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(McQUEEN INHALING
AND EXHALING DEEPLY)

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McQUEEN: Okay... Here we go. Focus.
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Speed. I am speed.
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(CARS WHIZZING PAST)
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One winner, 42 losers.
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I eat losers for breakfast.
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(CAR ACCELERATING)
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Breakfast.
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Wait, maybe I
should have had breakfast.
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A little breck-y could be good for me.

No, no, no, stay focused. Speed.
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(CARS WHIZZING)
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I'm faster than fast. Quicker than quick.
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I am lightning!
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(POUNDING ON DOOR)
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MACK: Hey, Lightning! You ready?
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(REAL GONE PLAYING)
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McQUEEN: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.

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(ENGINE REVVING)
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(ENGINE REVS)
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(CROWD CHEERS)
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Ka-chow!
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(CARS ZOOMING)
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(CARS WHOOSHING)
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(BOTH SCREAM)
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(ALL CHEER)
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Get your antenna balls here!
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Go, Lightnin'!
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-Whoo!
-You got that right, slick. (WHISTLES)
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(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
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Uh!
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(SCREAMS)
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(ENGINE REVS)

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BOB:
Welcome back to the Dinoco 400.
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(CROWD CHEERS)
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I'm Bob Cutlass, here
with my good friend, Darrell Cartrip.
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We're midway through what may

be an historic day for racing.
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Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof.
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If this gets more exciting, they're

gonna have to tow me outta the booth!
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Right, Darrell.

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BOB: Three cars are tied
for the season points lead,
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heading into the final race of the season.
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And the winner of this race will win
the season title and the Piston Cup.
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Does The King, Strip Weathers,
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have one more victory in him
before retirement?

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DARRELL: He's been Dinoco's
golden boy for years!
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Can he win them one last Piston Cup?

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BOB: And, as always, in the
second place spot we find Chick Hicks.
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He's been chasing
that tailfin his entire career.

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DARRELL: Chick thought
this was his year.
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His chance to finally emerge
from The King's shadow.
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But the last thing he expected was...

Lightning McQueen!
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BOB: You know, I don't think
anybody expected this.
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The rookie sensation
came into the season unknown.
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But everyone knows him now.
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DARRELL: Will he be the first rookie
to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
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BOB: The legend, the runner-up,
and the rookie!
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Three cars, one champion!
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(BRAKES SCREECHING)
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No, you don't.
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-(CHUCKLING)

-Hey!
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-(TIRES SQUEALING)

-(CROWD BOOING)
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What a ride!
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(CHUCKLING)
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Go get 'em, McQueen! Go get 'em!
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FEMALE: I love you, Lightning!
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-Dinoco is all mine.

-(SCREAMING)
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DARRELL: Trouble, turn three!

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-Get through that, McQueen.
-BOB: Hugh crash behind the leaders!
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(CROWD GASPS)
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(SCREAMING)
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(GIGGLING)
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-(GRUNTS)

-(GASPS)
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(BOTH SCREAMING)
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BOB: Wait a second, Darrell.
McQueen is in the wreckage.
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DARRELL: There's no way the rookie
can make it through!
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Not in one piece, that is.
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(EXHALING)
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Yeah!
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Lightning! Oh!
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DARRELL: Look at that!

McQueen made it through!
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BOB: A spectacular move

by Lightning McQueen!
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Yeah! Ka-chow!
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McQueen! McQueen! McQueen!

McQueen! McQueen! McQueen!
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Yeah, McQueen! Ka-chow! (HONKING)

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BOB: While everyone

heads into the pits,
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McQueen stays out to take the lead!
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Don't take me out, coach. I can still race!
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(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
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(CHUCKLING) What do you think?

A thing of beauty.
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-McQueen made it!
-CHICK: What?
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He's not pitting!
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You gotta get me out there!

Let's go! Get me back out there!
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McQueen's not going into the pits!
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DARRELL: The rookie fired his

crew chief. The third this season!
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-BOB: Says he likes working alone.
-Go, go!
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Looks like Chick

got caught up in the pits.
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Yeah, after a stop like that,

he's got a lot of ground to make up.
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Get ready, boys,

we're coming to the restart!
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(CROWD CHEERS)
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Come on, come on, come on!
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We need tires now! Come on, let's go!

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-No, no, no, no! No tires, just gas!
-CHUCK: What?
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You need tires, you idiot!
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DARRELL: Looks like it's
gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
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BOB: Right. No tires again.

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DARRELL: That's a short-term gain,
long-term loss,
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but it's workin' for him. He obviously
knows somethin' we don't know.
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(CARS WHIZZING)
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BOB: This is it, Darrell.

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One lap to go and Lightning McQueen
has a huge lead.
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He's got it in the bag.

Call in the dogs and put out the fire!
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We're gonna crown us a new champion!
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(CROWD CHEERS AND WHISTLES)
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(SCREAMING)
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-Checkered flag, here I come!

-(TIRE BLOWS)
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DARRELL: No! McQueen's blown a tire!

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BOB: And with only one turn to go!
Can he make it?
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-You fool!

-(GRUNTS)
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MALE: McQueen's blown a tire!
He's blown a tire!
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Go, go, go!
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-(GRUNTING)

-(TIRE BLOWS)
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DARRELL: He's lost another tire!
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-King and Chick come up fast!
-BOB: They're entering turn 3!
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Come on. (GRUNTING)
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I don't believe what I'm watching, Bob!
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Lightning McQueen
is 100 feet from his Piston Cup!
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(GASPING)
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(GROWLING)
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BOB: The King and Chick
rounding turn four.
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DARRELL: Down the stretch they come!
And it's, and it's...
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-It's too close to call! Too close!

-I don't believe it!
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Lightning!

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BOB: The most spectacular, amazing...
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
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unequivocally, unbelievable ending
in the history of the world!
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-And we don't know who won!

-Look at that!
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(TAPE JITTERING)
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(SLOW MOTION DRONE)

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MALE 1: That's very close to call.
MALE 2: Can we play that again?
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Hey, no cameras! Get outta here!
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We're here in Victory Lane,

awaiting the results.
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McQueen, that was a risky move,
not taking tires.
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Tell me about it!
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Are you sorry you didn't have
a crew chief out there?
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Oh, Kori. There's a lot more to racing
than just winning.
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I mean, taking the race by a full lap...

Where's the entertainment in that?
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I wanted to give folks a little sizzle.
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-Sizzle?

-Am I sorry I don't have a crew chief?
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No, I'm not. 'Cause I'm a one-man show.
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What? Oh, yeah, right.
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That was a confident

Lightning McQueen.
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Live from Victory Lane,

I'm Kori Turbowitz.
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-Get outta the shot.

-Yo, Chuck.
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Chuck, what are you doing?

You're blockin' the camera!
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-Everyone wants to see the bolt.

-What?
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-Now, back away.

-That's it! Come on, guys.
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-Whoa, team! Where are you going?

-We quit, Mr. One-Man Show!
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Oh, okay, leave. Fine.
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How will I ever find anyone else

who knows how to fill me up with gas?
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(CROWD LAUGHS)
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-Adiós, Chuck!

-And my name is not Chuck!
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Oh, whatever.
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Hey, Lightning! Yo! McQueen!
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Seriously, that was some

pretty darn nice racin' out there.
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-By me!

Oh, yeah.
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-Zinger!

-Welcome to the Chick era, baby!
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The Piston Cup...

It's mine, dude. It's mine.
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Hey, fellas, how do you think

I'd look in Dinoco blue? Dinoco blue!
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In your dreams, Thunder.
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Yeah, right. Thunder?

What's he talkin' about, "Thunder"?
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You know, 'cause thunder

always comes after lightning.
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Ka-ping! Ka-pow!
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-Who knew about the thunder thing?

-I didn't.
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-Give us the bolt!

-That's right.
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Right in the lens.
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-Show me the bolt, baby!

-Smile, McQueen!
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-Show me the bolt, McQueen!

-That's it!
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(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
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(CROWD CHATTERING)
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That was one close finish.

You sure made Dinoco proud.
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Thank you, King.
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Well, Tex, you've been
good to me all these years.
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It's the least I could do.
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Whatever happens, you're a winner
to me, you old daddy rabbit.
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Thanks, dear.

Wouldn't be nothing without you.
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Kch-i-ka-chow!
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-I'm Mia.

-I'm Tia.
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BOTH: We're, like, your biggest fans!
Ka-chow!
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I love being me.

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-POLICE: Okay, girls, that's it.
-We love you, Lightning!
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(CHUCKLES)
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Hey, buddy. You're one gutsy racer.
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Oh, hey, Mr. The King.
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You got more talent in one lug nut
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than a lot of cars has got
in their whole body.
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-Really? Oh, that...

-But you're stupid.
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-Excuse me?

-This ain't a one-man deal, kid.
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You need to wise up and get
a good crew chief and a good team.
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You ain't gonna win
unless you got good folks behind you,
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(VOICE DWINDLING) and you let them
do their job, like they should.
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-Like I tell the boys at the shop...

-A good team.
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-Yeah...

-(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
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Ka-chow! Ka-pow!
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(CROWD CHEERING)
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(SCREAMING)
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(CHEERING)
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Oh, Lightning!
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If you figure that out

you just gonna be okay.
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Oh, yeah, that...

That is spectacular advice.
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Thank you, Mr. The King.

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-(FANFARE)
-BOB: Ladies and gentlemen,
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for the first time in Piston Cup history...
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(REVVING) A rookie
has won the Piston Cup.
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Yes!
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BOB: ...we have a three-way tie.
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-(CROWD CHEERS)
-(CAMERAS FLASH)
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(CHUCKLING) Hey,
that must be really embarrassing.
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But I wouldn't worry about it.

Because I didn't do it!
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BOB: Piston Cup officials
have determined that a tiebreaker race
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between the three leaders

will be held in California in one week.
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Well, thank you! Thanks to
all of you out there! Thank you!
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(WHISPERING) Hey, first one to

California gets Dinoco all to himself.
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No, not me!
No, you rock, and you know that!
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Oh, yeah! Whoo!

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MALE: Yep! All right! Got it!
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"First one to California

gets Dinoco all to himself."
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Oh, we'll see who gets there first, Chick.
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Huh?
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-Hey, kid! Congrats on the tie.

