Luxury Cars Top Gear USA

Now on Top Gear:

It's all about luxury. A Rolls-Royce for two beautiful ladies.

Tanner drives the new 250,000 Porsche 911.

It is awesome!

And we hit one of the richest towns in America

to see if we can put one over on the locals.

-Is this a real Ferrari?

-It says Ferrari right up there!

Welcome to Top Gear!

Today we're celebrating the cars that dreams are made of.

I know I have weird taste, but for you guys, what's your dream car?

ALL SHOUT AT ONCE

-Prius?!

-That guy's a liar if he wants a Prius!

Man, you need to raise your goals!

-I heard Bugatti, I heard Ferrari.

-Lamborghini.

They're great cars, but that's because most of us can't afford them.

When did 250,000 become the standard for a super car?

It's unbelievable. So we were given a challenge. How much dream car can you get for just five grand?

To see which one of us got the best deal, we took a trip to one of the richest places in America.

New Jersey. Home of Atlantic City, the birthplace of Bon Jovi

and more landfills than any other state in the Union.

It's also one of the best places to snatch up used-car bargains.

Our challenge was to buy the best high-end car we could for 5,000.

To see who chose best, we'd drive them through New York to The Hamptons,

the playground of the rich and famous, to try and convince the locals they were the real deal.

This is a 1972 Rolls-Royce Silver Shadow.

I got it for 5,000. You can't even get a beat-up Camry for five grand!

I like Cadillacs, I always did, but this is a whole new standard of elegance.

Everything about this car is grand. Look at this gas flap.

It's like a rudder!

I wasn't the only one to buy British.

-That's exotic?!

-I'm sorry your husband passed away. How are you dealing with it?

-I didn't know you were 140 years old!

-I didn't know you were a junk bond salesman!

Allow me to introduce the 1982 Jag XJS.

This thing is beautiful.

-This thing probably rides pretty good.

-Excellent.

This rides AND has performance. It's low-slung, looks like a cat about to attack.

The only cool thing about this is it has a V12.

Well, this one is part of a very popular Americanisation program

where they put a Chevy 350 small block in it.

Come on, it adds a little red-neck to an otherwise almost overly-sophisticated...

A little red-neck? You have to drive this without shoes or teeth!

It's not that bad! Did you hear a rumbling?

No way!

Look who got a Ferrari!

-You did not. I can tell you that.

-I always wanted a Ferrari 308 and I've finally got one.

-You did not get one. You bought a kit car. This is no Ferrari.

-Look in there.

I don't have to. I can see it's too short, the intake doesn't work.

-This is a Faux-rrari!

-There is a little bit of Pontiac Fiero in there!

It's a kit car. You buy a cheaper car and replace the outside with a fibreglass version of a cool car.

This is an '88 Fiero. It was built on the best year of the Fiero.

-Look at that.

-Your car is incontinent!

As you're driving, you see people look at it like it's a Ferrari, then you see the Fiero gauges.

Doesn't it make you feel dirty inside?

-It looks great!

-But it's not a Ferrari and it won't make it in The Hamptons.

-'Bickering wouldn't prove anything.'

-What are you doing?

-Getting in.

-But it's not right-hand drive.

-I know.

The door doesn't open?!

So we started on our journey to The Hamptons.

Our first challenge was at an airport 50 miles away.

The drive gave us time to get to know our cars a little better.

This is the definition of luxury. Rolls-Royce.

This was the first unibody Rolls. And it has hydraulic rear suspension.

Load it up with beer, dead bodies, money stolen from common people.

Doesn't matter. It just glides like a shadow.

A couple of bad points. I'm sitting this close because this is as far as the seat goes back.

AC doesn't work. I can't tell you its horsepower because Rolls-Royce don't disclose it.

They would say the horsepower is "sufficient".

However, the brakes on this are not so sufficient.

Look at him! He's driving to the country club. I own the country club!

I loved these things as a kid. They were just menacing!

It has inboard rear brakes, a very sophisticated rear suspension

and is actually pretty quick for how comfortable it is.

When you get a car like this that has a cat for a name,

the problems are considered character.

