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Disney and Pixar's Cars - iTunes Movie Poster

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[first lines; the screen shows a dark background as Lightning McQueen's voice is heard, inhales and exhales deeply]
Lightning McQueen: Okay, here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed.
[The screen then shows some racecars whizzes past on a racetrack, then goes back to dark again]
Lightning McQueen: One winner. 42 losers. I eat losers for breakfast.
[The screen then shows McQueen from the back of his left side as he car accelerating and gains on a racecar. Then the screen goes dark again]
Lightning McQueen: Breakfast? Wait, maybe I should have had breakfast? A little breckkie could be good for me. No, no, no, stay focused. Speed!
[The screen then shows racecars whizzes along the racetrack as the camera moves to the right. The screen then goes dark again]
Lightning McQueen: I'm faster than fast, quicker than quick! I am Lightning!
Mack: [pounds on his trailer door] Hey Lightning, are you ready?
Lightning McQueen: [Real Gone plays as the trailer door opens] Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready. [McQueen revs his engine, and his different body parts are shown as he drives slowly out of the trailer with his face visible. He then revs his engine again as the crowd cheer. The camera then shows the audience on the stadium seats, then an aerial view of the Motor Speedway of the South circuit, then a cameraman aiming a camera at the circuit. The camera then shows McQueen on the television screen on the scoring pylon. Then the camera shows the circuit from as high as the audience seats, and zooms in on McQueen] Ka-chow! [The camera then shows the race, as it shows the cars zooming and whooshing along. McQueen then overtakes six cars. He then gets blocked by two cars named Floyd Mulvihill and Rusty Cornfuel, and rides his right wheels on the wall to overtake the two cars. The camera then shows McQueen on the television screen on top of the scoring pylon as he winks, Mia and Tia screams, the camera then shows the audience cheering, then it skips to a truck named Brian selling some souvenirs]
Seller: Get your antenna balls here!
[The camera then shows the racers whooshing along, then it shows some RVs, the camera zooms in on two RVs named Larry and R.M., who are cheering]
Fans: You got that right, Slick. [whistles]
[Then the camera shows some of the racers in the pits as the air wrenches are heard whirring. It goes to different racers as they have their pit stops, and ends with one of the racers exiting back onto the track. The camera shows some people going into the toilets, as there is a long queue for the women. Then it shows in the crowd an RV named Elvis, who is dancing to Real Gone, the camera then shows Chick Hicks as he purposely hits a racer named Lee Revkins off the track, Lee Revkins grunts, and screams, slides away, the camera shows The King overtaking Chick, and he drives away revving his engine]
Bob Cutlass: [Then the camera shows Bob Cutlass and Darrell Cartrip, car versions of Bob Costas and Darrell Waltrip, announcing the race] Welcome back to the Dinoco 400, I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend, Darrell Cartrip, we're midway through what may turn out to be a historic day for racing.
Darrell Cartrip: Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof right now. If this gets more exciting, they're gonna have to tow me outta the booth!
Bob Cutlass: Right you are, Darrell. Three cars are tied for the season points lead, heading into the final race of the season. And the winner of this race Darrell, will win the season title and, the Piston Cup. Does The King, Strip Weathers, have one more victory in him before retirement?
Darrell Cartrip: He's been Dinoco's golden boy for years! Can he win them one last Piston Cup?
Bob Cutlass: And, as always, in the second place spot we find Chick Hicks. He's been chasing that tailfin his entire career.
Darrell Cartrip: Chick thought this was his year, Bob. His chance to finally emerge from The King's shadow. But the last thing he expected was... Lightning McQueen!
Bob Cutlass: You know, I don't think anybody expected this. The rookie sensation come into the season unknown. But everyone knows him now.
Darrell Cartrip: Will he be the first rookie to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
Bob Cutlass: The legend, the runner up, and the rookie. Three cars, one champion!

[The camera then shows the racers. Chick is trying to overtake Strip Weathers, who was blocking his way. McQueen then catches up to Chick as they try to get ahead of one another]

