Yeah, this is a valid
Oregon driver's license,
and we let appropriate customers
test-drive the Testarossa.
But you're 17 and with
a blind companion. That we don't do.
This is a $190,000
piece of machinery.
- I'm not letting it out this door.
- How 'bout this one over here?
That's a Cabriolet T.
The same deal.
Think I'm gonna let an unaccompanied kid
get behind the wheel of a $110,000 car?
He will not be
unaccompanied.
I'll be with him.
I'm his father.
- You're his father?
- Yes.
I have an idea. Why don't I take
your father for a test-drive?
- What's your quota, Freddie?
- Don't worry about my quota. I do well.
How many Ferraris
you sold this month?
That's not relevant
to this discussion.
Freddie,
the 80s are over.
Are you tryin' to tell me
these are just walkin' outta the store?
This is a Ferrari, the finest machinery
made in the automobile industry.
If you like it that much,
why are you sellin' it?
- I'd love to accommodate you...
- If this car performs
the way I expect it to,
you'll get a certified check of $101,000
and change when you come in tomorrow.
It's $109,000,
plus $950, plus tax.
Freddie, for you...
107 all in,
plus a case of champagne
to go with your leftover turkey.
What do you say?
Don't worry about the boy.
He drives so smooth,
you can boil an egg on the engine.
When we bring the car back,
I'll peel the egg for ya.
Listen, you made me laugh,
but I can't let the car go out.
Want a deposit?
This is not an
installment item, sir.
Freddie, you're no
spring chicken, are ya?
Well, you know what they call me
at the home office? The gray ghost.
You know why they
still keep me around?
There's no kid here that
can move a Ferrari like I can.
I'm known from coast to coast
like butter and toast.
Ask anybody about
Freddie Bisco.
When I get a Ferrari...
out the door!
- Hah! You just made me laugh.
- Yeah?
Two thousand.
Unless you take it,
you're gonna make me cry.
I'm a gray ghost too.