Ford v Ferrari

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Ford v Ferrari is a 2019 drama film based on the events leading to the 1966 24 Hours of Le Mans.

Directed by James Mangold. Written by Jez Butterworth, John-Henry Butterworth, and Jason Keller.

Carroll Shelby[edit]

  • [narration] There's a point at 7,000 RPM... where everything fades. The machine becomes weightless. Just disappears. And all that's left is a body moving through space and time. 7,000 RPM. That's where you meet it. You feel it coming. It creeps up on you, close in your ear. Asks you a question. The only question that matters. Who are you?

  • [Shelby's speech at the Ford Mustang's debut event] Thank you. Well, if my daddy was here today, he'd tell me to sit on down and leave the yakking to the college boys so, like my cars, I'll make this fast. When I was 10 years old, Pops said to me, 'Son, it's a truly lucky man who knows what he wants to do in this world. 'Cause that man will never work a day in his life.' But there are a few, a precious few, and, hell, I don't know if they're lucky or not. But there are a few people who find something they have to do. Something obsesses 'em. Something that if they can't do it, it's gonna drive them clean out of their mind. I'm that guy. And I know one other man feels exactly the same. His name... His name is Henry Ford. And together, we're gonna build the fastest automobiles in the world. And we're gonna make history too, at Le Mans. My name is Carroll Shelby. I build race cars.

  • [after seeing Enzo Ferrari arguing with his pit crew] I don't speak Italian, but he ain't happy.

  • [Demanding with Leo Beebe while finding out the results of the Le Mans race] Where's the tie?! Where's the goddamn tie?!

Dialogue[edit]

[Henry Ford II enters the assembly plant.]
Henry Ford II: Shut it down, Mr. Beebe
[Leo Beebe turns around and faces the head engineer.]
Leo Beebe: John!
[The head engineer nods and shuts down the assembly line.]
Henry Ford II: Hear that? That's the sound of the Ford Motor Company out of business.
[Henry II walks around the plant.]
Henry Ford II: In 1899, my grandfather, Henry "By God" Ford, was walking home from Edison Illumination after working a double shift. He was ruminating. That morning, he had himself an idea that changed the world. Sixty-five years, and 47 million automobiles later, what shall be his legacy? Getting it in the tail pipe from a Chevy Impala!
[Some of the workers chuckle.]
Henry Ford II: Here's what I want you to do. Walk home.
[The workers suddenly go silent.]
Henry Ford II: While you're walking, I want you to ruminate. Man comes to my office with an idea, that man keeps his job. Rest of you, second-best losers... stay home. You don't belong at Ford.

[During the Ford-Ferrari negotiations in Italy, Enzo Ferrari receives a message from Fiat. He begins to ask Lee Iacocca questions in Italian while Gary, Iacocca's translator, translates Ferrari's words in English.]
Gary: 'Only one small question. It concerns my race program. If I wish to race Le Mans, and you do not wish for me to race Le Mans... do we or do we not go?'
Lee Iacocca: Look, in that highly unlikely scenario... if, uh, we just can't agree... then, yes. I mean, no. You are correct. You do not go.
[Ferrari's translator explains, but he stops her. He then displays his anger towards Iacocca.]
Gary: 'My integrity as a constructor, as a man, as an Italian, is deeply insulted by your proposal.'
[Ferrari gets up and puts on his jacket.]
Gary: 'Go back to Michigan. Back to your big, ugly factory. Back to your big, ugly factory, making its ugly, little cars.'
[Ferrari approaches Iacocca]
Gary: 'Tell your pigheaded boss that all his, uh, smug executives are worthless sons of whores.'
Enzo Ferrari: [in English] Tell him he's not Henry Ford. He's Henry Ford II.
[Ferrari turns towards his associates]
Enzo Ferrari: [in Italian] I'm starving. Let's go eat.

[Henry II reads the newspaper headline of Fiat buying Ferrari before dropping the paper and picking up his glass to pour a drink.]
Leo Beebe: He played us. Old Man Enzo had no intention of selling to us. He used us to up his price, embarrass our company and insult your leadership. It was a bad idea from the start.
[Henry II approaches the executives that went to Italy]
Henry Ford II: What exactly did he say?
[Henry II takes a sip.]
Lee Iacocca: He said Ford makes ugly little cars, and we make 'em... in an ugly factory. He said our executives are sons of whores.
[Henry II approaches Iacocca]
Henry Ford II: About me.
Lee Iacocca: He called you fat, sir. Pigheaded.
Henry Ford II: Go on.
Lee Iacocca: He said you're not Henry Ford. You're Henry Ford II.
[Henry II stares at Iacocca before walking back to his desk.]
Henry Ford II: I want the best engineers. The best drivers. I don't care what it costs. We're gonna build a race car...
[Henry II puts down his glass]
Henry Ford II: And we're gonna bury that goddamn greasy wop 100 feet deep under the finish line at Le Mans. And I will be there to watch it.

