Episode 4 The Getaway Car

Welcome to Cape Town, South Africa,

and the ultimate relationship road test.

We're about to find out if our couples can handle their cars

and each other.

Belt up. This is The Getaway Car.

Yeah, anyone got any jump leads?

Some tow rope?

Really long ladder?

Go! CONTESTANTS SHOUTING

-SHE SCREAMS

-Oh, my God!

Do not spin off!

CONTESTANTS SCREAM AND SHOUT

Yes!

You can discover a lot about the person you love

when you share a car with them,

such as how strong the relationship really is,

do they know their left from their right

and do they actually like you, and that is the point of this show.

Over four ridiculous rounds,

five couples have some seriously absurd

motoring obstacles to negotiate...

-WOMAN SCREAMS

-Argh!

-Whoo!

-Yeah!

..all in the hope of driving this - The Getaway Car...

TYRES SCREECH

..in a superfast midnight chase...

and walking away with £10,000.

Come on! Get in there!

But standing in the way is a beast

in the shape of Top Gear's The Stig.

Right. Foot down. Time to get the show on the road.

Well, come on, then.

Ready to put the wheels in motion are today's teams, including...

psychic medium Diana and her best friend Jane from Sussex,

grinning confidently.

What do they know about my future?

Hoping their brotherly bond will not be broken,

property manager Patrick and politician Dominic

from sunny Sunderland.

Nice tans, boys.

And from Surrey, lovebirds of 13 years, James and Sophia.

He's a professional chauffeur,

and what better way to spend his time off than doing some driving.

Time for our five lovely couples to go racing.

Round one is Hazard Highway.

-Houston, are you ready?

-SHE LAUGHS

-That's how it feels.

-It is.

First to go full-throttle on the Hazard Highway

are the long-term partners of Team Yellow.

This is driver Tim and co-driver Soly,

clothes shop owners from Brighton.

So, what's the relationship here?

How long have you guys been together?

23 and a half years.

Ah!

-OK. It's just a bit of fun.

-Yeah.

It's just a bit of fun.

-KLAXON BLARES

-OK. Ready? Go, go, go.

-Go!

Whoa!

Oh, perfect.

-What's the secret?

-Uh, we're not married.

We've got no children.

Seriously, we just have a lot of respect for each other

and communication.

Gently, Tim. Gently. Gently.

-Really gently. Tim, please just gently.

-It's OK.

OK. It's not a race.

Hmm, actually, it is a race.

On Hazard Highway,

all five teams speed through a series of obstacles

as speedily as they can,

with only the fastest three qualifying automatically

for the next round.

-Approach it really slow.

-I know, Soly.

-Like, Slow.

I know. I know!

So, what happens when you get behind the wheel of a car?

Communication breaks down to the point

-of wanting to kill each other.

-HE LAUGHS

Jogging pace, please.

-Soly, this isn't even jogging pace.

-All right, all right.

Come on, guys. Jog on up that poorly-engineered Bridge of Doom.

-Jogging pace.

-It's a jogging pace.

-It's not!

What pace do you jog at?

# I got the eye of the tiger... #

I'm not braking. I'm not braking.

I'm not braking. Whoa!

Argh!

Wow!

Good time so far,

but now Team Yellow are at the hellish Human Sat Nav.

Goggles on and it's over to co-driver Soly to guide Tim

around a windy stretch of roadworks.

OK, Soly, down to you.

You are now in control.

Slow. Slow.

-Two o'clock.

-Two?

-Two o'clock.

-Two.

-Two!

Tim, you're going to have too slow down.

-I'm telling you now for nothing.

-OK, OK, OK.

OK, go forward three o'clock. Three o'clock.

Tim, you're going forward too much.

-Reverse! Reverse!

-Reverse.

-HE LAUGHS

We've only got ten feet in.

-Don't go forward.

-OK, tell me, Soly, where am I going?

Can you reverse, please? You're taking too long on this.

Yes, you are, Soly.

And as Tim reminisces on life as a single man,

let's meet our next couple.

MUSIC: Are You Gonna Be My Girl by JET

Oh, geez.

Two racy blondes from Sussex.

Diana and Jane have been best buddies for ten years

and make up Team Pink.

Diana and Jane, our Pink ladies. What's your driving style?

We usually bomb up and down the M25 to work,

so we're always in the fast lane. 90, 95.

Yeah. I can get 110 out of mine.

My word.

The girls here describe themselves as speed freaks.

-KLAXON BLARES

-Go.

MUSIC SLOWS AND STOPS

OLD-TIMEY MUSIC PLAYS

-Oh.

-Oh, dear.

-Well done there, girl.

-Oof! Lovely.

-Oh, dear.

-Oh. Oh, yeah.

-Oh, no. Hell's teeth!

Oh, hell's teeth, all right.

Stone the crows.

-Come on, wheels.

-Driver Diana is a psychic medium.

Obviously saw the future and decided it was a bit too fast.

MUSIC: The X-Files Theme by Mark Snow

What does your gift or your powers tell you about

round one, Hazard Highway today?

Well, I'm quite calm at the moment

cos I haven't had any warning signs.

Thank God! Good.

Ooh! No!

Argh!

Argh! We're stuck!

We're stuck, I think.

What a place to be stuck!

Can't get out!

She's a psychic. Did she see that coming?

We're never going to be able to get out of here!

Yeah. This might take a while.

Moving on, it's Team Green.