Tachometer and speedometer do not work at all. Does the horn work? ..No.

So you either think kit cars are cool

or they're owned by underfunded posers that live in their Mom's basement.

I obviously think they're cool.

I've seen a lot of kit cars and this one is actually really close.

Kit cars were supposed to be a certain percentage different from the original

so there wasn't copyright infringement.

But this was so close, Ferrari sued the company that made it and put them out of business.

My Ferrari looked great, but I quickly discovered one of its weaknesses.

-OK, I'm going to get hit.

-HORNS BLARE

Hi, sweetheart!

That was a bold move pulling out in your 22hp Ferrari into the traffic like that!

I didn't think he was going to make it!

It cruises beautifully at 30. It just takes a long time to get there!

-I think you're upsetting the natives, Rutledge!

-That was one ugly dude!

Clearly you can't drive the Fiero like you would a Ferrari. That's what I'm learning.

Congress moves faster than that Ferrari!

Rutledge almost got himself killed, but he wouldn't give up.

You guys aren't realising I'm driving a true exotic car.

It's not just a nice car, it's...exotic.

It's a Ferrari on the outside, a Pontiac on the outside. You're driving a vehicular transvestite!

Well said!

After an eventful 50 miles, we arrived at our first challenge.

-You OK?

-It's English.

-Ah. Beautiful runway.

-You know what feels great? Being a Ferrari owner.

-It's not even Ferrari-ish.

-It's amazing.

-Let's see what we're doing.

"The engineering of a great dream car should stand the test of time.

"To see which of you chose best, you'll now make a top-speed run.

"The car that comes closest to hitting its original top speed wins."

-What will this do top speed?

-Back in its day, this did 112.

-Wow!

-I don't believe that.

-It did 112.

-No way.

-This thing is way too heavy to go that fast.

-I believe 112. What does that thing do?

-123.

-What?!

-No, no. That's what the Pontiac did.

That's the Fiero speed. No way the top speed of a Ferrari 308 is 123. It's like in the 140s.

-144, actually.

-So you have to do 144.

-You know what? Fine!

I'll do 123 on my way to 144.

I'll do them both! Yeah.

-He's a bigger idiot than I thought.

-Yeah!

This thing, original speed, 142 miles an hour.

-Out of town!

-With the V12.

-With the V12. With the Chevy, it'll be even faster.

-No.

-Yeah.

-Adam, you're straddling the yellow line. Know what that means?

-I've no idea.

It means you're going first. Watch and learn, kids.

When you say learn, do we have to use our passenger door?

Shimmy on over there.

I'll sit over here on beauty and power.

Smoke the tyres!

-Yeah.

-Hot them up!

-Hot them up!

-It's a Rolls-Royce, you idiots!

-You'll have to roll the window down.

-I couldn't hear.

That's obscene!

-Look at that. Smooth as silk.

-GEARS GRATE

-Hear that shift?

-Difficult shift to second.

30... 35.

40.

He is just not very far away!

No need to go fast. I just look good getting there!

I can still read the license plate! That is sad!

85... And I'm running out of room to stop.

-Do you know the horsepower of those?

-What?

-"Sufficient."

-Get out!

-Swear!

-That didn't look like 112.

-It's not about speed, it's about looking good getting there.

-Hold on just a second.

-I think this whole thing was about speed.

-No, it says top speed.

-Right there.

-It says speed right here.

-85.

-Bull.

-I don't think you did 85.

-I did 85!

-Miles an hour?

-I needed room to stop.

-I'm up.

-You're up.

-I'm going.

OK. Here we go.

REVS ENGINE

Raring to go here! I'm gonna go pretty soon.

See you!

Come on, baby! That's what I'm talking about!

COUGHS

-Why does he always have to do that?

-Because he has a small penis!

I've got no speedometer whatsoever, but it feels like about 100.

142 for that car was really fast.

Probably about 120.

Jeez, he might really do it.

I think that's the end of the road.

Brakes work pretty good.

I'm looking for a fireball. Got anything?

-Hello. Sorry about the burnout there.

-Maybe a little excessive.

-148 miles an hour.

-You did not!