Chick: No, you don't. [McQueen then moves to the left and finally overtakes Chick's, McQueen chuckles, Chick then gains on McQueen as Real Gone ends. Chick Hicks then bumps McQueen, causing him to slide off the track onto the infield. The crowd is heard booing to what had happened.]
Fans: Oohh. What a ride!
Chick: [laughs]
Fans: Go get 'em, McQueen! Go get 'em! We love you, Lightning! [whistles, McQueen then drives back on the track, behind all of the other racers. Chick then looks back to see McQueen far behind him.]
Chick: Dinoco is all mine. [bumps a race car named Winford Bradford Rutherford, slides into the wall, and collides with all of the other racers]
Darrell Cartrip: Trouble, turn-3!
Chick: [chuckles] Get through that, McQueen.
Bob Cutlass: Oh, no, a huge crash behind the leaders!
Fans: [gasps, the camera then shows all of the different racers as they collide, with one flying through the air, and one losing its tire. Claude and another racer named Billy Oilchanger then stop, facing towards each other. Claude Scruggs giggles, grunts as he gets hit by another racer, gasps as another racer named Todd Marcus comes towards him, Claude then gets hit by Todd, ending upside down on Todd's roof, Claude Scruggs and Todd Marcus screams, then the camera shows McQueen, who is driving through the wreckage and dodging the other racers.]
Bob Cutlass: Wait a second, Darrell. McQueen is in the wreckage.
Darrell Cartrip: There's no way the rookie can make it through! Not in one piece that is. [McQueen's continues dodging the other racers who are sliding across the track. Then he bounces on Claude's undercarriage up into the air, McQueen exhales deeply and having his tongue down. Then he moves his tire towards the audience, as a reflection of McQueen's bolt sticker shines on them]
Mia & Tia: Lightning, oh! [sighs]
Darrell Cartrip: [McQueen's then lands back on the ground.] Look at that, McQueen made it through!
Bob Cutlass: Man, a spectacular move by Lightning McQueen.
Lightning McQueen: Yeah! Ka-chow!
Fans: McQueen! McQueen! McQueen! McQueen! McQueen! McQueen! McQueen!
Fan: Yeah McQueen! Ka-chow!
[honks his horn, while the crowd members around him are disgusted by its loud noise]
Bob: While everyone else heads into the pits, McQueen stays out to take the lead!
Broken car: [While Bob is talking, a pace car named Charlie Checker appears in front of McQueen. Then the camera then shows a tow truck named Tow towing a damaged racer called Chuck Armstrong] Don't take me out coach. I can still race! [The camera then shows most of the other racers having a pit stop. It then shows Chick, while his pitties are changing his tires.]
Chick: [chuckles] What do you think boys? A thing of beauty.
Chick's coach: McQueen made it through!
Chick: What? [The camera then shows the TV screen, which McQueen is still on the track.]
Chick's coach: He's not pitting!
Chick: Come on, you gotta get me out there! Let's go, gotta get me back out there! Come on!
Bob Cutlass: McQueen's not going into the pits!
Darrell Cartrip: You know the rookie just fired his crew chief. That's the third one this season!
Bob Cutlass: [The other racers are seen driving through the pit lane back onto the track] Well, he says he likes working alone, Darrell. [While Bob is talking, Chick is seen ending his pit stop as the other racers are driving past him, Chick then starts off, getting in the middle of the queue.]
Chick's coach: Go, go, go!
Bob Cutlass: Looks like Chick got caught up in the pits.
Darrell Cartrip: Yeah, after a stop like that, he's got a lot of ground to make up. Get ready boys, we're coming to the restart! [The crowd cheers as the race restarts with McQueen progressing through in first place. Meanwhile, Chick is struggling to get past the other racers, overtaking a racer named Greg Candyman, McQueen continues progressing through the race in the lead, after overtaking a racer named Ponchy Wipeout, then the King overtakes a white car named Matthew Overtaker. Finally, McQueen comes into the pits. His pit crew arrives, with the crew chief named Not Chuck, putting fuel into McQueen]
Lightning McQueen's crew: We need tires now! Come on, let's go!
Lightning McQueen: No, no, no, no! No tires, just gas! [drives away]
Lightning McQueen's crew: You need tires, you idiot! [One of the pitties slams a tire onto the ground.]
Darrell Cartrip: Looks like it's all gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
Bob Cutlass: That's right. No tires again.
Darrell Cartrip: Normally I said a short-term gain, long-term loss, but it's sure is workin' for him. He obviously knows somethin' we don't know.
[The scene continues progressing through the race, with McQueen having a huge lead and starting the last lap.]
Bob Cutlass: This is it, Darrell, one lap to go and Lightning McQueen has a huge lead.
Darrell Cartrip: All he's got it in the bag. Call in the dogs and put out the fire! We're gonna crowd us a new champion! [all cheering and whistling, Mia and Tia screams]
Lightning McQueen: Checkered flag, here I come! [Suddenly, one of McQueen's rear tires blows]
Darrell Cartrip: Oh, no! McQueen has blown a tire!
[crowd gasps]
Bob Cutlass: And with only one turn to go! Do you can he make it?
Lightning McQueen's crew: You fool! [grunts and knocks down a cart of tires, McQueen is struggling to get to the finish line while his bare wheel causes sparks on the track. The camera then shows the King and Chick as they see McQueen's wheel on the TV screen with no tire.]
The King's Coach: [on radio] McQueen's blown a tire, McQueen's blown a tire! Go, go, go, go, go, GO!
Darrell Cartrip: [The King and Chick then go faster as McQueen is driving slightly slower with one tire lost, McQueen grunts as he falls and finally lands onto the ground, Bob leaves him grunting, suddenly, his other rear tire blows.] He lost another tire! The King and Chick are coming up fast!
Bob Cutlass: They're entering turn-3!
Lightning McQueen: Come on!
[McQueen grunts as he falls and finally lands onto the ground, the camera shows the other racers catching up.]
Darrell Cartrip: I don't believe what I'm watching, Bob?! Lightning McQueen is hundred feet from his Piston Cup! [McQueen gasps and continuously does several jumps towards the finish line as the King and Chick are getting closer, Chick growls and finally gets beside the King, but not in front of him]
Bob Cutlass: The King and Chick rounding turn-4. [McQueen is still jumping continuously towards the finish line as the King and Chick get closer and closer.]
Darrell Cartrip: Down the stretch they come! Finish, FINISH!!! [The King and Chick cross the finish line along with McQueen stretching his tongue out over it.]
Bob Cutlass: It's too close to call! Too close to call!
Darrell Cartrip: I don't believe it! I don't believe it!
Mia & Tia: Lightning! [Screams, all cheering]
Bob Cutlass: [while Darrell is talking] The most spectacular, amazing unequivocally, unbelievable ending in the history of the world! And we don't even know who won!
Darrell Cartrip: Look at that! [The officials are then shown watching replays of the finish at different angles. Meanwhile, one of the security officers, named Richard Clayton Kensington, notices someone watching them with a camera.]
Security: Hey, no Cameras! Get outta here! [The screen shows from a reporter's camera filming Kori Turbowitz with McQueen and his pit crew as the Rust-eze pitties change his tires]
Kori Turbowitz: We're here in Victory Lane, awaiting the race results. McQueen that was quite a risky move, not taking tires.
Lightning McQueen crew: Tell me about it.
Kori Turbowitz: Are you sorry you don't have a crew chief out there?
Lightning McQueen's Crew: [laughs]
Lightning McQueen: [Chuckles] Oh, Kori, there's a lot more to racing than just winning. I mean, taking the race by a full lap, where's the entertainment in that? No, no, no, I wanted to give folks a little sizzle.
Lightning McQueen's crew: Sizzle?
Lightning McQueen: Am I sorry I don't have a crew chief? No, I'm not. Cause I'm a one-man show.
Lightning McQueen crew: What? Oh, yeah right.
Kori Turbowitz: [to the TV audience] That was a very confident Lightning McQueen. Coming to you live from Victory Lane, I'm Kori Turbowitz.
Cameramen: [Kori then drives away, while the reporter tries to get McQueen's bolt sticker on the TV screen. Not Chuck was blocking the view while changing one of McQueen's tires] Hey, get out of the shot!
Lightning McQueen: Yo, Chuck, what are you doing? You're blocking the camera! Everyone wants to see the bolt!
Lightning McQueen crew: WHAT?!
Lightning McQueen: Now, back away.
Lightning McQueen's crew: [grunts and slams his air wrench towards the ground] THAT'S IT!! Come on, guys! [The Rust-eze pitties then leave, as one of the pitties drops his side onto the ground]
Lightning McQueen: OOWWWWW! Whoa, team, do where are you going?
Lightning McQueen's crew: WE QUIT, MR. ONE-MAN SHOW?!
Lightning McQueen: Oh, oh, oh, oh, okay, leave. Fine!
[McQueen laughs]
Lightning McQueen: How will I ever find anyone else who knows how to fill me up with gas?
[The crowd then laughs]
Lightning McQueen: Adios Chuck.
Lightning McQueen's crew: AND MY NAME'S NOT CHUCK!
Lightning McQueen: Oh, whatever.
Chick: Hey, Lightning! Yo, McQueen, seriously, that was some pretty darn nice racin' out there. [suddenly makes a sudden movie] BY ME?! [Chuckles] Welcome to the Chick era, baby! The Piston Cup, it's mine, dude. It's mine. Hey, fellas, how do you think I'm look in Dinoco blue? DINOCO BLUE! [Continues chuckling]
Lightning McQueen: In your dreams, Thunder.
Chick: Yeah, right. Thunder? What's he talkin' about, "Thunder"?
Lightning McQueen: You know, because thunder always comes after... Lightning! [poses to the crowd] Pew, ka-ka-pow! [to his pitties]
Chick: Who here knew about the thunder thing?
Chick's crew: I didn't.
Cameramen: [The crowd then tries to take pictures of McQueen posing his flashing bolt sticker to them] Give us the bolt! That's right. Right in the lens. Show me the bolt, baby! Smile, McQueen! Show me the bolt, McQueen! That's it!
Tex: [Electronic music plays as the screen then shows some people entering the Dinoco tent, and some others chattering as they take pictures of the Dinoco Girls on stage. Then it shows Tex Dinoco, The King and Lynda Weathers] Oh, we that was one close finish. You sure made Dinoco proud. Thank you, King.
The King: Well, Tex, you've been good to me all these years. It's the least I could do.
Dear: Whatever happens, you're winner to me, you old daddy rabbit.
The King: Thanks, dear. We wouldn't be nothing without you.
[Then the screen shows McQueen behind the Piston Cup stage, posing his bolt sticker the crowd. Then Mia and Tia screams for McQueen]
Mia: I'm Mia.
Tia: I'm Tia.
Mia & Tia: We're like your biggest fans! Ka-chow! [they flash McQueen with their headlights]
Lightning McQueen: I love being me. [Then two police officers come up to move Mia and Tia away.]
Security: Okay, girls, that's it.
Mia & Tia: We love you, Lightning, we love you, more!
[McQueen laughs, and blows a kiss to Mia and Tia. Then The King comes up.]
The King: Hey, buddy. You're one gutsy racer.
Lightning McQueen: Oh, hey, Mr. The King.
The King: You got more talent in one lug nut than a lot of cars has got in their whole body.
Lightning McQueen: Really? Oh, that...
The King: But you're stupid.
Lightning McQueen: Excuse me?
The King: This ain't a one-man deal, kid. You need to wise-up and get yourself a good crew chief and a good team. And you ain't gonna win unless you got good folks behind you, [his voice dwindles as McQueen looks towards the Dinoco stage] and you let them do their job, like they should. Like I tell the boys at the shop...
Lightning McQueen: [to himself] A good team, Yeah.
[Electronic music plays as McQueen daydreams of being sponsored by Dinoco. It shows him with a trophy and two Dinoco Girls beside him, with one of the girls kissing him on the cheek. Then it shows his paint being changed to blue, removing his decals and replacing the Rust-eze logo with Dinoco's. It shows the text saying "The new face of Dinoco", and changing the text "The King" to a logo of McQueen with the text "Lightning McQueen". It then shows McQueen posing in a studio. Then it shows McQueen on the covers of some magazines, and then it shows him with Mia and Tia in Dinoco paint on a red carpet being surrounded by a cheering crowd. Then it shows the text "Lightning McQueen is Lightning Storm". It shows some people being attacked by some giant robots with bodies shaped like spark plugs. One person, who gets zapped by a robot's laser, does the Wilhelm scream as he turns to dust. McQueen is flying in the air, and shoots missiles at the robots. Then the screen shows McQueen with Mia and Tia around the crowd from on the red carpet, which McQueen signs his tire marks on the Walk of Fame. Then it shows him inside a building near the Hollywood Sign, which he is between Mia and Tia painted gold. Both Mia and Tia repeatedly kiss McQueen on the sides. Then his daydream ends as the screen shows the present day.]
The King: [to McQueen] If you figure that out, you just gonna be, okay?
Lightning McQueen: [McQueen clears throat] Oh, yeah, that is spectacular advice. Thank you, Mr. The King! Oh!
Bob Cutlass: [on speakers] Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in Piston Cup history...
Lightning McQueen: [revving his engine] A rookie has won the Piston Cup. [He then drives through the wallpaper of the stage to the front] YES!!
Bob Cutlass: [on speakers] ...we've a 3-way tie!
[McQueen was shocked at this. The crowd then cheers and flashes their cameras as confetti shoots out. Then The King and Chick come onto the stage]
Chick: [Laughs] Hey, McQueen, that must be really embarrassing, but I wouldn't be worry about it, because I didn't do it! [laughing]
Bob Cutlass: Piston Cup officials have determined that a tiebreaker race between the three leaders will be held in California in one week.
Chick: Well, thank you! Thanks to all of you out there! Thank you! [Whispering to McQueen] Hey, rook, first one to California gets Dinoco all to himself. [Screaming to the crowd] Aaaah! No, not me! No, you rock, and you know that!
[Then the screen shows fireworks exploding in the sky as a blimp named Al Oft watches from above]
Balloon: Oh, yeah! Whoo!
Lightning McQueen: [Then it shows McQueen and the whole of in the trailer parking as they go to McQueen's trailer's parking space. Some pitties are seen catching some tires being thrown by unseen people, including a Tank Coat pitty named Jerry Drivechain, mimicking Chick] First one to California gets Dinoco all to himself. Oh, we'll see who gets there first, Chick. [They then come to McQueen's trailer's parking space, but the trailer isn't there.] Huh?
Mack: Hey, kid! Congrats on the tie.
Lightning McQueen: I don't want to talk about it. Come on, let's go, Mack. Saddle up. What'd you do with my trailer?
Mack: I parked it at your sponsor's tent.
Lightning McQueen: WHAT?
Mack: Well, he's you gotta make your personal appearance.
Lightning McQueen: No, no! No, no, no, no, no, no! [The screen then shows a commercial on a TV screen inside the Rust-eze tent, on TV] Yes, yes, yes! Lightning McQueen here. And I use Rust-eze Medicated Bumper Ointment, new rear end formula! Nothing soothes rusty bumper like Rust-ezzzzzeeee. [A picture of a Rust-eze container moves across the rear bumper of a rusty car named Jonathan Wrenchworths. As the container moves across, the bumper shines. Text appears saying "Actual results may take up to 36 weeks."] Wow! Look at that shine! Use Rust-eze and you too can look like me! Ka-chow!
Rust-eze Car: [The commercial ends, and the screen zooms out to show the rusty cars in the Rust-eze tent. On the stage was the founder brothers Rusty and Dusty Rust-eze, Rust-eze Car and Rust-exe Van laughs] I met this car from Swampscott. He was so rusty he didn't even cast a shadow. [laughs]
Rust-eze Van: You could see his dirty undercarriage. [He crowd laughs, the screen zooms out to show McQueen, and Mack outside the tent entrance which has two McQueen cardboard cut-outs. McQueen was hiding behind one of them]
Lightning McQueen: [sighs angrily] I hate rusty cars! This is not good for my image!
Mack: [to McQueen's] They did give you your big break. Besides, it's in your contract.
Lightning McQueen: [to the team, to Mack] Oh, will you stop please? Just go get hooked up.
Rust-eze Van: Winter is a grand old time.
Rust-eze Car: Of this there are no ifs or buts. [While Dusty and Rusty were talking, McQueen and the whole of are hiding behind cardboard cut-outs as they enter the tent]
Rust-eze Van: But remember, all that salt and grime...
Rust-eze Car: Can rust your bolts and freeze your...
Rust-eze Van: [Then the cardboard cut-outs tilt over, explodes McQueen's and the team to the rusty cars] Hey, look! There he is! [The rusty cars in the crowd then turn towards McQueen's but took no notice of the whole team] Our almost champ! Victory ran to your rear end in here, kid.
Rusty car 1: Lightning McQueen, you are wicked fast!
Rusty car 2: That race was a pisser!
Rusty car 3: You were booking, McQueen!
Lightning McQueen: Give me a little room, guys.
Fred: You're my hero, Mister McQueen!
Lightning McQueen: Yes, I know! [laughs as he reads Fred's name on his license plate] Fred, Fred, thank you!
Fred: He knows my name, he knows my name!
[his front bumper falls off, Rust-eze Van and Rust-eze Car laughs]
Rust-eze Van: Looking good, Freddie! [McQueen's and then get on the stage.]
Rust-eze Car: Thanks to you, Lightning, we had a banner year!
Rust-eze Van: We might clear enough to buy you some headlights.
Rust-eze Car: Are you saying he doesn't have headlights?
Rust-eze Van: That's what I'm telling ya. It's just stickers!
Lightning McQueen: Well, you know, racecars don't need headlights, because the track is always lit.
Rust-eze Car: Yeah, well, so is my brother, but he still needs headlights. [crowd laughs]
Lightning McQueen: [Does forced laughter]
Both: Ladies and gentlemen, Lightning McQueen!
Fans: [A spotlight shines on McQueen as the rusty cars remain silent with crickets chirping] Free bird!
Lightning McQueen: You know, the Rust-eze Medicated Bumper Ointment team ran a great race today. And remember, with a little Rust-eze... [McQueen whispering to himself] Well, and an insane amount of luck, [normal voice] you too can look like me... Ka-chooooow!
Rust-eze Car: [The rusty cars cheering as McQueen and the whole of go into Mack's trailer] Hey, kid.
Rust-eze Van: We love ya. And we're looking forward to another great year. Just like this year! [One of the brothers laughs as McQueen poses himself with a smile as the trailer door closes to show a picture of the same pose]
Lightning McQueen: Not on your life. [Mack then drives away]
Rust-eze Car: Don't drive like my brother!
Rust-eze Van: Oh Yeah, don't drive like my brother!
Mack: California, here we come!
Lightning McQueen: Dinoco, here we come! [Life is a Highway plays. McQueen turns on the lights in the trailer. The screen shows all of his different merchandising]

[Then it shows Mack exiting the Motor Speedway of the South and driving along the Interstate 40 to Los Angeles. Later, the screen shows Mack making faces with his reflection on the back of a tank truck. A car named Bertha Butterswagon is disgusted by this. Then the screen pans beside some telephone poles, where the birds from For the Birds are seen chirping. The screen then resumes to showing Mack progressing on his journey. And while he's driving,  have got out to get some fresh air and to fly for a little while...]