-I don't want to talk about it.
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Let's go, Mack. Saddle up.

What'd you do with my trailer?
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-I parked it at your sponsor's tent.

-What?
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Gotta make your personal appearance.
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No. No! No, no, no, no!
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Yes, yes, yes! Lightning McQueen here.
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And I use Rust-eze Medicated Bumper
Ointment, new rear end formula!
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Nothing soothes a rusty bumper
like Rust-eze.
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Wow! Look at that shine!
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Use Rust-eze and you too
can look like me!
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Ka-chow!
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(BOTH LAUGHING)
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I met this car from Swampscott.
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He was so rusty
he didn't even cast a shadow.
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-You could see his dirty undercarriage.

-(CROWD LAUGHS)
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(GROANING) I hate rusty cars.

This is not good for my image.
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They did give you your big break.

Besides, it's in your contract.
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Oh, will you stop, please?

Just go get hooked up.
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-Winter is a grand old time.

-Of this there are no ifs or buts.

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DUSTY: But remember,
all that salt and grime...
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Can rust your bolts and freeze your...
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Hey, look! There he is!
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Our almost champ!
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DUSTY: Get your rear end in here.

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MALE 2: Lightning McQueen,
you are wicked fast!
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-That race was a pisser!

-You were booking!

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-McQUEEN: Give me a little room.
-You're my hero!
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Yes, I know. (CHUCKLES)
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"Fred." Fred, thank you.
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He knows my name.

He knows my name!
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Looking good, Freddie!
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Thanks to you, Lightning,

we had a banner year!
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We might clear enough

to buy you some headlights.
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You saying he doesn't have headlights?
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That's what I'm telling ya.

They're stickers!
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Well, you know,

racecars don't need headlights,
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because the track is always lit.
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Yeah, well, so is my brother,
but he still needs headlights.
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(LAUGHING)
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(FORCED LAUGHTER)
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-Ladies and gentlemen...

-BOTH: Lightning McQueen!

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(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

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MALE: Free Bird!
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You know, the Rust-eze Medicated
Bumper Ointment team
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ran a great race today.
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And remember, with a little Rust-eze...
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(WHISPERING) And an insane
amount of luck,
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...you too, can look like me. Ka-chow.
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-Hey, kid.

-We love ya.
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And we're looking forward

to another great year.
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Just like this year!
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Not on your life.
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-Don't drive like my brother!

-Yeah, don't drive like my brother!
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California, here we come!

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Dinoco, here we come!
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(LIFE IS A HIGHWAY PLAYING)
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(BIRDS CHIRPING)
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(PHONE RINGING)
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(MOANING) Oh... Oh...
Uh, I needed this. Hello?

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HARV: Is this Lightning McQueen,
the world's fastest racing machine?
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Is this Harv, the world's greatest agent?

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HARV: And it is such an honor
to be your agent
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that it almost hurts me to take

10% of your winnings.

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Merchandising.

And ancillary rights in perpetuity.

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Anyway, what a race, champ!

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I didn't see it,
but I heard you were great.

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Thanks, Harv.

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HARV: Listen, they're giving you 20
tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali.
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I'll pass 'em on to your friends.

Shoot me the names.

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-You let Harv rock it for you, baby.

-Right. Friends.
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Yes, there's...

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HARV: Okay, I get it, Mr. Popular.
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So many you can't even narrow it down.

Hey, when you get to town,
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you better make time
for your best friend!

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Break bread

with your mischpoche here!
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That'd be great! We should totally...

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HARV: Okay, I gotta jump, kid.
Let me know how it goes. I'm out.
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-(DIAL TONE HUMS)

-(SIGHING)
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-(MELODIC BEEPING)

-(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
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McQUEEN: What? A minivan?

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Come on, you're in the slow lane.

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This is Lightning McQueen

you're hauling here.

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Just stopping off

for a quick breather, kid.
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-Old Mack needs a rest.
-Absolutely not.

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We're driving all night till we
get to California. We agreed to it.

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All night? May I remind you

federal DOT regs state...
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Come on, I need to get there

before Chick and hang with Dinoco.
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MACK: (GROANS)

All those sleeping trucks.
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Hey, kid, I don't know if I can make it.

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Oh, sure you can, Mack.
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Look, it'll be easy. I'll stay up with you.
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-All night?

-All night long.

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(SNORING)
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(ENGINES SLOWING)
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(SNORING)
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(BLUBBERING)
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(GRUNTING)
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(SNORING) Uh!
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(BLUBBERING)
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-(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

-(ENGINES REVVING)
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(SNIFFING) Ah-choo!
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(LAUGHING)
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-Hey, yo, D.J.

-What up?
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-We got ourselves a nodder.

-(CHUCKLING)
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(SONGBIRD PLAYING)
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Pretty music. (SNORING)
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Yo, Wingo! Lane change, man.
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-Right back at ya!

-Yeah!
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-Oops! I missed.

-You going on vacation?
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(ALL LAUGH)
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(SNORING)
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(SNORING)
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-(CHUCKLING)

-(SNIFFLING)
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-Oh, no, Snotrod...

-He's gonna blow!
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Ah... Ah... Ah-choo!
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Gesundheit!
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One should never drive while drowsy.
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-(TIRES SQUEALING)

-(HORNS HONKING)
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-(HONKING LOUDLY)

-(SCREAMING)
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-Uh! Ah!

-(ALL HONKING)
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(BREATHING HEAVILY) Mack!
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-(GRUNTING)

-(HORNS HONKING)

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Mack!
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Mack!
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Hey, Mack! Mack!
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Mack!
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Mack, wait for me! (ENGINE REVVING)
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(TIRES SQUEALING)
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Mack!
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(BELL RINGING)
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(HORN BELLOWING)
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Mack! Mack!
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Mack! Mack!
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Wait up! (COUGHING) Mack.
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Mack! Mack!
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You're not Mack.
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Mack? I ain't no Mack!

I'm a Peterbilt, for dang sake!
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PETERBILT:

Turn on your lights, you moron!
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Mack... The Interstate!
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(TIRES SQUEALING)
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-(ENGINE ROARING)

-Huh?
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Not in my town, you don't.
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(SIREN WAILING)
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Oh, no.
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-Oh, maybe he can help me!

-(SHERIFF BACKFIRING)
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He's shooting at me!

Why is he shooting at me?
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(BACKFIRING)
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I haven't gone this fast in years.
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(GRUNTING) I'm gonna

blow a gasket or somethin'.
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Serpentine! Serpentine, serpentine!
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What in the blue blazes?
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Crazy hot-rodder.
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(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)
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(MY HEART WOULD KNOW PLAYING)
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(BUZZING)
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(WATER HOSE TURNING ON)
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(SNORING)
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I'm telling you, man,

every third blink is slower.
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The sixties weren't good to you,
were they?
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(CAR BACKFIRES)
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(SIRENS BLASTING)
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What? That's not the Interstate!
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-(SHERIFF BACKFIRES)

-Ah! Oh!
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Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
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-(SCREAMING)

-(TIRES SCREECHING)

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No, no, no, no, no, no!
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Ow!
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I'm not the only one seeing this, right?
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-Incoming!

-Whoa, man.

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-McQUEEN: No!
-Hey!
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
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My tires!
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-(GRUNTING)

-(GASPING)
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-(SCREAMING)

-(GASPING)
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-(TIRES SQUEALING)

-(CABLES VIBRATING)

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(YELLING)
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(SHOUTING)
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(McQUEEN SCREAMING)
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-(CABLES WHIZZING)

-(STRAINING)
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Fly away, Stanley. Be free!

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(GASPING)
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(SHERIFF BREATHING HEAVILY)
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Boy, you're in a heap of trouble.
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(SIGHING)
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We're live at the Los Angeles
International Speedway
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as the first competitor,

Lightning McQueen,
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is arriving at the track.

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MALE 1: Is it true
he's gonna pose for Cargirl?
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MALE 2: What's your strategy?
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-(CROWD GASPS)

-(CAMERAS CLICKING)

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What? Did I forget

to wipe my mud flaps?
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McQueen's driver arrived in California,
but McQueen was missing.

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-McQueen was reported missing
-MALE 3: ...to race an unprecedented...
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MALE 4: Sponsor stated
they have no idea where he is.
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(SPEAKING JAPANESE)
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I hope Lightning's okay. I'd hate

to see anything bad happen to him.
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I don't know what's harder to find,

McQueen or a chief who'll work with him!
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(GERMAN ACCENT) Lightning

McQueen must be found at all costs!
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They're all asking the same question,

Where is McQueen?
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(GROANING) Oh, boy.
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Where am I?
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-Mornin', sleepin' beauty!

-Ah!
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Boy, I was wonderin'

when you was gonna wake up.
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Take whatever you want!

Just don't hurt me!
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A parking boot?

Why do I have a parking boot on?

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-What's going on here? Please!
-MATER: (CHUCKLING) You're funny.
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I like you already. My name's Mater.
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Mater?
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Yeah, like "tuh-mater,"

but without the "tuh".
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-What's your name?

-You don't know my name?

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Uh...
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No, I know your name.

Is your name Mater too?
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What?
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Look, I need to get to California
as fast as possible. Where am I?
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Where are you? Shoot!
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You're in Radiator Springs.
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The cutest little town

in Carburetor County.
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McQUEEN: Oh, great. Just great!
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MATER: Well, if you think that's great,

you should see the rest of the town.
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You know,
I'd love to see the rest of the town!
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So if you could just open the gate,

take this boot off,
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you and me, we go cruisin',

check out the local scene...
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-Dad-gum!

-How'd that be, Tuhmater?

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-Cool!
-SHERIFF: Mater!
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What did I tell you

about talkin' to the accused?
_________________________________

To not to.
_________________________________

Well, quit your yappin' and tow this
delinquent road hazard to traffic court.
_________________________________

Well, we'll talk later, Mater.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) "Later, Mater."

That's funny!
_________________________________

Ah!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: The Radiator Springs

Traffic Court will come to order!
_________________________________

Hey, you scratched my paint!

I oughta take a blowtorch to you, man!
_________________________________

You broke-a the road!
You a very bad car!

_________________________________
FILLMORE: Fascist!
SARGE: Commie!
_________________________________

Officer, talk to me, babe.