-Don't fool us. You did not.

-Yeah.

-Unless the speedometer's wrong.

-Does your speedometer work?

-Yeah.

-Oh, yeah.

-It works?

-Oh, yeah.

You know what? I can beat it. I can do 149.

-In that?!

-Yeah, 149.

-Why 149? Are you just one-upping me?

-Adding one number to my number?

-I picked it out of thin air.

-You'll be surprised.

-Real mature, one-upper. That's the slowest red car ever. You won't see triple digits.

That's not true.

-All right, Ferrari. Sorry, that was really close to your name!

-Yes!

Oh, this thing runs like crap.

Still in second gear!

-Shift!

-Foot is on the floor!

Really, really come on!

Do something!

That is depressing!

I'm going to have to lie!

-How are you?

-Real good.

-OK. What was your speed?

-How did you do?

I was going so fast, it was hard to look down.

40? 45?

55?

-Did you make 60?

-I didn't. I hit 55.

-Seriously?

-State speed limit I did not break. That's all she had.

-That's it?

-That is so sad!

-I'm ashamed. What a huge piece of...

-Thank God it looks so good. Still the best-looking car here.

-It's terrible!

-Let's go.

-I am happy to be climbing back into that.

I have the best-looking car here.

Buffy and Anastasia, they're all going to love this.

We made our way to The Hamptons for the next challenge. Which of our cars would fit in best?

Vineyards, money, Rolls-Royce, I am in my element right here.

Holy cow!

That is a ranch right there.

People with their own equestrian tracks.

"I think I'll take Buffy out for a ride this morning."

Wow, look at these houses.

Look at that!

What the hell is that?

When people are buying an exotic car, they're making a statement.

Maybe it says, "I've arrived", or "I'm fancy now."

This car screams, "Bravo!" And, "Yeah", all put together.

Adam says, "Pardon me, do you have any grave coupons?"

We arrived at the location for our next challenge. The ultra-exclusive Bridge Golf Club

where membership will cost you 750,000.

Rutledge's Fiero was so nervous, it wet itself.

"A great dream car is one people want to be seen in.

"To find out which of you chose the most appealing car,

"you will pick up and drive as many Hamptonites as you can

"to an event here at the Bridge Golf Club.

"You have one hour. Most people moved wins."

-Most people moved wins.

-Yes.

Gentlemen, this is The Hamptons. This is all about image, OK?

-This is an image. This is offensive.

-You know what?

My Ferrari is as real as the women's breasts up here!

-Well, that's a fair point.

-Thank you. Thank you.

-Are you going to tell people it's a Ferrari?

-It may not even come up.

We've got one hour. I'm going to prove you guys wrong. Ready?

-Let's go.

-Let's go.

-How do we know if they're Hamptonites?

-They'll be looking down on you!

Right.

Hold on, world!

TYRES SCREECH

We had been hired to chauffeur women from a beauty salon in town

to a gala event at the golf club.

Here we are, fellas!

-CRUNCH

-Sorry!

-God!

-Hi, ladies!

Adam and Rutledge pounced first.

What are you doing?

This is just a safety precaution.

-I think I smell fire coming out. Did I scare you? I'm sorry.

-No.

-Is the car on fire?

-I can smell it.

-That's his car.

What you smell is his car. Sorry. We're blocked in here.

Can you move that piece of crap out of the way?

OK. Ready?

Hold on. It accelerates pretty fast.

And...there I go.

What's up? Hey!

Ferrari 308.

Wheee!

-Ever been in a Rolls-Royce before?

-Yeah, but not one like this!

Yeah, she's special.

This is the 308, which you may recognise from Magnum P.I. Did you ever watch that show?

Uh, I wasn't alive.

OK.

It's a little warm in here. Can you turn on the AC?

Um, AC carries a lot of germs, you know?

-So I prefer the cross ventilation. I can go faster.

-No, we're good.

You know, the thing about exotic cars is they draw a lot of attention.

Obviously very beautiful women like yourself find the cars very attractive.

I'm sure that's what drew you to the car initially.

BANG

-Whoa! Sorry.

-What was that?

That was the car backfiring.

