In the far distant future,
when cars are giving up wheels in their changeover to the air-cars,
there still exist fools
who carry on a vanishing spirit of racing...
Parole
Parole
Satellte Europass
Twodays to REDLINE
ROBOWORLD Miner al Extraction Site
ROBOWORLD Illegal Under Betting Parlor
REDLINE Eve
REDLINE Eve
ROBOWORLD Underground Power Relay Station
RED LINE Finals Day
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And the leading pack has entered the long, long pass.
In the meantime, the relay units have begun...
...moving on to the water stop here.
Even after two interplanetary wars,
REDLINE's still as popular as ever with the public.
This is the true ultimate race, where anything goes...
The only rule is that racers must use retro-style engines..
instead of the currently mainstream anti-gravity engine.
My money's on Sonoshee.
You really like her, huh?
I put mine on Deguon.
You're kidding!
So?
I can't.
You stink!
You can squeeze in!
Once again, teams have entered from all over...
in pursuit of the title "The Fastest in Space."
Who did you bet on?
JP.
No way!
Papa! Where were you?
teams qualified in the BLUELINE preliminary races from their home worlds,
while teams made it through the YELLOWLINE race.
A battle for the last spot is now raging here at YELLOWLINE.
Papa! This way! Hurry!
The venue for REDLINE is still under wraps.
We're all curious to see the result of viewers' request.
Once the winner of YELLOWLINE is determined,
REDLINE's venue will be announced.
Get around to the right.
OK.
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.
Don't push me!
Papa! Get the camera, quick!
It's upside down, Papa!
Papa! The lens cap's on!
Wow! Did you see that!? So cool!
Only klicks left in the Planet Dorothy YELLOWLINE.
Against everyone's expectation,
"Cherry Boy Hunter" Sonoshee McLaren's hover jet is still the lead.
She's heading straight toward the goal in Crab Sonoshee.
And there's the very first REDLINE champion:
Captain- -Block's Captain the Classic in second.
Followed by the REDLINE regular,
Count Markdie and Spark in their Snake Head.
Coming up fourth is Lynchman's archenemy,
Psychoman & Lotten's Psycho Rod.
With these leading the race,
the second group is coming up 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 m*ssile-EP .
And bringing up the rear is Sweet JP's TransAm.
The other racers are left way behind.
Looks like it's down to these seven.
Though I 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 is hanging on to the lead.
Look out! JP's TransAm is on its tail!
Take this!
Look at those fantastic moves from JP!
This has turned into one hell of a battle!
The crowds must be going wild.
Captain the Classic moves up on Crab Sonoshee.
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?
If there's anyone who can pull off a fix like this, it's JP.
None of these guys can b*at him at the YELLOWLINE.
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 boost.
Yes!
You guys aren't just amateurs. You're total sh*t!
sh*t racers!
Let's go.
Thank you!
Sonoshee McLaren won the Planet Dorothy YELLOWLINE.
A new queen of racing is born!
And the ticket to REDLINE is hers.
Listen to the crowd!
This completes the lineup of racers for REDLINE.
And the venue for the big race will be announced shortly.
Look.
What?
You first.
No, you go.
After you.
"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 back in the game.
We can make tons of money as a team, you know.
What the f*ck was that for?
I changed my mind. It's all yours.
What's this? An att*ck of principles?
What about your bondsman?
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!
Hey, leave me out of this!
Are you really going for the race? Will you drop out?
What are you talking about? I just blew the YELLOWLINE.
Exactly.
What, you didn't know?
Huh?
To replace the already declined
KURUKURU=DAZA and SHOTO=O-JIN,
the team Miki & Todoroki - the winner of the BLUELINE
and JP, who made a brilliant run at the YELLOWLINE, have been nominated.
The hell!?
They just announced the next REDLINE's venue.
It'll be at Roboworld. Roboworld!
Roboworld!?
Roboworld?
My beloved people of the M nebula!
I will not allow the REDLINE to enter our Roboworld!
Shame on those REDLINE criminals for disturbing the peace of our nebula!
Our Roboworld exists as a symbol of peace for humanity.
I can never allow REDLINE to enter this sacred place!