How long is this gonna take?
_________________________________

I gotta get to California, pronto.
_________________________________

Where's your lawyer?
_________________________________

(SCOFFS) I don't know. Tahiti maybe.

He's got a timeshare there.
_________________________________

When a defendant has no lawyer,

the court will assign one to him. Hey!
_________________________________
Anyone want to be his lawyer?
_________________________________

Shoot, I'll do it, Sheriff!
_________________________________

All rise!
The Honorable Doc Hudson presiding.
_________________________________

Show-off.
_________________________________

-May Doc have mercy on your soul.
-(DOOR BANGING)

_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-HUDSON: All right,
_________________________________

I wanna know who's responsible
for wreckin' my town, Sheriff.
_________________________________

I want his hood on a platter!
_________________________________

I'm gonna put him in jail till he rots!
No, check that.
_________________________________

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...
_________________________________

Throw him out of here, Sheriff.
_________________________________

I want him out of my courtroom.

I want him out of our town!
_________________________________

-Case dismissed.
-Yes!
_________________________________

Boy, I'm purty good

at this lawyerin' stuff.
_________________________________

Sorry I'm late, Your Honor!
_________________________________

Holy Porsche!
She's gotta be from my attorney's office.
_________________________________

Hey, thanks for comin', but we're all set.
_________________________________

He's letting me go.
_________________________________
He's letting you go?
_________________________________

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. Pi-cha-kow!

_________________________________
-What the? Ow! Oh!
-McQUEEN: Ka-chow!
_________________________________

Please! (SIGHS)
_________________________________
I know. I get that reaction a lot.
_________________________________

I create feelings in others that

they themselves don't understand.
_________________________________

-(REVVING)
-Agh! Ow!
_________________________________

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?
_________________________________

A little bit, but I'll be all right.
_________________________________

Okay. I'm gonna go talk to the judge.
_________________________________

Do what you gotta do, baby.

But listen. Be careful.
_________________________________

Folks around here are not firing on
all cylinders, if you know what I mean.
_________________________________

Ka-ching!
_________________________________

Ah!
_________________________________

I'll keep that in mind.
_________________________________

-Hey there, Mater.
-Howdy, Sally.
_________________________________

-Hi, folks!
-ALL: Good morning!
_________________________________

You know her?
_________________________________

She's the town attorney and my fiancée.
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________

Nah, I'm just kiddin'.

She just likes me for my body.
_________________________________

You look great. You do something
different with your side view mirrors?
_________________________________

What do you want, Sally?
_________________________________

(SIGHING) Come on, make this guy
fix the road. The town needs this.
_________________________________

No. I know his type. Racecar.
_________________________________
That's the last thing this town needs.
_________________________________

Okay, I didn't want to have to do this,
Doc, but you leave me no choice.
_________________________________

Fellow citizens, you're all aware

of our town's proud history.
_________________________________

Here she goes again.
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________
Travelers? What travelers?
_________________________________

Ignore him.
_________________________________

But how, I ask you,

are we to care for those travelers
_________________________________

if there is no road for them to drive on?
_________________________________

-Luigi, what do you have at your store?

-Tires.
_________________________________

And if no one can get to you?
_________________________________

I won't sell any tires.

I will lose everything!
_________________________________

-Flo, what do you have at your store?

-I have gas.
_________________________________
-Lotsa gas!

-Okay, boys, stay with me.
_________________________________

And, Flo, what'll happen if no one
can come to your station to buy gas?
_________________________________

I'll go outta business and

we'll have to leave town.
_________________________________

What's gonna happen if Flo

leaves town and closes her station?
_________________________________

-ALL: Without gas, we're done for!
-What?
_________________________________

Don't you think the car responsible
should fix our road?
_________________________________

The only guy strong enough

to fix that road is Big Al!
_________________________________

Lizzie, Big Al left like, 15 years ago.
_________________________________

Then why are you bringing

him up, you lemon?
_________________________________

Oh, he can do it.
He's got the horsepower.
_________________________________

So, what do you want him to do?
_________________________________

ALL: Fix the road!
_________________________________

-Because we are a town worth fixing!
-Yeah!
_________________________________

(ALL CHEER)
_________________________________

(HONKING) Order in the court!
_________________________________

Seems like my mind

has been changed for me.
_________________________________

-ALL: Yeah!
-No!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Nice ruling.

_________________________________

Oh, I am so not taking you to dinner.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) That's okay, Stickers.
You can take Bessie.
_________________________________

Man, you get to work with Bessie!
_________________________________

I'd give my left two lug nuts

for somethin' like that.
_________________________________

Bessie? Who's Bessie?
_________________________________

(GURGLING)
_________________________________

This here is Bessie,

finest road-pavin' machine ever built.
_________________________________

I'm hereby sentencing you

to community service.
_________________________________

You're gonna fix the road

under my supervision.
_________________________________

What? This place is crazy!
_________________________________

I know this may be a bad time right now,
_________________________________

but you owe me $32,000 in legal fees.
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________

We're gonna hitch you up to Bessie,

and you're gonna pull her nice.
_________________________________

You gotta be kidding me.
_________________________________

You start there where the road begins.
_________________________________

You finish down there

where the road ends.
_________________________________
MATER: Holy shoot!

_________________________________

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

How long is this gonna take?
_________________________________

Well, fella does it right,

should take him about five days.
_________________________________

Five days?
_________________________________

But I should be in California

schmoozing Dinoco right now!
_________________________________

Then if I were you,

I'd quit yappin' and start workin'!
_________________________________

-Hook him up, Mater.
-Okay-dokey.
_________________________________

(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________

(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Freedom!
_________________________________

Maybe I should've

hooked him up to Bessie...
_________________________________

And then... Then took the boot off.
_________________________________

Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________

Goodbye, Radiator Springs,

and goodbye, Bessie!
_________________________________

California, here I come! Yeah!
_________________________________

Oh, feel that wind.
_________________________________

Yes!
_________________________________

(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________

No. No, no, no.
_________________________________

No, no, no, no, no. Outta gas?
_________________________________

How can I be outta gas?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Boy, we ain't
as dumb as you think we are.
_________________________________

(STUTTERING) But how did,
how did you...
_________________________________

We siphoned your gas

while you were passed out.
_________________________________

-Ka-chow.

-Ow, ow, ow, ow.
_________________________________

-Gentlemen.

-Sheriff.
_________________________________

Hey, Sheriff.
_________________________________

-Why here?

-Sono sempre stati qui.

_________________________________
-They were better before.

-Stai sempre a parlare.

_________________________________
-Guido!

-Red, can you move over?
_________________________________

I want to get a look at that sexy hot rod.
_________________________________

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.

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".
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

-Aw, man, that's just great!
-Hey, what's wrong?
_________________________________

My lucky sticker's all dirty.
_________________________________

Ah, that ain't nothin'. I'll clean it for ya.
_________________________________

(SNORTING)
_________________________________
(HACKING)
_________________________________

No, no, no!
_________________________________

That won't be necessary.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: Hey! Hey, big fella!
Yeah, you in the red!
_________________________________

I could use a little hose down.

Help me wash this off.
_________________________________

Where's he goin'?
_________________________________

Oh, he's a little bit shy, and
he hates you for killin' his flowers.
_________________________________

I shouldn't put up with this.
_________________________________

I'm a precision instrument

of speed and aerodynamics.
_________________________________

-You hurt your what?

-I'm a very famous racecar!

_________________________________
You are a famous racecar?

A real racecar?
_________________________________

Yes, I'm a real racecar.

What do you think? Look at me.
_________________________________

I have followed racing my entire life.
My whole life!
_________________________________

Then you know who I am.

I'm Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________

-Lightning McQueen?

-Yes! Yes!
_________________________________

I must scream it to the world!
_________________________________

My excitement from the top
of someplace very high!
_________________________________

-Do you know many Ferraris?

-No, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________

They race on the European circuit.

I'm in the Piston Cup!

_________________________________
-McQUEEN: What?
-Luigi follow only the Ferraris.
_________________________________

Is that what I think it is?
_________________________________
SALLY: Customers.

_________________________________

Customers!
Customers, everyone! Customers!

_________________________________
-SALLY: Okay!
-Customers?
_________________________________
SALLY: Been a long time.

Remember what we rehearsed.
_________________________________

Make sure your
"Open, please come in" signs are out.
_________________________________

You all know what to do.
All right, nobody panics. Here we go!
_________________________________

Van, I just don't see

any on-ramp anywhere.
_________________________________

-Minny, I know exactly where we are.

-Yeah, we're in the middle of nowhere.
_________________________________

-Honey, please.
-SALLY: Hello.
_________________________________

Welcome to Radiator Springs,

gateway to Ornament Valley.
_________________________________

Legendary for its service and hospitality.
_________________________________

How can we help you?
_________________________________

-We don't need anything, thank you.

-Ask for directions to the Interstate.
_________________________________

There's no need to ask for directions.

I know where we're going.
_________________________________

He did the same thing

on our trip to Shakopee.
_________________________________

We were headed over there

for the Crazy Days, and we...
_________________________________

-Okay. Really. We're just peachy, okay?

-What you really need
_________________________________
is the sweet taste

of my homemade, organic fuel.
_________________________________

No, it doesn't agree with my tank.
_________________________________

-Just trying to find the Interstate.

-Good to see you, soldier!
_________________________________

Come on by Sarge's Surplus Hut

for your government surplus needs.
_________________________________

-Honey, surplus!

-We have too much surplus.

_________________________________
I do have a map

over at the Cozy Cone Motel.
_________________________________

And if you stay, we offer a free
Lincoln Continental breakfast.
_________________________________

Honey, she's got a map.
_________________________________

I don't need a map! I have the GPS.
_________________________________
Never need a map again, thank you.
_________________________________

How 'bout somethin' to drink?
_________________________________

Stop at Flo's V-Eight Café.

Finest fuel on Route 66.
_________________________________

No we just topped off.
_________________________________

And if you need tires,

stop by Luigi's Casa Della Tires,
_________________________________

home of the Leaning Tower of Tires.
_________________________________

-We're trying to find the Interstate.

-But you do need a paint job.

_________________________________
Ramone will paint you up right.

Hey, anything you want!
_________________________________

-You know, like a flame job.

-No thanks...
_________________________________

Maybe ghost flames!
_________________________________

You like old school pinstripin'?