James and Sophia, 13 years as boyfriend and girlfriend.

Tell us a little bit about you guys. What do you do?

I'm a business analyst for my local council.

Her job is confusing.

She tells me what she does, but I still don't understand what it is.

I'm a chauffeur. That's simple to understand.

I drive people around.

# I want to be your driver... #

He is a professional chauffeur

who's going to find this way too easy...

-I love you.

-I love you too.

-All right.

-I'm petrified.

..if he can overcome his vertigo.

Don't worry.

Aw! Look at his face.

-Heights is the thing, yeah?

-Yeah.

But the chances of you going down that and then flipping over are...

Yeah.

..well, I think probably,

well, 50-50. THEY LAUGH

KLAXON BLARES

-SHE SCREAMS

-Brake, brake, brake!

-Nice. I like it.

-All right.

-First! First!

-Whoa!

-SHE SCREAMS

-Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

-Whoa!

-Whoo!

-Nice! In first gear.

Storming start from the Greens there.

James clearly over his fears.

Go! Right.

But will the Human Sat Nav put the brakes on the chauffeur?

-Yeah, I know.

-OK. Right. Right. Hard right. Hard right.

Full lock. Full lock.

Full lock left. Full lock left. Full lock left.

Doesn't look like it.

Take the left. Take the left.

Keep going. Go right. Right, right, right.

Reverse. Reverse. Reverse.

HE LAUGHS

-Full lock right.

-I'm at full lock!

-OK.

-Argh!

That's it. OK, result. No! OK.

Are you sure you don't work in construction, James?

Or maybe destruction?

Ahead. Straighten up. Straighten up.

Right a little bit. Right a little bit.

Turn it! No, no, no! Left.

-Oh! Reverse!

-Oh!

-Reverse! Reverse!

Well, that was a bumpy Sat Nav.

And onto the next obstacle, a case of "On me bonnet, son"...

Steady. Steady.

..and score a goal.

Go to the left, go to the left.

-Go in! Go in!

-Oh!

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Oh, no!

Why is he crashing into everything?

This is mental.

Yay!

Whoo!

Hammer it! Get it!

-SHE SCREAMS

-Yes!

-Pedal to the metal, baby!

-Go on, me!

Whoohoo!

Whoo!

Yeah!

Whoo!

-Oh, my God.

-Oh, Jesus!

Nicely, if somewhat crashily, done by James and Sophia,

earning a speedy time of 07:40.

I think you're the first driver

we've ever had that's crashed into everything.

-Let's cut that out.

-Listen, no!

Remind me what you do for a living again.

-Uh, I'm a professional driver, Dermot!

-Yeah.

-SHE LAUGHS

-It was nerves!

He'd done... I'm so proud of him.

Listen, well done, guys. Home, James.

Whoohoo!

Oh, you're so good. You are so good.

Go forward.

Over to the Yellows, who are making progress.

-Slow progress.

-Yeah, go over a bit more.

Six and a half minutes and we're not even on the roundabout.

-Stop. Yeah, yeah.

-Turn...

-Yeah. Right. Go back.

-It might help if they didn't go backwards.

-OK.

I knew I'm going to do this!

-I don't know...

-Get up the ramp! Up! Up! Straight on! Straight on!

-Straight. Straight.

-Straight on.

-On. Get up the ramp.

-What ramp?

That ramp. See you later, guys.

Back with the Pink ladies.

-Oh, OK.

-Nicely done. Yeah. Way to go.

And if you're wondering why Jane now looks like a man called Simon,

it's because Jane got a bump to the head on Car-agara Falls

and our doctors called an end

to her and Diana's Getaway Car adventure.

Yeah.

I'd hit my head hard, so I felt the pain,

but by the time that we got to the end,

it was decided that really I maybe shouldn't carry on.

Well, it wasn't to be this time, but I'm applying for next year.

Don't worry. I'm going to be back.

See you next year, ladies.

But it's all go for Team Pink 2.0.

Meet Sheba and co-driver Simon - husband and wife from Twickenham.

These two are caricaturists. Look, there's The Stig.

And look, there's Adrian Chiles.

Hang on a minute.

So, let's see how our newbies get on.

Go, go, go. Stop, stop.

-Whoa. OK.

-Nicely done. Yeah. Way to go.

That's it. Nicely done. OK, straight. You know what to do.

He's like the kindest driving instructor

in the whole world, isn't it?

"Nicely done. Well done."

'It's really exciting coming in here at the last minute.'

We haven't had any time to think about it or worry about it.

-We're just like...

-Go, go, go.

.."OK, guys, you're the new Pinks. Get on with it."

Simon's a chilled-out passenger,

but can he stay calm in Human Stay Nav.

Go forward. Right hand down.

Right hand down.

Right hand down!

Mr laid-back getting a bit more oomphy now.

Right hand down. Right hand down. Right hand down.

-Right hand down!

-Oh!

Right hand down. Right hand down!

Will you listen to me, for God's sake?

What happened to Simon?

-IN SLOW MOTION:

-Right hand down!

Go. That's it. Left hand down. Left hand down.

Go, go. You're through. Left hand down. Left hand down.

Left hand down.

Keep doing it. Keep doing it.

-I know where you're going.

-Calm down.

-Keep going.

Just keep going. Go. Right. You can stop.

-You can take your mask off. You've done it.

-Oh!

Well played, Sheba.

Simon, you're a monster.

And after a swift goal...

-Put it in reverse.