Any REDLINE outsiders who inv*de our territory...
will be destroyed, by any means necessary.
See? No chance.
The next REDLINE's gonna be held at Roboworld...
Confirmed just a few minutes ago.
I 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 ditching the b*ll*ts.
Good point.
I'm a racer now, not a soldier. I've had enough of that sh*t.
I cant do it.
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 teams were picked.
I see...
JP, 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.
Please give us a comment, JP! A simple yes or no.
Give me the camera.
Please give us a comment, JP!
Watch out, Roboworld! Here comes JP!
And there you have it from JP, who has qualified for REDLINE.
All right, he's in! JP's in!
Oh goody! It's time for the festival of fools again!
I like rough sports every now and then.
The ship is approaching Roboworld's satellite, Europass.
Please prepare for landing in your designated pod.
The ship is approaching Roboworld's satellite, Europass.
Please prepare for landing in your designated pod.
Wow! It's picking up speed.
Flaps... Flaps... Where's the switch for the flaps?
Is this a coffin or what!?
This is nothing but a serious act of aggression against Roboworld!
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.
The planet we donated to those pathetic refugees.
It's demilitarized under our treaty with the M 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's by the viewers' request.
Don't they know we can't put our m*llitary secrets at risk?
There's no way we'd allow a stupid race in such a sacred place!
Mr. President.
Are you alright, sir?
Mr. President!
What?
You're not going to stand by and let them pass, are you?
I am the rule!
All those affiliated with REDLINE are guilty and deserve to be hanged!
As president, I'll take full responsibility!
Because I represent justice.
The entire universe is in need of strong leadership,
and Roboworld stands heroically by its principles!
Colonel Volton!
Sir!
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 a ticket for REDLINE, 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 l'm not here to watch.
Useless! You're so totally useless to us!
Ahh... f*ck!
Wait!
, , , ...
Next!
Is 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 serious...
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.
What, is this it?
It's already open.
This ain't right.
Hey, granny! Money needs to be taken...
Don't like it? Then leave it.
Just leave it and walk away!
Huh?
Woops.
Whoa!
View is clear!
Good. Let's roll!
Nice!
These antigravity engines aren't bad.
Yeah... not bad at all!
Done.
Oh, it's you, JP.
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?
Alright, I guess...
Ouch!
Yeah, I can see that.
I got the case from Frisbee. Stuffed with cash.
It's for fixing up 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 TransAm?
You really did it this time, you ingrate.
What were you thinking, using the nitro twice?
You got a death wish?
I'll need three caps for the REDLINE.
Three?!
Hey, watch it, Pops!
This is a totally different level than the YELLOWLlNE.
I'm gonna need an edge, won't I?
You want an edge? Then get your machine armed up.
You know that anything goes at REDLINE.
I can get you armed up good.
REDLINE's a race, not a w*r.
Keep that crap off of my machine.
I see you're as stupidly soft as your nickname implies.
Don't call me that!
In the REDLlNE, you can att*ck or interfere with the others any way you want.
You're behind the times by trying to play fair.
Behind the times, huh?
years in this business and I still got my chops. Not bad, huh?
I clean up good with all the trades I get at the race.
A little fun on the side wouldn't hurt, either.
A little fun.
Listen, JP.
If you want a stove that'll stand up to caps of juice,
you're talking a redesign from scratch.
If you don't want the weapons,
all I can do is to get you a new engine and custom 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.
He's sold out. He's no good!
I say stop it.
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. Took you long enough.
I may be a scum, but I still got the touch, you know.
Don't judge a man's skill by his character.
So, you've also learned to sneak around now, Frisbee?
Relax, Pops.
If I didn't have the touch, I wouldn't still be here.
Nobody's worried about your touch.
Pop's on board.
I didn't agree to anything.
Hey, quit that!
I guess I'll leave it to the two of you now.
Hey! Where are you going?
Pops will get a new engine.
Frisbee'll take care of the 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 is deserted.
Just pick a table and settle down, will ya?
OK, OK.
Sorry about that, Miss.
He won't bother you anymore, so don't worry.
Here's your soup spaghetti a la Europass lobster.
Looks great!
Enjoy your meal.
Thank you.
You're breaking the dress code, Manager.