Von Dutch style?
_________________________________

(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________

Oh, honey, look. Von Dutch.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Okay, no.

We're gonna be going now, okay?
_________________________________

Ow!
_________________________________

(LAUGHS) A little somethin'

to remember us by, okay?
_________________________________

-Okay!

-Come back soon, okay?
_________________________________

I mean, you know where we are!

Tell your friends!
_________________________________
VAN: Okay! Yes. You bet.

_________________________________

Thanks again, folks. Bye-bye now.
_________________________________

Psst! Psst! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
_________________________________

I know how to get to the Interstate!
_________________________________

Do ya?
_________________________________

-Minny, no.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________

No, not really. But listen.
_________________________________

I'm Lightning McQueen, famous racecar.

I'm being held here against my will.
_________________________________

I need you to call my team,

so they can come rescue me
_________________________________

and get me to California in time for me

to win the Piston Cup. Understand?

_________________________________
-(LOCKS BEEPING)
-McQUEEN: No, no, 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!
_________________________________

-(McQUEEN ECHOES)

-(SIGHING)
_________________________________

Okay, don't worry.

They know where we are now.
_________________________________

They'll tell friends. You'll see.
_________________________________
MALE DJ: We'll be back
for our Hank Williams marathon...
_________________________________

-That's good.
-...after a Piston Cup update.
_________________________________
KORI: Still no sign
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________

Chick arrived in California
_________________________________

and today became the first car

to spend practice time on the track.
_________________________________
CHICK: It's nice to get out here
before the other competitors.
_________________________________

You know, get a head start.

Gives me an edge.

_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________

Ha-ha!
_________________________________

Yeah!
_________________________________

(CROWD SHOUTING AND CHEERING)
_________________________________

(GIRLS CHATTERING AND GIGGLING)
_________________________________

Hey, McQueen, eat your heart out.
_________________________________

(GASPING) Oh! Let me get this straight.
_________________________________

I can go when this road is done.

That's the deal, right?
_________________________________

-That's what they done did said.

-Okay. Outta my way.
_________________________________

I got a road to finish.
_________________________________

-(GRUNTING)
-(REVVING)
_________________________________

-He's done!
-Done?
_________________________________

-Uh-huh.
-It's only been an hour.
_________________________________

Ah, I'm done. Look, I'm finished.
_________________________________

Say thanks, and I'll be on my way.

That's all you gotta say.
_________________________________
MATER: Whee-hoo!

I'm the first one on the new road!
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

(VIBRATING) It rides purty smooth.
_________________________________

It looks awful!
_________________________________

Well, it matches the rest of the town.
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________
-(BLUBBERING)

-Red.
_________________________________

Who do you think you are?
_________________________________

Look, Doc said when I finish, I could go.
That was the deal.
_________________________________

The deal was you fix the road,

not make it worse.
_________________________________

Now, scrape it off! Start over again.
_________________________________

Hey, look, grandpa, I'm not a bulldozer.
I'm a racecar.
_________________________________

Oh-ho-ho-ho!
_________________________________
Is that right? Then why don't we
just have a little race? Me and you.
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Me and you. That a joke?
_________________________________

If you win, you go and I fix the road.
_________________________________

If I win, you do the road my way.
_________________________________

Doc, what're you doin'?
_________________________________

I don't mean to be rude here,
_________________________________

but you probably go zero to sixty in,

like, what? Three-point-five years?
_________________________________

Then I reckon
you ain't got nothin' to worry about.
_________________________________

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 bitin', no road rage, no maimin',
_________________________________

no oil slickin', no pushin', no shovin',

no backstabbin', no road-hoggin',
_________________________________

and no lollygaggin'.
_________________________________

Speed. I'm speed.
_________________________________

Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer.
_________________________________

(LUIGI LAUGHS)
_________________________________

My friend Guido, he dream to give
a real racecar a pit stop.
_________________________________

-Peet stop!
-Uh... (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

The race is only one lap, guys.
_________________________________

Uno lappo! Don't need any help.
_________________________________

I work solo mio.
_________________________________
Fine. Race your way.
_________________________________

No pit stoppo. Comprendo?
_________________________________
Okay.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
_________________________________

start your engines!
_________________________________

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)
_________________________________

(REVVING FURIOUSLY)
_________________________________

-Hijole! Check that out!
-Whoa.
_________________________________

Great idea, Doc.

Now the road will never get done.
_________________________________

Luigi?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) On your mark, get set...
_________________________________

Uno for the money, due for the show,
_________________________________

tre to get ready, and quattro to...
_________________________________

I can't believe it. Go!
_________________________________

(GIGGLING)
_________________________________

(CHEERING)
_________________________________

Huh?
_________________________________

Doc, the flag means go.
_________________________________

Remember the fl... Here we go. Go.
_________________________________

Doc, what are you doing, man?
_________________________________

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.
-Uh... Okay.
_________________________________

You got your tow cable?
_________________________________

Well, yeah,
I always got my tow cable. Why?

_________________________________
HUDSON: Oh, just in case.

_________________________________

(YELLING) Ow! Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
_________________________________

No, no, no, no, no!
_________________________________

-Oh, man!
-Whoa.
_________________________________

-Ow!
-FILLMORE: Bad trip, man.
_________________________________

(REVVING)
_________________________________

Hey! Was that floatin' like a Cadillac
_________________________________

or was that stingin' like a Beemer?
_________________________________

-I'm confused.
-(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
HUDSON: You drive like you fix roads.

_________________________________

Lousy! Have fun fishin', Mater.
_________________________________

(GASPS) Ah!
_________________________________

I'm startin' to think he knowed
you was gonna crash!
_________________________________

Thank you, Mater. Thank you.
_________________________________

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!
_________________________________

Hey, ése!
You need a new paint job, man!

_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No, thank you.
-How 'bout some organic fuel?
_________________________________
-That freak juice?
-McQUEEN: Pass.
_________________________________

Whoo! Watchin' him
is makin' me thirsty.
_________________________________

Anybody else want somethin' to drink?
_________________________________

Nah, not me, Flo.
_________________________________
I'm on one of them there special diets.
_________________________________

I'm a precisional instrument

of speed and aero-matics.
_________________________________

"You race like you fix roads."
_________________________________

(GRUNTING) I'll show him.
_________________________________

(GRUNTING) I will show him!
_________________________________

-(TAR SPLATTERING)

-Oh, great! I hate it!
_________________________________

-Hate, hate, hate, hate it!

-(CHUCKLES) Music. Sweet music.

_________________________________
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Radiator Springs,
a happy place!
_________________________________

Okay, Bessie, you think that's funny?
_________________________________

Great! I'm talking to Bessie now!

I'm talking to Bessie!
_________________________________
(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Wow.
_________________________________
MATER: Mornin', Sally!
_________________________________

Hey, look at this here fancy new road

that Lightnin' McQueen done just made!

_________________________________
SALLY: Yes! Uh, amazing!
_________________________________

Whoa! Oh, yeah! (SIGHING)
_________________________________

Oh, Ramone!
Mama ain't seen you that low in years.
_________________________________

I haven't seen a road like this in years.

_________________________________
-Well, then let's cruise, baby.
-RAMONE: Low and slow.
_________________________________

É bellissima! It's beautiful!
_________________________________

Guido, look, it's-a like
it was paved by angels.
_________________________________

Boy, I tell you what.
_________________________________

I bet even the roads on the moon
ain't this smooth.
_________________________________

Doc, look at this!
_________________________________

Shoulda tossed him into

the cactus a lot sooner, huh?
_________________________________

Well, he ain't finished yet.

Still got a long way to go.
_________________________________

Guido, look at Luigi!
_________________________________

This is fantastico!
_________________________________

That looks like fun!
Mater, I got dibs, next turn!
_________________________________

Hey, Luigi, this new road

makes your place look like a dump.
_________________________________

That crazy old devil woman.
_________________________________

(SIGHS) Oh!
_________________________________

She's right!

_________________________________
-SALLY: Ah!
-Guido!
_________________________________

Huh. That punk actually did a good job.
_________________________________

Well, now, where the heck is he?
_________________________________

Sheriff! Is he makin' another run for it?
_________________________________

No, no. He ran outta asphalt

in the middle of the night,
_________________________________

and asked me if he could
come down here.
_________________________________

All he's tryin' to do

is make that there turn.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no! Oh, great.
_________________________________

Perfect turns on every track

I've ever raced on.
_________________________________

Sheriff, why don't you go get yourself
a quart of oil at Flo's.
_________________________________

I'll keep an eye on him.
_________________________________

Well, thanks, Doc.

I've been feelin' a quart low.
_________________________________

(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________

(SCREAMING)
_________________________________

(SPITTING)
_________________________________

This ain't asphalt, son. This is dirt.
_________________________________

Oh, great. What do you want?

You here to gloat?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

So you're a judge,
a doctor and a racing expert.
_________________________________

I'll put it simple.
_________________________________

If you're goin' hard enough left,

you'll find yourself turnin' right.
_________________________________

Oh... 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!"
_________________________________

Crazy grandpa car. What an idiot!
_________________________________

(GROANS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Turn right to go left.

_________________________________

Hmm...
_________________________________

Whoa!

_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Oh!
-(CAR CRASHING)
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Ow! Oh, that...
-(CACTUS CRASHING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (SCREAMING) Ow!
_________________________________

Turn right to go left.

Guess what? I tried it.
_________________________________

You know what?
This crazy thing happened. I went right!
_________________________________

You keep talkin' to yourself,

people'll think you're crazy.
_________________________________

-Thanks for the tip.

-What? I wasn't talkin' to you!
_________________________________

-Oh, Guido, è bellissimo!

-Che cosa?

_________________________________
-It looks great! This is great!

-Ti piace, eh? Si, si, bellissimo.

_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(PASSES GAS)
_________________________________

Oh, Lord.

_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________

I need you to watch the prisoner tonight.
_________________________________

Well, dad-gum! Wait a minute.

What if he tries to run again?
_________________________________

Just let him run outta gas

and tow him on back.
_________________________________

-But keep an eye on him.

-Yes, sir!
_________________________________

(GROANING) Oh...
_________________________________

While I'm stuck here

paving this stinkin' road,
_________________________________

Chick's in California

schmoozing Dinoco.
_________________________________

My Dinoco. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Who's touching me?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

Even though you not a Ferrari.
_________________________________

You buy four tires,

I give you a full-a size spare
_________________________________
-absolutely free!

