1:00:00
We don't show him, but I figured
he might be part of your team.
1:00:03
-He is. Don't worry. I'll get it to him.
-Yeah.
1:00:05
Um, what confused us
was, uh...
1:00:08
Dr. Gonzo's signature
on the telegram from Los Angeles
when we knew he was right here.
1:00:12
Right.
You did the right thing.
1:00:14
Never try to understand a press message.
About half the time, we use codes.
1:00:18
Especially with Dr. Gonzo.
See ya.
1:00:20
- Um, tell me.
- [ Tires Screech ]
1:00:24
When will the doctor
be awake ?
1:00:27
- Awake ? What do you mean ?
- Well, um...
1:00:31
my manager, Mr. Heem,
would like to meet him.
1:00:35
It's nothing unusual, um--
1:00:37
Mr. Heem likes to meet
all of our large accounts...
1:00:41
put'em on a personal basis,
you know ?
1:00:44
Just a chat and a handshake.
You understand.
1:00:46
Of course,
but if I were you...
1:00:48
I would leave the doctor alone
until after he's eaten his breakfast...
1:00:50
because he's
a very crude man.
1:00:52
Jesus God !
1:00:55
- No !
- [ Tires Screech ]
1:00:57
But he will be available,
huh, maybe later this morning ?
1:01:02
Look, the telegram
is actually all scrambled.
1:01:06
It's actually from Thompson,
not to him.
1:01:09
All right ? Now, I've got to go.
I've gotta get to the race.
1:01:13
- B-But there's no hurry.
The race is over.
- Not for me.
1:01:16
Well, um--
Let's have lunch !
1:01:19
Righty-o, man.
Righty-o.
1:01:22
- ~ Now, the bricks
lay on Grand Street ~
- Jesus.
1:01:28
Bad waves of paranoia.
Madness. Fear and loathing.
1:01:33
Intolerable vibrations
in this place. Get out.
1:01:36
The weasels were closing in.
1:01:38
I could smell the ugly brutes.
1:01:40
Do me one last favor, Lord.
1:01:42
Just give me five more high-speed hours
before You bring the hammer down.
1:01:46
Just let me get rid of this goddamn car
and off this horrible desert.
1:01:51
~ Oh, Mama ~
1:01:55
~ Is this really the end ~
1:01:58
- ~ To be stuck inside of Mobile ~
- Oh, you evil bastard.