Lightning McQueen: [Then it shows. The whole song then completely ends as in the evening, that same day, in the trailer it shows McQueen being massaged by brushes as the phone rings. McQueen sighs] Oh, I needed this. [presses a button to respond to the phone call, which makes the brushes go into the roof of the trailer] Hello?
Harv: Is this Lightning McQueen, the world's fastest racing machine?
Lightning McQueen: Is this Harv, the world's greatest agent?
Harv: And it is such a honor to be your agent and it almost hurts to take ten percent of your winnings and merchandising. And ancillary rights in perpetuity. Anyway, what a race! Hot champ! I didn't see it, but I heard you were great.
Lightning McQueen: [pressing buttons to change TV channels showing the finish of the previous race] Uh... Thanks, Harv.
Harv: Listen, they're giving you 20 tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali. I'll pass 'em on to your friends. You shoot me the names. You let Harv rock it for you. All right, baby?
Lightning McQueen: Right, friends. Yes, there's... [looks toward, who all just shook their heads at him to tell him to not say anything about them at all]
Harv: [to McQueen] Okay, I get it, Mister Popular, so many friends you can't even narrow it down, hey, when you get to town, you better make time for your best friend, you gotta break bread with your mishpoacheh here!
Lightning McQueen: Yeah, yeah, that'd be great! We should total-
Harv: Okay, I gotta jump, kid. Lemme know how it goes. I'm out!
Lightning McQueen: [The call ends as the dial tone hums. McQueen sighs] [then some melodic beeping and wheels squeaking are heard.] What? A minivan? [on radio] Oh, come on, Mack, you're in the slow lane. This is Lightning McQueen you're hauling here.
Mack: Just stopping off for a quick breather, kid. Old Mack needs a rest.
[starts to go onto the entrance to the where is going]
Lightning McQueen: Absolutely not. We're driving straight to all night till we get to California. We agreed to it.
Mack: All night? May I remind you, federal DOT regs sta-
Lightning McQueen: Come on, I need to get there before Chick get hang with Dinoco.
Mack: [sighs as he sees some sleeping trucks] All those sleeping trucks. [on radio] Hey, kid, I don't know if I can make it.
Lightning McQueen: Oh, sure you can, Mack. Look, it'll be easy, I'll stay up with you!
Mack: [to McQueen] All night?
Lightning McQueen: All night long.
[Later that night, we see McQueen, sleeping. McQueen snores]
[Then the screen shows Mack, who is trying to stay awake. His engines slow as his eyes start to shut. Mack snores, wakes up, gasps and blubbers, grunts as he tries to keep his eyes open. But they close again. Mack snores, and then wakes up, gasps and blubbers for about five seconds, and tries to keep his eyes open]

[Then rap music is heard as the screen shows close-ups of the Delinquent Road Hazards with their engines revving. DJ is playing a short song called Rollin' in the Rearview. Wingo is shown opening his shades. Then the screen shows him, Boost and DJ overtaking a car onto the left lane, then overtaking another car onto the right lane. They then overtake a car named Duff Wrecks onto the middle lane. and the left of another. The traffic's horns are heard beeping. Snot Rod, meanwhile, was overtaking the first car onto the right lane and going along the same lane until he overtakes Duff. After, he then starts to sneeze. Snot Rod sniffles, and sneezes. Snot Rod's sneezing causes himself to do an instant acceleration, open his throttle wide and shoot flames out of his headers, to which he then catches up to the other tuners as they come towards Mack. DJ drives onto the right lane beside, while Wingo and Boost drive onto the left lane. Snot Rod is behind Mack. Wingo then notices his reflection on Mack's trailer, and turns his interior lights on. Wingo chuckles, Boost and DJ get in front of Mack, who is still concentrating to not fall asleep.]