-There's the goal.

-That's it.

..and a charge to the finish line...

Go for it. Yay!

Yay!

..Sheba and the hairy monster complete the course in 09:19.

Whoohoo!

Oh! Yay!

Can we do it again, again, again?

Tim and Soly meanwhile made it onto the roundabout,

but probably wish they hadn't.

We're in the gravel, Tim. Listen to me!

-Tell me!

-Reverse!

But are finally heading onto the pitch.

THEY SHRIEK INDISTINCTLY

Please for all of our sakes, get it in first shot.

Keep it on that side. Tim! Oh, my God.

-No way!

-Yeah!

-Back of the net!

-Yeah!

-Go, go!

-Yeah!

-Go!

THEY SCREAM

-Whoo!

-Yes!

And there, at last, is the chequered flag.

A time of 12:24.

Tim, you don't listen to me. It's really worrying.

-What do you mean I don't listen to you?

-You don't listen to me at all.

I'm saying reverse, you're going forwards. It's a nightmare.

I hope we don't get another blindfold thing,

cos I swear to God, I'm going to kill you.

All right, calm down.

Only three couples in,

I'm exhausted.

Right, of the five teams today,

only the top three will head

directly into the next round,

and Tim and Soly are currently

bottom of the leaderboard.

The teams that finish in the bottom two

are going bumper-to-bumper in the race-off.

Go!

It's a head-to-head battle where the co-drivers will be driven

by these two colourful whippersnappers -

The Stig's nephews, Blue Stig and Red Stig.

Grr!

Hoping to avoid the bottom two places

are our final two teams. KLAXON BLARES

You're OK. You're OK on my side.

And they're both keen to prove that family matters.

The boys in Blue are the brothers grin -

Patrick and Dominic from Sunderland.

What have we got here, twins?

-No.

-Twins?

-Twins?

I'm ten years younger than Patrick, so definitely not twins.

He had the hard paper round, Dermot, so, you know, not an easy life.

He had the hard paper round!

Stop, stop, stop.

There goes a rear-view mirror.

That'll come out of the ten grand if they win.

And revved up in Red, mother and son duo Ailsa and Thomas from Swansea.

The problem is we're too alike cos I brought him up on my own,

so he is very much like me, so we know we clash.

-Right.

-Right.

-Make sure you hit that right.

Yes, I know, darling. Yes, I do know.

More or less every day, but it's little things.

-But then it leads up to a...

-A big bang.

-..a big bang.

Well, hopefully, there won't be a big bang for them today.

Did you...? Oh!

Did you...? Oh!

Did you...? Oh! Did you...? Oh!

Ah!

Ah!

-No. No, there was five big bangs.

-OK. That was a bit scary.

It's all going wrong already.

So, while the pit stop crew sort this mess out,

the Blues are motoring through Human Sat Nav

with only a rear-view mirror down.

Hard right. Hard right. Hard right. Keep going round.

-And what do you do for a living?

-Well, I own properties.

I work as a landlord.

-And I work for a political party.

-Go on.

-I'm a campaign manager.

-Do you really want to know which one?

-Yeah.

-Conservatives.

Right.

Lucky they didn't break the right wing mirror.

Great time so far, lads. Now get in that Car Wash.

I can't see. I'm blind!

Oh!

What was that?

-Are you all right?

-I'm fine.

-Right.

-METAL SCRAPING

What is that ungodly sound?

Sounds like the axle is gone.

Sounds like the whole car is gone, boys.

Still a great time,

but will they make it to the finish line?

Whoa!

Oh, poor car!

And they did it.

The boys from Sunderland clock in at 06:34.

Quickest time of the day...

despite their car being on the verge of mechanical extension.

I'd probably get out and walk, boys.

Back with the Reds, and their car is also in a bad way after the crash.

-That's it, that's it.

-Crashes.

-It's burning up in here.

And it's cost them time-wise. They need a quick goal

to keep out of the race-off. Could this be it?

Oh.

No. They're blowing it.

But a bit of perseverance, though, and they've got their goal.

At last. Thank God for that.

Unlike the Blues, however, it's not a great time. 11:03.

METAL SCRAPING

This car is wrecked.

You have ruined their poor little car.

Yep, you have, but hey,

at least you made it back IN your car.

Oh, brothers, where art thou? THEY LAUGH

-Oh, God.

-I don't know what I hit there, Dom.

It was in the tunnel. You couldn't see anything.

I think we just veered to the side, to the left a little bit.

But we're all right. We're safe and everything.

Oh, dear.

So, there's our leaderboard.

Reds and Yellows will

face off in the race-off.

And the Blues came out on top,

despite smashing our car to bits.

Well, it's come to this.

Ailsa and Tom, Tim and Soly, here we are.

Very shortly, you're going to be driven for two laps

around this track by Blue Stig and Red Stig, yeah?

Your job is to give me multiple answers to one question.

Whoever gives me the most correct answers,

you go through.

Whoever gives me the fewest correct answers goes home.

-Got it?

-Yep.

-Got it.

-Good luck. Get in the cars.

Remember, only one team can join the others in round two.

Do you fancy giving me some driving lessons?

I still haven't passed.

Young man, charm is not going to get you anywhere with this chap.

Look at his face! Well, helmet.

OK, here's your question.

Name as many of the following as you can.

Pedigree dog breeds recognised by The Kennel Club.

Three, two, one.

Go.

And they're off.

Time to collar as many pedigree dog breeds as they can.

