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Clips from Ghost Rider

Movies 2007 1,070 clips

Credits

It's said that the West was built on legends.
But that contract was so powerful...
Ladies and gentlemen...
...the amazing, blazing...
You're already screwing around.
Huh, hotshot?
What?
Think you're man enough for Grace?
Well, I don't.
Hey, Roxie.
My dad's sending me to live with my mom.
He says you're not good enough for me.
He doesn't need me. He doesn't need anybody.
It's late.
Caught your show today.
Greatest show on earth.
Worried about your father?
Even a blind man could see he's sick.
Name your price.
Okay.
It's your choice, Johnny.
All you have to do is sign.
Morning, sleeping beauty.
Now, come on, hotshot. I got a show to do.
A new stunt. Put us over the top.
Be a jump: me on one side, you on the other.
...jumping bikes at some stupid carnival.
Ladies and gentlemen, Barton Blaze.
Please stay calm.
Dad? Dad?
You're no good to me dead.
Johnny Blaze.
Blaze is down.
- Have you tried not crashing? - Have you?
You know alcohol gives me nightmares.
To each his own.
Oh, wait, could you go back?
Yeah, that's because he's right here.
Mack, the monkey show?
I got lucky.
- Yeah, maybe. - Mack, you in?
Yeah, really. You got a problem with that?
As a matter of fact...
...I do.
- So could you. - Heard that.
I am trying to relax, Mack.
Can I just turn this music off for a minute?
This jump, man, we--
That it's me.
Are you talking about your daddy's accident?
I am just looking for a sign.
You know that, right?
And when we find it, then what?
...one city...
Your time will come. But not now.
It's all mine. Until the end of days.
Send the rider.
I will bury him.
And then I will bury you.
Yeah.
You're stepping on Karen.
Would you bring me my hat, Mack? Thank you.
Mr. Blaze. Amy Page, event publicity.
I heard you got married.
Are there any other costs?
Yeah. ...go to the Barton Blaze Foundation...
Okay, well...
And we're out.
Plus, I never liked watching you jump.
- Please. - Let's go, guys.
That was it, Mack.
Come on, Roxie, it's Johnny Blaze.
This way if you come up short, see you will...
Why? Why, JB? Why wouldn't you tell me?
- He was right. - Yeah.
Do not hit the NOS too early.
Hey, JB, where's your head at, man?
She's probably on the interstate by now, huh?
Oh, God. He ain't going to make it.
He made it.
Yeah. Yeah.
- What? - What's your name?
Well, Stuart, can you help me out here?
Are you trying to kill yourself?
...and I have no hard feelings, none.
This is a sign, Roxanne.
Johnny. Johnny. Johnny.
- 300 feet. - We love you.