Ford v Ferrari

Henry Ford II: Shut it down, Mr. Beebe Leo Beebe: John! Henry Ford II: Hear that? That's the sound of the Ford Motor Company out of business. 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! Henry Ford II: Here's what I want you to do. Walk home. 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.

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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. Gary: 'My integrity as a constructor, as a man, as an Italian, is deeply insulted by your proposal.' Gary: 'Go back to Michigan. Back to your big, ugly factory. Back to your big, ugly factory, making its ugly, little cars.' 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. Enzo Ferrari: [in Italian] I'm starving. Let's go eat.

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Lee Iacocca: James Bond does not drive a Ford, sir. Henry Ford II: That's because he's a degenerate.

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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 Ford II: What exactly did he say? 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 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 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 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.

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Peter Miles: Whoa. Dad, look at that. Hah. The Ford Mustang. What do you think? Ken Miles: I think it's a secretary's car. Peter Miles: I like it. Leo Beebe: Oh. Excu... Excuse me. Would you, would you not do that? Peter Miles: Oh. Sorry. 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? Ken Miles: No, no, no, Peter, You're okay. 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 th

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Ken Miles: You're gonna build a car to beat Ferrari with... a Ford. Carroll Shelby: Correct. Ken Miles: And how long did they tell you that they need it? Two, three hundred years? Carroll Shelby: Ninety days.

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