atmosphere.
A giant A.I. we've been developing over the years.
Solar system integrated satellite weapon unit...
The hyper-disintegrator cannon!
Please take a look.
Hey, Lynchman.
What?
Why did the Racing Commission put us up to this?
If the hyper-disintegrator was to blast all to hell,
there won't be any race. That means no betting.
I see.
Get in.
That won't be good for the fat cats.
You know how much money is riding on this?
No idea.
Enough to buy out a couple of planets.
Wow!
Besides, it's gonna be great publicity for them.
REDLINE's odds'll go up, and so will their margins.
I get it.
So this is our target for today?
You got it!
The main power station's system was attacked
by the pro-REDLINE guerrillas consisted of coolie hires.
As a result, the RED-RACERS are kept safe from ground to air strikes.
Roboworld officials are currently working on corrective measures.
According to government sources,
a malfunction of the power station's system has occurred late last night.
When Robopolice has arrived—
Your name?
JP?
Where did you get that?
Weird name.
I'm Sonoshee.
Sonoshee.
With REDLINE being just a day away,
we should keep our eyes on the racers trying to enter Roboworld.
For this non-stop road race in the military exercise base,
each driver's chosen course will be the key.
We've been profiling the REDLINE racers every evening.
On the eve of the big race, we feature JP,
who's entering only because another racer has dropped out.
Like Lynchman who's notorious for his rough play,
JP has a dark past of his own.
According to our research,
this man with a nickname of "Sweet JP"
was indeed a race-fixing specialist in the past.
No way!
The Racing Commission should seriously reconsider its—
Lucky for me. It's still running.
The final day
What was that?
I think it's the Supergrass's scout vessel.
The army of that wicked wizard princess, huh?
So they teamed up with the REDLINE now, did they?
Back up, back up...
A bit more...
Stop!
Too bad you have to race without a test run.
I'll be fine.
JP.
Yeah?
You know the drill, right?
What I know is that it's my show now.
What's that red smoke?
Ta-dah!
Nice work, Princess.
That's a piece of cake.
Planet Supergrass Grass Hall
Now, all we can do is to wait.
We're going there to win, okay?
I have just received information that the Supergrass's Red Angels
successfully marked the finish line by the Roboworld Tower.
That's our princess!
I guess she made it.
Of course.
She's the only one who can use the remote magic.
We must make her proud.
Morning, Sonoshee!
Looks like you're mad at me.
Not really.
We're rivals now anyway.
Once on the race track, friendship won't count.
I guess you're right.
Uh huh.
Sonoshee.
The ship will enter the drop zone in three minutes.
Good luck, then.
You see the transport ship?
Yes, Mr. President.
Let's say the line marked by our HQ is the finish line.
At 800 km west above the expected start line: the Knockout Tower
we detected an energy reading from a hyperdimensional drive.
Hyperdimensional drive?
How dare they violate our airspace using navigation that's supposed to exist only in theory!
I'll teach those RED-RACERS a lesson!
Titan! Arm the disintegrator cannons!
Yes, sir!
Bought your ticket yet?
Hey! You put all on Sonoshee.
Yeah, Sonoshee's my girl.
You're the man!
Give me those pork buns!
Only three left.
That's okay.
Hey, you! You betting or not?
Not yet. I'm waiting for the final odds.
Hot!
What a mess! You're supposed to eat it in one bite.
Okay guys, it's the last call!
Anyone who wants to buy in, step up now.
One minute to the start! I'm closing now!
Give me JP!
One minute to drop point.
All racers, please prepare for the drop.
Hyper-disintegrator cannons arming.
95% energy level. Initiate firing sequence.
Please put on your light shield, sir.
We're entering the drop zone.
We have an energy reading of the transport ship.
It's out of hyperdimensional drive.
Get it on the monitor.
Open fire on visual contact.
Aye-aye, sir.
Fire the cannons!
Firing!
What's wrong? Why aren't they firing?
We have a malfunction.
What?! That's unacceptable!
Good morning, all you lucky fans gathered here today.
Five long years of waiting is finally over!
Machines are dropped from the sky to start the race!
They're heading straight toward the Knockout Tower.
If you're looking for a long shot, he's your man!
JP with his trademark ducktail.
His odds are a whopping 25,000 to 1!
