Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Disney Countdown to Ralph Breaks the Internet and Baby Steps to Walt Disney World (2017) - Subtitles (en)

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Imagining in January 2017–February 2017
For the rest of the Clements & Musker collection, celebrating their anniversaries, go to: Treasure Planet - Subtitles (en), Hercules - Subtitles (en), Aladdin - Subtitles (en)
For the whole complete collection, go to: The Films of Ron Clements & John Musker (Moana + The Little Mermaid + The Princess and the Frog + Treasure Planet + The Great Mouse Detective + Hercules + Aladdin) - Subtitles (en) Part 1
For the whole complete collection, go to: The Films of Ron Clements & John Musker (Moana + The Little Mermaid + The Princess and the Frog + Treasure Planet + The Great Mouse Detective + Hercules + Aladdin) - Subtitles (en) Part 2
For the whole complete collection, go to: The Films of Ron Clements & John Musker (Moana + The Little Mermaid + The Princess and the Frog + Treasure Planet + The Great Mouse Detective + Hercules + Aladdin) - Subtitles (en) Part 3
For the film celebrating its 15th anniversary and responsible for letting the studio take a break until 2018, go to: Lilo & Stitch - Subtitles (en)
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Imagining in March 2017
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RUSTY ON SPEAKERS:
What about the car from Everett?
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Remember him?
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He was stuck in reverse!
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I said, you need a house
with a circular driveway!
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(BOTH LAUGHING)
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You need to get your
rusty tails down here.
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I created a drink in your honor.
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Yeah! The Rust-eze Medicated
Bumper Bomb.
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It goes down faster
than an elevator full of Winnebagos.
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-McQUEEN: Rusty and Dusty!
-Well, look who's here.
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Hey, there he is!
Good to see you, Lightning!
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Thanks, guys. Wow. You're all here.
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Sorry, buddy,
did you want this call to be private?
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No, Mater. This is perfect. Listen,
thanks, everyone, for sticking by me.
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It took me a while to figure it out,
but I know now that it's time...
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for me to make some changes.
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Changes? What kind of changes?
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It's futile to resist change, man.
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-You're right, Fillmore.
-Really?
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Which is why I have
an announcement to make.
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I've thought long and hard about it.
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Done a lot of soul-searching
and considered all of the options.
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And I've finally decided...
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You do want to keep racing?
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Are you kidding?
Of course I want to keep racing!
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-Thank goodness!
-Glad to hear it. All right.
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(SIGHS) Man, for a second I–
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Wait a minute.
I knew that the whole time.
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Guys! I'm talking about making
this my best season yet!
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We were hoping you'd say that.
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The thing is, if I'm gonna be
faster than Storm,
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I need to train like him.
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BOTH: We're way ahead of you, buddy!
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Lightning, we want you on the road
first thing in the morning...
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so you can come out
and see the brand-new...
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BOTH: Rust-eze Racing Center!
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-It's wicked awesome.
-What? Rust-eze Racing Center?
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It's got all the fancy bells and whistles
that kids are training on these days.
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We'll send Macky boy all the directions.
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Now get moving, all right?
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Okay! Yes!
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-Fancy new training center?
-That sounds nice!
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Guido, come! We have to pack the tires!
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Hey, McQueen!
You can't race in primer, man.
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Come on! Let's go.
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(WHIRRING)
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(CHUCKLES) Ramone,
you have done it again.
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It's like the Sistine Chapel on wheels.
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-(ENGINE REVVING)
-I'm coming for you, Storm.
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Imagining in March 2017
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Then I didn't choose that one
because it was gonna give me pimples,
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so I choosed another scary one
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because, for all those years
that I went for Halloween,
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I wasn't scary at all.
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I love baseball.
It's my destiny to play that game.
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I don't really care about winning.
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Well, like, now I do
'cause, like, we've lost every game.
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I've gotten tired of it.
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I'm working, like, so hard.
All the balls are getting thrown to me.
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I'm trying to catch, like, every one.
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All of the people in the outfield
are all looking around and...
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Come on!
Let's play some baseball, okay?
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Not the lazy game.
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(CAR DOOR CLOSING)
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They're here.
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(RAZZING)
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Lewis?
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Lewis?
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(SIGHS)
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(CLICKS)
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(HORN BLARING)
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Huh?
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Goob! Hey, I did it, Goob! I finished it!
They are gonna love this!
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Nothing says "adopt me"
like a weird invention.
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MILDRED: Lewis!
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-Lewis, the Harringtons are here!
-Way ahead of you, Mildred.
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Wait! Wait! Wait, wait, wait.
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Remember, sit up straight.
Look them in the eye.
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Smile. Let's fix your...
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Mildred.
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All right, all right, all right, all right.
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Go show them how special you are.
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Oh, I hope this is it.
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I hope he gets adopted.
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You and me both, chief.
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LEWIS: I mean, there's so many things
in the world that can be improved.
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Just think of it.
Moving sidewalks, flying cars.
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The possibilities are endless.
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Flying cars? Yeah, that's a good one.