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.
I remember now! You're that guy from the YELLOWLINE.
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 YELLOWLINE with a hover engine...
was so cool that I wanted to check out the racer by myself.
And the verdict?
Verdict? Well...
I see an engine geek with no interest in men.
Bingo!
Wheels are my only love. I've known nothing but racing since I was a kid.
So, you're one of those sad types who can't make any human friends, huh?
Meaning what? 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...
Is that steamlight?
Yes, steamlight. Isn't it pretty?
My dad gave it to me on my th birthday.
So this is a steamlight, huh? I've never seen one before.
They say when b*rned as fuel,
it releases times more energy than gold nitro.
No kidding.
This is my first time seeing real steamlight, too.
An 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 soup.
It's so good!
Please help yourself.
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 JP.
Call me a reserve.
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 is that?
Hey, that hurt!
You started it.
sh*t! 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 on Roboworld!
You're just doing that to make me suffer!
That's bullshit!
It's nothing personal and you know it!
Liar!
Hm. More weirdoes on the scene.
Well, if it ain't Machine Head Tetsuzin himself.
For real?
Yep. He's the Mr. REDLINE. The fastest man in the galaxy.
Outta my way.
Don't order me around.
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, if you won't move, I'll go around you.
That's what you get when you mess with me!
The hell with the race!
Sonoshee!
This way!
What?
Looks like Roboworld forces.
You're a hard man to find, Little Deyzuna.
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 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 Roboworld soldiers hard of hearing?
Oh, I can hear you fine. I just don't need your permission.
Doesn't matter. I got what I came for.
Oh yes, and I have orders to use force on the day of the race.
Seriously?!
Volton's Hell Troops have been ordered into action?
The president generously offered his presence at your silly race.
You should try to be good targets for our troops in return.
I suppose having your heads can wait.
Hey, you!
Don't try something stupid.
The air in here's kinda stuffy since you guys walked in.
b*at it.
You've got seven g*ns pointed at you.
Nice. That'll solve my...
Ouch.
Ow!
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?
Don't you read the papers?
That nickname of yours made quite a headline.
That's stupid!
Don't look at me.
What was that for?
Why the sour face?
Cherry Boy Hunter...
Can I ask you something?
What?
Why do you race?
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.
Is that so?
You need more muscles if you wanna take those bastards.
Good night now.
G'night.
Hey, you dropped this!
Oh, well.
Go faster! Go!
Alright! Go for it!
That was close!
Is she OK?
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 bust my ass off 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 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, or else we're just wasting our time.
We're talking about the race here!
A man is driving!
This guy's talking about g*dd*mn TRZ Airmaster, JP!
Seriously?
Go ahead, laugh!
It's a crap! Powerful, but unstable as hell.
A four cycle TRZ Airmaster!
All it needs is a dose of Frisbee magic and it'll be fine.
Like hell!
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!
Pops!
Just get him what he wants.
Not you too!
Get him what he needs.
You're gonna get k*lled!
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 parts.
Some things just can't be done.
Pops... please.
Let me race in his machine.
Fine, you fool... It'll cost you double though.
Thanks, Pops. I owe you one.
Fast, huh?
Not as many as I expected.
Guys with money like to keep it quiet at the private tracks.
Yeah. 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 Pops.
I talked to Inuki, by the way.
Same drill as before.
Stay in the rear till the third quarter to get your odds down.
Then make your move in the last quarter.
Say...
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.
We really have no choice.
We're all in this together.
Come what sparks or potato chip crumbs that may fall on us.
That's it for today!
Let's go place our REDLINE bets.
Yeah!
Bet on # . It's the current favorite to win.
OK. Give me on # .
How about you?
I'll take on Gori Rider.
You sure? He always comes in fifth.
It won't hurt.
on # please.
Don't be stingy. Be bold!
's fine.
I'll take on JP.
You're betting on a long sh*t, huh?
The odds'll be , to .
I know.
What the hell?! What's happening?
Disperse at once!
Shut up!
Give me money!
This is a violation of the law.
Next up is today's segment featuring Crab Sonoshee.
Her new engine can prevent a m*ssile lock-on by minimizing its heat output.
As you can see on this thermograph chart, it's much lower than her old engine.
