A few days later, Dom, Mak, Mia, Letty, and  Jesse are at the garage.
"What about parts and service?"  Mia asks Dom as she looks at some paperwork.
"Hold off on it," Dom tells her.
"Dom, I don't know what to do with it," Mia says as a tow truck backs up in front of the garage with a totaled car on it.
"All right, what the hell is this?" Mak says as she, Dom and Jesse walk over to the door.
"What do you got there?" Dom asks as Brian walks over to them.
"This is your car," Brian answers him.
"My car?" Dom asks as Jesse hits the car. "I said a 10-second car, not a 10-minute car."
"You could push this across the finish line, or tow it," Jesse says causing Mak to nod in agreement.
"You couldn't even tow that across the finish line," Mak adds causing Letty to give her a high five.
"No faith," Brian defends himself.
"I have faith in you, but this isn't a junkyard. This is a garage," Dom tells him.
"Pop the hood," Brian tells Jesse.
"Pop the hood?" Dom asks.
"Pop the hood," Brian answers. They get the car off of the tow truck and into the garage.
"2JZ engine. No shit," Jesse says as they take the hood off.
"And what did I tell you?" Brian says with a smirk.
"We retract our previous statements," Mak says.
"You know what? This will decimate all after you put about $15,000 in it," Jesse says. "Or more, if we have to overnight parts from Japan."
"We'll put it on our tabs at Harry's," Mak says as she turns to Brian.
"Yes!" Jesse cheers. .
"I gotta get you racing again so I can make some money off your ass," Dom tells Brian. "There's a show down in the desert called Race Wars. That's where you'll do it. When you're not working at Harry's, you're working here."
"If you can't find the right tool in this garage, Mr. Arizona..." Mak says as she looks at Brian with a smirk. "...you don't belong near a car."
The next day after taking the car apart they went to Harry's to get the parts they need.
"No, I got that... What's it called?That attention disorder..." Jesse starts to explain as Mak walks in.
"ADD," Mak answers him as she pats his shoulder.
"Yes, that shit. Yeah. You know, I was good in algebra and like math and shit. Everything else I failed. Dropped out of school. I don't know. It's just something about engines that calms me down, you know," Jesse explains causing Mak to smile at him as she nods in agreement.
"Alright, lets pack up and go get some grub," Mak says as she claps her hands together before they leave to the Toretto household.