What's going on with that hair?
But his machine's just as impressive.
You see all kinds of designs imaginable in this race,
but I don't think anyone's ever modified a car like JP.
That sure is unique. I gotta love his dedication.
Dedication? Maybe. Or maybe his hair is affecting his brain.
Announcer is me, the rattle-king Void Do.
Commentator is the former RL champ, Mr. Minerva Hanness.
Stay tuned!
Damn red racers!
Mr. President, let my troops take over from here.
All right. Show them what you've got!
All you brave soldiers.
Our time has come!
Those racers'll be approaching from three directions.
Split into 3 groups to counter them!
Volton troops, move out!
Roger!
I'm hit! I'm going down!
Here comes God Wing followed by Bustiesl
Speed Master and Semimaru are right behind.
God Wing made a splash landing.
He's immediately going for a counterattack!
What will you do now, Super Boins?
Holy cow! They're blazing away!
You won't stand a chance unless you make a swift landing.
Lynchman's chasing after Sonoshee. Will he catch up?
Johnny! Shoot the sidewinder into Crab Sonoshee.
Okay!
Jesus, I'm burning! That bastard!
What the hell?!
Huh?
Take this, you fools!
Hot!
No way!
Oh no!
Not bad, Colonel Volton.
Thank you, sir.
What?
I see.
Sir, I just got word. We have another problem.
What now?
It's the broadcast ratings.
82% of broadcast satellites in the M3 Nebula are now
beaming live coverage of the REDLINE to the entire galaxy.
In other words,
every secret military asset and facility on Roboworld—
Smash those racers before they reach zone 7X where Funky Boy's sleeping.
Funky Boy must not be awakened.
He's still a baby that just came out of the womb.
He needs more time to learn listening...
Payback time!
Suckers!
Good job, No.3 engine!
Get a hold of this!
Crab Sonoshee's charging up the slope.
Bold move!
She may be able to take the shortcut,
but Lynchcar and Transam have to go around.
Johnny! l see the dam!
Here we go!
I see you, Lynchman!
You finally caught up, huh? I thought you retired.
You wish!
I'll show you!
Yes! Now we're even!
You wanna play, Sonoshee? I'm game!
Trava...
Regret leaving me behind in the army?
Captain Deyzuna!
What?
We spotted a moving target in 5 km west of here.
Looks like a red racer.
Okay. All vehicles, move to the target!
Roger.
This one's mine. I'm gonna rip his head off!
That weasel! He thinks he can beat me?
I've been waiting for this a long time, Trava!
What the hell do you want?
My sand-biker's gonna whip your sorry ass!
In your dreams, you pathetic little shit!
Come get me!
Now let's check out what JP's up to.
He's finally approaching the dam way behind the others.
I think it's time for JP to retire.
Yeah, really.
Everything's out of balance! Friggin' Frisbee...
What's wrong, JP?
Get her up to speed and you're in the clear.
Don't be afraid to use the gold nitro.
Never thought I'd need this so soon.
Go!
He's skimming across! Did you see that?
I don't believe it!
He made it!
You gotta give it to him. That was impressive.
He's still way behind the rest, though.
You're late, Frisbee.
How's your friend doing so far?
JP's holding the last place as we planned, so his odds will stay low.
He'll make his move in the last quarter,
get his odds up, then he loses.
Same as the last time. No problem.
I'm still worried that he may wanna win the race.
That will cost me a great deal, you know.
There's no guarantee, is there?
You can relax.
There won't be any surprise.
No!
Stop picking on us!
Oh no!
I've had it!
Let's roll!
Hi!
Coochy-coochy-coo.
What's going on, Big Deyzuna?!
Two planes were down before I knew it.
So you lost a couple of planes. No big deal.
Use your head!
Sir!
Dr. Sabose! Quit playing around with those pervs and tits!
Wipe out the racers in the southern sector already!
Sir!
Little Deyzuna! Who told you you can leave the unit?
Sorry, sir! I'll do my best.
Get back in formation and corner them to Zone 7X!
Are you listening to me?
Colonel Volton, please!
Don't let this punk make a fool of me!
Stop raving and get a hold of yourself!
I repeat once more.
Get back in formation and chase them to Zone 7X!
That is an order!