Yorkshire terriers. Bulldogs. French bulldog.

Pug. Labrador.

Go on, guys. Keep yapping them out.

Spaniel. Cocker spaniel.

Rottweiler. Uh...

Feel it.

-SHE STAMMERS

-Rottweilers. Oh, my God.

Bichon frise. Poodle.

Halfway through. Come on, guys. Fetch some more.

Come on, Tom!

Poodles.

Retriever.

A Labrador.

Puggle.

A shih-tzu.

Bullmastiff.

Great Dane. Poodle.

Pekingese. Um...

Oh, think!

Right.

And that's it. But who barked out the most pedigree dog breeds?

Urgh!

Oh, my God. That was my worst subject ever.

All right, guys. Down to business.

So, like I said, whichever team gets the most correct answers goes

through to the next round.

-The fewest goes home.

-OK.

I can now reveal...

..Tom...

-..you gave me nine correct answers.

-Well done, Tom.

Oh, that's brilliant. Oh, well done, Tom. That's amazing.

Soly...

-..you gave me ten.

-What?!

Yes!

Don't be silly!

-Oh, my God!

-Oh, my God. I love you.

I love you.

Ailsa and Tom, so sad.

-So sorry. And you were so close.

-So close, but yet so far.

You're Getaway Car journey is over.

-Thank you so much.

-Thank you.

-Lovely to meet you.

-And you.

-Thank you.

Oh, guys.

Well done, guys. Well done.

The experience has been amazing... Oh!

'..and I'm jealous he got to go in that car.'

Uh...

-That's an amazing experience.

-Outstanding.

-Once-in-a-lifetime.

-Doesn't happen every day either.

-No.

# My baby just cares for me. #

So, leaving Ailsa and Tom

to their very small chapter in motoring history,

we now still have four couples who could be making £10,000 prize money

and facing The Stig.

Right now, though, they have an appointment with round two,

or as it's correct title is known, Off-Road Rage.

So, here we are off-road. The rugged, dusty track.

Behind every corner could be a snake, a scorpion

or one of these.

Buggius Ludicrous, to give it its Latin name.

Our contestants have to drive them

as fast as they can around the course,

making sure they don't bump into any of these -

Stigius Lookalikeius.

Knock them over and they incur a time penalty.

Five seconds for a white one, ten for a red one.

And if a team gets wedged in the hedge and needs assistance,

it's a 30-second penalty.

Keeping their times down is essential.

Only the fastest two teams qualify directly for the next round.

The slowest two will find themselves in another race-off.

First up, James and Sophia.

And as former world record holders - oh, yes -

they're not afraid of a little competition.

We used to hold the Guinness world record

for the world's longest kiss,

and that was 31 hours 30 minutes 30 seconds.

We stood up to do it. We couldn't eat.

We went to the toilet together with our lips locked.

We could only drink fluids through the corner of our mouth...

and we're still together.

It's awful, isn't it?

James, Sophia.

Listen, last time, I know you crashed into quite a lot of stuff.

-Yeah.

-Let's try not to replicate that.

-Yeah.

-OK, best of luck.

-Cheers.

-Thank you.

Three, two, one. Go.

-KLAXON BLARES

-Whoo!

-Here we go, baby!

And here come the first Stigs,

but can crash-happy James avoid giving them a head-on kiss?

-There's a party of Stigs. Slow, slow, slow.

-Not worth it.

-Hit it!

-Go!

Yes, he can. A changed man.

THEY SCREAM

Stigs are coming up!

Next batch of Stigs.

Go slow. Go slow. Go slow. Do it.

-Go slow. Go slow.

-Oh, you... Stig!

Slowest Stig annihilation I've ever seen.

-We've run over a Stig!

-And they've run him over.

Looks like they're in trouble.

-Oh, no. Stop! Stop! Stop!

-Stop! Stop!

Argh!

They're almost buried.

Pit stop penalty for them.

Go!

Back on the move approaching the Cape Of No Hope.

Oh, no. It's those horrible Stigs again!

Definitely avoid the red.

Definitely avoid the red one.

Very cautious...

Oh!

..but smashed them anyway.

Pull a red one down? What is he doing?

Remember, James is a professional chauffeur.

I'd rather take the bus.

OK. Go through, go through, go through. Yes!

-Oh!

-Nice one!

Getting better.

Whoohoo!

Climbing the formidable Sillymanjaro...

Argh!

THEY SCREAM

Screams aplenty. And that was quick. Time for the big finish.

Go, go, go, go!

There's the chequered flag. 02:31 on the clock.

But with penalties totalling 50 seconds,

Team Green's pacesetting time is 03:21.

Next up, brothers Dominic and Patrick.

The quickest in round one, so what's the plan here, boys?

We need to take our time.

We need to think things through or else it's going to go badly wrong.

We want to get that money in our pocket.

That's the politician talking.

-There's no second-place.

-HE MOUTHS SILENTLY

Listen, Dominic, we a got a campaign worked out for this?

-We got a battle plan?

-Slow and steady wins the race.

-Yeah?

Slow and steady wins the race.

Best of luck with that. Three, two, one, go!

-All right.

-HE SINGS TUNE

Go slow around.

Yeah, yeah. Hey-hey!

-Stigs coming up. Slow it down. Slow it through.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Oh, nice!

-Oh, what!

-Pretty good.

So much for being conservative. Did someone forget to tell Patrick?

-Hey-hey!