Boost: Hey, yo, DJ.
DJ: What up?
Boost: We got ourselves a nodder.
DJ: [chuckles, Boost then drives onto the right lane, while DJ drives onto the middle lane that Mack is on. DJ then plays the song Songbird.]
Mack: Pretty music. [falls asleep and snores]
Boost: Yo, Wingo! Lane change, man. [pushes Mack onto the left lane towards Wingo, pushes Mack back towards Boost]
Wingo: [chuckles] Right back at ya! [chuckles]
Snot Rod: Yeah!
Boost: Oops! I missed.
Snot Rod: [dodges in front] You going on vacation?
Tuner team: [The four cars laugh as Mack, who is still sleeping, moves onto the hard shoulder. The vibration of the hard shoulder causes, McQueen snores, and the whole of to move slowly forward as they are still sleeping and snores. One of McQueen's bobbleheads then falls onto a button which opens the trailer's door. The hard shoulder's vibration continues to make, McQueen snores, and the whole of move forward onto the door which is pressing on the ground and causing sparks. Wingo chuckles, Snot Rod sniffles]
Boost: Oh, no, Snot Rod...
Wingo: He's gonna blow!
Snot Rod: [DJ, Boost and Wingo then drive away as Snot Rod is still besides Mack and starting to sneeze.] Ahh...ahhh...ahhh...achoowww!!!
Mack: [Snot Rod accelerates away, Mack's wakes up] GESUNDHEIT! [Chuckling] One should never drive while drowsy.
[McQueen and the whole of then fall off the trailer door onto the highway. The trailer door then closes. The sounds of tires squealing and horns honking are heard as some traffic drive around them still sleeping, McQueen's wakes up, then the sound of a horn honking loudly is heard as a truck heads towards them. McQueen screams, the very jerky moments of the all the vehicle members of the team causes all the non-vehicle members inside to be startled and jolted wide-awake. Once they all are wide-awake, they all poke their heads out the windows to see what's happening. They drive out of the way, and continue driving the wrong way while dodging some more cars. McQueen exclaims, then three trucks on all three lanes are seen driving towards them, McQueen gasps, honking their horns. McQueen screams, they all drive onto the grass median strip. McQueen pants heavily as he sees a queue of trucks driving away]
Lightning McQueen: Mack! [They then drive back onto the lane, grunting as they drive in front of some traffic honking their horns. McQueen and the whole of continue driving faster and overtaking some cars while trying to find Mack.] Mack! [They then come across the queue of trucks and a few cars. They then accelerate faster, trying to find which truck is Mack.] Mack! Hey, Mack! Mack! [They notice a truck exiting the highway onto another road, thinking that it is Mack.] Mack! Mack, wait for me! [Their engines are heard revving as they turn onto the same road that the truck is driving along. Their tires squeal as they slide onto the road, and they drive along the road with the truck far ahead.] Mack! [The truck, whose face is not seen properly, then crosses a level crossing without barriers. Afterwards, the bell starts to ring as the pair of antique "upper-quadrant" wigwag crossing signals wave. McQueen and then notice this and look to their left to see a train coming. McQueen and then go faster as . The train, named notices them and bellows his horn. Our heroes get closer and closer to the level crossing. Thanks to and teleportation spell together, they all cross the level crossing just in time before Trev could hit them.] Mack! Mack! [They then get closer to the truck, who is slowing down at a 3-way junction.] Mack! Mack! Wait up! [coughs from the truck's fumes] Mack. Mack! Mack! [They then drive alongside the truck, but its trailer's side shows a sponsor for "Recycled Batteries". The screen then shows the truck, who is actually a Peterbilt named Jerry Recycled Batteries and is not Mack at all.] What? You're not Mack.
Peterbilt: Mack?! I ain't no Mack! I'm a Peterbilt, for dang sake! [drives off] Turn on your lights, you moron!
Lightning McQueen: Mack, the Interstate!! [Then they all and McQueen then move backwards and drive left, forgetting that they were actually on the right road to the Interstate before driving onto the wrong road. The screen moves to show that they are actually on Route 66, then it shows an aerial view of them driving along. They then drive past a billboard where Sheriff was, with their roaring engines waking him up. Sheriff gasps and waking up]
Sheriff: Not in my town, you don't. [chases after McQueen and the team with his siren wailing]
Lightning McQueen: [notices Sheriff] Oh, no. Oh, maybe he can help me! [Suddenly, Sheriff is heard backfiring. McQueen and the whole of thought that Sheriff is shooting at them.] He's shooting at me?! Why is he shooting at me?!
Sheriff: [backfiring] I haven't gone this fast in years. [Sheriff grunts as he backfires again] I'm gonna blow a gasket or somethin'.
Lightning McQueen: Serpentine, serpentine, serpentine!
Sheriff: [noticing our heroes doing serpentine] What in the blue blazes?! Crazy hot-rodder!
[Sheriff continues chasing McQueen and the whole team as his siren continues wailing.]
[The scene then shows Radiator Springs, with the song My Heart Would Know by Hank Williams playing. It shows a montage of the different characters. Some bugs are heard buzzing as they get attracted by the lights of Flo's V8 Cafe. Guido tries to keep a tire upright on top of another tire lying flat on the ground, which a sign being blown by the breeze keeps tilting it. Then it shows the statue of Stanley, which Red the fire truck is seen watering flowers around the statue. Lizzie is seen sleeping outside her curio shop. Ramone, Flo, Sarge and Fillmore are seen at Flo's V8 Cafe as Fillmore was watching the intersection traffic light, which its amber light is blinking.]
Filmore: I'm telling you, man, every third blink is slower.
Sarge: The sixties weren't good to you, were they? [Then they hear backfiring noises as the music stops. The scene then goes to McQueen and the whole of still being chased by Sheriff as they all see Radiator Springs in the distance.]
Lightning McQueen: What? That's not the Interstate! [Suddenly, Sheriff backfires again. He screaming and McQueen's as he hits some traffic cones] Ow, ow, ow, ow! [McQueen then drives off the road, and comes across a giant cone. He screaming and all stopped themselves to watch McQueen go out of control, helpless to stop him. McQueen tires screeching, then drive away across the road. He comes up towards a fence.] No, no, no, no! [He hits the fence, getting it caught on him.] Ow! [McQueen's then heading towards a sign. He screaming and McQueen then drive to the left, heading for Flo's V8 Cafe.]
Filmore: I'm not the only seeing this, right?
[McQueen then appears, driving out of control and knocking over some cans.]
Sarge: Incoming!
Filmore: Whoa, man!
Sarge: No! [Sarge, Fillmore and Ramone drive out of the way. The fence hits Ramone's body. Guido hides behind the sign.]
Ramone: Hey, you scratch my paint!
Lightning McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Luigi: My tires!
[He then drives along the main road towards, with tires all over his body. McQueen grunts as he spits out a tire in his mouth, Red gasps and drives into the building, McQueen's continues driving along the road, spotting Stanley's statue. He screaming and he then drives around the statue, while hitting Red's flowers. Red gasps at his flowers being hit, the fence gets caught on Stanley's statue. McQueen notices, and tries to move backwards to get away from the statue. His tires squealing, and the cables vibrating as the statue starts to come off. Finally, the statue goes up into the air. McQueen's stops moving, glad that the statue was gone. Suddenly, the statue lands in front of him on the road. He screaming. He turns around and drives away, while pulling Stanley's statue. The pole beneath the base was destroying the road. He screaming and Flo, Ramone, Fillmore, Sarge and the whole of all watch as McQueen screams goes past them. The statue continues damaging the road before finally going up a ramp beside the road. The ramp splits in half as the statue lands on some telephone wires. He grunting as he struggles to move, McQueen's then lose his grip, and the force pulls his back. He ends up hanging from the telephone wires as Stanley's statue flies through the air.]
Filmore: Fly away, Stanley. Be free! [Red gasps as the statue comes towards him, and drives back into the courthouse, the statue lands back in its place, and the water resumes shooting out. Red then looks with shock. The music resumes as Sheriff drives slowly to McQueen who is still hanging from the telephone wires. Sheriff panting heavily]
Sheriff: Boy, you're in a heap of trouble. [McQueen sighs and closes his eyes and passed out]
Kori Turbowitz: [The next day, we see photographers at the Los Angeles International Speedway watching Mack arrive.] We're live at the Los Angeles International Speedway as the first competitor, Lightning McQueen, is arriving at the track.
Cameramen: [The photographers are heard talking as they surround Mack.] Is it true he's gonna pose for Cargirl? Lightning, what's your strategy? [Mack's trailer door opens, with no one inside it. The all gasping and take pictures with their cameras]
Mack: What? Did I forget to wipe my mud flaps?
[The screen then shows different news reporters reporting about McQueen's disappearance, and Mack then notices that he and the whole of are missing.]
News: McQueen's driver arrived in California, but McQueen was missing. Racecar Lightning McQueen was reported missing. He scheduled to race an unprecedented... [while the screen shows photographers interviewing Dusty and Rusty Rust-eze] Sponsor stated they have no idea where he is.
[Chuki speaks in Japanese about McQueen's disappearance]
Junior: I just hope Lightning's okay, I sure hate to see anything bad happen to him.
Jay Limo: I don't know what's harder to find, Lightning McQueen or a crew chief who'll work for him!
Hummer: [German accent] Lightning McQueen must be found at all costs!
News: They're all asking the same question: Where is McQueen?
Lightning McQueen: [The screen shows McQueen sleeping in the Radiator Springs Municipal Impound that morning as he starts to regain consciousness] [McQueen sighs] Oh, boy. Oh... Where am I?
Tow Mater: Morning, sleeping beauty! [McQueen screams the screen then shows from McQueen's point of view as he wakes up. We see Mater outside the impound gate. Mater chuckling] Boy, I was wondering when you was gonna wake up!
Lightning McQueen: Take whatever you want! Just don't hurt me! [McQueen tries to reverse, then he felt a bump and heard a thud. He notices a parking boot on his tire, which it moves ahead as his tire was moving backwards.] The parking boot? Why do I have a parking boot on? [The screen zooms out to show our heroes in the impound.] What's going on here?! Please!
Tow Mater: [McQueen tries to push the parking boot back, but it wouldn't go underneath his tire. Mater chuckles] You're funny, I like you already. My name's Mater.
Lightning McQueen: Mater?
Tow Mater: Yeah, like "tuh-mater", but without the "tuh"! What's your names?
Lightning McQueen: Do you don't know my name?
Tow Mater: Umm, no, I know your name, is your name "Mater" too?
Lightning McQueen: What?! Look, I need to get to California as fast as possible, where am I?
Tow Mater: Where are you?! Shoot! You're in Radiator Springs! The cutest little town in Carburetor County.
[looks around to see a few old buildings]
Lightning McQueen: Oh, great. Just great!
Tow Mater: Well, if you think that's great, you should see the rest of the town.
Lightning McQueen: You know? I'd love to see the rest of the town! So if you could just open the gate, take this boot off, you and me, we go cruising, check out the local scene---
Tow Mater: Dad-gum! [gets ready to press the button for the gate]
Lightning McQueen: How'd that be, Tuhmater? [about to press the button]
Mater: Cool!
Sheriff: Mater! [Mater then stops, and reverses as Sheriff arrives. McQueen then frown and some members of then feel sorry for Mater while some of them look confused.] What did I tell you about talking to the accused?!
Tow Mater: To not to.
Sheriff: [presses the button to open the gate] Well, quit yer yapping and tow this delinquent road hazard to traffic court.
Tow Mater: [Mater whispering to McQueen's] Well, we'll talk later, Mater. [chuckles as he gets behind McQueen] "Later, Mater." That's funny! [McQueen screams. He uses his tow hook to grab McQueen's undercarriage]
Sheriff: [Then the screen skips to show the Radiator Springs Courthouse & Fire Department from outside as Sheriff's voice is heard.] The Radiator Springs Traffic Court will come to order!
Ramone: [Then the screen shows inside the building as McQueen and the whole team enter the courtroom, which most of the other Radiator Springs residents were inside and were angry with McQueen for what he have done.] Hey, you scratched my paint! I ought take a blowtorch to you, man!
Luigi: [Then the screen shows McQueen as he moves his tire up while getting pushed by Mater into the courtroom to the accused space while the team followed him.] You broke-a the road! You a very bad car!
Fillmore: Fascist! Commie!
Lightning McQueen: [to Sheriff] Officer, talk to me, babe. How long is this gonna take? I gotta get to California, pronto.
Sheriff: Where's your lawyer?
Lightning McQueen: [scoffs] I don't know. Tahiti maybe. He's got a timeshare there.
Sheriff: When a defendant has no lawyer, the court will assign one to him. [to the other residents] Hey! Anyone want to be his lawyer? [All of the residents move back, except Mater.]
Tow Mater: Shoot, I'll do it, Sheriff!
[Mater moves beside McQueen and our heroes]
Sheriff: All rise! The Honorable Doc Hudson presiding.
Luigi: [Ramone moves his body up from his tires] ShowOff.
Sheriff: May Doc have mercy on your soul.
[The door bangs as Doc Hudson comes in, which the screen shows him from his side as he drives to his bench. McQueen gasps as he hears the door bang]
Doc Hudson: Alright, I wanna know who's responsible for wrecking my town, Sheriff. I wanna his hood on a platter! I'm gonna put him in jail till he rots! No, check that. [McQueen gulps. He gets on some ramps that move him up to the top of his bench] I'm gonna put him in jail till the jail rots on top of him, and then I'm gonna move him to a new jail and let that jail rot. I'm-- [notices McQueen and the team, as McQueen does a nervous grin] Throw him out of here, Sheriff. I want him out of my courtroom. I want him out of our town! Case dismissed.
Lightning McQueen: Yes!
Tow Mater: Boy, I'm purty good at this lawyerin' stuff.
Sally Carrera: [Then the door opens as Sally Carrera appears.] Sorry, I'm late, your honor!
Lightning McQueen: [McQueen and turn around to see her, which McQueen instantly falls in love with her.] [to himself McQueen whispers] Holy porsche! She's gotta be from my attorney's office! [Sally then drives into the courtroom as our heroes turn back to the front.] [to Sally] Hey, thanks for coming, we're all set. He's letting me go.
Sally Carrera: [stops, and turns to McQueen] He's letting you go?
Lightning McQueen: Yeah, your job's pretty easy today. All you have to do now is stand there and let me look at you. Listen, I'm gonna cut to the chase. Me, you, dinner. [reflects sunlight on his bolt sticker] Ka-chow! [The reflected sunlight shines on Sally's eyes; Sally groans, grunts] I know, I get that reaction a lot. I create feelings in others that they themselves don't understand. [stops reflecting sunlight, revs his engine. Sally groans] Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?
Tow Mater: Well, a little bit, but I'll be alright?
Sally Carrera: Okay, I'm gonna go talk to the judge.
Lightning McQueen: Do what you gotta do, baby? Oh, but listen, be careful. Folks around here are not firing on all cylinders, if you know what I mean?
Tow Mater: [Then we see Mater, who is trying to reflect sunlight on his wing mirror like what McQueen did with his bolt sticker earlier.] Ka-chhhhhing! [Then the sunlight goes into his eyes.] [Mater groans]
Sally Carrera: [to McQueen] I'll keep that in mind. [to Mater] Hey, there, Mater.
Tow Mater: Howdy, Sally. [Then McQueen's smile turn to frown.]
Sally Carrera: Hi, folks! [to the other Radiator Springs residents, drives to Doc]
Folks: Good morning, Sally!
Lightning McQueen: [to Mater] Do you know her?
Tow Mater: She's the town attorney and my fiancee.
Lightning McQueen: What?
Tow Mater: [chuckling, smacks McQueen with his tire] I'm just kidding, she just like me for my body.
Sally Carrera: Doc, you look great this morning! Did you do something different with your side view mirrors?
Doc Hudson: What do you want, Sally?
Sally Carrera: [Sally sighs] Come on, make this guy fix the road. The town needs this.
Doc Hudson: No. I know his type. Racecar. That's the last thing this town needs.
Sally Carrera: Okay, I didn't want to have to do this, Doc. But you leave me no choice. [to the other citizens] Fellow citizens, you're all aware of our town's proud history.
Doc Hudson: [to himself] Here she goes again.
Sally Carrera: Radiator Springs, the glorious jewel strung on the necklace of Route 66, the mother road! It is our job and our pleasure to take care of the travelers on our stretch of that road.
Sarge: [in voice] Travelers? What travelers?
Filmore: [in voice] Ignore him.
Sally Carrera: But how, I ask you, are we to care for those travelers if there is no road for them to drive on? [to Luigi] Luigi, what do you have at your store?
Luigi: Tires.
Sally Carrera: And if no one can get to you?
Luigi: I won't sell any tires. I will lose everything! [chuckles]
Sally Carrera: Flo, what do you have at your store?
Flo: I have gas. Lotsa gas! [Mater and Ramone laugh on a joke with gasoline and gas from farts]
Sally Carrera: Okay, boys, stay with me. And, and, Flo, what'll happen if no one can come to your station to buy gas?
Flo: I'll go outta business and we'll have to leave town!
Sally Carrera: And what's gonna happen to all of us if Flo leaves town and closes her station?
Folks: Without gas, we're done for!
Lizzie: What?
Sally Carrera: So, don't you think the car responsible should fix our road?
Lizzie: The only guy strong enough to fix that road is Big Al!
Ramone: Lizzie, the guy left, like, 15 years ago.
Lizzie: Then why are you bringing him up, you lemon?
Sally Carrera: Oh, he can do it. He's got the horsepower. So, what do you want him to do?
Folks: Fix the road!
Sally Carrera: Because we are a town worth fixing!
Folks: Yeah! [all cheering]
Doc Hudson: [honks his own horn, which represents banging a hammer] Order in the court! Seems like my mind has been changed for me.
Folks: Yeah!
Lightning McQueen: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Filmore: Nice ruling.
Lightning McQueen: [groans to Sally] I am so not take you to dinner.
Sally Carrera: [giggles] That's OK, Stickers. You can take Bessie.
Tow Mater: Oh, man, you got to work with Bessie, I'd give my left 2-Lug Nuts for something like that!
Lightning McQueen: Bessie? Who's Bessie?
[The screen then skips to outside, where we see Bessie, who is a road-paving machine that is not a living vehicle. Tar is heard gurgling. Doc is next to her, with McQueen, the whole of and Mater.]
Doc Hudson: This here is Bessie, finest Road-Paving Machine ever built. [to McQueen] I'm hereby sentencing you to community service. You're gonna fix the road under my supervision.
Lightning McQueen: WHAT! This place is crazy!
Tow Mater: [whispers to McQueen] Hey, I know this may be a bad time right now, but you owe me $32,000 in legal fees.
Lightning McQueen: What!?
Doc Hudson: [to McQueen] So we're gonna hitch you up to sweet Bessie, and you're gonna pull her nice.
Lightning McQueen: You're gotta be kidding me!
Doc Hudson: [to McQueen] You start there where the road begins, [drives to where the road begins from the courthouse] you finish down there where the road ends.
Tow Mater: [Mater and the team get onto the road, facing towards the end of the town, and has a long swirly crack. McQueen moves his tire up, and moves himself forward so he can move with his parking boot still on. Mater looking at the damaged road] HOOOOLY SSSSHOOT!!
Lightning McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa! How long is this gonna take?!
Doc Hudson: Well, fella does it right, should take him about 5-days.
Lightning McQueen: 5-days? But I should be in California schmoozing Dinoco right now!
Doc Hudson: Then if I were you, I'd quit yapping and start working! Hook him up, Mater.
Tow Mater: Okay-dokey. [Mater tries to get McQueen's parking boot off as watched him do that. Mater groaning. Finally, McQueen's boot comes off. Suddenly, he quickly move away and into the distance.]
Lightning McQueen: FREEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
Tow Mater: [Doc and the whole team crossly looked at Mater, who was shocked.] Maybe I should've-a hooked him up to Bessie...and then-a...then took the boot off. [looks at the team]
[Then the screen shows McQueen driving away from Radiator Springs, even driving past a billboard saying "Leaving so soon?"]
Lightning McQueen: WHOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Goodbye, Radiator Springs, and goodbye, Bessie! California, here I come! Yeah! Oh, fell that wind! Yes! [Sheriff but then, he start sputtering.] No, no, no, no! Outta gas? How can I be outta gas?
Sheriff: [He stopped near the other billboard, where Sheriff and Sally are.] [laughs] Boy, we ain't as dumb as you think we are.
Lightning McQueen: [sputtering] But, but, but how did...? How did--? You--?
Sally Carrera: We siphoned your gas while you were passed out, [reflects sunlight on her wing mirror] KA-CHOW! [McQueen getting hit in the eyes by the reflected sunlight] [McQueen groans] [Sheriff laughing]
Sheriff: Gentlemen.
Sarge: Sheriff.
Filmore: Hai, Sheriff.
Luigi: Why the tires are here?
Guido: Sono sempre stati qui.
Luigi: They were better well before.
Guido: Stai sempre a parlare.
Luigi: Guido!
Lizzie: Red, can you move over? I want to get look at that sexy hot rod.
Mater: You know, I used to be a purty good whistler. I can't do it now of course, on account of sometimes I get fluid built up in my engine block, but Doc said he's gonna fix it dough. He can fix about anything. That's why we made him the judge. Boy, you shoulda heard me on Giddy-up, Oom Papa Mow Mow. Now, I'm not one to brag, but people come purty far to see me get low on the "Mow-Mow".
McQueen: Ah? Ah, man, that's just great!
Mater: Hey, what's wrong?
McQueen: My lucky sticker's all dirty.
Mater: Thaah, that ain't nothin'. I'll clean it for ya.
McQueen: No, no, no! That wouldn't be necessary. Hey! Hey, big fella! Yeah, you in the red! I could use a little hose down. Help me wash this off. What, where's he goin'?
Mater: Oh, he's still a little bit shy, and he hates you for killin' his flowers.
McQueen: I shouldn't have to put up with this. I'm a precision instrument of speed and aerodynamics.
Mater: You hurt your what?
McQueen: I'm a very famous racecar!
Luigi: You are a famous racecar? A real racecar?
McQueen: Yes, I'm a real racecar. What do you think? Look at me.
Luigi: I have followed racing my entire life of my whole life!
McQueen: Then you know who I am. I'm Lightning McQueen.
Luigi: Lightening McQueen!
McQueen: Yes! Yes!
Luigi: I must scream it to the world! My excitement from the top of someplace very high! Do you know many Ferraris?
McQueen: No,no,no. They race on the European circuit. I'm in the Piston Cup! What?
Luigi: Luigi follow only the Ferraris.
Flo: Is that what I think it is?
Sally: Customers. Customers! Customers, everyone! Customers! OK.
Lizzie: Customers?
Sally: All right, everybody calm down for a long time. Just remember what we rehearsed. Make sure your "Open, please come in" signs are out. And you all know what to do. All right, nobody panics. Here we go!
Minny: Van, I just don't see any on-ramp anywhere.
Van: Minny, I know exactly where we are.
Minny: Yeah, we're in the middle of nowhere.
Van: Honey, please.
Sally: Hello. Welcome to Radiator Springs, gateway to Ornament Valley. Legendary for it's quality service and friendly hospitality. How can we help you?
Van: We don't need anything, thank you very much.
Minny: Whoa, honey ask her direction to the Interstate.
Van: There's no need to ask for directions. Minny, I know exactly where we're going.
Minny: He did the same thing on our trip to Shakopee. You know, we were headed over there for the Crazy Days, and we...
Van: OK, OK. Really. We're just peachy, OK?
Filmore: What you really need is the sweet taste of my homemade, organic fuel.
Van: No, it doesn't agree with my tank.
Minny: We're just trying to find the Interstate.
Sarge: Good to see you, Soldier! Come on by Sarge's Surplus Hut for all your government surplus needs.
Minny: Ohh, honey, surplus!
Van: I think we have too much surplus.
Sally: I do have a map over the Cozy Cone Motel. And if you do stay, we offer a free Lincoln Continental breakfast.
Minny: Honey, she's got a map.
Van: I don't need a map! I have the GPS. Never need a map again, thank you.
Flo: How 'bout somethin' to drink? Stop at Flo's V8 Cafe. Finest fuel on Route 66.
Van: No, we just top off.
Luigi: And if you need tires, stop by Luigi's Casa Della Tires, home of the Leaning Tower of Tires.
Minny: We're just trying to find the Interstate.
Ramone: But you do need a paint job man. Ramone will paint you up right. Hey, anything you want! You know, like a flame job.
Minny: No, thanks...
Ramone: Maybe ghost flames! You like old school pinstripin'? Von Dutch style ha?
Minny: Oh, honey, look. Von Dutch.
Van: Oh, ho, OK, no. Ahahaha. We're gonna be going now, OK? Auww!
Lizzie: A little somethin' to remember us by, OK?
Van: Oh, ha, ha. OK!
Sally: Come back soon, OK? I mean, you know where we are! Tell your friends!
Van: Hohoh. OK! Yes. You bet.
Minny: Thanks again, folks. Bye-bye now.
McQueen: Psst! Psst! Hey! Hey, hey,hey! I know how to get to the Interstate!
Minny: Oh, do ya?
Van: Minny, no.
McQueen: Yeah, yeah,yeah. No, not really. But listen. I'm Lightning McQueen, the famous racecar. I'm being held heren against my will. And I need you to call my team, so they can rescue me, and get me to California in time for me to win The Piston Cup. Do you understand?
McQueen: No, no, no, no, no. No, It's the truth! I'm telling you! You gotta help me! Don't leave me here! I'm in hillbilly hell! My IQ's dropping by the second! I'm becoming one of them!
Sally: OK, don't worry. They know where we are now. They're gonna tell their friends. You'll see.