I'm afraid I can't take that order, sir.
I'm entering the race.
Have you lost your mind?
You'll be court-martialed and executed!
Colonel ...I know the risk, but I must do this.
I promise victory!
No! I can't allow that! Deyz...
Colonel Volton! You gonna just stand by and watch?
What do you think?
Attention, all soldiers of Roboworld!
All units sally forth!
Intercept the racers in Zone 7X!
You said all units, Colonel?
You heard me! Move out all units!
All racers are converging at the minefield in Zone 7X.
God Wing takes the lead in the northern sector,
followed by Super Boins.
From the southern sector, Crab Sonoshee's coming!
Trava's Speed Master's coming from the central sector,
with Little Deyzuna right on his tail.
Speed Master's faster than those mines' detonators!
We just got new footage.
Gori Rider is burrowing through underground.
Miki/Todoroki team runs right behind him.
It may be a shortcut, but speed-wise? I'm not sure.
Ouch! You think we've cleared 7X by now?
Probably. Let's get out of here and take them down!
All right!
Let's do this, Miki!
Go get them!
Gumption!
You sure about waking it up?
(Zone 7X) Underground
Yeah. Bioweapon sleeping in the untouchable area,
aka ''Funky Boy.''
We have to count on him to fight Volton's troops.
Gumption!
Coming out!
Gumption!
Miki and Todoroki are making their move.
They took the lead!
Yes, Miki! We're the leader!
Land mine!
Looks like JP's made it to Zone 7X somehow.
What do you mean "somehow"?
Frisbee.
You do know this is business?
Of course I do.
What?!
Look, it's a carrier!
I see they decided to send the Air-Destroyer.
Uh-oh!
Colonel Volton's getting serious.
He kicked me!
I have to end this!
Lynchman!
Johnny, come close to me.
Okay!
Time to use the thunderbolt!
Rotate 120 degree!
On it!
Shit, I missed!
We did it!
Launch flare!
That should teach them a lesson.
Those racers are as good as dead.
There's no need for any further attack.
Mr. President, did you think I'd stop now?
You can't afford to take a pity on those scum.
All right, then.
Damn, I can't break them.
Yes, you can! Just trust yourself!
What's this place?
I'm coming to get you, Sonoshee.
That's a bioweapon.
Isn't it against the peace treaty?
I have a feeling we're not supposed to be seeing this.
How is this possible?
This is a nightmare.
Mr. President, we can't let Funky Boy destroy Roboworld.
It can get us in trouble for a breach of the peace treaty.
We must take measures immediately.
You must make a decision, sir!
Mr. President!
We have got the hyper-disintegrator cannons back on line.
They'll be ready to fire as soon as charging completes.
Hail the President!
Target Funky Boy. He's out of control!
Yes, sir.
Target's set. We're ready to fire.
Take him down in one shot!
Okay, give me the command.
Fire the cannons!
Firing!
Princess!
Excellent! We wiped them out clean.
Energy discharge complete.
We're going to the recharge.
This can't be happening.
Are they really dead?
I don't believe this.
They actually used hyper-disintegrator cannons.
It looks like everyone's been wiped out.
That bastard planted something!
Sonoshee, you all right?
JP.
You okay, Captain Sabose?
I'm fine.
How many planes are left?
18 including the ones that got damaged.
16 sand-bikers left in another unit.
The crow jet unit's wiped out.
I see...
Red racers are in equally bad shape.
Wait for Colonel Volton's order.
Roger out.
You came all this way to win REDLINE, right?
I'm only halfway there.
I didn't get to see the finish line.
I'll show you. Not much room, but you don't mind, do you?
Machine's gonna be too heavy. You can't win.
Yes, l will!
We'll win this together.
That's sweet, JP, but I have to ask you something.
Ask me later. We've got a race to run.
No. I need to ask you now.
Okay, shoot.
Have you been arrested for fixing a race?
Yeah.
What happened?
It was the Yellow MAX series eight years ago.
Our team was on a hot winning streak.
Frisbee decided to hook up with the mafia,
so he could get a better engine and parts.
I entered the race with his life on the line...
and I lost.
After that, he desperately needed the money.
But there was a sting operation against the Inuki gang.
Frisbee was trapped.
That friggin' Frisbee's gonna get JP killed!