I haven't had a chance to get this into the Ferrari dealership.

It's hard to get... And the car's shut off. OK. I just need one...

-There it goes.

-Good.

-Let me just open her up a bit.

Yeah, there we go!

-I'm starting to feel really car sick because it's so warm in here.

-OK, I'll speed up.

No! Um, can you just pull over right here?

We can run in here into the ladies' room.

-Ladies, I have found you a rest room.

-OK, great.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that. Just hit 40!

The king of the road, we established, is the Jag.

-How did you establish that?

-In our top speed tests.

-We had one challenge!

It still shows what you can get for five grand.

But if you had a bit more to spend, you could buy a real dream car

like this GT3 RS.

It's absolutely stunning. But Porsche has come out with an even faster car

and guess who got to drive it?

This is the fastest, most powerful production Porsche ever.

In development, Porsche's engineers, who don't overstate things,

code-named it The Beast.

This is the 911 GT2 RS.

GT2 RS, over 620 horsepower,

205 miles an hour. 0 to 60 in 3.4 seconds.

It eats the asphalt, just devours it.

To get these figures, Porsche had to cut weight drastically.

So they got out the axe and made the GT2 RS just over 3,000lbs.

An astonishing 400lbs lighter than the next model down,

the 911 Turbo.

They lost the rear seats, the all-wheel drive went out the window

and even the metal badge on this carbon fibre hood became a sticker.

Even though this car started out as a mechanic's pipe dream,

eventually 80,000 engineering hours and nearly half a million miles of testing

were invested in it.

If you want to buy the GT2 RS,

it'll cost you a cool 245 grand,

but you're too late.

Porsche will only make 500, and they've already sold the lot.

As with all 911s, the engine is buried in the rear, a legacy of the VW Beetle it's derived from.

It's a key to its high-strung handling.

This is a good old-fashioned beast that could get you into real trouble.

The remarkable thing about Porsches, especially the 911, is that if you take it easy,

you could even call it practical.

It's got pretty good storage space. There's a lot of room up-front.

The visibility is second to none

and this 911 is as comfortable sitting in traffic as it is shredding up a mountain road.

You can't say that about too many cars in the 200-mph club.

So the Porsche 911 GT2 RS could be the world's fastest car

that you could legitimately take shopping.

Porsche have always made cars with a split personality.

I'd met the practical shopping car. Now I wanted the raging, snarling beast to bite me,

fling me from the track in a red mist of rage.

A car like this is undeniably built to test your moxy as a driver.

That's right, I said it. Moxy.

I will say that this does not feel like 620 horsepower.

I expected so much more drama from this car. I expected to be scared.

This was bugging me. Where was the beast?

Something was wrong here.

Maybe in trying to create a practical supercar, Porsche had grabbed the beast...

..and cut off its horns.

So I called Porsche...

..and they had an answer.

The surface temperature is now reading 161 degrees.

That is really bad for a turbo-charged engine.

They're extracting a bit more out of the same amount of fuel

and when you have hot air, it basically wants to combust

before the spark even lights.

A car can lose as much as 70 to 80 horsepower

just in temperature swing.

So, if I was going to unleash this beast inside the GT2 RS,

I'd have to take a journey to one place you can escape the California desert heat.

A far-away place called...night.

12.00am. Downtown Los Angeles.

Temperature, 60 degrees.

Welcome to Beesenville.

Sun's gone down. Entering the city.

All this light to light business is not what you think the GT2 RS was designed for.

And I would agree with you.

Unless, of course, you had a fleet of officers there

whose sole purpose was to close these streets down for your enjoyment!

This is for you. It's not for me.

I'm barely even going to enjoy this.

SIRENS BLARE

It is awesome!

TYRES SCREECH

Now that the cold air is out, this thing is back to being a beast!

As I raced through tunnels and dark avenues,

I finally discovered what this car was really about.

Yeah!

That is what I am talking about!

Jesus!

It's like a dream come true. Ground rush from the kerbs, the lights, the poles,

everything is ridiculous!

Looked like I wasn't the only beast out hunting.

Rivals.

Looks like we have the inevitable California competition at the light.