-Look, I get all my tires for free.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) I like your style, eh?
_________________________________

You drive the hard bargain.
Okay. Luigi make you a new deal.
_________________________________

You buy one tire,

I give you three for free!
_________________________________
FLO: Oh, would you look at that?

_________________________________

Ramone, Ramone!
_________________________________
LUIGI: Then Luigi make you
a new, new deal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no.
Deal me out. Pass. No, thank you.
_________________________________

-No, no, no, no. No.

-This is it. My last offer.
_________________________________

You buy one tire, I give you

seven-a snow tires for free!
_________________________________

Done. You interested, you call me.
You know where I am.
_________________________________

(EXHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________

Ah!
_________________________________

Stop! Let me...
_________________________________

Oh, Red, you missed a spot.

See it right there?

_________________________________
-No! No!
-SALLY: On the hood right there.
_________________________________

Stop, stop! That's cold!
_________________________________

Help! Please! Stop!
_________________________________

(COUGHING)
_________________________________

Thanks, Red.
_________________________________

What was that for?
_________________________________

-Do you wanna stay at the Cozy Cone?

-Huh?
_________________________________

If you do, you gotta be clean.
_________________________________

'Cause even in hillbilly hell

we have standards.
_________________________________

What, I... I don't get it.
_________________________________

I 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...

-Wait. Wait, you're being nice to me.
_________________________________

If you want to stay
at the dirty impound, fine.
_________________________________

I understand you criminal types.
_________________________________

No, no, no, no. That's Okay.
_________________________________

Yeah, the Cozy Cone.
_________________________________
SALLY: It's newly refurbished.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: (CHUCKLES) Yeah,
it's like a clever little twist.
_________________________________

The motel's made out of caution cones,

which, of course, cars try to avoid.
_________________________________

But now we're gonna stay in them.
That's funny.
_________________________________

Figure that all out on your own, did you?
_________________________________

Cone number one, if you want.
_________________________________

Oh...
_________________________________

Hey, do I spy a little

pinstriping tattoo back there?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) That's just a... Oh!
_________________________________

(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________

Oh, you saw that? Yeah.
Just gonna be going.
_________________________________

Gonna... Yeah.
_________________________________

-You know, I knew this girl Doreen.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

-What are you talking about?

-I don't know.
_________________________________

Hey, I know somethin' we can do tonight,

'cause I'm in charge of watchin' you!
_________________________________

No, Mater, I gotta finish this road,

and I have to get out of here.
_________________________________

Well, that's all right,

Mr. I Can't Turn On Dirt.
_________________________________

You probably couldn't handle it anyway.
_________________________________

Whoa, whoa, easy now, Mater.
_________________________________

You know who you're talkin' to?

This is Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________

I can handle anything.
_________________________________

(WHISPERING) I'm not doin' this.
_________________________________

Come on. You'll love it! (CHUCKLES)

_________________________________
MATER: Tractor-tippin's fun.
McQUEEN: This is ridiculous.
_________________________________
-(TRACTORS SNORE)
-MATER: All right, listen.
_________________________________

When I say go, we go.

But don't let Frank catch you. Go!
_________________________________

Whoa! Wait! Who's Frank?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (WHISPERING) Mater!

_________________________________

Wait, Mater!
_________________________________

Okay, here's what you do.
_________________________________

You just sneak up in front of 'em,
and then honk.
_________________________________

And they do the rest. Watch this.
_________________________________

-(HONKING LOUDLY)

-Oh!
_________________________________

Oh... Oh! Oh... (MOOING)
_________________________________

-(GAS SLOSHING)
-(BACKFIRING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
_________________________________

I swear, tractors is so dumb!
_________________________________

I tell you what, buddy,

it don't get much better than this.
_________________________________

Yep, you're livin' the dream, Mater boy.
_________________________________

-(HONKING)

-Oh!
_________________________________

Oh! Oh... (MOOING)
_________________________________

-(GAS SLOSHING)
-(BACKFIRING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) I don't care who you are,
that's funny right there.
_________________________________

Oh, your turn, bud.
_________________________________

Mater, I can't. I don't even have a horn.
_________________________________

-Baby.

-I'm not a baby.
_________________________________

(CLUCKING)
_________________________________

Fine. Stop! Stop, okay?

All right. I'll do something.
_________________________________

(SNORING)
_________________________________

-(REVVING ENGINE)

-Oh!
_________________________________

(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
(ALL MOOING)
_________________________________

(ALL GURGLING)
_________________________________

(ALL BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(ANGRY MOOING)
_________________________________

(MOOING)
_________________________________

That's Frank.
_________________________________

(BELLOWING ANGRILY)
_________________________________

(SHOUTING)
_________________________________

(MOOING)
_________________________________

(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________

(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Run!

_________________________________
-MATER: Here he comes, look out!
-(BELLOWING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) Whoa!
_________________________________

(MATER SCREAMING)
_________________________________

Run! He's gonna get ya!
_________________________________

(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Oh! Customers!
_________________________________

Oh!
_________________________________

Ah, no, no, no.
_________________________________

Oof! Oh!
_________________________________
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 fun!
_________________________________

Oh, yeah... Yeah.
_________________________________

Well, we better get you

back to the impound lot.
_________________________________

You know, actually,
Sally's gonna let me stay at the motel.
_________________________________

Oh...
_________________________________
-Gettin' cozy at the Cone, is we?

-Oh, come... No. No, are you kidding?
_________________________________

Besides, she can't stand me.

And I don't like her, to be honest.
_________________________________

Yeah, you probably right.
_________________________________

Hey, look, there's Miss Sally!
_________________________________

-Where, where?

-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

-You're in love with Miss Sally.

-No, I'm not.
_________________________________
MATER: Yes, you do.
McQUEEN: No way.
_________________________________
-MATER: Way.
-Come on, look...
_________________________________

(SINGSONG)
You're in love with Miss Sally!

_________________________________
Real mature.
_________________________________

-You're in love!

-Real grown up.
_________________________________

-You love her. You love her.

-Wait...
_________________________________

You love her! You love her. You love her.
_________________________________

All right. Okay. Mater, enough!
_________________________________

-Will you stop that?

-Stop what?
_________________________________

Driving backwards. It's creeping me out.

You're gonna wreck.
_________________________________

Wreck? Shoot!

I'm the world's best backwards driver!
_________________________________

You just watch this right here, lover boy.
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)

_________________________________
McQUEEN: What are you doing?
Watch out! Look out!
_________________________________

Mater? Mater!
_________________________________

-Mater!

-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Hey, take it easy, Mater!
_________________________________

(SCREAMING HAPPILY)
_________________________________

Oof!
_________________________________

(BLUBBERING) Yee-hee!
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) He's nuts.
_________________________________

No need to watch where I'm goin'.
_________________________________

Just need to know where I've been.
_________________________________

Whoa, that was incredible!

How'd you do that?
_________________________________

Rearview mirrors. We'll get you some,

and I'll teach you if you want.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Yeah,

maybe I'll use it in my big race.
_________________________________

What's so important
about this race of yours, anyway?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

What's wrong with rusty old cars?
_________________________________

Well, I don't mean you, Mater.

I mean other old cars. You know?
_________________________________

-Not like you. I like you.

-Nah, it's okay, 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.
_________________________________

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

-You mean it?
_________________________________

Oh, yeah. Anything you say.
_________________________________

I knew it. I knowed I made a good choice!
_________________________________

In what?
_________________________________

My best friend.
_________________________________

See you tomorrow, buddy!
_________________________________

(SINGSONG) McQueen and Sally

parked beneath a tree,
_________________________________

K-I-S-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-T!
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(REVVING ENGINE)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

Number one. Number one...

Ah, number one!
_________________________________

-Ah, this is nice.

-Hey, Stickers.
_________________________________

(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________

-I'm sorry.

-You scared me. You gotta be careful.
_________________________________

I scared myself scaring you scaring me.
_________________________________

-I mean, I wasn't like scared scared.

-No, of course not. No.
_________________________________

-I was more...

-I overheard you talkin' to Mater.
_________________________________

When? Just now?

What, what did, what did you hear?
_________________________________

Something about a helicopter ride.
_________________________________

Oh, yeah. Yeah, he got
a kick out of that, didn't he?

_________________________________
-Did you mean it?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________

-That you'll get him a ride.

-Oh, who knows?
_________________________________

First things first. I gotta get outta here
and make the race.
_________________________________

Uh-huh.
_________________________________

You know... Mater trusts you.
_________________________________

Yeah, okay.
_________________________________

-Did you mean that?

-What?
_________________________________

Was it just a "Yeah, okay,"
_________________________________

or (HESITANTLY) "Yeah, okay"
or (STUTTERS) "Yeah, okay?"
_________________________________

Look, I'm exhausted.

It's kinda been a long day.
_________________________________

Yeah, okay. Good night.
_________________________________

(GROANS) Oh...
_________________________________

Hey, thank you.
_________________________________

What did you just say?
_________________________________

You know,

thanks for lettin' me stay here.
_________________________________

It's nice to be out of the impound,

and this is... It's great.
_________________________________

Newly refurbished, right?
_________________________________

Yeah.

_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Good night.
-Good night.
_________________________________

Hmm.
_________________________________

(REVEILLE PLAYING)
_________________________________

(STAR SPANGLED BANNER PLAYING)
_________________________________

Will you turn that disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________

Respect the classics, man. It's Hendrix!
_________________________________

(GROANING)
_________________________________

(BREATHING RAPIDLY)
_________________________________

(MUTTERING)
_________________________________

(FAST-PACED ELECTRONIC
MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

Ah!
_________________________________

-(MOOING LOUDLY)

-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________

No!
_________________________________

(YELLING LOUDLY)
_________________________________

(MOOING)
_________________________________

-No! (GASPING)

-(ALARM BEEPING)
_________________________________

I gotta get outta here!
_________________________________

Hey, have you seen the Sheriff?

Oh! Oh, my gosh.

_________________________________
-Hey, what are you doin'?
-SHERIFF: Get a good peek, city boy?
_________________________________

(STUTTERING) I just need
my daily gas ration from the Sheriff.
_________________________________

Wait for him at Flo's. Get outta here.
_________________________________

I've been trying
to get outta here for three days!