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All it takes is some imagination
and a little science,
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and we can make the world
a better place.
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Well, these are all interesting ideas.
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So, what's your favorite sport?
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-Well, does inventing count as a sport?
-Actually...
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'Cause I think I hit a home run
with this one!
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-What is that?
-First, a question.
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What's the number one problem
that you face
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when you make
a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
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-Lewis, I don't think we...
-Portion control.
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Too much peanut butter sticks
to the roof of your mouth,
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takes forever to chew.
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Too much jelly squishes out the sides
and makes your hands all sticky.
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(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
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Well, I propose
that the perfect P.B. and J.
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is within mankind's grasp,
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and I've built this machine to achieve it.
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For this demonstration,
I'll use regular bread.
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Honey, it's okay.
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As you can see, toasting is an option.
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We don't usually eat peanut butter.
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Lewis, this is really not necessary.
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It's jammed!
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(DEVICE BUZZING)
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Lewis, please, don't!
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Oops.
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What's happening?
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Mr. Harrington has a peanut allergy!
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I'm sorry!
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Here let me help you get that off!
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Stand back!
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(GASPING)
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-Is he gonna be okay?
-Breathe. Breathe.
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I'm so sorry! I didn't know!
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It was really nice to meet you.
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We're gonna need some time
to think about it.
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MILDRED: Hi, folks. Everything all...
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(MILDRED GASPS)
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What happened?
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MRS. HARRINGTON: Miss Duffy,
that boy is definitely not right for us.
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Now, if you'll excuse me.
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MILDRED: (STAMMERING) I'm so
sorry about this. If you would just...
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(DOOR SLAMMING)
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-I made some lunch.
-Not hungry.
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Poor Mr. Harrington.
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-I killed him?
-No. No! No, you didn't kill him.
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I called. He's perfectly fine.
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(SIGHS)
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I was just gonna say that it's...
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It's too bad
he didn't get to try a sandwich
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from that wonderful invention of yours.
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-(SCOFFING) Yeah, real wonderful.
-It's not you.
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We just haven't found
the right couple yet.
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One hundred twenty-four.
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What?
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That's how many adoption interviews
I've had, 124.
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Oh, Lewis, come on, now.
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You're exaggerating just to make your
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point.
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Plus, I'm gonna be 13 next year,
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and you know how hard it is
for a teenager to get adopted.
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I have no future. No one wants me.
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That's not true, Lewis!
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My own mother didn't even want me.
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Now, stop it. You do not know that.
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Then why'd she give me up?
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She may not have been able
to take care of you.
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Did you ever think of that?
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I am sure that she was only thinking
about what was best for you.
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I never thought of it that way.
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Maybe she wanted to keep you,
but she had no choice.
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You're right.
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My real mom is the only person
who's ever wanted me.
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Wait. I said "maybe."
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And if she wanted me then,
she'll want me now.
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What are you talking about?
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I have to find her, Mildred,
and when I do, she'll take me back,
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and we'll be a family again!
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Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Lewis, you can't do that.
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No one knows anything about her.
No one even saw her.
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Wrong. I saw her
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once.
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She's in here. I just have to remember.
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That's it!
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(ANOTHER BELIEVER PLAYING)
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(SINGING) Hello
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I got something to tell you
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But it's crazy
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I got something to show you
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(INAUDIBLE)
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So give me just one more chance
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One more glance 
And I will make of you
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Another believer
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Guess what? 
You got more than you bargained
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Ain't it crazy?
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You got more than you paid for
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So give me just one more chance
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One more glance
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One more hand to hold
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You've been on my mind
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Though it may seem I'm fooling
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Wasted so much time
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Though it may seem I'm fooling
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(DEVICE BUZZING)
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What are we gonna do?
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What are we gonna do?
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What are we gonna do about it?
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You've been on my mind
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One more chance
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Wasted so much time
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One more chance
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SARGE: Morning, McQueen!
Hey, look at you.
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CAR 1: Oh!
CAR 2: He looks so good!
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Welcome back. You look different.
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-(CHUCKLES) Obviously.
-You look ready.
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Guido, come! Scusi, scusi.
Tires coming through.
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Go kick those rookies in the trunk.
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-(SALLY CHUCKLES)
-All right, bye.
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-Catch you on the flipside.
-I'll see you guys in Florida.
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-See you, McQueen.
-Don't forget to call me.
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-LIZZIE: Good luck in college.
-(CHUCKLES)
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Hey, Sal. Thanks.
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Anytime.
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-Love you!
-Love you more.
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Rust-eze Racing Center, here we come!
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-Good times ahead.
-(HORN BLOWING)
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(SOBBING)
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(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
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♪ When the time gets right
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♪ I'm gonna pick you up
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♪ And take you far away from
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From trouble, my love
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Under a big old sky
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Out in a field of green
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There's got to be something
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Left for us to believe
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Oh, I await the day
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Good fortune comes our way
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And we'll ride down
the King's Highway
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah
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(REPORTERS CLAMORING)
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REPORTER 1: McQueen, over here!