It can now avoid a m*ssile's heat sensor.
My butt's on camera!
Looks like Crab Sonoshee's engine mods are going well for REDLlNE.
The man of sonic speed.
Since his first win at the fourth REDLINE,
this invincible king's been at the top for years.
The 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.
The carefree beauty pair - Super Boins.
Hi there! I'm the 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 specialty?
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 b*at us in the last REDLINE,
but with our new machine, it's gonna be different.
Wait and see! We'll pay you back double for last time!
Don't wet your pants, suckers!
Lynchman's best fight # is now on sale!
What the hell?
Looking good.
A test car for the image training.
I installed the engine from an old TRZ Airmaster.
Awesome!
No kidding?
You should be able to get a feel with this.
May I?
All yours.
This is great!
This will do.
Oh! Crab Sonoshee!
Hey, everyone!
After his dramatic crash landing in the YELLOWLINE,
JP's done it again during his latest test run.
After crashing at kph, he was miraculously uninjured.
A showdown between the rivals!
The day before the YELLOWLINE that Miki and Todoroki were qualified for
a police vehicle relentlessly chases the speeding cars.
He makes a bull-charge at the BLUELINE champs,
who made it to REDLINE as reserves.
Dirty policeman Hamesh Frini aka "Gori Rider"!
The tape shows excessive force in dealing with a speed violation!
I'll bust them cocky racers who dare to challenge me
by any means necessary. You got that!?
A comment please, Gori Rider.
A police officer, who should be a moral paragon, engaged in adultery?
Care to comment on your affair with Ms. Yang-Sue?
Shut up!
The vengeful wild pair from the shining blue planet,
Miki and Todoroki!
With racing charisma that turns any roads into a race course,
they swear to take revenge in the REDLlNE.
Gori Rider, you mother fu*#"$
It's finally here, JP!
Can't get any better than this baby.
That mm thick cylinder block can give you , horsepower.
The last Airmaster.
It's not a dream.
We finally got it...
Of course. 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, Pops.
I'm putting my reputation at stake here.
Must be a pre-race party going on at Roboworld.
The 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.
Well, do what you will.
The walls are mm thick cosmo titanium.
Fire the shock-breaker!
We're in!
f*cking Robopolice!
Trespassers detected.
Come down from the walk immediately.
You got no business here! Get lost!
Hostile intent detected.
Cease your resistance and surrender.
Shut up! Over my dead body!
sh**t the runners till they're down!
You, bastard!
Stay the hell down!
What is it?
Disgruntled workers have att*cked our main power station,
so we switched to the auxiliary power.
Large-scale weapons are disabled till the power gets restored.
Damn them!
Rest assured, Mr. President.
We have a secret w*apon for those who enter our atmosphere.
A giant A.I. we've been developing over the years.
A solar system integrated satellite w*apon unit...
...the hyper-disintegrator cannon!
Please take a look.
Hey, Lynchman.
What?
Why did the REDLINE Commission put us up to this?
If the hyper-disintegrator blasts everyone 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.
Oh, 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 att*cked
by the pro-REDLINE guerrillas consisting of low-level workers.
As a result, the RED-racers
are now safe from heavy ground-based weaponry.
Roboworld officials are currently working on corrective measures.
According to government sources, the malfunction of the power system...
...occurred late last night. When the Robopolice arrived...
Your name?
JP?
Where did you get that?
Weird name.
I'm Sonoshee.
Sonoshee.
I'm Sonoshee.
With REDLINE just a day away,
we should keep our eyes on the racers trying to enter Roboworld.
For this non-stop road race in the m*llitary exercise base,
each driver's course pick will hold 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 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 the nickname of "Sweet JP"
was indeed a race-fixing specialist in the past.
No way!
This is REDLlNE, a festival awaited by young and old every years.
We need to make sure all concerned parties are aware of the fact that...
Lucky for me. It's still running.
What was that?
I think it's the Supergrass scout vessel.
The army of that wicked wizard princess, eh?
So, they've teamed up with the REDLINE now, have they?
Easy does it, easy...
Easy, easy...
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.
Piece of cake.
Now, all we have to do is to wait for the start.