_________________________________
SHERIFF: Hope you enjoyed the show!
_________________________________
(LOUD CLATTERING)
_________________________________

(GROANING)
_________________________________

Whoa, Doc.
_________________________________

Time to clean out the garage, buddy,
come on.

_________________________________

McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________

He has a Piston Cup?
_________________________________

Oh, my gosh.
_________________________________

McQUEEN: Three Piston Cups?
_________________________________

-HUDSON: Sign says stay out.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: You have three
Piston Cups. How could you have...
_________________________________

I knew you couldn't drive.

I didn't know you couldn't read.
_________________________________

You're the Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________

Wait at Flo's, like I told ya!
_________________________________

Of course.
I can't believe I didn't see it before.
_________________________________

You're The Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________

You used to hold the record for
most wins in a season. Oh, we gotta talk.
_________________________________

You gotta show me your tricks. Please.
_________________________________

I tried that.
_________________________________

You won three times!

Look at those trophies!
_________________________________

You look.
All I see is a bunch of empty cups.
_________________________________

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

You know, some automotive yoga

could really lower your RPMs, man.
_________________________________

Oh, take a car wash, hippie.
_________________________________

Yeah, look at my husband, y'all!

Whoo! That's your color!

_________________________________
-RAMONE: Yellow, baby.
-Mmm. You smokin' hot!
_________________________________

There he is.
_________________________________

Oh, my gosh!

Did you know Doc is a famous racecar?
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________

-Doc? Our Doc?

-Not Doc Hudson.
_________________________________

No, no, no, no, it's true!

He's a real racing legend.
_________________________________

He's The Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________

Fabulous? I never seen Doc

drive more than 20 miles an hour.
_________________________________

I mean, have you ever seen him race?
_________________________________

No, but I wish I could have.

They say he was amazing!
_________________________________

He won three Piston Cups!
_________________________________

He did what in his cup?
_________________________________

I think the heat's

startin' to get to the boy!
_________________________________

Well, I'll say! Look how red he is.
_________________________________
RAMONE: I think he needs
a new coat of poly, man.
_________________________________
-MATER: Are you sick, buddy?
-You are looking' peaked.
_________________________________

He needs a new coat of poly for sure!
_________________________________

(GAS BELL RINGS)
_________________________________
-SHERIFF: Hey! What are you doin'?
-It's okay. You can trust me, right?
_________________________________

I trust you, all right.

It's him I'm worried about.
_________________________________

Hmm... I trust him.

_________________________________
-SALLY: Come on, let's take a drive.
-A drive?
_________________________________

Yeah, a drive.
_________________________________

Don't you big city racecars

ever just take a drive?
_________________________________

Ah... No. No, we don't.
_________________________________

(GAS PUMP STOPS)
_________________________________

Hey, Stickers! You comin' or what?
_________________________________
FLO: Mmm-hmm!
_________________________________

-And you thought he was gonna run.

-Hey, can you believe it, man?
_________________________________

He actually thought

Doc was a famous racecar!
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) That's so too much!
_________________________________

Okay, you got me out here.

Where are we goin'?
_________________________________

I don't know.
_________________________________

Whoa! Yes.
_________________________________

-(SPUTTERING)

-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Oh! Ah-ha-ha!
_________________________________

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
_________________________________

(SALLY CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

-(GRUNTS)

-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________

(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Oh!
_________________________________

(SPITTING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Wow. What is this place?

_________________________________

Wheel Well.
_________________________________

Used to be the most popular stop
on the mother road.
_________________________________

This place?
_________________________________

(HORNS BEEPING)
_________________________________
SALLY: (SIGHING) Yeah, imagine.
_________________________________

Oh, imagine
what it must have been like to stay here.
_________________________________

You know, I don't get you.
_________________________________

How does a Porsche
wind up in a place like this?
_________________________________

Well, it's really pretty simple. I was...
_________________________________

...an attorney in LA
livin' life in the fast lane, and...
_________________________________

Oh, you were, were you? Were you rich?
_________________________________

-What?

-Just clues to the puzzle.
_________________________________

Yeah, okay. Well, that was my life.
_________________________________

And you know what?
_________________________________

It never felt happy.
_________________________________

Yeah. I mean, really?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

Yeah. You know, I understand.
_________________________________

You need a little R and R.

Recharge the old batteries.
_________________________________

But, you know, after a while,

why didn't you go back?
_________________________________

(INHALING HEAVILY) I fell in love.
_________________________________

-Oh.

-Yep.
_________________________________

-Corvette?

-No.
_________________________________

I fell in love with this.
_________________________________

Whoa. Look at that.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: 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.
_________________________________

Oh, yeah?
_________________________________

Yeah. Forty years ago,
that Interstate down there didn't exist.
_________________________________

Really?
_________________________________
SALLY: Yeah. Back then,

_________________________________

cars came across the country

a whole different way.
_________________________________

How do you mean?
_________________________________

The road didn't cut through the land
like that Interstate.
_________________________________

It moved with the land, you know?

It rose, it fell, it curved.

_________________________________
MALE 1: Mornin'!
MALE 2: Nice day, huh?
_________________________________

Cars didn't drive on it
to make great time.
_________________________________

They drove on it to have a great time.
_________________________________

(OUR TOWN PLAYING)

_________________________________

Well, what happened?
_________________________________

The town got bypassed

just to save 10 minutes of driving.
_________________________________

McQUEEN: How great
would it have been
_________________________________

to see this place in its heyday!
_________________________________

Oh, 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.
_________________________________

Yeah. Hey, listen, thanks for the drive.
_________________________________

I had a great time.
_________________________________

It's kinda nice to slow down

every once in a while.
_________________________________

You're welcome.
_________________________________
Hey, listen, listen! If anybody asks you,
_________________________________
we was out smashin' mailboxes, okay?
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Wha... What?
_________________________________

(RUMBLING)
_________________________________

(MOOING)
_________________________________

Oh, man, the paint's still wet!
_________________________________

-(HONKING LOUDLY)

-(MOOING)
_________________________________

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'!
_________________________________

Then where did all these

gol-durn tractors come from?

_________________________________
-MATER: Whoa, boy!
-Hey! Hey, guys!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: 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.
_________________________________

What are you doin'

with those old racin' tires?
_________________________________

(SIGHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________

Come on, Doc, drive.
_________________________________

(REVS ENGINE)
_________________________________

Ah... Yeah.
_________________________________

-Wow.

-Huh?
_________________________________

You're amazing!
_________________________________

(COUGHING) What are you doin'?
_________________________________

Doc, wait!
_________________________________

(TRUCKS MOOING)

_________________________________
MATER: Giddup right in there!
Come on, Rusty.
_________________________________

Doc, hold it!
Seriously, your driving's incredible!
_________________________________

-Wonderful. Now, go away.

-Hey, I mean it. You've still got it!
_________________________________

-I'm askin' you to leave.

-Come on. I'm a racecar,
_________________________________

you're a much older racecar,
_________________________________

but under the hood
you and I are the same.
_________________________________

We are not the same!

Understand? Now, get out.
_________________________________

How could a car like you quit
at the top of your game?
_________________________________

You think I quit?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Right.

_________________________________

Your big wreck in '54.
_________________________________

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 a 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.
-HUDSON: Oh, yeah?
_________________________________

No, I'm not.
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

Uh-huh. 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.
_________________________________

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?
_________________________________

Just finish that road and get outta here!
_________________________________

(REVEILLE PLAYING)
_________________________________

(STAR SPANGLED BANNER PLAYING)
_________________________________
SARGE: Will you turn that

disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Respect the classics, man.

_________________________________

(SNORING)
_________________________________

(SNORTS)
_________________________________
(PUTTERS)
_________________________________

(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

(SMACKING LIPS) Ah...
_________________________________
MATER: He's done.

_________________________________

He must've finished it
while we was all sleepin'.

_________________________________
Good riddance.
_________________________________

He's gone?
_________________________________

Well, we wouldn't want him

to miss that race of his.
_________________________________

(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________

-Oh, dude, are you crying?

-No! I'm happy!
_________________________________

I don't have to watch him

every second of the day anymore!
_________________________________

I'm glad he's gone!
_________________________________

(SOBBING)
_________________________________

What's wrong with Red?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

(GASPING) Wait a minute!
_________________________________

(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________

I knowed you wouldn't leave
without saying goodbye.
_________________________________

What are you doin' here?

You're gonna miss your race.
_________________________________

Don't worry. I'll give you
a police escort, and we'll make up time.
_________________________________

Thank you, Sheriff.
_________________________________

But you know I can't go just yet.
_________________________________

Well, why not?
_________________________________

-I'm not sure these tires...
-(LUIGI GASPS EXCITEDLY)

_________________________________
-...can get me to California.
-GUIDO: Peet stop?
_________________________________

Yeah, does anybody know

what time Luigi's opens?
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) I can't-a believe it!
_________________________________
Four new tires!
_________________________________

Grazie, Mr. Lightning. Grazie!

_________________________________
-Would you look at that!
-LUIGI: Our first customer in years!
_________________________________

I am filled with tears of ecstasy,
_________________________________

for this is the most

glorious day of my life!
_________________________________

All right, Luigi, give me
the best set of blackwalls you've got.
_________________________________

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,
_________________________________

whitewall tires!
_________________________________

They say, "Look at me!

Here I am! Love me."
_________________________________

All right, you're the expert.

_________________________________
-(SCOFFS)
-McQUEEN: Oh, don't forget the spare.
_________________________________

-Perfetto. Guido!

-Peet stop!
_________________________________

(ROUTE 66 PLAYING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) What did
Luigi tell you, eh?
_________________________________

Wow, you were right.

Better than a Ferrari, huh?
_________________________________

Eh... No.
_________________________________

Wow! This organic fuel is great!

Why haven't I heard about it before?
_________________________________

It's a conspiracy, man!
_________________________________

The oil companies got a grip
on the government!
_________________________________

They're feedin' us a bunch of lies, man.
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Okay, I'll take a case.
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Ow! Eh!
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(McQUEEN YELPS)
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-(CHUCKLES)

-(BREATHES IN DEEPLY)
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RAMONE: Ah, yeah.

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McQUEEN: Ka-chow.
_________________________________
-Here she comes!
-McQUEEN: Places, everybody. Hurry!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Act natural.
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________

-Hi, Sally.

