(Bed Rest for Blossom and Leslie; A Changed reality pleases no Pregnant couple.)
Thank God you listened to me,
took the cars out.
It would’ve been suicide otherwise.
Johnny Blaze will not be jumping
50 cars today as scheduled…
…but instead will be leaping
six UH-60 Black Hawk helicopters.
Never before has any man attempted
such a death-defying stunt.
I took the cars out.
Why? Why, JB?
Why wouldn’t you tell me?
– Because you would have thrown a fit.
– Call me old-fashioned…
…I’m funny that way. Human sacrifice
makes me uncomfortable.
Why, JB? Why helicopters, man?
You know what I’ve been
thinking about? A new stunt.
But instead of the cars
or the ring of fire…
My dad thought it’d be cool.
– He was right.
Okay. Okay. This is the deal, man.
Halfway down the ramp I want you
to hit the NOS, okay?
Do not hit the NOS too early.
If you hit it too early, you are screwed.
You got that?
Hey, JB, where’s your head at, man?
She’s probably on the interstate
by now, huh?
How much NOS
did you put in the tanks?
Enough to shame the space shuttle.
Chief, go ahead.
Oh, God. He ain’t gonna make it.
He made it!
I told you he’d make it! Yeah, JB!
Let’s hear it for him,
ladies and gentlemen.
Three hundred feet! A world record,
as only Johnny Blaze can do!
Where’s he going?