And this was serious competition.

A 500-horsepower classic '69 Chevy Nova, one of the great muscle cars.

And an American legend, a 2009 Dodge Viper SRT 10.

Zero to 60 in under 3.6 seconds.

Both had the muscle to send the Porsche packing.

Not surprisingly, the Porsche whipped the competition.

And that Nova sounded serious, too.

The beast inside the GT2 RS was sated.

And so was I.

This car had finally lived up to its fearsome reputation.

In its 45-year run, there really hasn't been a bad 911.

You can't say that about Corvette, Lamborghini or Ferrari.

There's a temptation to call this one the latest, greatest and fastest ever.

The ultimate 911. It's found a perfect balance between a liveable supercar

and the ultimate driving utensil.

But then again, that's what we thought about the last 911.

We're on a drive from New Jersey to The Hamptons

to find out how much luxury you can get for just five grand.

-Some of us are doing better than others.

-Oh?

At least the girls got into my car!

Unless these girls need their teeth cleaned, no-one wanted to get into your creepy dentist chair!

I did get off to a slow start, but things started to look up.

I was first to deliver my posh local to the event.

Adam hadn't been so lucky. His girls had walked off and left him half way!

And Tanner had only just started.

I'm your ride. Don't mean to rush you. Just running a bit late.

OK. All right, we're out of here!

-Wow. Is this is a real Ferrari?

-It says Ferrari right up there.

Here we go!

My friend has a car like this.

-This is really different.

-This is all custom.

A Rolls-Royce for two beautiful ladies.

We're off.

I'm glad you got into my car. Not many people climb straight into the Jag.

It can be intimidating because of its raw power.

Getting a little hard to shift in here. I might have to check... Oh, boy!

Sorry, just let me... Yeah, there it went.

-Is that smoke?

-Smoke?

-Yeah.

Yeah, it's like a dusty kind of smoke. Watch, if we speed up, it goes away.

It'll be gone in a minute.

-It's a V8, right?

-Right. Do you want to feel the thunder?

Oh, yeah!

-It's surprisingly fast, right?

-How much is this car?

Thank you so much. Hope you have a wonderful time. Nice to meet you!

So you were only interested in your relationship for two years?

Then you were getting out of it for nearly two?

-Yes, pretty much.

-Good gosh!

-Are you a Gemini?

-Close.

-Taurus?

-Taurus.

Oh, you feel that power?

Um, is this really a Ferrari?

Here we are, ladies.

-I'll get the door!

-No.

-Let me let you out.

No, no.

Thank you!

The hour was up, and I only managed to deliver two girls

but surely Ruts's pseudo supercar couldn't have done better?

-How you doing?

-Fantastic.

-Is she still alive or did she die from fumes?

-She loves the Ferrari. I'll get that.

-How does she feel about the Pontiac?

-There you go. Thank you so much. Have a wonderful time. So nice to meet you.

-Thank you.

-Oh, look!

-It's the XJ moron. Wow.

There's a girl driving Taylor's car!

-..so am I.

-It's going to be...

-What is he doing?

Oh, gosh! There you go.

Your sister's wedding? How much fun is that?

I had no idea a car could go sideways!

Remember, this one's mine. You can't have it. Yep.

Thank you for the drive. Wonderful driver.

-Thank you.

-Really good girl.

Why was she driving your car?

-She wanted to buy it because it is so awesome.

-Oh, stop it!

She totally dug the thing from the moment she saw it. And the V8, everything.

-Is that a hickey?

-No, it's not a hickey!

What are you talking about? People don't get hickeys any more.

Anyway, are we going back at it again or what?

-Round Two, baby.

-That's it.

-How many did you get?

-That's the hour.

-It has not been...

-It has.

-Is that the only girl in one hour?

-You got one.

Now it's time for something we call Big Star, Small Car.

We take a celebrity, put him in our small car

and let him rip up our track to see how can set the fastest lap time.

Our celebrity today is from Torchwood. Welcome, Arlene Tur.

-Thank you.

-Ready?

Yeah, I'm ready, but are you ready?

I'm fine. I'll take all these guys into the hangar.