-Buon giorno!

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All right, what's goin' on?
_________________________________

Ladies and gentlecars,
_________________________________

please welcome
the new Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________

Pow! What do you think?
_________________________________

Radiator Springs

looks pretty good on me.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) I'll say.
_________________________________

(PURRING) Ka-chow.
_________________________________

You're gonna fit right in in California.
_________________________________

Oh, my goodness. It looks like

you've helped everybody in town.
_________________________________

Yeah, everybody except one.
_________________________________

Hey, is it getting dark out?
_________________________________

What? What'd he say?
_________________________________

Let me say that again.

(YELLING) Is it getting dark out?
_________________________________

Now, what was I
supposed to do after that?
_________________________________

(SH-BOOM PLAYING)
_________________________________

(GASPING) They fixed their neon!
_________________________________

-Low and slow?
-Oh, yeah, baby! (CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

(FLO LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(FLO SHRIEKS)
_________________________________

Just like in its heyday, right?
_________________________________

It's even better than I pictured it.
Thank you.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

Shall we cruise?
_________________________________

Oh, thank you, dear. I'd love to!
_________________________________

-No, no, no.

-Lizzie!
_________________________________

I remember when Stanley
first asked me to take a drive with him.
_________________________________

Hey, Miss Sally. May I have this cruise?

_________________________________
-Of course, Mater.
-SHERIFF: Uh-uh-uh!
_________________________________

(MOOING)
_________________________________
...and again and I said, "No."

He asked me again, and I said, "No."
_________________________________

But, oh, he was a persistent

little bugger for a two-cylinder.
_________________________________

Finally I said, "All right, one little drive."
_________________________________

-Oh!

-(MATER CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

-Hey!

-Thanks, Mater.
_________________________________

Good evenin', you two.
_________________________________

Oh, Stanley, I wish you could see this.
_________________________________

-Is that what I think it is?

-Oh, I don't know, Flo.
_________________________________

I haven't had a chance to find out.

But I am going to find out. Hello.
_________________________________

Not that. That.
_________________________________
SALLY: (GASPS) Customers?

_________________________________

Customers, everybody! And a lot of 'em!
_________________________________

You know what to do.

Just like we rehearsed.
_________________________________

(ALL GASP)
_________________________________

It's the ghost light!
_________________________________

We have found McQueen.

We have found McQueen!
_________________________________

McQueen, over here!
_________________________________

-Wait, excuse me.
-Is it true you've been in rehab?

_________________________________
-Did you have a nervous breakdown?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: McQueen's
wearing whitewalls!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Your tires balding?
SALLY: McQueen!
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Was McQueen
your prisoner?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

Sally! Sally!
_________________________________

Will you still race for the Piston Cup?
_________________________________

-Stickers?
-Sally!

_________________________________
REPORTER 4: Come on,
give us some bolt!
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________

You're here!

Thank the manufacturer! You're alive!

_________________________________
-Mack?
-MACK: You're here! I can't believe it!
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) You are a sight
for sore headlights!
_________________________________

I'm so sorry I lost you, boss.

I'll make it up to you!
_________________________________

Mack, I, I can't believe you're here.
_________________________________
HARV: Is that the world's
fastest racing machine?
_________________________________

-Is that Harv?
-Yeah. He's in the back.

_________________________________
-REPORTER 1: Show us the bolt!
-Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Where's the old
McQueen?
_________________________________

Actually, this is my good side here.

_________________________________
-Harv! Harv!
-REPORTER 3: Give us the bolt!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Harv?
REPORTER 3: Come on!
_________________________________
HARV: Kid, I'm over here!
_________________________________

How you doin', buddy?

_________________________________
HARV: My star client disappears
off the face of the earth!
_________________________________

-How do you think I'm doing?
-I can explain.
_________________________________

I'm doing great! You're everywhere!

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.

_________________________________
I'm in this little town

called Radiator Springs.

_________________________________
-You know Route 66? It' 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?
-Chick!

_________________________________
HARV: Bingo. In fact, check out
what's on the plasma right now.
_________________________________
-MALE: Show us the thunder!
-You want thunder?
_________________________________

You want thunder?

Ka-chicka, ka-chicka!

_________________________________
-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?

_________________________________
Just give me a second here, Harv.
_________________________________
HARV: No, wait. Where are you goin'?
_________________________________

Get in the trailer, baby. Kid!

You want a bigger trailer?

_________________________________
Sally, I... I want you to...
_________________________________

Look, I wish... (SIGHS)
_________________________________

Thank you. Thanks for everything.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) It was just a road.
_________________________________
No. It was much more than that.
_________________________________

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!
_________________________________

-Mack, just hold it for...
-You should go.

_________________________________
-McQUEEN: I know, but...
-Good luck in California.
_________________________________

I hope you find what you're looking for.

_________________________________
-MALE: McQueen, come on!
-Sally...
_________________________________

Sally!
_________________________________
-Show us the bolt, McQueen! The bolt!

Hey, Lightning, show us the bolt!

_________________________________
HARV: Come on, get in the trailer.
MALE: Where's the old McQueen?

_________________________________
HARV: That's it. That's right, let's go!
_________________________________

You're a big shining star.

You're a superstar.

_________________________________
You don't belong there, anyway.
_________________________________

Whoa... Wait... Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!
_________________________________

(ENGINE STARTS)

_________________________________
REPORTER: Hey, guys!
McQueen's leavin' in the truck!
_________________________________

Hey, are you Doc Hudson?
_________________________________

-Yeah.
-Thanks for the call.
_________________________________

You called them?
_________________________________
It's best for everyone, Sally.
_________________________________

Best for everyone or best for you?
_________________________________

I didn't get to say goodbye to him.
_________________________________

(LIGHT BUZZING)
_________________________________
BOB: Hello, race fans. 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 lap, winner-takes-all,

tiebreaker race.
_________________________________
I got a lotta miles on me,
but let me tell you somethin'.
_________________________________

I never thought I'd see anything like this.
This is exciting!

_________________________________
BOB: In fact, the country
has almost shut down
_________________________________

to watch what many experts

are calling "the race of the century."
_________________________________

Hey, King! Good luck in your last race.
_________________________________

-You've sure been an inspiration for me.

-Thanks, Junior. Appreciate it.
_________________________________

-Hey, be careful out there, okay?

-Yeah, man.
_________________________________
MIA: He's so hot!

_________________________________
Wanna know the forecast?

I'll give you the forecast.
_________________________________

A 100% chance of thunder!

Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________

Say it with me! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________

Hey, you!
No admittance without a garage pass.
_________________________________

Oh, it's okay.

Lightning McQueen knows me!
_________________________________

Hey, Marco, it's a beautiful day
for a race, isn't it?
_________________________________

-Absolutely, Mr. Andretti.

-And good morning to you, Fred.

_________________________________
Mario Andretti knows my name!

You gotta let me in now!
_________________________________
GUARD: Sorry, pal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
Focus. Speed.
_________________________________

I am speed.
_________________________________

(CARS WHIZZING)
_________________________________

Victory. One winner, two losers.
_________________________________

(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________

Speed. Speed. Speed. Speed...
_________________________________

(BIRDS SINGING)

_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-MACK: Lightnin'! You ready?
_________________________________

(GASPING) Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm ready.
_________________________________

(ALL CLAMORING)
_________________________________

Mack, thanks for being
my pit crew today.
_________________________________

Don't worry about it, kid.

It's the least I could do.
_________________________________

After all, "Gas Can" is my middle name.
_________________________________

-It is?

-Ah... Not really.
_________________________________

(ALL SHOUTING)
_________________________________

(GULPING)
_________________________________

Uh-oh!
_________________________________

-(CHEERING)

-(GIGGLING)
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

-Oh!

-Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________

Hey, where you been?

I've been kinda lonely.
_________________________________

Nobody to hang out with.

I mean, except the Dinoco folks.
_________________________________

And the twins. Of course.

The ones that used to be your fans,
_________________________________

but now they're my fans.

Listen to what the twins think...
_________________________________

Agh! Shoot!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity,
boys! Let's go racin'!
_________________________________

(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________

Come on, you can do it!
_________________________________

Come on, King, make us proud, boy!
_________________________________
BOB: Fifty laps down, and The King
is still holding a slim lead.
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen's got a run
on him! He's lookin' to the inside!
_________________________________

Oh! Chick slammed the door on him!
_________________________________
BOB: Chick's not

making it easy on him today.
_________________________________
DARRELL: He lost momentum,

_________________________________

and now he's gonna have to
chase him back down!
_________________________________

-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

-(BIRDS SINGING)
_________________________________

(BRAKES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen spins out in the infield!

_________________________________

(ALL GASP)
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Just me
and the old man, fellas.
_________________________________

-McQueen just doesn't have it today.

-(ALL LAUGH)

_________________________________
-(GROANS)
-MACK: Hey, kid,
_________________________________

-are you all right?

-I don't know, Mack.

_________________________________
I don't think I...
_________________________________
HUDSON: I didn't come all this way
to see you quit.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Doc?
-(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________

Guys, you're here! I can't believe this!
_________________________________

I knew you needed a crew chief,

but I didn't know it was this bad.
_________________________________

You said you'd never come back.
_________________________________

Well, I really didn't have a choice.

Mater didn't get to say goodbye.
_________________________________

Goodbye! Okay, I'm good.
_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________

All right, if you can drive as good
as you can fix a road
_________________________________

then you can win this race

with your eyes shut.
_________________________________

Now, get back out there!
_________________________________

Hot snot, we are back in business!

Guido! Luigi!
_________________________________

You're goin' up
against professional pit crews.
_________________________________

-You're gonna have to be fast.

-They will not know what bit them!

_________________________________
Kid, you can beat these guys.
_________________________________

Find a groove that works for you
and get that lap back.

_________________________________
(MURMURING)
_________________________________

-Is it?

-Oh, wow. That's him!
_________________________________

Is that... That's the Hudson Hornet!

The Hudson Hornet's back!
_________________________________
BOB: It appears McQueen

has got himself a pit crew.
_________________________________

And look who he has for a crew chief!
_________________________________

-Look, man. It's the Hudson Hornet!

-Whoa!
_________________________________

Well, dip me in axle grease

and call me Slick! It surely is.
_________________________________

(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
BOB: Wow, this is history in the making.

