Author's Note: Just mindless dialog - trying to unclog my mind and get into the whole Speed Racer The Next Generation writing stage of my brain.

"Name."

"Speed."

"Name."

"I said Speed."

"NAME."

"Speed - as in Speed Racer."

"Look here young man, I'm in no mood for a lame ass joke. Now just tell me your name."

"I'm named after my father; Speed Racer."

"Fine."

"Thank you."

"Hey Speed."

"Hey X."

"Why so a glummy face?"

"This man here is giving me a hard time over my name."

"Why is that, man!"

"I just wanted a name is all."

"Oh?"

"I didn't believe him ok. I wasn't aware that Speed Racer had a second son; and that son was named after him."

"Don't you read the papers? Internet? News? Geez ever sense my uncle reveild the truth about my brother, every news hound had been hot on the news."

"Look I was just doing my job."

"Well you aren't doing your job right. I'll make sure that if you don't shape up; than someone else will be doing your job for you."

"Don't threaten me young punk."

"Don't threaten my brother old punk."

"I could have you thrown out of here right now."

"Go ahead."

"X."

"No Speed. I won't let this punk get away with insulting you."

"He wasn't insulting me, X, he was just doing his job is all."

"Guards."

"What's the problem here."

"These two teens are causing too much trouble. Please have them escorted out of here."

"This man was insulting my brother. I was just trying to defend him."

"Of course Misters Racer. Time to go on a break bud."

"Hey, you have no right to do this to me."

"Don't we? This is the third complaiment that we have recieved about you this past week."

"I don't have to take this. I am better than all this. I have a PHD for christ shake."

"Well Mister PHD why aren't you in a better paying job than this. Why are you Mister PHD sitting in a hallway taking names - and marking them off of the paper?"

"I have my reasons."

"Your reasons are because you are such a wise ass that no one wants to take a chance on you."

"What's the problem here?"

"He's been acting up again, Mr. Reese."

"You are fried."

"You have no right to fire me. I'll make you pay for this. All of your."

"Come on we will escort you out of here."

"Sorry about that boys."

"It's quite all right, sir. But I think I can recommanded that you do a more closer back ground checks on your new hirers."

"Of course Mr. X."

"Good bye sir."

"Good bye Mr. X and Mr. Speed."

"You didn't have to get the man fired X. It was no big deal."

"It's always a big deal when someone doesn't believe that you are the son of Speed Racer, brother. Always a big deal."