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 REPORTER 2:
McQueen, how you feeling?
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Have you seen the latest
records Storm's been setting?
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Have you given any thought
to retirement?
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Okay, that's enough. No questions!
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 Scusi. Out of the way!
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Coming through! Okay, back up.
Back up! No pictures. No, no, no.
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(CAMERAS CLICKING)
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Okay, thank you. Bye-bye.
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(SIGHS) Guido, can you believe them?
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Paparazzi. (SPITS)
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(CHUCKLES EXCITEDLY)
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Wow!
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DUSTY: Looks good, doesn't it?
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-Hey, guys.
-What do you think?
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What do I think? It's unbelievable.
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DUSTY: Yeah, you know,
it's kind of a cozy,
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humble, little place.
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Guys, how did you ever do this?
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-You want to tell him or should I?
-No, you start. Go ahead.
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(CLEARS THROAT)
We sold Rust-eze. Huh?
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What?
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What? You think a couple of jabronis
like us could do this on our own?
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-Wait. You sold Rust-eze?
-It's all good news.
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We just realized that you needed
something that we couldn't give you.
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It felt like the time
was right for us too.
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I mean, we're not as young
and handsome as we look.
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-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-Oh, that's true.
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DUSTY: Besides, this Sterling fellow?
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He's got every high-tech thing
you'll ever need.
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Everything we wanted to give you,
but couldn't.
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Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sterling? Who's Sterling?
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STERLING: Lightning McQueen!
You made some serious time, partner.
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Your new sponsor.
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He's the Mudflap King
of the Eastern seaboard.
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Welcome to the
Rust-eze Racing Center!
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You have no idea how much
I've been looking forward to this.
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-Thanks, uh, Mr.–
-Please. No "mister". Just Sterling.
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I have been a fan of yours forever.
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And to be your sponsor?
How great is that?
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I can't thank
Rusty and Dusty here enough.
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Tough negotiators by the way.
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-Oh, you flatter us, but don't stop!
-(ALL LAUGHING)
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Anyway, just wanted to say
a quick hello.
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Take as much time as you need.
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Door's always open, guys.
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See?
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(SIGHS) I sure am gonna miss
racing for you guys.
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You know, you gave us
a lot of great memories, Lightning.
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Memories we'll remember.
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Wow. That's good.
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-Hey, Lightning, whatever you do...
-Don't drive like my brother!
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 Don't drive like my brother.
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RUSTY: Please no pictures.
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DUSTY: Okay, maybe one.
Get my good side though, will you?
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(CHUCKLES)
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Whoa.
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STERLING: So? You like it?
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Oh, hey, Mr. Sterling. Wow.
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My career on a wall.
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Nice that you included Doc.
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Of course. He was your mentor.
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Losing him left a giant hole in the sport.
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Yeah.
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Jars of dirt?
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STERLING: Sacred dirt.
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Each of those jars contains dirt
from all the old tracks that Doc raced on.
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Florida International, Thunder Hollow,
just down the road and...
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our very own Fireball Beach,
right outside.
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McQUEEN: Huh.
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-Hey, is that...
-A bit of asphalt from Glen Ellen.
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My first win!
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You really are a fan.
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I am. And a fan of your future.
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You ready for it?
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Definitely.
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First, let's get you into a more...
contemporary look.
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Wow.
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STERLING ON SPEAKER:
It's an electronic suit.
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With it we'll be able to track your speed
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-and your vital signs.
-(BEEPING)
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Does it have a phone?
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(LAUGHS) Don't be crazy.
Racecars don't have phones.
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Wow.
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-Not bad, huh?
-This is really impressive.
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STERLING: This center
has quickly become
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the most coveted destination...
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for young racers training
to make our team someday.
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And it's where you'll train
until you leave for Florida.
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Treadmills, wind tunnels, virtual reality.
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(THUDS)
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Still working on that.
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And the best fitness regimen
anyone could possibly imagine.
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Wait. Wait. Whoa. Is that the simulator?
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STERLING: Oh, yes.
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Lightning, I'd like to introduce
you to the multi-million dollar...
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flagship of interactive race simulation.
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The XDL 24-GTS Mark Z.
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The XDL... etcetera.
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Jackson Storm wishes
he had this model.
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(WHIRRING)
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(PANTING)
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CAR 1: That was amazing.
CAR 2: Awesome. Yeah!
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It's just like being on a real track,
so put your hours in.
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Okay, let's hit the treadmills.
Come on. Show me what you got!
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Wow. Pretty fast. Who's the racer?
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No. She's not a racer. She's a trainer.
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Cruz Ramirez.
The best trainer in the business.
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ALL: Ready to meet it,
greet it and defeat it?
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All right. Now bring up those RPMs!
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(CHUCKLES) Like the attitude.
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Yeah, we call her
our maestro of motivation.
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You're driving
a little tense again, Ronald.
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-No, no. I'm cool. I'm cool.
-Do your exercise.
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I am a fluffy cloud! I am a fluffy cloud!
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I am a fluffy cloud. (SIGHS)
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CRUZ: There you go!