We're going there to win, alright?
I've just received info that Supergrass' Red Angels...
have 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 remote magic.
We must make her proud.
Morning, Sonoshee!
Looks like you're mad at me.
Not really... we're rivals now anyway.
Once we're on the race track, friendship won't count.
I guess you're right.
Uh huh.
Sonoshee...
Three minutes to drop zone.
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 km west above the expected start line at Knockout Tower,
we detected an energy reading from a hyperdimensional drive.
Hyperdimensional drive?
How dare they violate our airspace using a navigation method
that's only supposed to exist in theory!
I'll teach those RED-racers a lesson!
Titan! Arm the disintegrator cannons!
Yes, sir!
Bought your ticket yet?
Hey! You put it all on Sonoshee.
Yeah! Sonoshee's my girl.
You're the man!
Give me those pork buns!
Only three left.
Fine.
Hey, you! You betting or not?
Not yet. I'm waiting for the final odds.
Hot!
Ew! What a mess! You're supposed to eat them in one bite.
OK 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.
Deploying apogee motors on hyper-disintegrator cannons.
% energy level. Standing by on f*ring button.
Please put on your light shield, sir.
Entering drop zone.
We have an energy reading on the transport ship.
It's out of hyperdimensional drive.
Put it on the monitor.
Open fire on visual contact.
Aye-aye, sir.
Hyper-disintegrator cannons, fire!
f*ring!
What's wrong? Why aren't they f*ring?
We have a malfunction.
What!? That's unacceptable!
Good morning, all you lucky fans gathered here today.
After five years of waiting, it's the day of the big race!
We're broadcasting live to the cosmos for all you crazy fans out there!
The Red-Machines are being airdropped to start the race...
and heading straight toward the Knockout Tower.
If you're looking for a long sh*t, here's your man!
JP with his trademark ducktail.
His odds are a whopping , to !
What's going on with that hair?
But his machine's just as impressive.
You see every kind of design imaginable in this race,
but I don't think anyone's ever modified a car like JP.
Looks great. Sweet dedication from the sweet man.
Dedication? Maybe. Or maybe his hair is affecting his brain.
Calling the race is me, the rattle-king Void Do.
And here for commentary is former RL champ, Mr. Minerva Hanness.
Stay tuned!
Damn that REDLINE!
Mr. President, let my Volton Corps take over from here.
All right. Show them what you've got!
Soldiers of the Voltan Corps!
Our time has come!
Those racers will be approaching from three directions.
Split into groups to counter them!
Volton Corps, move out!
Yes, sir!
I'm going down! Bye-bye!
Here comes God Wing followed by Busties!
Speed Master and Semimaru are right behind.
Here goes!
God Wing makes a splash landing
immediately going for a counterattack!
What do you do now, Super Boins?
They're blazing away!
You can't counterattack unless you make a swift landing, first!
Lynchman's gunning for Sonoshee. Will he catch up?
Johnny! sh**t a sidewinder into Crab Sonoshee.
OK.
Jesus, I'm burning! That bastard!!
What the hell!?
Huh?
Fools!
Aw, hoooottt!!
YEEEE-HAAAA!
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?
Observe, please. REDLlNE's broadcast ratings.
% of the broadcast satellites in the M Nebula...
are uplinked to that mothership as a terminal...
and are beaming live coverage of the REDLlNE to the entire galaxy.
In other words,
every secret m*llitary asset and facility on Roboworld...
Smash those racers before they reach...
zone X where Funky Boy's sleeping!
Funky Boy must not be awaken.
He's still a baby barely out of the womb.
He needs more time to learn to obey.
Payback time!
Suckers!
Good job, engine three!
Get a load of this!
Crab Sonoshee's bravely charging up the slope!
Bold move!
She may be able to take the short cut,
but Lynchcar and TransAm have to go around.
Johnny! I see the dam!
Here we go!
I see you, Lynchman!
Finally caught up, Cherry Boy Hunter? I thought you'd retired.
You wish!
Don't celebrate yet!
Yes! Now we're even!
You're making this interesting, Sonoshee McLaren!
Trava...
Regret leaving me behind in the army?
Captain Deyzuna!
What?
We've spotted a moving target klicks to the west.