-And hard right.

-Hard right!

Ooh, Thatcherite directions.

-Yeah!

-And slow it down. Slow it down to get through.

We don't want that. Oh, one down.

-HE LAUGHS

-Yes!

-Now, come on!

-Come on, lads!

Looks like Dominic is for turning.

The idea of slow and steady has been ditched for a new policy.

Try and get the white one instead of the red.

-Get out of my way!

-Two more!

-Whoohoo!

-Get out of the way! We're coming through, baby!

That's the spirit.

Nice work!

-Yes. I feel so mean-spirited.

-Well, I mean...

But I'm really happy.

Yeah!

-And across. Oh, my God!

-Yeah!

-And we're here!

-Yeah!

-Whoohoo!

Past the chequered flag, a speedy 01:57.

Oh, that was fun!

But five white Stigs down means a total time of 02:22.

Still, that puts them right at the top.

Next to hop in their buggy

is late entrant Sheba and shaggy monster Simon,

the cartoonists.

'I think people see us as complete hippies.'

We live in a funny little wooden house with a tin roof

called The Love Shack on an island in the middle of the river.

-'But we're pretty competitive, I'd say.

-We are competitive.'

-Her catchphrase is...

-Eat my dust.

-..eat my dust.

Watch and learn, children. Watch and learn.

Oh!

Fighting talk!

OK, keep that anger management down now.

Ready? Three, two, one, go. KLAXON BLARES

-And they're off.

-Whoo!

Keep an eye out for them Stigs.

There's going to be a Stig around the corner.

Go through the middle. You can do it. Yeah!

Perfectly done.

That's less hippy-dippy and more hippy-yippy.

This is great!

-Yes, it is, Simon. She's flying.

-Mind the eggs.

Yeah, watch out for the eggs.

-Hang on. What eggs?

-Squeeze it down between the Stigs.

-Go on. You can go faster than that.

-Whoohoo!

Go on. Yeah, go on. Easy, girl. There. Nice one.

-Oh!

-Go. Foot down. Foot down. Foot down.

-It is down.

Sheba's flat out approaching the Cape.

-Whoa! You basket!

-Missed it. Missed it. You missed it.

Yeah, perfectly done. Oh!

Ooh, two.

-Way-hey!

-Ooh, that's tight.

-Are we going to squeeze in?

-HE INHALES

-Missed it. Well done. Perfect.

-We haven't hit a single Stig so far.

-No, Simon, you've hit three.

Take another breath. HE INHALES

And again. HE INHALES

And again. HE INHALES

Once more. HE INHALES

-Lovely.

-Go, go, go, go!

-Full power up Sillymanjaro.

BOTH CHEER

-Sheba is a cartoonist possessed.

-Brilliant. Well done.

Nicely drifting round the corner.

-Nice run.

-Go, go, go, go, go!

And bahoo! There is the finish line.

-That was good, wasn't it?

-That was amazing.

-Are we finished?

-I loved that. Again, again, again!

That was a belting time from Sheba.

02:03 with penalties puts the Pinks to the top

and relegates the Green Team definitely into the race-off.

The Blues still might join them, but that is down to our final team

of round one race-off survivors, Tim and Soly.

I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.

We're here to win. Honestly, we are here to win.

'We have to win it because we've already spent it.'

Big trip next year planned.

-Soly's...

-HE CLEARS THROAT

..birthday.

-We have no choice. We've got to win it.

-Yes.

Remember, Soly saved you last time in the race-off,

-so it's all down to you, my friend.

-Yeah.

Let's hope that doesn't have to happen again.

-No pressure.

-Three, two, one, go.

-Go.

Time for Tim to prove himself.

Right, six coming up.

Left and right. Slowly. Gently.

-Nice.

-Ooh, quickly through the first batch of Stigs.

-Steely determination from Tim.

-Go, go, go, go.

Good run so far.

-Keep going to the left.

-Next few Stigs.

-Left, left.

-ALL:

-Oh!

Two. Two.

Two down. Got to be careful, but Tim is ploughing into the Cape.

And right. Stop.

-ALL:

-Oh!

-Stop!

-Oh, we got a red Stig.

Looks like they're stuck as well.

-Things unravelling quite quickly.

-Help, help, help!

-Oh, dear.

-Panicking.

-HE GASPS

-Oh, I'm so sorry.

-Tim, shut up about sorry.

RECORD SCRATCHES Back on the move after

a penalty pit stop, they need to make up ground and fast.

Oh, well...

Well-driven. That is amazing.

That's how it's done. Is it too little, too late?

Up Sillymanjaro. Last few seconds.

Oh, my God. This is thrilling.

-Sure is, Soly.

-Here they come.

-And here's the finish line.

-Done it!

-Yeah!

-And it's over.

Blues feeling a little nervous.

-SHE LAUGHS

-How do you feel?

-I feel scared.

Results time.

I can tell you...

..you actually drove the second-quickest time of the day.

-No way! But...?

-However...

-Oh!

-No!

-I know.

..with a pit stop penalty and all the Stigs,

you clocked in at 02:54, putting you in the race-off,

which means, Patrick and Dom, you're safe,

and you are up against James and Sophia.

Yes, it's the Greens against

race-off vets, the Yellows.

Can Soly survive another race-off

or should she fear Sophia?

The pair must answer one simple question

whilst suffering a not-so-simple lap of the track,

driven by The Stig's hooligan nephews

in buggies capable of turning your internal organs into noodle soup.

