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Clips from Rush

Movies 2013 148 min ★ 6.3/10 (183 ratings) 1,616 clips

Credits

the drivers prepare for...
What kind of person does a job like this?
Not normal men, for sure.
and are prepared to die trying.
The first is my rivalry with him.
(Niki) I don't know why it became such a big thing.
that whatever it was between us went deeper.
(engines revving)
Hunt. James Hunt.
His wife.
Which was...
As if each day is your last.
It's a lower division,
Morning, everyone.
Nursie, this is Bubbles Horsley, team manager.
- Doc Postlethwaite, our designer. - How do you do?
And Alexander, Lord Hesketh, the team's owner.
Fine, thanks.
(Hesketh laughs) Well done, Superstar.
(James vomiting)
Row 2 is Mike Beuttler and Dave Morgan,
those pioneers who invented the automobile,
Nursie, men love women,
but Niki Lauda is right on his tail.
(engine roaring)
Oh! There's contact!
(spectators gasp)
-call him Hunt the Shunt. -(engine revving)
(engine roars)
Asshole!
after a desperate battle with Niki Lauda.
Hey, asshole.
- We'd have crashed. - But we didn't, did we?
Thanks to your impeccable survival instincts.
(clucking)
And it's very simple. Hunt. It rhymes with...
Who was that?
(Lauda's grandfather yelling in German)
(Niki) So if my family wasn't going to help me,
and was willing to accept my terms.
-(man) Well done, James. - Superstar!
-and I ended up with you lot. -(audience laughing)
(all laughing)
and tell him to put it on the mantelpiece
He's never won a bloody thing.
(engines roaring)
(speaking French)
Niki Lauda. Here for pre-season testing. BRM?
Sign the release form. I'll let them know you're here.
- Mr Stanley. - Good morning.
Sure.
That lump weighs 190K on its own.
and the engine needs to be 20 kilo lighter.
front and rear wing.
What was Regazzoni's time?
(whirring)
-(Nikl) I would say we push it a bit... - All right.
A guaranteed place in the team,
- I don't pay you a cent. - That's outrageous!
who has a reputation for two things.
He's a good driver, but an immortal fuck, apparently.
(laughing)
(James) She's Formula 1.
Yes, she is, Superstar.
(James) Who? (Hesketh) Lauda.
I thought, Bloody hell, he's right.
Just plain white with the flags. Ooh!
I've been waiting for this my whole life.
- A severe crash at the Esses. -(siren wailing)
that there has been a serious accident in qualifying.
it is clearly a grave incident indeed.
We will, of course, have more information for you
- Get your hands off me. - Hey, come on.
It's his fault.
Look at the tyre marks.
So says the nobody who had to pay for his own drive.
Not planning on being there for long.
Arsehole.
looking for late apex, gentle with the bar.
Heading into Portier, second gear, clip the apex,
light brake, stay in second, looking for a good exit.
Rhymes with boy, if you ask me.
And toy.
There's no comfort, no protection, nothing.
Alexander. He says you're a bad boy.
But according to the team,
Yes, visualisation techniques, memorising the circuit,
But they don't want me doing that any more.
They want me to stop messing around, settle down,
get married with the next nice girl I meet.
They think it would be good for me.
-they're probably right about that, too. - Hmm.
-(church bells tolling) -(applause)
(photographer) Suzy.
It's. .. It's the Kraut.
Did he buy his way in there, too?