Radio: And we'll be back for our Hank Williams marathon...

Sally: That's good.
Radio: ...after a Piston Cup update. Still no sign of Lightning McQueen. Meanwhile, Chick Hicks arrived in California and today became the first car to spend practice time on the track.
Chick: Yeah, well it's just nice to get out here before the other competitors. You know, get a headstart. Gives me an edge.

Dreaming Song

Chick: Yeah! Hey, McQueen... Eat your heart out.
McQueen: Mater, let me get this straight. I can go when this road is done. That's the deal, right?
Mater: That's what they done did said.
McQueen: OK. Outta my way. I got a road to finish.
Mater: He's done!
Doc: Done?
Mater: Ahmhm.
Doc: It's only been an hour.
McQueen: I'm done. Look, I'm finished. Just say thank you, and I'll be on my way. That's all I gotta say.
Mater: Weehoo! I'm the first one on the new road! Ahho! It rides purty smooth.
Sally: It looks awful!
McQueen: Well, it matches the rest of the town.
Sally: Ahh.
Red: Umph, huhuhuh.
Sally: Red. Who do you think you are?
McQueen: Look, Doc said when I finish, I could go. That was the deal.
Doc: The deal was you fix the road, not making it worse. Now, scrape it off! Start over again.
McQueen: Hey, look, grandpa, I'm not a bulldozer. I'm a racecar.
"Doc': Ho ho ho. Is that right? Then why don't we just have a little race? Me and you.
Sally: What?
McQueen: Ho ho ho. Me and you. Is that a joke?
Doc: If you win, you go and I fix the road. If I win, you do the road my way.

Sheriff: Doc, what're you doin'?