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-You're a cloud. (LAUGHS)
-Shut up, Kurt!
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-Here come the bugs, Kurt. You ready?
-(INHALES SHARPLY)
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(INSECTS BUZZING)
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Hey, I kept my eyes open this time!
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Got to see that track.
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Oh, no. Homesick again, Gabriel?
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Si.
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(SPANISH MUSIC PLAYING)
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(SPEAKING SPANISH)
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-Win for them!
-McQUEEN: Wow.
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STERLING: She trains young racers
to push through their own obstacles.
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Tailor-made for each one.
Now, she's gonna work with you.
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Let's go! Let's go!
You guys got to work through this stuff...
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so when your big chance comes along
you can take it.
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Hey, Cruz.
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Oh, hey, Mr. Sterling!
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I'd like to introduce you
to Lightning McQueen.
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I hear you're the maestro.
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Mr. Sterling, did you say
Lightning McQueen was here because...
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(SNORTS) I don't see him anywhere.
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Uh, but he's right here.
Do you not see him?
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Nope, still don't see him.
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He's right in front of you!
It's Lightning McQueen!
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He's obviously an imposter. He looks old
and broken down with flabby tires.
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-Hey! I do not!
-Use that!
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Whoa! Oh.
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Yeah, I see.
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I can use that energy
for motivation, right? (GROWLS)
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It's all about motivation, Mr. McQueen.
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You can use anything negative as fuel
to push through to the positive.
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I've been pretty positive
ever since I was a rookie.
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I am so excited that I get to train you.
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I grew up watching you on TV.
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Huh? Is that right?
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These young guys are great and all,
but I like a challenge.
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(CHUCKLES)
I'm not that much older, but–
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In fact, I call you my senior project.
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To honor the TV series and pilot movie, go to: Tangled - Subtitles (en)
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Imagining in March 2017 (cont.)
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(GOOB YAWNS)
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GOOB: So tired.
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We'll see you at 2:00 this afternoon.
He'll be so excited you're coming.
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Bye-bye, now.
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Yes! Hey, Goob... I mean, Michael.
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-Good luck at the big game today.
-Easy win.
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Those guys are a bunch of bums.
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I just hope I can stay awake.
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Don't tell me. Let me guess.
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He was up all night
working on his stupid project,
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but that's what happens
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when you get a science geek
for a roommate.
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Ah, that's good joe.
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All right, Einstein,
you owe Michael big time.
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Well, unlocking the secrets of the brain
took a lot longer than I expected,
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but it's finished, Mildred.
I recalibrated the headset.
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Now the neural circuits will connect.
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I've cracked the hippocampus!
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Really? Okay. What?
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Now to test it out.
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(RINGING)
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Oh, no! I'm late! I gotta go!
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Wait a minute, Lewis. Wait a minute.
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I almost forgot what I came up here for.
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I know you have a lot
on your plate today,
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but I've scheduled an interview for you
this afternoon.
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-No, thanks.
-"No, thanks"?
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Sweetheart, this is
about being adopted,
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and you will be back here
clean, happy and on time.
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I'm done with interviews, Mildred.
I'm not gonna be rejected anymore.
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Listen, I know where your head is,
but I'm telling you,
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you have got to get out of the past
and look to the future.
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I am, and this is it.
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This is my future.
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I'm sorry.
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Lewis? Honey?
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Dr. Krunklehorn,
I know you're very busy there
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at Inventco Labs,
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and we're just so excited
to have you as a judge.
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It's my pleasure, Mr. Willerstein.
Hey, you never know.
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One of your students may invent
the next integrated circuit
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or microprocessor or integrated circuit.
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Oh, wait! I said that already.
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Well, I just don't get out
of that lab very much.
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Is that a bow tie? I like bow ties.
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I haven't slept in eight days!
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Well, then can I get you a cot
or something?
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Nope, I've got the caffeine patch.
It's my invention.
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Each patch is the equivalent
of 12 cups of coffee.
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You can stay awake for days
with no side effects.
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(SCREAMS)
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Sorry. Who's this?
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This is one of our students,
Stanley Pukowski.
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Oh, so cute!
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I just want to bite
his chubby little cheeks!
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(WHISTLING)
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What's with the dress, Pukowski?
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It's actually a toga, sir.
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Coach, nice to see you, sort of.
What are you doing here?
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Judging a science fair.
What's it look like I'm doing?
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And what makes you qualified
to judge a science fair?
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It's my gym.
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(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
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Stanley. Volcano.
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Behold the awesome power
of Mount Vesuvius!
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(CLICKING)
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The toggle switch isn't toggling.
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Dr. Krunklehorn?
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Barium, cobalt, Einstein, Kool-Aid!
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I don't know what she just said,
but this project is unacceptable!
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Now, give me 20 laps around the gym!
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Move it! Move it! Move it! Go! Go! Go!
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-Coach!
-I'm watching you.
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(STANLEY PANTING)
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(GASPS)
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Okay, next up is Lizzy
and her fire ant farm.
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That's right.
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Lizzy, we talked about the fire ants.