_________________________________

Nobody has seen the racing legend
in over 50 years!

_________________________________
Hey, Doc!
_________________________________

Come look at this fellow on the radio.
He looks just like you.
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen passes on the inside!
DARRELL: He's nearly a lap down.
_________________________________
BOB: Can he catch up to them
with only 60 laps to go?
_________________________________

You're goin' great, kid.

Just keep your head on.
_________________________________

Vai! Vai, vai!
_________________________________

Hey, shrimpie,
where did McQueen find you, huh?
_________________________________

Those round things are called tires,

and they go under the car!
_________________________________

(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________

Con chi credi di parlare?

Ma, con chi stai parlando?
_________________________________

No! No, no! You'll have your chance.
You will have your chance.
_________________________________

Oh, kid's just tryin' to be a hero, huh?
_________________________________

What do you think of this?
_________________________________

-(TIRES SQUEALING)

-Yeah, that's it, kid.
_________________________________

What?
_________________________________

Whoa! Git-R-done!
_________________________________

(LAUGHING) I taught him that. Ka-chow!

_________________________________
-Ah!
-BOB: What a move by McQueen!
_________________________________

He's caught up to the leaders.
_________________________________

Yeah. This is what it's all about.
_________________________________

A three-way battle for the lead,

with ten to go!
_________________________________

(CHORTLING)

Look at that boy go out there!
_________________________________
CHICK: Oh! (GRUNTING)

_________________________________

No, you don't.
_________________________________

(TIRE BLOWS)
_________________________________

Doc, I'm flat! I'm flat!
_________________________________

-Can you get back to the pits?

-Yeah, yeah. I think so.

_________________________________
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!
_________________________________

Guido! It's time.
_________________________________

Hey, tiny,
you gonna clean his windshield?
_________________________________

(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
_________________________________
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!
_________________________________
BOB: It's gonna be close.

_________________________________

-Yeah, baby!

-(ALL HOLLERING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's back in!
_________________________________

Peet stop.
_________________________________

-Guido, you did it!

-Way to go, Guido!
_________________________________
BOB: This is it. We're heading into
the final lap
_________________________________

and McQueen is right behind
the leaders. What a comeback!
_________________________________

A hundred and ninety-nine laps!

It all comes down to this!
_________________________________

This is it, kiddo.
_________________________________

You've got four turns left. One at a time.

_________________________________
Drive it in deep and hope it sticks.

_________________________________
-Go!

-(REVVING)
_________________________________

We'll see about that!
_________________________________
BOB: McQueen's going inside!

_________________________________
-Chick and King are loose!
-DARRELL: I think McQueen's out!
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen saved it!
BOB: He's back on the track!
_________________________________

-Float like a Cadillac...

-Sting like a Beemer!
_________________________________

-Ka-chow! Ka-chow! Ka...

-(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: Lightning McQueen

is gonna win the Piston Cup!
_________________________________

Come on! You got it! You got it, Stickers!
_________________________________

(GRUNTS) I am not comin' in
behind you again, old man.
_________________________________

-Oh, no!

-(CROWD GASPS)
_________________________________

(BRAKES SCREECHING)
_________________________________

(ENGINE IDLING)
_________________________________

Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________

I won, baby! Yeah! Oh, yeah!
_________________________________
FLO: What's he up to, Doc?

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)
_________________________________

What are you doin', kid?
_________________________________

I think The King

should finish his last race.
_________________________________

You just gave up the Piston Cup,

you know that?
_________________________________

This grumpy old racecar I know
once told me somethin'.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: It's just an empty cup.
_________________________________
BOB: Darrell, is pushing
on the last lap legal?
_________________________________

He's not really pushin' him.

He's just givin' him a little bump draft.
_________________________________

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________

Hey. What? What's goin' on?
_________________________________

-That's what I call racin'.
-(SOBBING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING)
_________________________________

(CROWD CHEERS WILDLY)
_________________________________

-Bravo il mio amico!

-Way to go, buddy!
_________________________________

There's a lotta love out there,

you know, man?
_________________________________

Don't embarrass me, Fillmore.
_________________________________

That's my hot rod.
_________________________________

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 the only one celebrating
is me, huh?
_________________________________

Where are the girls?

Bring on the confetti!
_________________________________

Ow! Ow! Easy with the confetti.
What's goin' on?
_________________________________

Come on, snap some pictures.

I gotta go sign my deal with Dinoco!
_________________________________

Say it with me. Ka-chicka!
_________________________________

(ALL BOOING)
_________________________________

What's wrong with everybody?

Where's the happiness?
_________________________________

Hey! This is the start of the Chick era!
_________________________________

-Thanks, Lightnin'.

-You're welcome.
_________________________________

-Way to go, King!

-You're still the car!
_________________________________

You're The King! Yeah!
_________________________________

(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________

(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
_________________________________

-You made us proud, kid!

-Congrats on the loss, me bucko!

_________________________________
You got a lotta stuff, kid.
_________________________________

Thanks, Doc.
_________________________________

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?
_________________________________

But I didn't win.
_________________________________

Lightnin', there's a whole lot
more to racin' than just winnin'.

_________________________________
DUSTY: He was so rusty,

when he drove down the street,
_________________________________

-buzzards used to circle the car!

-(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________

Thank you, Mr. Tex, but...
_________________________________

But these Rust-eze guys over there
gave me my big break.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: I'm gonna stick with them.
_________________________________

Well, I sure can respect that.
_________________________________

Still, you know, if there's ever anything

I can do for you, just let me know.
_________________________________

I sure appreciate that. Thank you.
_________________________________

Actually, there is one thing.
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________

Hey, look at me! I'm flyin', by golly!
_________________________________

I'm happier than a tornado
in a trailer park!

_________________________________
LUIGI: I think it's about-a
time we redecorate.
_________________________________
SCHUMACHER: Ciao.
_________________________________

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?
_________________________________

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.
_________________________________

Wow. Spero che
il tuo amico si riprenda.
_________________________________

Mi dicono che siete fantastici.

_________________________________
-(SIGHING)

-(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________

(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________

Just passin' through?
_________________________________

Actually, I thought

I'd stop and stay awhile.
_________________________________

-I hear this place is back on the map.

-It is?
_________________________________

There's some rumor floating around

that some hotshot Piston Cup racecar
_________________________________

is setting up his
big racing headquarters here.
_________________________________

Really? Ah, well, there goes the town.
_________________________________

You know, I really missed you, Sally.
_________________________________

Well, I create feelings in others

they themselves don't understand and,
_________________________________

-blah, blah, blah.

-(McQUEEN CHUCKLES)

_________________________________
McQueen and Sally

parked beneath the tree,
_________________________________

K-I-S-S... Uh... I-N-T!
_________________________________

Great timing, Mater!
_________________________________

Hep-non, hip-hep, hi-li-lilly! Whee!
_________________________________

He's my best friend.

What're you gonna do?
_________________________________

So, Stickers, last one to Flo's buys?
_________________________________

I don't know.

Why don't we just take a drive?
_________________________________

Hmm... Nah.
_________________________________

Yeah! Ka-chow!
_________________________________

(FAST-PACED MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________

(YELLING)
_________________________________
(INAUDIBLE)
_________________________________

(SIRENS BLARING)
_________________________________

(SNIFFING) Ah-choo!
_________________________________
MATER: All right, everybody,

please keep together now.
_________________________________

We is now entering the Doc Hudson
wing of the museum.
_________________________________

Wow. Unbelievable.

That many wins in a single season.
_________________________________

He's the real deal, Junior.

The Hudson Hornet was my inspiration.
_________________________________

Excuse me, son.

Is Doc Hudson here today?
_________________________________

Sorry, Mrs. The King, I think Doc
went out for a drive or somethin'.

_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo! Whoo!
HUDSON: Yeah!
_________________________________

Well, you sure ain't no dirt boy.
_________________________________

Not today, old man.

I know all your tricks.
_________________________________

(GROWLS)
_________________________________

Doc! Doc!
_________________________________

Whoo-ah!
_________________________________
HUDSON: Not all my tricks, rookie!
_________________________________

(ALL GRUMBLE)
_________________________________

(CHEERING)
_________________________________

Attention! Kiss the pavement goodbye.
_________________________________

When I'm finished, you'll have mud

in places you didn't know you had!
_________________________________

-Yo, I've never been off-road!

-Well, that's gonna change right now!
_________________________________

About face! Drop and give me 20 miles!
_________________________________

Go! Go! Go, go, go, go, go! Go!
_________________________________

Man, now I got dirt in my rims!
_________________________________

-(METAL CLANKS)

-Huh? Look at this!
_________________________________

It's my hood! It's my hood!
_________________________________

I ain't seen this thing in 20 years!
_________________________________

(IN NASAL VOICE) Well, it fits perfectly.

How do I look? Ah-choo!
_________________________________

Oh, dang.
_________________________________

You are a toy car!

_________________________________
You are a sad, strange little wagon

and you have my pity. Farewell.
_________________________________
WOODY CAR: Oh, yeah?
Well, good riddance, you loony!
_________________________________

Hey, I hate to break up the road rally,
guys, but they're here!

_________________________________
Birthday guests at three o'clock!
_________________________________

(CHUCKLING) Oh, man! Whoever does
the voice of that piggy truck,
_________________________________

I'm tellin' ya, he's one great actor!
_________________________________

We're banished, genius! Stuck here
in this wasteland without chains!

_________________________________
Mike, the Boomobile's in trouble!
She needs our help!

_________________________________
-You're still not listening! (GASPING)
-Ah!
_________________________________

Welcome to the Himalayas!
Snow cone?
_________________________________

Oh, that Abominable Snowplow

is quite the comic thespian!
_________________________________
MALE: Just get in there. Go! Go, go, go!

_________________________________
Circus cars?

_________________________________
How can you be circus cars?

_________________________________
These are the lousiest

circus cars in the world,

_________________________________
and they're gonna make me rich!

_________________________________
Wait a minute here.
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They're just usin' the same actor
over and over.
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What kind of a cut-rate production
is this?
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(SLOW SONG PLAYING)
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(MINNY MOANING)
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Oh, for the love of Chrysler, can we
please ask someone for directions?
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No! There's an on-ramp close!

I know it! I can feel it!
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(LAUGHING)
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