McQueen: Hahaha. I don't mean to be rude here Doc, but you probably go zero to sixty in like what? Three-point-five years?
Doc: Then I reckon you ain't got nothin' to worry about.
McQueen: You know what old timer? That's a wonderful idea. Let's race.
Sheriff: Gentlemen, this will be a one-lap race. You will drive to Willy's Butte, go around Willy's Butte and come back. There will be no bumpin', no cheatin', no spittin', no bittin', no road rage, no maimin', no oil slickin', no pushin', no shovin', no backstabbin', no road-hoggin' and no lollygaggin'.
McQueen: Speed. I'm speed. Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer.
Luigi: Oh Ho ho hoo. My friend Guido, he dream to give a real racecar a pit stop.
Guido: Pit stop.
McQueen: Aa, haha. The race is only one lap, guys. Uno lappo! Don't need any help. I work solo mio.
Luigi: Fine. Race your way.
McQueen: No pit stoppo. Comprendo?
Guido: OK.
Sheriff: Gentlemen. Start your engines!
Ramone: Hijole! Check that out!
Filmore: Whoa.
Flo: Emm, emm.
Sally: Great idea, Doc. Now the road will never get done.
Sheriff: Luigi.
Luigi: Ho ho ho. On your mark, get set. Uno for the money, due for the show, tre to get ready, and quattro to... I can't belive it. Go!! Hahaha.
Doc: Yehaa! Hahaha!
Sally: Yeah.
Luigi: Huh? Doc, the flag means go. Remember the flag. Here we go. Go.
Ramone: Uhh, Doc, what are you doing, man?
Doc: Oh, dear. It would seem I'm off to a poor start. Well, better late than never. Come on, Mater. Might need a little help.
Mater: Ahh, OK.
Doc: You got your tow cable?
Mater: Well, yeah. I always got my tow cable. Why?
Doc: Ohh, just in case.
McQueen: Ahh, auw, auw, auw, no, no, no, no, no!
Ramone: Oh, man! Auw!
Filmore: Whoa. Bad trip, man.
Doc: Hey! Was that floatin' like a Cadillac, or was that stingin' like a Beemer? I'm confused.
Mater: Eh, eh, eh.
Doc: You drive like you fix roads. Lousy! Have fun fishin', Mater
McQueen: Ahhh!
Mater: I'm startin' to think he knowed you was gonna crash!
McQueen: Thank you, Mater. Thank you.
McQueen: I can make a little turn on dirt. You think? No. And now I'm a day behind. I'm never gonna get outta here!
Ramone: Hey, ese! You need a new paint job, man!
McQueen: No, thank you.
Filmore: How 'bout some organic fuel?
Sarge: That freak juice?
McQueen: Pass.
Flo: Whooh, watchin' him workin' is makin' me thirsty. Anybody else want somethin' to drink?
Mater: Nah, not me, Flo. I'm on one of them there special diets. I'm a precisional instrument of speed and aero-matics.
McQueen: "You race like you fix roads." I'll show him. I will show him! Great! I hate it! Hate, hate, hate, hate it!!
Doc: Haha. Music. Sweet music.
Sally: Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
McQueen: Radiator Springs, a happy place.
Bessie: Peck.
McQueen: Whoa, OK, Bessie you think that funny? Great! I'm talking to Bessie now! I'm talkin to Bessie!
Mater: Ha ha ha.
Sally: Wow.
Mater: Mornin', Sally! Hey, look at this here fancy new road that Lightnin' McQueen done just made!
Sally: Yes! Amazing!
Ramone: Yeah!
Flo: Ohh, Ramone, Mama ain't seen you that low in years.
Ramone: I haven't seen a road like this in years.
Flo: Well, then let's cruise, baby.
Ramone: Low and slow.
Luigi: E Bellissima! It's beautiful! Guido, look, it's a like it was paved by angels. Ohhh.
Mater: Oh, I tell you what. I bet even the roads on the moon ain't this smooth.
Sally: Doc, look at this. Shoulda tossed him into the cactus a lot sooner, huh?
Doc: Well, he ain't finished yet. Still got a long way to go.
Luigi: Guido, look at Luigi! Hahaha. This is fantastico!
Sally: That looks like fun! Mater, I got dibs, next turn!
Lizzie: Hey, Luigi, this new road makes your place look like a dump.
Luigi: Ahhh, that crazy old devil woman. Ohh, ohh. She's right!
Sally: Ohh, ahh!
Luigi: Guido!
Doc: That punk actually did a good jab. Well, now... where the hack is he? Sheriff! Is he makin' another run for it?
Sheriff: No,no. He ran outta asphalt in the middle of the night, asked me if he could come down here. All he's tryin' to do is make that there turn.
McQueen: No,no,no,no! Ohh, great. Perfect turns on every track I've ever raced on.
Doc: Sheriff, why don't you go get yourself a quart of oil at Flo's. I'll keep an eye on him.
Sheriff: Well, thanks, Doc. I've been feelin' a quart low.
McQueen: Ahhhhh! Phuahh, thahh!
Doc: This ain't asphalt, son. This is dirt.
McQueen: Oh, great. What do you want? You hear to gloat?
Doc: You don't have three-wheel brakes, so you got to pitch it hard, break it loose and then just drive it with the throttle. Give it too much, you'll be outta the dirt and into the tulips.
McQueen: So you're a judge, a doctor and a racing expert.
Doc: I'll put it simple. If you goin' hard enough left, you'll find yourself turnin' right.
McQueen: Ooo, right. That makes perfect sense. Turn right to go left. Yes! Thank you! Or should I say,"No thank you"? Because in Opposite World, maybe that really means, "Thank you"! Tuh, crazy grandpa car. What an idiot!
Doc: Ahhh.
McQueen: Turn right to go left. Oh. Whoa, auwwww. Oh, that... Auw! Turn right to go left. Guess what. I tried it. You know what? This crazy thing happened... I went right!
Lizzie: You keep talkin' to yourself, people'll think you crazy.
McQueen: Thanks for the tip.
Lizzie: What? I wasn't talkin' to you.
Sally: Oh, Guido, e bellissimo!
Guido: Che cosa?
Sally: It looks great! This is great!
Guido: Ti piace, eh? Si, si, bellissimo.
Mater: Ummmph. Oh, lord. Hehehe.
Sheriff: Mater! I need you to watch the prisoner tonight.
Mater: Well, dad-gum! Wait a minute, what if he tries to run again?
Sheriff: Just let him run outta gas and tow him on back. But keep an eye on him.
Mater: Yes, sir!
McQueen: While I'm stuck here paving this stinkin' road, Chick's in California schmoozing Dinoco. My Dinoco. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who's touching me?
Luigi: You have a slow leak. Guido, he fix. You make a such a nice new road. You come to my shop. Luigi take a good care of you. Eventhough you not a Ferrari. You buy four tires, I give you a full size spare absolutely free!
McQueen: Look, I get all my tires for free.
Luigi: Ho ho ho.. I like your style, eh? You drive the hard bargain. OK. Luigi make you a new deal. You buy one tire, I give you three for free!
Flo: Aaa... Would you look at that? Ramone, Ramone!
Ramone: Hm, hm, hm.
Luigi: Then Luigi make you a new deal
McQueen: No, no, no, no. Deal me out. Pass. No, thank you.
Luigi: No,no,no,no,no. This is it. My last offer. You buy one tire, I give you seven-a snow tire for all free! Done. You interested, you call me. You know where I am.
McQueen: Fuuuhhh. Ahhhh. Stop! Let me...Tuhh, puahh!
Sally: Oh, Red, you missed a spot. See it right there? On the hood right there.
McQueen: No, no! No! Stop, stop! That cold!! Help! Please! Stop!
Sally: Thanks, Red.
McQueen: What was that for?
Sally: Do you want to stay at the Cozy Cone or what?
McQueen: Huh?
Sally: And if you do, you gotta be clean. 'Cause even here in hillibilly hell we have standards.
McQueen: What, I... ? I don't get it.
Sally: Nothing I just thought I'd say thank you for doin' a great job. So I thought I'd let you stay with me. I mean, not with me! But there. Not with me there, but there in your own Cozy Cone. And I'd be in my cone, and it's...
McQueen: Wait. Wait, you're being nice to me.
Sally: I mean if you want to stay at the dirty impound, thats, thats fine. You know, I understand you criminal types.
McQueen: No, no, no, no. That's OK. Yeah, the Cozy Cone.
Sally: Ehhh. It's newly refurbished
McQueen: Haha. Yeah, it's like a clever little twist the motel's made out of caution cones, which, of course, cars usually try to avoid, now we're gonna stay in them. Haha. That's funny.
Sally: Figure that all out on your own, did you? Cone number one, if you want.
McQueen: Auh. Hey, do I spy a little pinstriping tattoo back there?
Sally: Auuww. Haha. That's just a... Ahhahaha. Auuww. You saw that? Yeah! Just gonna be going. Gonna...Yeah.
Mater: You know, I once knew this girl Doreen. Good-lookin' girl. Looked just like a Jaguar, only she was a truck! You know, I used to crash into her, just so I could spoke to her.
McQueen: What are you talking about?
Mater: I don't know. Hey, I know somethin' we can do tonight, 'cause I'm in charge of watchin' you!
McQueen: No, Mater, I gotta finish this road, and I have to get out of here.
Mater: Well, that's all right, Mr. I Can't Turn On Dirt. You probably couldn't handle it anyway.
McQueen: Whoa, whoa, easy now, Mater. You know who you're talkin' to? This is Lightning McQueen. I can handle anything.
McQueen: Mater, I'm not doin' this.
Mater: Oh, come on, you'll love it. Hehehe. Tractor-tippin's fun.
McQueen: This is ridiculous.
Mater: All right, listen. When I say go, we go. But don't let Frank catch ya. Go!
McQueen: Whoa! Wait! Who, who's Frank? Mater. Wait, Mater!
Mater: OK, here's what you do. You just sneak up in front of 'em, and then honk. And they do the rest. Watch this.
Mater: Ha ha ha ha. I swear, tractors is so dumb! I tell you what, buddy, you don't get much better than this.
McQueen: Yep, you're livin' the dream, Mater boy.
Mater: I don't care who you are, that's funny right there. Oh, you turn, bud.
McQueen: Mater, I can't. I don't even have a horn.
Mater: Baby.
McQueen: I'm not a baby.
Mater: Puuuck, puck, puck.
McQueen: Fine. Stop! stop, OK? All right. I'll do something.
Both: Ha ha ha ha ha!
'Mater": That's Frank.
McQueen: [shouting]
Mater: Run, ha ha ha, run! Run! He's gonna get ya! Ha ha ha!
Sally: Customers!
Mater: Tomorrow night we can go look for the ghostlight!
McQueen: I can't wait, Mater.
Mater: Oh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya! Oh, boy, you gotta admit that was funnn unn!
McQueen: Oh, yeah...yeah.
Mater: Well, we better get you back to the impound lot.
McQueen: You know, actually, Sally's gonna let me stay at the motel.
Mater: Aaaa... Gettin' cozy at the Cone, is we?
McQueen: Oh, come...No. No, are you kidding? Besides, she can't stand me. And I don't like her, to be honest.
Mater: Yeah, you probably right. Hey, look, there's Miss Sally!
McQueen: Where, where?
Mater: Hahaha. You're in love with Miss Sally.
McQueen: No, I'm not.
Mater: Yes, you do.
McQueen: No way.
Mater: Way.
McQueen: Come on, look
Mater: You're in love with Miss Sally. You're in love with Miss Sally.
McQueen: OK, that's real mature Mater, real grown up.
Mater: You love her. You love her. You love her. You love her. You love her. You love her.
McQueen: Wait...All right. OK. Mater, Mater, Mater, no. Will you stop that?
Mater: Stop what?
McQueen: That's driving backwards stuff. It's creeping me out. You're gonna wreck on somethin'.
Mater: Wreck? Shoot! I'm the world's best backwards driver! You just watch this right here, lover boy.
McQueen: What are you doing? Watch out! Look out! Mater? Mater! Mater! Hey take it easy, Mater!
Mater: Waaaaaaa! Ha,ha,ha! Hee,hee.
McQueen: Ha ha ha. He's nuts.
Mater: No need to watch where I'm goin'. Just need to know where I've been.
McQueen: Whoa, that was incredible! How'd you do that?
Mater: Rearview mirrors. We'll get you some, and I'll teach you if you want.
McQueen: Yeah, maybe I'll use it in my big race.
Mater: What's so important about this race of yours, anyway?
McQueen: It's not just a race. We're talking about the Piston Cup! I've been dreaming about it my whole life! I'll be the first rookie in history ever to win it. And when I do, we're talkin' big new sponsor, with private helicopters. No more medicated bumper ointment. No more rusty old cars.
Mater: What's wrong with rusty old cars?
McQueen: Well, I don't mean you, Mater. I mean other old cars. You know? Not like you. I like you.
Mater: Nahhh, it's OK, buddy. Hey, you think maybe one day I can get a ride in one of them helicopters? I mean, I've always wanted to ride in one of them fancy helicopters.
McQueen: Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, sure.
Mater: You mean it?
McQueen: Oh, yeah. Anything you say.
Mater: I knew it. I knowed I made a good choice!
McQueen: In what?
Mater: My best friend.
Mater: See you tomorrow, buddy! McQueen and Sally parked beneath a tree, K-i-s somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-t!
McQueen: Hahaha! Whoa, whoa. Haha. Number one. Number one...Ahhh...Number one! Ahh, this is nice.
Sally: Hey, Stickers.
Both: Huh!
Sally: I'm sorry.
McQueen: Wohho!! You scared me. You gotta be careful.
Sally: I scared myself scaring you scaring me.
McQueen: I mean, I wasn't like "scared" scared.
Sally: No, of course not. Not.
McQueen: I was more...
Sally: Just I overheard you talkin' to Mater.
McQueen: When? Just, just now? What, what did, what did you hear?
Sally: Oh, just something about a helicopter ride.
McQueen: Oh, yeah. Yeah, he got a kick out of that, didn't he?
Sally: Did you mean it?
McQueen: What?
Sally: That you'll get him a ride.
McQueen: Oh, who knows? I mean first things first. I gotta get outta here and make the race.
Sally: Ah, hah. You know...Mater trusts you.
McQueen: Yeah, OK.
Sally: Did you mean that?
McQueen: What?
Sally: Was it just a "Yeah, OK", or "Yeah...OK" or"Yea-yeah, OK"
McQueen: Look, I'm exhausted. It's kinda been a long day.
Sally: Yeah, OK. G'night.
McQueen: Oh ah. Hey, thank you.
Sally: What did you just say?
McQueen: You know, thanks for lettin' me stay here. It's nice to be out of the impund, and this is... It's great. Newly refurbished, right?
Sally: Yeah.
McQueen: Good night.
Sally: Good night.
Sally: Huh.
Sarge: Will you turn that disrespectful junk off?
Filmore: Respect the classics, man. It's Hendrix!
McQueen: Ahh...huh...please...huh...

Dreaming Song

McQueen: No!
Frank: Uarghhh!!
McQueen: No! I gotta get outta here! Hey, have you seen the Sheriff? Oh! Oh, my gosh. Oh!
Doc: Hey, what are you doin'?
Sheriff: Get a good peak, city boy?
McQueen: I, a.. a.. I just need my daily gas ration from the Sheriff.
Doc: Wait for him at Flo's. Now get outta here.
McQueen: I've been trying to get outta here for three days!
Sheriff: Hope you enjoyed the show!
McQueen: Whoa ho, Doc. Time to clean out the garage, buddy, come on. What? He has a Piston Cup? Oh, my gosh. Three Piston Cup?
Doc: Sign says stay out.
McQueen: You, you have three Piston Cups. How could you have...
Doc: I knew you couldn't drive. I didn't know you couldn't read.
McQueen: You're the Hudson Hornet!
Doc: Wait over at Flo's, like I told ya!
McQueen: Of course. I can't belive I didn't see it before. You're The Fabulous Hudson Hornet! You still to hold the record for most wins in single season. Oh, we gotta talk. You gotta show me your tricks. Please.
Doc: I already tried that.
McQueen: And you won the championship three times! Look at those trophies!
Doc: You look. All I see is a bunch of empty cups.
Filmore: You know, some automotive yoga could really lower your RPM's, man.
Sarge: Oh, take a car wash, hippie.
Flo: Yeah, look at my husband, y'all. Hooo... That's your color!
Ramone: Yellow, baby. Hahaha.
Flo: Mmm! You smokin' hot!
Sheriff: There he is!
McQueen: Oh, my gosh! Did you know Doc is a famous racecar?
Folks: Ha ha ha ha!
Sheriff: Doc? Our Doc?
Sarge: Not Doc Hudson.
McQueen: No, no, no, no, it's true! He's a real racing legend. He's The Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
Flo: Fabulous? I never seen Doc drive more than 20 miles an hour. I mean, have you ever seen him race?
McQueen: No, but I wish I could have of. They say he was amazing! He wins three Piston Cups.
Mater: Phooah! He did what in his cup?
Sheriff: I think the heat's startin' to get to the boy!
Lizzie: Well, I'll say! Look how red he is!
Ramone: Yeah, I think he needs a new coat of poly, man.
Mater: Are you sick, buddy?
Sheriff: You are lookin' a little peaked.
Ramone: Yeah, he needs a new coat of poly for sure!
Sheriff: Hey, hey! What are you doin'?
Sally: It's OK, Sheriff. You can trust me, right?
Sheriff: I trust you, all right. It's him I'm worried about.
Sally: Mmm... I trust him. Come on, let's take a drive.
McQueen: A drive?
Sally: Yeah, a drive. Don't you big city racecars ever just take a drive?
McQueen: Ahhh...No. No, we don't.
Sally: Hey, Stickers! Do you comin' or what?
Flo: Ahmm. And you thought he was gonna run.
Ramone: Hey, can you believe it, man? He actually thought Doc was a famous racecar! Hahaha... That's so too much!
McQueen: OK, you got me out here. Where are we goin'?
Sally: I don't know.
McQueen: Whoa! Yes.
Sally: Ha ha ha.
McQueen: Whoa! Ha ha ha. Uahh!
Sally: Hahaha.
McQueen: Thahhh!
Sally: Ah.. hahaha! Ah.. hahaha!
McQueen: Hahaha! Thuhhh! Thuhh! Wow! What is this place?
Sally: Wheel Well. Used to be the most popular stop on the mother road.
McQueen: This place?
Sally: Yeah, imagine...Oh, imagine what it must have been like to stay here.
McQueen: You know, I don't get you. How does a Porsche wind up in a place like this?
Sally: Well, it's really pretty simple. I was...an attorney in LA livin' life in the fast lane, and.
McQueen: Oh, you were, were you? Were you rich?
Sally: What?
McQueen: Just... clues to the puzzle.
Sally: Yeah, OK. Well, that was my life. And you know what? It never felt...happy.
McQueen: Yeah. I mean...really?
Sally: Yeah. So I left California. Just drove and drove and finally broke down right here. Doc fixed me up, Flo took me in. Well, they all did. And I never left.
McQueen: Yeah. You know, I understand. You need a little R & R. Recharge and old batteries. But you know, after a while, why didn't you go back?
Sally: I fell in love.
McQueen: Ohh.
Sally: Yep.
McQueen: Corvette?
Sally: No. I fell in love with this.
McQueen: Whoa. Look at that. Look, they're drivin' right by. They don't even know what they're missing!
Sally: Well, it didn't used to be that way.
McQueen: Oh, yeah?
Sally: Yeah. 40 years ago, that Interstate down there didn't exist.
McQueen: Really?
Sally: Yeah. Back then, cars came across the country a whole different way.
McQueen: How do you mean?
Sally: Well, the road didn't cut through land like that Interstate. It moved with the land, you know? It rose, it fell, it curved.
Folk: Mornin'! Nice day, huh?
Sally: Cars didn't drive on it to make a great time. They drove on it to have a great time.