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You know that they have a tendency
to bite people.
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Only my enemies.
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Just keep moving, shall we?
Top notch, Lizzy!
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Let's not anger her
or make her jumpy in any way.
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(GRUNTING)
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(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
This area's not secure. Get in.
_________________________________
Have you been approached
by a tall man in a bowler hat?
_________________________________
-What?
-Hey, hey, I'll ask the questions here.
_________________________________
-Okay, goodbye.
-All right,
_________________________________
didn't want to pull rank on you,
but you forced my hand.
_________________________________
Special Agent Wilbur Robinson
of the T.C.T.F.
_________________________________
-The what?
-Time Continuum Task Force.
_________________________________
-I'm here to protect you.
-Well...
_________________________________
Now, tall man, bowler hat,
approached you?
_________________________________
No, why?
_________________________________
I could lose my badge for this.
_________________________________
He's a suspect in a robbery.
_________________________________
What did he steal?
_________________________________
-A time machine.
-A what?
_________________________________
I've tracked him to this time,
and my informants say he's after you.
_________________________________
Me? Why me?
_________________________________
The boys back at HQ
haven't figured out a motive yet.
_________________________________
And by "HQ," I mean "headquarters."
_________________________________
I know what HQ means.
_________________________________
Good. You're a smart kid.
_________________________________
That might keep you alive, for now.
_________________________________
Just worry
about your little science gizmo
_________________________________
and leave the "perp" to me.
_________________________________
-And by "perp," I mean...
-I know what it means!
_________________________________
Okay, Mr. Smarty-pants.
_________________________________
Bowler Hat Guy!
_________________________________
YOUNG GIRL: Whoa!
_________________________________
My frogs!
_________________________________
You're not gonna get away with it,
_________________________________
kid with science project.
_________________________________
Dude, you almost busted
my solar system!
_________________________________
My frogs! They're getting away!
_________________________________
(FROGS CROAKING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Got you! That's the last of them.
_________________________________
Annoying little girl,
I don't have time for this.
_________________________________
I'm on a very important...
_________________________________
Don't sass me, boy. I know karate.
_________________________________
COACH: Come on, Pukowski!
Feel the pain! Love the pain!
_________________________________
MR. WILLERSTEIN: Coach...
_________________________________
Next up is Lewis.
_________________________________
Yes... Lewis! Excuse me.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Lewis,
tell me this thing is not gonna...
_________________________________
(IMITATES EXPLOSION)
_________________________________
It's okay. It's gonna work this time.
I won't let you down, I promise.
_________________________________
All right, Lewis, I trust you.
Knock 'em dead.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) That was a figure
of speech. Please don't kill anyone.
_________________________________
Okay, stand back, everybody.
_________________________________
This next project
will knock your socks off.
_________________________________
Seriously, you might wanna stand back
a little.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
Have you ever forgotten something,
_________________________________
and no matter how hard you tried,
you couldn't remember it?
_________________________________
Well, what happens
to these forgotten memories?
_________________________________
I propose
they're stored somewhere in your brain,
_________________________________
and I built a machine
that can retrieve them.
_________________________________
I call it the Memory Scanner.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING) It's shiny!
_________________________________
So, Lewis,
how does the Memory Scanner work?
_________________________________
First, you input the desired period
of time on this keypad.
_________________________________
Then a laser scans the cerebral cortex,
where memories are stored.
_________________________________
The retrieved memory
is then displayed on this monitor.
_________________________________
Wrap him up. I'll take two.
_________________________________
Now, I'm going back 12 years,
three months and 11 days.
_________________________________
Why that particular day?
_________________________________
You didn't think
I was paying attention, did you?
_________________________________
Well, that was the day...
_________________________________
Let's just say, that was
a very important day in my life.
_________________________________
Fair enough. Play ball.
_________________________________
It'll just take a second
to get the turbines going.
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Lewis, wait!
_________________________________
She's gonna blow!
_________________________________
Watch out!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Feel the pain! Love the...
_________________________________
(SCREAMING) Hurts so much!
Make it stop!
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Make it stop!
_________________________________
Coach, suck it up, okay?
_________________________________
Let us conduct ourselves in a way
that we'll all be proud of tomorrow.
_________________________________
-Let's calm down!
-Mr. Willerstein?
_________________________________
-I didn't mean to...
-Not now, Lewis!
_________________________________
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
_________________________________
Not now.
_________________________________
MR. WILLERSTEIN: Okay, and we are
walking in a calm, orderly fashion
_________________________________
toward the exits.
_________________________________
Wait, Lewis!
_________________________________
(FROGS CROAKING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Come, my dear. Our future awaits.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
________
Imagining in April 2017
_________________________________
Hey, what are you doing up here?
_________________________________
(WILBUR COOING)
_________________________________
(COOING)
_________________________________
Would you quit that, please?
I know you're not a pigeon.
_________________________________
(SHUSHING)
_________________________________
You're blowing my cover.
_________________________________
We're the only ones up here.
_________________________________
That's just what they want you to think.
_________________________________
Now, enough moping.