Looks like a RED-racer.
OK. All vehicles, move onto the target!
Roger.
This one's mine. I'm gonna rip his head off!
That weasel! He thinks he can b*at me?
I've been waiting for this a long time, Trava!
What do you want, Deyzuna?
My sand-biker's gonna whip your sorry ass!
In your dreams, you pathetic little sh*t!
Come and 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.
The engine and the machine'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.
Whoa, boy! GO!
He's skipping across! Did you see that?
I don't believe it!
Skipping! Do you see this?!
You gotta hand it to him. JP's TransAm is 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 in the YELLOWLINE. No problem.
I'm still worried that he may wanna win the race.
That would cost me a great deal, you know.
There's no guarantee, is there?
You can relax.
There won't be any surprise. I guarantee that.
Nooooo!!
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 said you could leave the unit to be in the REDLlNE?
Sorry, sir! I'll do my best.
Get back in formation and corner them to Zone X!
Are you listening to me?
Colonel Volton, please!
Don't...
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 X!
That's an order from your commander!
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 ex*cuted!
Colonel... I know the risk, but I must do this.
I promise victory!
No! I can't allow that! Deyz...
Colonel Volton! Are you gonna just stand by and watch?
Certainly not, Mr. President!
Attention, all soldiers of Roboworld!
All units, scramble!
Intercept all the RED-racers in Zone X!
You said all units, Colonel?
You heard me! Send out all units!
All racers are converging at the minefield in Zone X.
God Wing takes the lead in the northern sector,
followed by Super Boins.
From southern sector comes Crab Sonoshee!
Trava's Speed Master's is coming from the central sector,
with Little Deyzuna right on his tail.
Speed Master's faster than the detonators on those mines!
We just got some new footage.
Gori Rider's burrowing underground.
The Miki/Todoroki team is running right behind him.
It may be a shortcut, but speed-wise? I'm not sure.
Ouch! You think we've cleared X by now?
Probably. Let's get out of here and take them down!
All right!
Let's do it, Miki!
Go get them, Todoroki!
GUTS AND GLORY!
You sure about waking it up?
Yeah. The bioweapon asleep in Roboworld's untouchable area,
aka "Funky Boy."
We have to count on him to fight Volton's troops.
Guts and glory! Guts and glory!
Guts and glory! Guts and glory!
We're coming out!
Guts and glory!
Miki and Todoroki are making their move.
They've taken the lead!
Yes, Miki! We're in the lead!
A mine!
Looks like JP's made it to Zone X somehow.
What do you mean "somehow"?
Frisbee.
You do know this is business?
Of course I do.
What!?
Look, flying carriers!
I see they've decided to send in Air-Destroyers.
Uh-oh!
Colonel Volton's getting serious.
He kicked me!
There's no end to them!
Ouch, ouch!
Lynchman!
Johnny, come closer.
OK!
Todoroki! Time to use the thunderbolt!
Rotate degree!
Guts and glory!
sh*t, I missed!
We did it!
Launch flares!
That should teach them a lesson.
Those racers are as good as dead.
There's no need for any further att*ck.
Mr. President. Did you think I'd stop now?
You can't afford to take pity on those scums.
All right, then.
Damn, I can't break it!
Yes, you can! Smash it with your rage!
What's this place? Aggghhh!
I'm coming to get you, Sonoshee.
What the...?! That's a bioweapon!
Isn't that against the peace treaty, Mr. Minerva?
I have a feeling we're not supposed to be seeing this.
How can Funky Boy be...?!
I don't believe this!
Mr. President, we can't let Funky Boy destroy Roboworld.
Besides that, that giant bioweapon is a clear violation of...
the M Nebula Peace Treaty, and there are no scapegoats to pin this on!
We must take measures immediately!
You must make a decision, sir!
Mr. President!
Mr. President, we have the hyper-disintegrator cannons back on line.
They'll be ready to fire as soon as charging completes.
Agghhh... Hail the President!
Target Funky Boy. He's out of control!
Yes, sir.
Target's set. We're ready to fire.
All right. Take him down in one sh*t!
Yes, sir. Give me the command.
Fire the cannons!
f*ring!
Princess!