Bon appetit.

ENGINES REV

-Whoo!

-OK, ready for the question?

-Absolument.

-Yes.

You've got one lap to give as many of the following as you can -

title character names of the Mr Men books.

-Do you understand the question?

-Yeah.

-Yes.

OK. Three, two, one, go.

Mr Sunshine. Mr Smiley. Mr Strong.

Mr Happy. Mr Tickly.

Strong start. Lots of answers coming.

Mr Chatterbox. Oh, my God. That's me.

Come on, Soly!

Mr Grumpy.

Little Miss Sunshine.

No, that's a Little Miss. That's a Little Miss!

Little Miss Sunshine.

That's right, James. Only Mr Men characters count.

Mr Pretty. Miss Sunshine. Miss Sunshine.

Now Little Miss Soly's at it.

Mr Nosy. Mr Square.

Mr Triangle. Mr Hat. Oh, I don't know what Mr Hat is!

God, I can't think. Mr Gentle. Mr... Um, Miss...

Miss Short. Mr Tiny.

-Mr...

-Oh, dear. Back on the misses.

-..um, Grumpy.

Mr... Mr...

Mr Mister? Don't remember that one.

-Mr Rude.

-Mr...

-SHE LAUGHS

-Mr Handsome. Mr...

-SHE SCREAMS

-Oh, my God.

-Hard to think when all four wheels are off the ground.

Keep trying. Last few seconds. SHE SCREAMS

-Mr...

-Mr Sexy. Sexy?

Pretty sure that's not right, Soly.

Mr... I can't think.

Mr, um, Happy. Mr Crazy!

And it's over. Phew!

Let's see how many Mr Men characters these ladies remembered.

I didn't do well. I didn't do well.

Oh, God. That was brilliant. Thanks.

SHE LAUGHS

-Um, ladies, well done.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

Soly, my favourite from you was the slightly inappropriate,

for a children's book, Mr Sexy. THEY LAUGH

-But we have to have a winner.

-OK.

-OK?

-Oh, please!

And I can tell you that,

Sophia, you got four correct answers.

Soly, you got four correct answers.

-What?!

-Do they go again?

-No!

-Which means...

-No. Please, no.

..we have to go on the fastest time...

..that you originally did around this course,

-which means you guys are going home.

-Aw, thank you.

-That's all right.

-What?

-What about the penalties?

-Tim and Soly, that means you guys are going through.

-No!

HE LAUGHS

-I've done it. I've done it again.

-SHE LAUGHS

Yes! Come on!

You know what? Round three, bring it on.

-I'm not going to lie, I'm gutted.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Little Miss Sunshine.

-You did say Little Miss Sunshine

and I thought, "Um...Little Miss Eliminated."

THEY LAUGH

This has been an amazing experience.

-Come on, son. Come on, son.

-She was my rock.

-Yeah? Was I a good co-pilot?

-You were a great co-pilot.

Thank you. And you were a great driver.

# He can be my little boy

# Yes, and I'll be his girl. #

So, two couples have driven off into the sunset,

leaving three to drive into some very large walls

for a place in the final. Round three is the Drive-Thru.

At the end of these lanes are two answers to one question.

When the lights go green, our teams have to drive as fast as they can

through the answer they think is correct in these Ford Fiestas.

They need to be fast and they need to be right

because at the end of each race, someone will lose a life.

Lose two lives and you're out.

At the end of which, we have our finalists,

ready to get in The Getaway Car, potentially win £10,000,

and face this enigma wrapped in a riddle concealed in a helmet.

So, three teams battling for one place in the final.

In lane one, it's Team Pink.

You should dry those hands off.

That's it.

Brothers Dominic and Patrick are the Blues in lane two.

-Should I have my hands like that or what do you think?

-Ten and two.

Ah, the old ten and two. Classic.

And in lane three, Team Yellow, shopkeepers Tim and Soly.

Twice in the race-off, they've got the most to prove again.

-I hope we win it.

-What do you mean you hope?

-Come on.

We're going to win it, Tim. We're the underdogs.

We'll win the whole thing.

Teams, welcome to the Drive-Thru. This is race director Dermot.

Race one, question one.

-In snooker, how many points is the blue ball worth...

-Ooh.

..five or six?

-Got it.

-Three, two, one, go.

I think it's five. I'm pretty sure it's five.

-What number is it?

-The answer is definitely five.

-It's five. It's five, Soly.

-How do you know that?

-I know that cos I used to play snooker as a lad.

-Did you?

-Do you play much snooker?

-No. No, I don't.

Go on. Go on. Go on. Go on.

-Argh!

-BOTH:

-Yeah!

-Oh, my God.

-We were the slowest.

-Oh, look. We were definitely the slowest.

-Damn.

Easy peasy! Thank you very much for that.

-What did they go for?

-They went for five as well. And so did they.

Yes, the Blues are correct.

Everyone chose five, which is the right answer.

That leaves it down to speed, and the Pinks

were by far the slowest. They lose a life.

Lose another life and the Pinks leave The Getaway Car.

-Come on.

-HE EXHALES

All right, race director Dermot here.

Race two, question two.

In the Best Actress category of the Academy Awards,

who has been nominated the most times -

Dame Helen Mirren or Dame Judi Dench?

Three, two, one, go.

And they're off!

-Hey, what's going on with the Yellows?

-Oh.

-Oh.

-I wasn't ready.

-Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter.