_________________________________
Take this back to the science fair
and fix that Memory Scanner.
_________________________________
Stop! Stop! Get away from me!
_________________________________
Maybe you've forgotten.
_________________________________
I'm a time cop from the future,
should be taken very seriously.
_________________________________
That's no badge.
_________________________________
This is a coupon for a tanning salon!
You're a fake.
_________________________________
Okay, you got me. I'm not a cop,
_________________________________
but I really am from the future,
_________________________________
and there really is this Bowler Hat Guy.
_________________________________
Here we go again.
_________________________________
He stole a time machine,
came to the science fair
_________________________________
and ruined your project.
_________________________________
My project didn't work
because I'm no good.
_________________________________
There is no Bowler Hat Guy,
there is no time machine,
_________________________________
and you're not from the future!
_________________________________
You're crazy!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMING) I am not crazy.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah, Captain Time Travel?
Prove it.
_________________________________
Um...
_________________________________
Yeah, that's what I thought.
_________________________________
I'm just gonna go lock myself
in my room
_________________________________
and hide under the covers
for a couple years.
_________________________________
If I prove to you I'm from the future,
will you go back to the science fair?
_________________________________
Yeah, sure, whatever you say.
_________________________________
Hey, let go of me!
_________________________________
-What are you doing? Let go of me!
-Okay.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE WHIRRING)
_________________________________
What is this? Where are we going?
_________________________________
To the future!
_________________________________
(THE FUTURE HAS ARRIVED 
PLAYING)
_________________________________
(SINGING) The future has arrived
_________________________________
The future has arrived today
_________________________________
The future has arrived
_________________________________
The future has arrived today
_________________________________
(INAUDIBLE)
_________________________________
(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
We need to loosen those ancient joints.
_________________________________
First the wheels.
_________________________________
And forward, and rest,
and forward, and rest.
_________________________________
Join me! Rest. (HUFFING) And rest.
_________________________________
Is all this resting necessary?
_________________________________
We're working you in slowly.
And reach for your lunch.
_________________________________
Reach for your lunch.
_________________________________
Now reach, to the front.
_________________________________
What is there? It's your lunch.
_________________________________
Now backwards. Is lunch there?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: When do we go
on the simulator?
_________________________________
CRUZ: Good morning,
Mr. McQueen. Looking good.
_________________________________
(YELPS AND GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Why?
_________________________________
This'll get oil to places
it hasn't been in a long time.
_________________________________
-Is that a drip pan?
-Just in case.
_________________________________
How old do you think I am?
_________________________________
Visualize yourself driving fast
down a steep hill.
_________________________________
I'll be back in a few.
_________________________________
Visualize... Wait. Cruz! A few what?
_________________________________
I just want to go on the simulator.
_________________________________
KURT: How's it hanging, Drip Pan?
_________________________________
(ENGINES ROARING)
_________________________________
-'Sup?
-Okay, day three...
_________________________________
Treadmill. I've set a maximum
speed to conserve your energy.
_________________________________
What I want you to do is
visualize beating this guy.
_________________________________
(McQUEEN GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Storm!
-Uh-huh, that's right.
_________________________________
Get him! Get him, Mr. McQueen!
_________________________________
Get him? This thing's only
going like 5 miles an hour!
_________________________________
We'll work up to the higher speeds
right after you take your nap.
_________________________________
-Nap? I don't need a nap!
-(RACERS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
KURT: Hit him with the bugs! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I am not taking a nap!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: All cars in
the test bay simulator...
_________________________________
(YAWNING)
_________________________________
How was your nap, Mr. McQueen?
_________________________________
It was kind of refreshing actually.
_________________________________
Oh! Okay, what are you– Hey!
_________________________________
You've been driving on tires a long time.
_________________________________
Have you ever stopped
to get to know them?
_________________________________
I'm sorry, what?
_________________________________
Tires are individuals.
You should give each a name.
_________________________________
Name them? (SCOFFS)
I won't be doing that.
_________________________________
Mine are named Maria, Juanita,
Ronaldo, and Debbie Richardson.
_________________________________
-What?
-Long story.
_________________________________
 May I have my tires back so I can go
on the simulator please?
_________________________________
Name them!
_________________________________
Uh, Lefty, Righty, Backy,
Backy Junior. Okay?
_________________________________
-Does this make you mad?
-Yes, it does!
_________________________________
Use that! And merge, and yield,
_________________________________
-and merge, and yield.
-(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Now you got some tire damage.
_________________________________
Speed bump, speed bump.
_________________________________
Now clean up your messy garage.
_________________________________
-Bug in your windshield.
-Thank you, Cruz, I'm done.
_________________________________
Mr. McQueen, where are you going?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: To the future.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in April 2017 (cont.)
_________________________________
Okay. Here we go. How do I do this?
_________________________________
-Come on, baby.
-Mr. McQueen...
_________________________________
Cruz, thank you for the old-man
training, as crazy as it was,
_________________________________
but I'm... warmed up enough
and now I need you to launch this thing.
_________________________________
Wait until you can handle it. Please?