Excellent! We wiped them out clean.
Energy discharge complete.
Now recharging.
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 alright?
JP.
You OK, Captain Sabose?
I'm OK.
How many planes are left?
including the ones that got damaged.
sand-bikers left in another unit.
The crossjet unit's been wiped out.
I see... The RED-racers are in equally bad shape.
Wait for Colonel Volton's orders.
Roger.
C'mon, Sonoshee. Winning the REDLlNE's your dream, 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?
The machine's gonna be too heavy. You can't win.
Yes, I will.
We'll win this together.
That's sweet, JP, but I have to ask you something.
Kinda busy right now!
No. I need to ask you now.
Fine!
Have you been arrested for fixing a race?
Yeah.
What happened?
It was a Yellow MAX series years ago.
Our team was on a hot winning streak.
Frisbee decided to hook up with a 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's a sting operation against the Inuki g*ng.
They found stuff pointing to Frisbee. He was trapped.
That friggin' Frisbee's gonna get JP k*lled!
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 by winning the REDLlNE.
You're gonna help me?
If you help me make my dream come true.
It's a deal!
This is his regeneration function.
There must have been some pieces of him left.
Secretary Titan!
Finish him off with the hyper-disintegrator cannons!
Negative. We need another two hours to recharge it.
Where's Volton now?
I never thought I'd see this 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... Princeeeess!
This feels great! Wonderful!
I can feel the power!
Let's get out of here, Shinkai!
OK!
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 tuned up?
Yeah.
You ready?
Yeah.
Frisbee! 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, Frisbee.
Time to detonate the b*mb.
Wait till JP grabs the lead, please.
You promised me!
Then here's a check!
Double what you got for the YELLOWLlNE race. Take it!
We're running out of time.
I'm paying both you and JP enough money.
What're you complaining about? Gimme the detonator!
I just gotta see this race to the end.
To see us- No ...
I want to see him win!
Sorry, Frisbee.
Nothing personal. It's just business.
I don't wanna hurt you. Just hand me the damn thing.
Over my dead body!
Suit yourself. You're dead!
Bye-bye!
Pops... Why are you here?
I'll keep this with me for now. Got that?
I didn't come here to save you!
But a 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.
He sustained quite a bit of damage this time around.
Hey! Clear the way!
Machine Head! Quit tearing up the road!
I'm having a ball!
The outside course is clear!
We can't get there with this speed.
There!
Go for it!
You're here.
Finally caught up with you.
You got the guts 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!
And there it is! Machine Head's Platinum nitro charge!!
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!
Second spot is mine!
Think you can get me!?
That fool! He's using steamlight!?
No man can handle that!
You can do it, JP!
You serious?
Search me.
Ugghh... hooott!!
Trying to be funny, huh? Let's see what he's got.
Let's roll, Todoroki!
Guts and glory!
Sorry, Deyzuna. Time's up.
Let's go, Shinkai!
Here we come!
Don't leave me!
No way.
We'll never catch up with them.
Hold on a minute, Mr. Minerva!
Huh?
The finish line's on top of the Dest Tower, isn't it?
No one can climb up the wall to reach the line!
What'll they do?
Princess, what's...?
Watch and see.
What the...?
What?
Check this out!
The REDLlNE mothership has warped out beneath the Dest Tower...
and became the final straightway!
You see it now?
The final straightway has been joined to the finish line!
Ugh... Sonoshee...
Let's do it!
JP's moving up like a b*llet! What's going on?
Unbelievable! This is unbelievable!
I'm gonna win.
I'm the king of kings! You know what that means, JP?
It means the victory belongs to me!
I'm gonna win. I've got a goddess on my side!
Here they come! Here come JP and Sonoshee!
I see it!
JP! You need an edge to win the REDLINE!
You don't deserve to win this race!
g*dd*mn it! I need something to juice this thing up...!
Frisbee! Is there anything?!
There's nothing left!
Whoa! JP's engine has blown! It's blown!
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! JP and Sonoshee came in top at the finish line!
JP! JP!
Sonoshee! Sonoshee!
He's done it!
Interesting...
Oh... that's beautiful.
Sonoshee.
I love you.
I love you, too, JP.
Redline (2009)
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