So you went to prison for him.
He believed in me and risked his life so I could race.
I always owe him for that.
Then we'll just have to pay him back with this race!
You're gonna help me?
If you're gonna help my dream come true.
It's a deal!
He's got a self-renewal ability.
Must have been some pieces of him left.
Secretary Titan!
Fire the hyper-disintegrator cannons again!
Negative. We need another two hours to recharge it.
Where's Volton now?
I never thought I'd see the day. Is it ready?
Yes, it's ready!
Can we control it?
With your skill, no problem.
You just like the idea of getting new data, don't you?
Very well. Proceed.
Oh, no!
Princess!
This feels great! Wonderful!
I can feel the power!
Let's get out of here, Shinkai!
Okay!
All right! Gori-police custom rider!
You morons! Red racers are running again.
Go after them, now!
Yes, sir!
We should get going.
This is the machine your friend built...
Yeah.
You ready?
Yeah.
With the beefed up stove you gave me,
Sonoshee and I will blast to the top!
Your friend has done well.
Yes.
It's time we wrapped this up.
We're in third. The odds are looking up.
That should give us enough.
No point in getting greedy and ending up in the hole.
It's time for Plan B.
Wait till JP grabs the lead, please.
You promised me!
Then here's a check!
I double your pay this time. Take it!
We're running out of time.
I'm paying both you and JP enough money.
So what are you complaining? Gimme the detonator!
I just gotta see the race to the end. Please.
Us, no...
I wanna see him win!
Sorry, buddy.
You know I'm just doing my job, right?
I don't wanna hurt you. Just hand me the damn thing.
Over my dead body!
Suit yourself. You're dead!
Bye-bye!
Old man, why are you here?
I'll keep this with me for now.
I didn't come here to save you, mind you!
It's just the team mechanic's gotta see the race through.
The driver, the mechanic, and the junk dealer...
Those three make a team, right?
God Wing in the lead is struggling to take control.
This time around, he sustained quite a bit of damage.
Hey! Clear the way!
Jesus! Have you no concern for the road?
I'm having a ball!
Out-course is clear!
Can't get there at this speed.
There!
Go for it!
You're here.
I've got you now.
Are you bold enough to use the steamlight, Sonoshee?
Huh? That's the same as yours...
As a courtesy to stubborn racers like you,
I'm trying to make this interesting.
Bring it on!
Behold the platinum nitro charge!
Platinum nitro charge by Machine Head!
The only man to master the steamlight.
Looks like the king's gonna win again!
Hey, Sonoshee!
We made a deal. Make my dream come true, JP!
Second spot is mine!
Think you can get me?!
That fool! Steamlight?!
No man can handle that!
You can do it, JP!
You serious?
Dunno.
Funny guy, huh? Let's see what he's got.
Let's roll, Todoroki!
Gumption!
Sorry, Deyzuna. Time's up.
Let's go, Shinkai!
Here we come!
Don't leave me!
Too hard to track.
We won't catch up with them.
Hold on a minute!
Huh?
The finish line is on top of the Dest Tower.
No one can climb up the wall to reach the line!
What's gonna happen?
What's the plan?
You'll see. Just watch.
What?!
Oh my!
REDLINE committee's mothership came out of hyperdimensional drive under the Dest Tower
and became the final straightaway!
You see it now?
The final straightaway got joined to the finish line!
Sonoshee!
You ready?
JP's moving up like a bullet! What's going on?
Holy cow! Unbelievable!
I'm gonna win!
I'm the king of kings! You know what that means?
It means the victory belongs to me!
I'm gonna win!
I've got the goddess on my side!
Look at that! JP and Sonoshee are coming!
I see it.
JP! You need the edge to win REDLINE!
You don't deserve to win this race!
Goddamn it! I need something to spark this thing up...
Frisbee, got anything?!
You used them all.
Whoa! JP's engine got blown off!
But wait... he's picking up speed somehow!
Victory's mine, JP!
JP!
Sonoshee!
It's JP and Sonoshee! They are the winners!
JP and Sonoshee came in first at the finish line!
JP! JP!
Sonoshee! Sonoshee!
He's done it!
Interesting...
Aw, that's beautiful.
Sonoshee.
I love you.
I love you too, JP.