_________________________________
-There are no shortcuts.
-(CLICKING)
_________________________________
Okay. We'll just see about that.
_________________________________
STERLING: All right.
My star racer is on the simulator!
_________________________________
Why, yes, I am!
_________________________________
Well, let's see you
take it out for a spin.
_________________________________
Right away, Mr. Sterling,
owner of the company.
_________________________________
Okay. Have fun.
_________________________________
(CLICKS SWITCH)
_________________________________
This is what I'm talking about.
_________________________________
Whoa. Didn't know about those.
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Is this proof enough for you?
_________________________________
Is it ever!
_________________________________
I never thought that time travel
could be possible in my lifetime,
_________________________________
and here it is, right in front of me!
_________________________________
The truth will set you free, brother.
_________________________________
This is beyond anything
I could've imagined.
_________________________________
This means
I could really change my life.
_________________________________
That's right. You can.
_________________________________
Next stop, science fair,
to fix your Memory Scanner.
_________________________________
SIMULATOR: Prepare to race.
The green flag is out.
_________________________________
I don't see the flag. What do I do?
_________________________________
-Go.
-Go?
_________________________________
(REVVING)
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
That's sensitive. (YELPING)
_________________________________
SIMULATOR: You have hit a wall.
_________________________________
Hey, I'm not gonna fix
that stupid Memory Scanner.
_________________________________
(SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-What?
-Wilbur, this is a time machine!
_________________________________
Why should I fix my dumb invention
_________________________________
when you can take me
to see my mom now in this ship?
_________________________________
Uh... Um...
_________________________________
-It shouldn't be this hard, should it? Ah!
-You have hit a wall.
_________________________________
You're fighting the simulator.
Just race like you always do.
_________________________________
-You have hit a wall.
-Whoa.
_________________________________
There can't be this many walls
on a regular track!
_________________________________
You have been passed by
Jackson Storm.
_________________________________
-Wait, Storm's in here?
-For motivation.
_________________________________
Storm races at 207.
Pick it up, Mr. McQueen!
_________________________________
I'm trying!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
I could actually go back to that night
and stop her from giving me up.
_________________________________
-Ahhh!
-You have hit a wall.
_________________________________
Mr. McQueen, come down from there
and we'll work you up to this.
_________________________________
I am fine, Cruz. I can do it, okay?
_________________________________
-Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-(CRASHING)
-Ahh!
_________________________________
-You have jumped a barrier.
-Oh!
_________________________________
(BABBLING)
_________________________________
The answer is not a time machine.
It's this.
_________________________________
This? You want to know
what I think about this?
_________________________________
What are you doing?
_________________________________
I'm sorry, Wilbur,
_________________________________
but you don't know
what I've lived through.
_________________________________
-Lewis, no!
-Let go!
_________________________________
-You let go!
-You're not the boss of me!
_________________________________
Yes, I am, 'cause you're 12, and I'm 13.
_________________________________
That makes me older.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Sorry!
_________________________________
Well, I was born in the past,
_________________________________
which makes me older
and the boss of you!
_________________________________
You have maimed two vehicles.
_________________________________
You have destroyed a drinking fountain.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
You have disabled an ambulance.
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
You are on fire. Danger. Danger.
_________________________________
You are going the wrong way.
_________________________________
Look out! Turn it off!
_________________________________
Get these things off of me!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(CRASHING)
_________________________________
SIMULATOR: You have crashed.
You have crashed.
_________________________________
-Are you all right?
-You have crashed.
_________________________________
I have crashed.
_________________________________
(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)
_________________________________
(POWER SHUTS DOWN)
_________________________________
I am so dead.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in May 2017
_________________________________
CRUZ: It's not easy for him.
STERLING: Cruz, just relax.
_________________________________
-Give him another chance.
-STERLING: I will talk to him.
_________________________________
I'm not allowed to look at this thing,
let alone drive it!
_________________________________
Mom and Dad are gonna kill me,
_________________________________
and I can tell you this.
It will not be done with mercy.
_________________________________
CRUZ: I can still work with him.
STERLING: I know he's your project.
_________________________________
Isn't there like
a time machine repair shop
_________________________________
-or something?
-No!
_________________________________
There's only two time machines
in existence,
_________________________________
and the Bowler Hat Guy
has the other one!
_________________________________
-CRUZ: Are you sure?
-Cruz.
_________________________________
-CRUZ: Well, can't you just–
-Cruz.
_________________________________
Well, somebody's gonna have
to fix this.
_________________________________
CRUZ: It's not easy for him.
_________________________________
STERLING: Look, I'm trying to help you.
McQUEEN: Whoa.
_________________________________
Good idea. You're smart. You fix it.
_________________________________
Are you crazy? I can't fix this thing.
_________________________________
Yes, you can. You broke it. You fix it.
_________________________________
You're all warshed up, McQueen.
_________________________________
(STUTTERS) I'm sorry. What?
_________________________________
I said, the floor's
all washed up and clean.
_________________________________
Oh, right. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
All right, under one condition.