Go, go, go, go. Just keep going.

-Judi Dench?

-Yeah?

-Do you agree with that, yeah?

I'd go... I'd go for Dench.

Just go. Go round that corner. Go for it. Hit it, hit it, hit it.

Straight through.

On the left. On the left. On the left.

Go for Dench.

Brilliant. Cool.

Oh, I wasn't ready.

-I wasn't ready.

-It's cool. It's fine. It doesn't matter.

-We came first there.

-Yeah, if we got the question right.

If we got the question right.

Well-driven. Well, I say that.

Tim and Soly, what happened at the start there?

I didn't have it in drive. I had it in park.

It's an automatic. How hard can it be?

Um, right.

The question was in the Best Actress category of the Academy Awards,

who has been nominated the most times -

Dame Helen Mirren, Dame Judi Dench?

Two of you gave me Judi Dench and one gave us Helen Mirren.

Well, the correct answer...

-..is Dame Judi Dench.

-Oh!

-Yes!

-Which means, Sheba and Simon, second life lost.

Come on!

'I forgive you for getting that answer wrong.'

-I forgive you for driving like your mum.

-Like my mum, yeah.

-OK.

-That's it done. Yeah, way to go.

'It's cool. It's cool. We've had a great time.'

This is great!

Yeah, the game's the thing, eh? The game's the thing.

It's the taking part that matters.

-Not the winning, right?

-SHE LAUGHS

# Bye-bye, my love, goodbye. #

So, we're down to the final two couples.

Two lives, two choices, one spot in the final.

-Look at Tim. He's like...

-HE GROWLS

-Proper ready to go, isn't he?

-Yeah.

OK, teams, race three, question three.

Both got two lives left. Very well done.

Tim and Soly, do you have your car in gear?

-Yes, we do...

-Yes.

-..thank you very much, Dermot.

Excellent news.

So, here's the question.

When the clock strikes midnight on the 31st of December,

the capital city of which country welcomes in the New Year first -

Australia or the United States of America?

-Three, two, one, go.

-Go, Tim. Put your foot down.

Straight out of the blocks this time for the Yellows.

Neck and neck.

Definitely Australia because do you not remember

-you see the Sydney Harbour Bridge all lit up?

-Oh, yeah.

Go, Tim! Go!

-100% left.

-Whoo!

-Did we...?

-I don't know. That was close, that.

Ooh, that was a nailbiter. The answer was Australia

and they both got it right,

but it was the Blues who just came through first.

-They were ahead.

-They just nabbed us.

-They were ahead.

-They just nabbed us.

For the record, yes, they were ahead,

and they did indeed just nab you.

So, the Yellows have one life remaining.

-Mm!

-Come on.

Come on, lad. Done well so far.

-Panicking.

-I can't believe he beat me in that.

I can't believe he beat me.

Getting interesting now, guys. Patrick, Dom, how are you feeling?

-Yes!

-Yeah, raring! Come on.

-You've barely put a foot wrong.

-So far, yeah. Don't jinx it, Dermot.

-I'm not meaning to jinx it.

-Kiss of death.

Tim, Soly, you have been in the race-off twice.

-You are still here.

-The underdogs are not out.

Like your style.

Here is your question.

Where will you find the Sea of Tranquillity -

the earth or the moon?

-Three, two, one, go.

-Go.

Go, go, go, go. Come on.

The Sea of Tranquillity is definitely on the moon.

-To your right.

-I know that.

Just go. Hack it! Hack it! For God's sake, hack it!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Just go. Go! Go!

Yes!

-Yes!

-I think we've done it. I think we've done it.

Nice, if slightly scary, victory face there, Tim.

The Sea of Tranquillity is on the moon,

and with both teams getting the answer correct,

the Yellows just manage to edge it.

-Yes!

-HE LAUGHS

I think they beat us. It was that last corner, Dom.

So, the Blues have also lost a life.

This is it. Both teams on their final lives.

-Good luck.

-Good luck.

-Good luck, Dom.

-Oh, this tension is just ridiculous.

-It's... Yeah.

Whoever wins this race is through to the final,

and a potential £10,000 prize.

Patrick and Dominic, Tim and Soly, I am not one given to melodrama...

..but this is the big one.

It's all or nothing.

Here's your question.

True or false -

The Titanic sank before World War I began?

Three, two, one, go. TYRES SCREECH

-True, true, true.

-Is that true, is it?

-It was 1912, wasn't it?

-Was 1912 before...?

-World War I is 1914.

-When did World War I begin?

-Come on. Come on.

-Um, true? True? True?

-Oh, no, no, no.

-I'm going true.

-That was so close. Did they get it?

-It was a complete guess.

-OK. I think it was false.

-Was it false?

-I think so.

It was so, so close.

Both of you, well done. So...

..the question I asked you was true or false -

The Titanic sank before World War I began?

And that is true. You both gave me the correct answer.

So, it all comes down to speed.

Tonight's finalists...

..by the smallest of margins...

..are Tim and Soly. SHE SCREAMS

-Oh, my God!

-SHE LAUGHS

Yes, the Yellows snatched that win at the last moment.

So, sadly, it's the end of the campaign trail

for Dominic and Patrick,

but second's still a great effort, lads,

if we were working with proportional representation.

Coming first would have been nice.

We would have liked to have raced Mr Stig,

but, no, we've had a great time.

-Whoohoohoo!

-Get out of the way. We're coming through, baby!