Song

McQueen: Well, what happened?
Sally: The town got bypassed just to save ten minutes of driving.

Song

McQueen: How great would it have been to see this place in its heyday!
Sally: Ohh...I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed of that. But one of these days, we'll find a way to get it back on the map.
McQueen: Yeah. Hey, listen, thanks for the drive. I had a great time. It's kinda nice to slow down every once in a while.
Sally: You're welcome.
Mater: Hey, listen, listen! If anybody asks you, we was out smashin' mailboxes, OK?
McQueen: Wha... What?
Ramone: Oh, man, the paint's still wet!
Luigi: No, no, no, no! Get out of the store! Hey! Don't eat the radial! Here, take-a the snow tires.
Sheriff: Mater!
Mater: I wasn't tractor-tippin'!
Sheriff: Then where did all these gol-durn tractors come from?
Mater: Whoa, boy! Whoa!
McQueen: Ha ha ha. Hey! Hey guys. There's one goin' this way. I got it. Come here, little tractor, come here. Yeah, that's a good tractor. No, no, no, no, come here. What are you doing? You're not supposed to go wandering off all...alone.
McQueen: What are you doin' with those old racin' tires?
Doc: Huuhhh.
McQueen: Come on, Doc, drive.
Doc: Ahhhh. Yeah.
McQueen: Wow! You're amazing! What are you doin'? Doc, wait!
Mater: Giddup right in there! Come on, Rusty. Weee...heyy!
McQueen: Doc, hold it! Seriously, your driving's incredible!
Doc: Wonderful. Now, go away.
McQueen: Hey, I mean it. You've still got it!
Doc: I'm askin' you to leave.
McQueen: Come on. I'm a racecar, you're... a much older racecar, but under the hood you and I are the same.
Doc: We are not the same! Understand? Now, get out.
McQueen: How could a car like you quit at the top of your game?
Doc: You think I quit?
McQueen: Right. Your big wreck in 54.
Doc: They quit on me. When I finally got put together, I went back expecting a big welcome. You know what they said? "You're history". Moved right on to the next rookie standing in line. There was a lot left in me. I never got chance to show 'em. I keep that, to remind me never to go back. I just never expected that that world would... would find me here. Hey, look, Doc, I'm not them.
Doc: Oh, yeah?
McQueen: No, I'm not.
Doc: When is the last time you cared about something except yourself, hot rod? You name me one time. And I will take it all back. Ahhuh? I didn't think so. These are good folk around here, who care about one another. I don't want 'em depending on someone they can't count on.
McQueen: Oh, like you? You've been here how long and your friends don't even know who you are? Who's caring about only himself?
Doc: Just finish that road and get outta here!
Sarge: Will you turn that disrespectful junk off?
Filmore: Respect the classics, man.
Mater: He's done. He must've finished it while we was all sleepin'.
Doc: Good riddance.
Flo: He's gone?
Sarge: Well, we wouldn't want him to miss that race of his.
Sheriff: Hisk... hisk.
Ramone: Oh, dude, are you crying?
Sheriff: No! I'm happy! I don't have to watch him every second of the day anymore! I'm glad he's gone!
Red: Hahaha.
McQueen: What's wrong with Red?
Mater: Oh, he's just sad 'cause you left town, and went to your big race to win the Piston Cup that you've always dreamed about your whole life and get that big ol' sponsor and that fancy helicopter you was talkin' about.
Mater: Huh! Wait a minute!
Folks: Hahaha.
Mater: I knowed you wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.
McQueen: Hahaha.
Sheriff: What are you doin' here, son? You're gonna miss your race. Don't worry. I'll give you a police escort, and we'll make up the time.
McQueen: Thank you, Sheriff. But you know I can't go just yet.
Sheriff: Well, why not?
McQueen: I'm not sure these tires...can get me all the way to California. Yeah, does anybody know what time Luigi's opens?
Luigi: Ah haha! I can't-a believe it! Four new tires! Grazien, Mr. Lightning. Grazien!
Flo: Would you look at that!
Luigi: Our first real customers in years! I am filled with tears of ecstacy, for this is the most glorious day of my life!
McQueen: All right, Luigi, give me the best set of blackwalls you've got.
Luigi: No, no, no, no! You don't-a know what you want. Luigi know what you want. Blackwall tires. They blend into the pavement. But-a this...white-wall tires! They say, "Look at me! Here I am! Love me."
McQueen: All right, you're the expert.
Luigi: Eh, hehehee!
McQueen: Oh, and don't forget the spare.
Luigi: Perfetto. Guido!
Guido: Peet stop!

Song

Luigi: Ha ha ha! What did Luigi tell you, aey?
McQueen: Wow, you were right. Better than a Ferrari, huh?
Luigi: Aaa, no.
McQueen: Wow! This organic fuel is great! Why haven't I heard about it before?
Filmore: It's a conspiracy, man! The oil companies got a grip on the government! They're feedin' us a bunch of lies, man.
McQueen: OK, I'll take a case.
Ramone: Ahh.. Yeah. Ka-chow.
Mater: Here she comes!
McQueen: Places, everybody. Hurry! Act natural.
Folks: Hi, Sally.
Sally: All right, what's goin' on?
Mater: Ladies and gentlecars, please welcome the neeewww Lightning McQueen!
McQueen: What do you think? Radiator Springs looks pretty good on me.
Sally: I'll say. Rrr. Ka-chow. You're gonna fit right in in California. Oh my goodness. It looks like you've helped everybody in town.
McQueen: Yeah, everybody except one. Hey, is it getting dark out?
Lizzie: What? What'd he say?
McQueen: Let me say that again. Is it getting dark out?
Lizzie: Now, what was I supposed to do after that?

Song

Sally': They fixed their neon.
Flo: Low and slow?
Ramone: Oh, yeah, baby!
McQueen: Just like in its heyday, right?
Sally: It's even better than I pictured it. Thank you.
McQueen: Shall we cruise?
Lizzie: Oh, thank you, dear. I'd love to!
McQueen: No, no, no.
Sally: Lizzie!
Lizzie: I remember when Stanley first asked me to take a drive with him.
Mater: Hey, Miss sally. May I have this cruise?
Sally: Of course, Mater.
Sheriff: A, a, ah!
Lizzie: ...and again and I said, "No," and he asked me again, and I said, "No." But, oh, he was a persistent little burger for a two-cylinder. Finally I said, "All right, one little drive."
Mater: Ha ha ha.
McQueen: Hey!
Sally: Thanks, Mater.
Mater: Good evenin', you two.
Lizzie: Oh, Stanley, I wish you could see this.
Flo: Is that what I think it is?
Sally: Oh, I don't know, Flo. I haven't had a chance to find out. But I am going to find out. Hello.
Flo: Not that. That.
Sally: Huh. Customers?
Flo: Customers, everybody! And a lot of 'em! You know what to do. Just like we rehearsed.
Mater': It's the ghostlight!
Helicopter: We have found McQueen. We have found McQueen!
Cameramen: McQueen, over here!
McQueen: Aaa, wait, excuse me.
Cameramen: Is it true you've been in rehab? Did you have a nervous breakdown, McQueen.
McQueen: I'm sorry, what?
Cameramen: McQueen's wearing whitewalls! Are the tires you wearing are turning balding?

Sally: Stickers, McQueen! Was Lightning McQueen your prisoner?

Mater: Shoot, no! We're best buds! I ain't braggin' or nothin', but I was in charge of huntin' him down if he tried to escape.
McQueen: Sally, Sally!
Kori: McQueen! Will you still race for the Piston Cup?
Sally: Stickers?
McQueen: Sally!
Cameramen: Come on, give us some bolt!
Mack: You're here! Thank the manufacturer! You're alive!
McQueen: Mack?
Mack: You're here! I can't belive it! Oh, hoho. You are a sight for some headlights! I'm so sorry I lost you, boss. I'll make it up to you!
McQueen: Mack, I, I can't belive you're here.
Harv: Is that the world's fastest racing machine?
McQueen: Is that Harv?
Mack: Yeah. He's in the back.
Cameramen: Show us the bolt, McQueen!
Mack: Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!
Cameramen: Hey, where's the old McQueen?
Mack: Actually, this is my good side here.
Cameramen: Show us the bolt!
McQueen: Harv! Harv!
Cameramen: Give us the bolt!
McQueen: Harv?
Cameramen: Come on!
Harv: Kid, I'm over here!
McQueen: How you doin', buddy?
Harv: My star client disappears off the face of the earth! How do you think I'm doing?
McQueen: Harv, I can explain.
Harv: I'm doing great! You're everywhere, baby! Radio, TV, the papers! You can't buy this kind of publicity! What do you need me for? That's just a figure of speech, by the way. You signed a contract. Where are you? I can't even find you on my GPS.
McQueen: I'm in this little town called Radiator Springs. You know Route 66? It's still here!
Harv: Yeah, that's great, kid. Playtime is over, pal. While the world's been trying to find you, Dinoco has had no one to woo. Who are they gonna woo?
McQueen: Chick!
Harv: Bingo. In fact, check out what's on the plasma right now.
Cameramen: Show us the thunder!
Chick: You want thunder? You want thunder? Ka-chicka, ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
McQueen: Hey, that's my bit!
Harv: You've gotta get to Cali, pronto! Just get out of Radiation Stinks now, or Dinoco is history, you hear me?
McQueen: Just give me a second here, Harv.
Harv: No, no, no, wait. Where are goin'. Get in the trailer, baby. Kid! You want, you want a bigger trailer?
McQueen: Sally, I... I want you to... Look, I wish... Ahhhh.
Sally: Thank you. Thanks for everything.
McQueen: Ah. Haha. It just a road.
Sally: No. It was much more than that.
Mack: Hey, kid! We gotta go. Harv's goin' crazy! He's gonna have me fired if I don't get you in the truck right now!
McQueen: Mack, just... hold it for...
Sally: You should go.
McQueen: I know, but...
Sally: Good luck in California. I hope you find what you're looking for.
Cameramen: McQueen, come on!
McQueen: Sally!
Cameramen: Show us the bolt, McQueen! The bolt! Hey, Lightning, show us the bolt! Where's the old McQueen?
Harv: Come on, get in the trailer. That's it. That's right kid, let's go! You're a big shining star. You're a superstar. You don't belong there, anyway.
McQueen: Whoa... Wait...Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!
Cameramen: Hey, guys! McQueen's leavin' in the truck!
Kori: Hey, are you Doc Hudson?
Doc: Yeah.
Kori: Thanks for the call.
Sally: You called them?
Doc: It's best for everyone, Sally.
Sally: Best for everyone, or best for you?
Mater: I didn't get to say goodbye to him.
Bob: Hello, race fans, and welcome to what has become, quite simply, the biggest event in the history of racing. A three way battle for the Piston Cup!
Darrell: There's a crowd of nearly 200,000 cars here at the Los Angeles International Speedway. Tickets to this race are hotter than a black leather seat on a hot summer day!
Bob: The King, Chick Hicks and Lightning McQueen in a 200 laps, winner-takes-all, tiebreaker race.
Darrell: You know I got a lotta miles on me, but let me tell you somethin' buddy. I never thought I'd see anything like this. Wow! Man. This is exciting!
Bob: In fact, the country has almost shut down, to watch what many experts are calling "the race of the century."
Junior: Hey, King! Good luck in your last race. You've sure been an inspiration to me.

The King: Thanks, Junior. Appreciate it.

