Wednesday, February 15, 2017

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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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-AdiĆ³s, 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!
_________________________________
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.
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(CHUCKLING) "Later, Mater."
That's funny!
_________________________________
Ah!
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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 fiancƩe.
_________________________________
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 CafƩ.
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, Ć©se!
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.
_________________________________
Ɖ 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, ĆØ 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
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-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.
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(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!
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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.
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-Here she comes!
-McQUEEN: Places, everybody. Hurry!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Act natural.
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
-Hi, Sally.
-Buon giorno!
_________________________________
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.
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(CHUCKLING) I'll say.
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(PURRING) Ka-chow.
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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?
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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)
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(GASPING) They fixed their neon!
_________________________________
-Low and slow?
-Oh, yeah, baby! (CHUCKLING)
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(FLO LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(FLO SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
Just like in its heyday, right?
_________________________________
It's even better than I pictured it.
Thank you.
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(CHUCKLING)
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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.
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Hey, Miss Sally. May I have this cruise?
_________________________________
-Of course, Mater.
-SHERIFF: Uh-uh-uh!
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(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)
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-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!
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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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