[Ken Miles and his son Peter attend the Ford Mustang launch event and see a Mustang on display.]
Peter Miles: Whoa. Dad, look at that. Hah. The Ford Mustang. What do you think?
[Ken looks around the Mustang.]
Ken Miles: I think it's a secretary's car.
Peter Miles: I like it.
[Peter opens the passenger door to take a look at the interior. Leo Beebe notices this.]
Leo Beebe: Oh. Excu... Excuse me. Would you, would you not do that?
Peter Miles: Oh. Sorry.
[Peter closes the door while Ken looks at Beebe.]
Leo Beebe: Oh, er, is this, is this your son?
Ken Miles: Yes, it is.
Leo Beebe: Would you ask him to keep his hands off the paintwork?
[Peter takes his hand off the roof.]
Ken Miles: No, no, no, Peter, You're okay.
[Ken looks at Beebe]
Ken Miles: Who are you?
Leo Beebe: Leo Beebe, Senior Executive Vice President, Ford Motor Company.
Ken Miles: Ah.
Leo Beebe: I'm responsible for the launch of the Mustang.
Ken Miles: Ah! At least now we know who's responsible. Don't get me wrong, Lenny.
Leo Beebe: Leo.
Ken Miles: It looks fantastic. But inside, it's a lump of lard, dressed up to fool the public. My advice is, lose the inline-six and that idiotic three-speed, shorten the wheelbase, somehow lose half a ton, and lower the price.
Peter Miles: Dad.
Ken Miles: But even then, I'd still choose a Chevy Chevelle. And that's a fucking terrible car.

[Carroll Shelby enters Henry Ford II's office while a secretary hands Henry II a red folder.]]
Carroll Shelby: Mr. Ford. Gentlemen.
Henry Ford II: Shelby.
[Henry II signals for Shelby to move to the couch near him.]
Henry Ford II: Give me one reason why I don't fire everyone associated with this abomination starting with you.
[Leo Beebe picks up the folder.]
Carroll Shelby: Well, sir... I was thinking about that very question as I sat out there in your lovely waiting room.
[Shelby sits down.]
Carroll Shelby: As I was sitting there... I watched that little red folder right there go through four pairs of hands... before it got to you. 'Course that doesn't include the 22 or so other Ford employees who probably poked at it before it made its way up to the 19th floor. All due respect, sir, you can't win a race by committee. You need one man in charge. Now, the good news, as I see it, is that even with all the extra weight, we still manage to put old Mr. Ferrari exactly where we want him.
Henry Ford II: Did we?
Carroll Shelby: Oh, yes.
Henry Ford II: Expand.
Carroll Shelby: Well... sure, we hadn't... We haven't worked out how to corner yet. Or stay cool. Or stay on the ground. And a lot of stuff broke. In fact, the only thing that didn't break was the brakes. Hell, right now, we don't even know if our paint job will last the whole 24 hours.
[Pause.]
Carroll Shelby: But our last lap... we clocked 218 miles an hour down the Mulsanne Straight. Now, in all his years of racing... old Enzo ain't never seen anything move that fast. And now he knows, without a doubt, we're faster than he is. Even with the wrong driver... and all the committees. And that's what he's thinking about while he's sitting in Modena, Italy, right now. That man is scared to death... that this year, you actually might be smart enough to start trusting me. So, yeah. I say you got Ferrari exactly where you want him. You're welcome.
[Henry II looks at Shelby. He then gets up and grabs the folder from Beebe before walking towards the office windows.]
Henry Ford II: Come here.
[Shelby approaches Henry II.]
Henry Ford II: See that little building down there? In World War II, three out of five U.S. bombers rolled off that line. You think Roosevelt beat Hitler? Think again. This isn't the first time Ford Motor's gone to war in Europe. We know how to do more than push paper. And there is one man running this company. You report to him. You understand me?
Carroll Shelby: Yes, sir.
Henry Ford II: Go ahead, Carroll. Go to war.
Carroll Shelby: Thank you, sir.

[Phil Remington notices Carroll Shelby using a stopwatch, which he stole from the Ferrari pit.]
Phil Remington: Nice stopwatch.
[Shelby pulls out another one.]
Carroll Shelby: Want one? They're Italian.

Cast[edit]

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