What kind of driver are you? Conservative? Are you composed behind the wheel?

Extremely composed. All the time.

-OK.

-Nobody has anything to worry about.

-OK, great.

-We'll see you after your lap.

-OK.

-Go get 'em!

-Here we go.

-Terrible start!

Not getting on with that stick.

Unbelievable.

-She is flying through that first turn.

-Woo!

Woo-woo-woo-woo!

She's happy about it!

She's coming into the tear drop.

Moving at a pretty good speed. You have to be careful here. See how she does.

SPEAKS IN CUBAN SPANISH

Which means, "I'm having a lovely time on Top Gear. Thanks for inviting me, Gringo."

-#

-Un pocito mas, un pocito meno

-#

-La-la-la-la-la-la.

-#

Hug it. Hug it, hug it, hug it.

Nice and close past the tyres. Pretty good speed.

The track is a little moist, which makes it more grippier.

Slow down.

Where am I going?

GPS is busted in the car as well. She's still pretty good. This is the roughest part of the track.

She's not on the brakes at all!

Nice!

What? What? I'm a race car driver, Momma!

I'm a race car... Uh-oh!

TYRES SCREECH

And across the flag! She hit the flag!

Oh, that's great!

Arlene, come on up!

Arlene Tur!

-You did so good!

-Oh, no!

-Have a seat.

Did you have fun?

I had so much fun!

-You hit...

-No.

-..two cones...

-Two only?

-You broke a camera.

-What?!

-You scared a cameraman.

-And you did something. You broke the flag. You hit the flag when you came in.

-No!

You actually hit the flag!

-I have to tell you...

-Where can I hide?

-You're pretty much put your foot down and hold on.

I told you I was very composed.

-So I had to let it rip.

-I'm glad you let it out here, cos you're going to kill somebody!

I know. I've never been told I could go as fast as I wanted. So...

-You don't go fast on the roads. That's responsible. What's your daily drive?

-A Jeep Wrangler.

Extended back, looks like a pick-up truck.

-Sweet. I love it.

-This segment is all about dream cars.

What would be your dream car?

-Ooh, I have a couple.

-Good.

-The Shelby Cobra is a favourite.

-Excellent choice.

-I would say vino, wine, with the pearl stripes.

-You have it all picked out.

-I don't care if it's a kit car!

-OK.

-Doesn't have to be the really expensive one

-because I also want the Mercedes G-wagen.

-G-wagen.

-Cabriole. The convertible.

-OK.

A man's picking you up for a date. Is there any car where you'd go, "Hell, no!"

-No, not really.

-A Dodge Caliber?

-No.

-What about an '83 Civic Wagon?

-No. It's the guy that pulls up, not the car.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-I don't believe it.

-What?

-A guy pulls up in a Pontiac Aztec? You're going to be like...

-No,

that's not right. I disagree with that. I don't care about the Aztec.

All right. Tell me about Torchwood.

-Death doesn't work in Torchwood? They tried to explain it.

-This season it's called Miracle Day.

Something happens where everyone stops dying. There's going to be over-population.

It's how Torchwood, the CIA, the government, everyone deals with the question of immortality.

On the show, what's your character?

I play a cardiothoracic surgeon.

-So you're a surgeon that saves people's lives that don't die.

-Exactly!

Nobody's dying, but everybody's still getting hurt.

Pain still exists and there's over-population, not enough resources or staff. So...

-It's the house I grew up in!

-Pretty much!

I have to ask, what did you think of our Suzuki?

Oh, it's nice. I didn't know I could take it that fast on the corners! I really...

I like your style. We have the same style.

-How do you think you did?

-Terrible!

-Terrible?

I think I did terrible because I've never trained. I didn't know when to brake.

I had the clutch in probably the whole time I was driving.

-Right.

-So I'm thinking I'm right under Buzz.

It's the happiest he'd ever be in his life!

You're so bad!

-Did you give it your best, I want to know.

-No.

-No?

-I mean I need more time on the track.

-So more time, you could have done better?

-Of course.

To be honest, I don't think you could have done any better.

-What? Why?

-Because you did it in one...forty...