'This is going to be something

'that we'll treasure for the rest of our lives.'

I've learned to maybe listen to Dominic a little bit more,

and not just go off on my own route, as such.

-Judi Dench?

-Yeah.

-Would you agree with that, yeah?

But, yeah, we've worked very well together,

and I'm glad he's my brother.

-Aw, isn't that nice?

-Brotherly love again.

# Yeah, they've got something special

# It's brotherly love. #

So, five couples started out with hope in their hearts,

and four have ended up with dust,

gravel and bits of wall in their shoes,

leaving one couple to contest the final,

and maybe - just maybe - drive their way to £10,000.

But standing in their way with his arms folded

is a small matter of one human being.

GRUMPILY: "I drive really fast. Me, me, me, me, me."

The underdogs won. This is the best thing.

You know, we started off round one...

-Listen to me!

-Tell me.

-Reverse!

..like, "Race-off. Surprise."

-You gave me ten.

-What?!

-Round two?

-Help, help, help.

Race-off. Surprise.

Mr Sexy. Sexy?

-You guys are going through.

-No!

'We just like to do things the hard way.'

We really do.

# Let there be you... #

Our relationship is very strong.

I'm just so proud of him. Tears are welling up in my eyes.

-I spend every day of my life being proud of Soly, so...

-Um...

-She's going to cry.

-SHE LAUGHS

# Let there be love. #

-We are racing The Stig.

-It's our wildest dream come true.

I know it sounds really naff, but it truly is.

TYRES SCREECH

So, this is the final round, the Getaway Chase.

Tim and Soly are charged with driving twice around this track

as fast as they can in this, The Getaway Car.

Now, this little sweetheart is no slouch,

and by far the fastest car they've driven today.

So, you know, handle with care.

Now, for Tim and Soly, it couldn't be more simple.

Each time they pass under a money gate,

they bank that amount of cash.

However, just seconds after they take off,

The Stig gets a green light and starts hunting them down.

When he catches up with them, it's game over.

But if they get to the finish line before The Stig,

they walk away with £10,000.

It is a tall order, though,

partly because The Stig is The Stig, and secondly,

because he has a vast arsenal of supercars at his disposal.

And tonight, his machine of choice is the Mercedes-AMG GT S.

Ooh, lovely.

With a top speed of 192mph,

and naught to 60 in just 3.8 seconds,

it's significantly quicker than The Getaway Car.

So, to make this a fair contest,

The Getaway Car Pit Crew have worked out that Tim and Soly

should have an eight-second head start.

If they drive The Getaway Car perfectly,

that £10,000 will be theirs.

So, two laps, two green lights,

one very argumentative couple versus one Stig.

Let the Getaway Chase commence.

Good luck, baby. You can do it.

You literally concentrate on the driving and nothing else,

I'm telling you, yeah?

ENGINE REVS, TYRES SCREECH

ENGINE PURRS LOUDLY

Ooh! Look, it's Stig.

-I've never seen The Stig.

-Is that Mr Stig?

Yeah, look. Oh, my God.

He's going to try and unnerve you.

Don't even think about it.

ENGINE REVS

Two laps, six gates,

£10,000 and one Stig.

ENGINE REVS

Right, OK. Good luck, Team Yellow.

We can do this. We can do this.

TYRES SCREECH

And they're off. Flying start by Tim and Soly.

Look at those eyes.

TYRES SCREECH The eight seconds are up,

and The Stig is not messing around. Nice start.

That's it. Beautiful.

Tim and Soly already at the first gate.

1,000. Let's go, Tim. Calm down. Calm down.

And here comes The Stig.

£2,000.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

He is hot on their heels now.

Where is he? He's not there. He's not there.

Oh, no!

£3,000 and one lap down. Can they hold The Stig off?

Look at that speed. Catching up.

And Tim's taken that corner extremely wide.

Could this be it? TYRES SCREECH

Come on, baby. Put your foot down. Put your foot down, baby. Come on.

Put your foot down.

ENGINES REV

-That's it.

-No!

-And The Stig has got them.

I think it's fine. I think we got it.

-No, we didn't. We didn't.

-Tim, I think we did.

-I think we did.

-No, we didn't.

-No, I've got a feeling we did.

So close, but that corner really cost them.

Put your foot down. Put your foot down, baby. Come on.

The Stig saw the opportunity,

and Tim and Soly just fell short of the £6,000 gate.

-No!

-That's three grand in the bag, though.

Not a bad day's work for the Yellows.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE Come on, Tim.

I can tell you're beating yourself up.

You don't need to do that, mate. You did really well.

HE GROANS Really, really well.

I went too fast on the corners. I lost traction on the corners.

-I wasn't even thinking about The Stig behind me.

-Yeah.

-Your brain just turns to mush.

-Yeah.

-And then, suddenly, The Stig goes past you.

-Yeah.

It's just... That is...that is so frustrating.

-Oh!

-You were so close to 6,000 as well.

-I know. I know.

-Oh, no.

Listen, to start with, you're this week's champions.

-£3,000 is not bad.

-Yes!

-Thank you. Thank you.

Look at that ball of positivity. SHE LAUGHS

-Well done.

-Aw, really, thank you very much.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

OK, give it up.

Great effort this week. Tim and Soly!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

All right, and that is it.

I'm off to give The Stig a much-needed cuddle,

but we'll be back next week with more brave couples

ready to put their driving skills and their love on the line.

We'll see you then.