Dear: Hey, be careful out there, OK?
The King: Yeah, mam.
Mia: He's hot.
Chick: Wanna know the forecast? I'll give you the forecast. A 100 percent chance of thunder! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Say it with me! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
Security: Hey, you! No admittance without a garage pass.
Fred: Oh, it's OK. Lightning McQueen knows me!
Andretti: Hey, Marco, it's a beautiful day for a race, isn't it?
Security: Absolutely, Mr. Andretti.
Andretti: And good morning to you, Fred.
Fred: Mario Andretti he knows my name! You gotta let me in now!
Security: Sorry, pal.
McQueen: OK, here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed. Victory, one winner, two losers. Speed. Speed. Speed. Speed...
Mack: Hey, Lightnin'! You ready?
McQueen: Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm... I'm ready! Mack, thanks for being my pit crew today.
Mack: Nahh. Don't worry about it, kid. It's the least I could do. After all, "Gas Can" is my middle name.
McQueen: It is?
Mack: Nahh, not really.
Small aeroplane: A. O.
TV Crew: Nelson! Zoom in. Ready, 16? Take 16.
Bob: And there he is, Lightning McQueen! Missing all week, and then he turns up in the middle of nowhere! In a little town called Radiator Springs.
Darrell: Wearin' whitewall tires, of all things.
Chick: Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Hahaha. Hey, where you been? I've been kinda lonely. Nobody to hang out with. I mean, except the Dinoco folks. Ohhh and the twins. Of course. You know the twins the one that used to be your fans, but now they're my fans. Anyway, listen to what the twins think...
McQueen: Ahh. Shoot!
Fans: Boogity, boogity, boogity, boys! Let's go racin'!
Dear: Come on, you can do it!
Tex: Come on kid, make us proud, boy!
Bob: Fifty laps down, and The King is still holding a slim lead.
Darrell: Hey, McQueen's got a run on him! He's lookin' to the inside! Ohh! Chick slammed the door on him!
Bob: Chick's not making it easy on him today.
Darrell: Oh, man, he lost so much momentum, and now he's gonna have to chase him back down!
Bob: Ohhh, McQueen spins out in the infield!
Chick: Ha ha ha! Just me and the old man, fellas. McQueen just doesn't have it today.
Mack: Hey, kid, are you all right?
McQueen: I don't know, Mack. I.. I... I don't think I...
Doc: I didn't come all this way to see you quit.
McQueen: Doc?
Guys: Yey.. Hahaha.
McQueen: Guys, you're here! I can't believe this!
Doc: I knew you needed a crew chief, but I didn't know it was this bad.
McQueen: I thought you said you'd never come back.
Doc: Well, I really didn't have a choice. Mater didn't get to say goodbye.
Mater: Goodbye! Okay, I'm good.
McQueen: Ha ha ha!
Doc: All right, if you can drive as good as you fix a road, then you can win this race with you eyes shut. Now, get back out there! Hot snot, we are back in business! Guido! Luigi! You're goin' up against professional pit crews boys, you're gonna have to be fast.
Luigi: They will not know what bit them!
Doc: Kid, you can beat these guys. Find a groove that works for you and get that lap back.
Chick's Crew: Is that? Oh, wow. That's him!
TV Crew: Is that...? That's the Hudson Hornet! Bob, Darrell! The Hudson Hornet's back!
Bob: Darrell, it appears McQueen has got himself a pit crew. And look who he has for a crew chief!
Fans: Wow... Look, man. It's the Hudson Hornet!
Biggest fan: Whoa!
Fans: Well, dip me in axle grease and call me Slick! It surely is.
Biggest fan: Ha ha ha ha ha!
Bob: Wow, this is history in the making. Nobody has seen the racing legend in over 50 years!
Lizzie: Hey, Doc! Come look at the fellow on the radio. He looks just like you.
Bob: McQueen passes them on the inside!
Darrell: But he's still nearly a lap fail.
Bob: Can he catch up to them with only 60 laps to go?
Doc: You're goin' great, kid. Just keep your head on.
Guido: Vai! Vai! Vai, vai!
Chick's crew: Hey, shrimpie, where did McQueen find you, huh? Those round things are called tires, and they go under the car!
All Chick's Crew: Ha ha ha ha ha!
Guido: Con chi credi di parlare? Ma, con chi stai parlando?
Luigi: No! No, no! You'll have your chance. You will have your chance.
Chick: Oh, kid's just tryin' to be a hero, huh? Well, what do you think of this? Yeah, that's it kid. Whats?
Mater: Whoa! Git-R-done! Hahaha! I taught him that. Ka-chow!
Chick Crew: Auuww!
Bob: What a move by McQueen! He's caught up to the leaders.
Darrell: Oh, yeah. This is what it's all about. A three-way battle for the lead, with ten to go.
Tex: Hahaha! Look at that boy go out there!
Chick: No, you don't.
McQueen: Doc, I'm flat! I'm flat!
Doc: Can you get back to the pits?
McQueen: Yeah, yeah. I think so.
Doc: Hey, got a yellow. Bring it in. Don't tear yourself up, kid.
Mack: We gotta get him back out there fast or we're gonna be a lap down, and we'll never win this race!
Doc: Guido! It's time.
Chick Crew: Hey, tiny, you gonna clean his windshield? Ha ha ha!
Darrell: I don't believe it!
Bob: That was the fastest pit stop I've ever seen!
Darrell: It was a great stop, but he's still gotta beat that pace car out!
Bob: It's gonna be close.
Mater: Yeah!
Biggest Fan: Yeah, baby!
Fans: Yeah... Ha ha ha!
Darrell: Yeah! He's back in the race!
Guido: Peet stop.
Luigi: Guido, you did it!
Mater: Way to go, Guido!
Ramone: Yeah!
Bob: This is it. We're heading into the final lap and McQueen is right behind the leaders. What a comeback!
Darrell: A hundred and ninety-nine laps, and, baby, it all comes down to this!
Doc: This is it, kiddo. You've got four turns left. One at a time. Drive it in deep and hope it sticks. Go!
Chick: We'll see about that!
Bob: McQueen's going inside!
Bob: Chick and The King are loose!
Darrell: I think McQueen is out of the race! McQueen saved it!
Bob: He's back on the track!
Doc: Float like a Cadillac...
McQueen: Sting like a Beemer!
Biggest Fan: Ka-chow, ka-chow, ka-chow!
Fans: Wow!
Folks: Yeeha! Ha ha ha.
Darrell: Lightning McQueen is gonna win the Piston Cup!
Sally: Come on! You got it! You got it, Stickers!
Chick: I am not comin' in behind you again, old man.
Dear: Oh, no!
Chick: Yeah... Wow! I won, baby! Yeah! Oh, yeah!
Flo: What's he up to, Doc?
The King: What are you doin', kid?
McQueen: I think The King should finish his last race.
The King: You just gave up the Piston Cup, you know that?
McQueen: Ahhh. This grumpy old racecar I know once told me somethin'. It's just an empty cup.
Bob: Darrell, is pushing on the last lap legal?
Darrell: Hey, man. He's not really pushin' him. He's just givin' him a little bump draft.
Chick: Whoa.. Hohooo! Hey. What? What's goin' on?
Fan: That's what I call racin' right there.
Tex: Hahaha!
Luigi: Bravo il mio amico!
Mater: Way to go, buddy!
Filmore: There's a lotta love out there, you know, man?
Sarge: Don't embarrass me, Filmore.
Lizzie: That's my hot rod.
Chick: Come on, baby, bring it out! Bring out the Piston Cup! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Yeah! Now, that's what I'm talkin' about! Hey, how come I'm the only one celebrating is me, huh? Where are the girls? Bring on the confetti! Auuww! Auuww! Easy with the confetti. What's goin' on? Come on, snap some pictures. I gotta go sign my deal with Dinoco! Ka-chicka! Say it with me. Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
Cameramen: Boo!
Mia & Tia: Boo!
Chick: What's wrong with everybody? Where's the happiness? Hey! This is the start of the Chick era!
Dear: Thanks, Lightnin'.
McQueen: You're welcome.
Fan: Way to go, King! You're still the car!
Biggest Fan: You're The King! Yeah!
Rust-eze Folks: Yeah! Hahahaha!
Mack: Wahh! Hoo!
Rust-eze Car: You make us proud, kid!
Mack: Congrats on the loss, me bucko!
Doc: You got a lotta of stuff, kid.
McQueen: Thanks, Doc.
Tex: Hey, Lightnin'. How 'bout comin' over here and talk to me a minute? Son, that was some real racin' out there. How'd you like to become the new face of Dinoco?
McQueen: But I didn't win.
Tex: Lightnin', there's a whole lot more to racin' than just winnin'.
Rust-eze Van: He was so rusty, when he drove down the street. Hahaha. Buzzards used to circle the car!
Folks: Ha ha ha ha.
McQueen: Thank, you, Mr. Tex, but... but these Rust-eze guys over there gave me my big break. I'm gonna stick with them.
Tex: Well, I sure can respect that. Still, you know, if there's ever anything I can do for you, just let me know.
McQueen: I sure appreciate that. Thank you. Actually, there is one thing.
Mater: Whoah! Hoo! Aaaa! Hey look at me! I'm flyin', by golly! Whoahh! Hoo! I'm happier than a tornado in a trailer park!
Luigi: I think it's about-a time we redecorate.
Michael Schumacher: Chow! Hi, Lightning McQueen told me this was the best place in the world to get tires. How 'bout setting me and my friends up with three or four sets each?
Luigi: Huh. Guido! There is a real Michael Schumacher Ferrari in my store. A real Ferrari! Punch me, Guido. Punch me in the face. This is the most glorious day of my life.
Michael Schumacher: Wow. Spero che il tuo amico si riprenda. Mi dicono che siete fantastici.
Sally: Uh..huh!. Hahaha. Just passin' through?
McQueen: Actually, I thought I'd stop and stay awhile. I hear this place is back on the map.
Sally: It is?
McQueen: Yeah, there's some rumor floating around that some hotshot Piston Cup racecar is setting up his big racing headquarters here.
Sally: Really? Well, there goes the town.
McQueen: You know, I really missed you, Sally.
Sally: Well, I create feelings in others they themselves don't understand and, blah, blah, blah, blah.
McQueen: Ha ha ha.
Mater: McQueen and Sally parked beneath the tree, K-i-s-s... i-n-t!
McQueen: Great timing, Mater!
Mater: Hep-non, hip-hep, hi-li-lilly! Weeeee!!
McQueen: He's my best friend. What're you gonna do?
Sally: So, Stickers, last one to Flo's buys?
McQueen: I don't know. Why don't we just take a drive?
Sally: Mmm. Nahh.
McQueen: Yeah! Ka-chow!
Mater: Yehoo!
[Route 66 music playing]
Mater: All right, everybody please keep together now. We is now entering the Doc Hudson wing of the museum.
Car: Wow. Unbelievable. That many wins in a single season.
The King: He's the real deal, Junior. The Hudson Hornet was my inspiration.
Car: Excuse me, son. Is Doc Hudson here today?
Mater: Sorry, Mrs. The King, I think Doc went out for a drive or somethin'.
McQueen: Whoo! Whoo!
Doc Hudson: Yeah! Well, you sure ain't no dirt boy.
McQueen: Not today, man. I know all your tricks. [growls] Doc! Doc!
Doc Hudson: Whoo-ah! Not all my tricks, rookie!
[all grumble]
[cheering]
Sarge: Attention! Kiss the pavement goodbye, gentlemen. When I'm finished, you'll have mud in places you didn't know you had!
Car: Yo, I've never been off-road!
Sarge: Well, that's gonna change right now! About face! Drop and give me 20 miles! Go! Go! Go, go, go, go, go! Go!
Car: Man, now I got dirt in my rims!
Mater: [pole hits metal] Huh? Look at this! It's my hood! It's my hood! I ain't seen this thing in 20 years! Well, it fits perfectly. How do I look? Ah-choo! Oh, dang.
Woody Car: You are a toy car!
Buzz Lightyear Car: You are a sad, strange little wagon and you have my pity. Farewell.
Woody Car: Oh, yeah? Well, good riddance, you loony!
Hamm Car: Hey, I hate to break up the road rally, guys, but they're here! Birthday guests at three o'clock!
Mack: [chuckling] Oh, man! Whoever does the voice of that piggy truck, I'm tellin' ya, he's one great actor!
Mike Car: We're banished, genius! Stuck out here in this wasteland without chains!
Sulley Truck: But, Mike, the Boomobile's in trouble! She needs our help!
Mike Car: You're still not listening! [gasping]
Sulley Truck: Ah! [gasping]
Abominable Snowplow: Welcome to the Himalayas! Snow cone?
Mack: Oh, that Abominable Snowplow is quite the comic thespian!
Flik Car: Just get in there. Go! Go, go, go! Circus cars? How can you be circus cars?
P.T. Car: These are the lousiest circus cars in the world, and they're gonna make me rich!
Mack: Wait a minute here. They're just usin' the same actor over and over. What kind of a cut-rate production is this?
[Brad Paisley: Find Yourself]
Minny: [Minny moaning] Oh, for the love of Chrysler, can we please ask someone for directions?
Chrysler: No! There's an on-ramp close! I know it! I can feel it!

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