-What?

What?!

..two...

What?!

-..point four.

-Liar!

1:42.4.

-Look at that. Know what that means?

-I won!

-That means...

-I won! I won!

I won! I won!

-You won!

-I won! I won!

I won! I won! I won!

-How did I do that?

-You can see!

Arlene Tur!

-How did I do that?

-Cos you were great!

That's crazy!

That doesn't mean I'm good. It just means they weren't that daring.

-That's great.

-It's crazy.

-So your dream car is a Suzuki!

My dream car is a Suzuki. A red Suzuki!

Ours or not, our dream cars look like this.

Our discount luxury cars have been living the high life in The Hamptons.

But now it was time to bring them home.

To Jersey City, New Jersey, for their final challenge.

After winning the chauffeuring challenge, it was one-all for me and Tanner.

Adam had to win here to salvage a tie.

What kind of place is this?

It's a metal recycling plant.

-Really?

-Basically a mortuary for cars.

-Wow.

-It is the site of our next challenge.

"Dream cars cost serious money.

"For that, your expectations are that you'll get serious engineering and build quality.

"To see which of your cars was built best, they'll be placed under an electromagnet.

"The fewest parts lost wins."

-Why are you smiling?

-Oh, your car's fibreglass! You won't lose anything!

-My car's fibreglass!

-You could lose the engine. Everything else.

-Your car weighs 5,000lbs?

-Close to it, yes.

-All steel.

-This thing weighs what?

-4,000lbs?

-All steel.

Mine, 2,900, mostly fibreglass.

OK. The quality of these cars is what will keep them together.

This was a challenge made for my Rolls.

Here was my chance to get back in the game.

-Right. I'm ready.

-Sure about this?

-Positive.

-OK. Let's do this.

-Not worried?

-Not at all.

-Come on, magnet!

-See the hood moving.

-The hood's fine.

-Come on down!

-Watch the windshield.

-Come on down!

-Don't break the windshield!

-Ha-ha!

-Come on down with that thing!

-Oh, man!

-See that, gentlemen? Quality.

-He's going for the trunk.

Bring it down. Bring it down!

Oh, yes!

-Oh, look at that!

-OK, that's good, guys. Don't scratch it!

-Goodness me!

-That's your jack!

-That doesn't count. It's an accessory.

-That's build quality, all right.

-Quality.

My Rolls put up a good fight. Now was time for the bearded boy in the plastic Pontiac.

She's ready!

-Something's got to be loose. Cover up.

-OK.

-Is that going to help?

-A little lower. That's good.

-Keep it coming.

Perfect. Don't change a thing.

-Plenty of room.

-That's good. That's fine there. That's good.

-Here we go.

-Look at this!

-Look at that quality.

-I don't think it's on. Hold on.

You don't think it's on?!

Whoa!

-Yes!

-Well, it's on.

That means your car is so cheap it doesn't have enough metal in it

to react to a magnet.

Garbage. Get it out of there.

At last it was Tanner's turn to put his Jaguar XJ crap under the magnet.

Come on, come on!

-If he won this, he'd take the title.

-No problem.

Hand-made.

Right. Bring it over!

-I'm pretty nervous, to be honest.

-You should be. Turn that thing on.

-It's on now.

-You can hear it.

-Go easy.

Just ripped it off the hinges!

I think we're done here.

Does that count as one part?

Totally scratched it up. Come on, now. It's not funny.

-This counts as one.

-No, two.

-Two wipers. Wipers.

-This is three.

That's three.

I'm taking my car and I'm leaving.

I'll just wait here. Nothing fell off mine.

Ladies and gentlemen, my Ferrari!

Thank you. She is a thing of beauty.

Please stop insulting these people. Tell them what it really is.

It's a 308 P.O.S.

It's a winner, I know that much.

A winner? The last challenge was ridiculous! It won because it's made of plastic!

I could have showed up on a big wheel and won.

So you should have shown up on a big wheel and won!

Yeah, with this Ferrari racing suspension! Look at this!

Good gosh. All right. On that note, that's all we've got.

See you next time. Thanks for watching.

It was only 5,000 bucks!

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