_________________________________
I fix it,
you take me back to see my mom.
_________________________________
What? You didn't even follow through
on our last deal.
_________________________________
How can I trust you?
_________________________________
Well, you told me you were a time cop
from the future.
_________________________________
How can I trust you?
_________________________________
Touché.
_________________________________
So do we have a deal?
_________________________________
-STERLING: Thank you very much.
-Uh...
_________________________________
Good luck.
_________________________________
STERLING: Hey, Lightning.
_________________________________
Come on in.
Got something to show you. You ready?
_________________________________
Uh, for what?
_________________________________
Wow.
_________________________________
You are about to become
the biggest brand in racing.
_________________________________
We are talking saturation on all
continents for every demographic.
_________________________________
Movie deals, infomercials,
product endorsements.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Mudflaps?
-Of course.
_________________________________
We'll be rich beyond belief.
You think you're famous now?
_________________________________
-(LAUGHS)
-(CHUCKLES SHEEPISHLY)
_________________________________
I thought you'd be mad
about the simulator.
_________________________________
I mean, this is all great, Mr. Sterling,
I guess, but I don't know.
_________________________________
I've never really thought
of myself as a brand.
_________________________________
Oh, nor do I. I'm a fan.
Maybe your most avid.
_________________________________
I think of this as your legacy!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
It sounds like something that
happens after you're done racing.
_________________________________
Mr. Sterling, what is this about?
_________________________________
Look, Lightning. I'm not gonna race you.
_________________________________
What? What do you mean not race me?
_________________________________
-Hold on. Hold on.
-I'm not going to Florida?
_________________________________
You have no idea how excited I was
to get you here because...
_________________________________
I knew you'd be back.
_________________________________
It was gonna be the
comeback story of the year!
_________________________________
But your speed and performance
just aren't where they need to be.
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
We're talking about speed
on a simulator.
_________________________________
-Listen to how crazy that sounds.
-Look, I'm trying to help you.
_________________________________
As your sponsor, yes,
but also as your friend.
_________________________________
Your racing days are coming to an end.
_________________________________
Every time you lose,
you damage yourself.
_________________________________
Damage the brand, you mean?
_________________________________
Oh, Lightning, come on.
You've done the work.
_________________________________
Now move on to the next phase
and reap the reward.
_________________________________
The racing is the reward. Not the stuff.
_________________________________
I don't want to cash in.
_________________________________
I want to feel the rush
of moving 200 miles an hour...
_________________________________
inches from the other guys,
_________________________________
pushing myself faster
than I thought I could go!
_________________________________
That's the reward, Mr. Sterling!
_________________________________
Oh, Lightning, come on.
_________________________________
Look, I can do this. I can, I promise!
_________________________________
I'll train like I did with Doc.
_________________________________
I'll get my tires dirty
on every dirt track from here to Florida.
_________________________________
I can start on Fireball Beach
where all the old greats used to race.
_________________________________
Get your tires dirty.
_________________________________
That's how you're gonna
get faster than Storm?
_________________________________
Yes! Exactly! I mean, sacred dirt, right?
_________________________________
Mr. Sterling, if you care about
my legacy, the one that Doc started,
_________________________________
you'll let me do this.
I promise you, I will win.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I don't know.
What you're asking, it's too risky.
_________________________________
Come on. You like it, I can tell.
_________________________________
It's got that little "comeback story
of the year" feel to it, doesn't it?
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
One race?
_________________________________
If you don't win at Florida,
you'll retire?
_________________________________
Look, if I don't win
I'll sell all the mudflaps you got.
_________________________________
But if I do win,
I decide when I'm done. Deal?
_________________________________
Deal.
_________________________________
Thank you, Mr. Sterling.
You won't be sorry.
_________________________________
Just one thing and this is only because
I don't like taking chances.
_________________________________
You're taking someone with you.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in May 2017
_________________________________
(CAR HONKING)
_________________________________
Good day, madam.
_________________________________
-I'm here to change the future.
-Yes, sir?
_________________________________
I must speak with the man
in charge immediately.
_________________________________
-Yes, sir.
-I have an appointment with destiny.
_________________________________
Very good, sir. I'll let Smith know,
_________________________________
and I'll have your dry cleaning
delivered directly to your suite.
_________________________________
-What?
-Now, what time is your appointment?
_________________________________
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
_________________________________
-Are you talking to me?
-Yes.
_________________________________
What time is your appointment?
_________________________________
(DORIS TWITTERING)
_________________________________
Big hand is on the... Oh, 2:00!
_________________________________
You're the 2:00?
_________________________________
Yes. Yes, I am.
_________________________________
You're Mary Johnson?
_________________________________
Yes.
_________________________________
Mary is short for...
_________________________________
Marian?
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
-Can that be a boy name?
-(SIGHS) Yes.
_________________________________
-(CLICKING TONGUE) Then yes.
-(SIGHING) Have a seat.
_________________________________
Oh, goody!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
"Pass off invention as my own." Check.
Oh, I love checklists.
_________________________________
RECEPTIONIST: The board is ready
to see you now.
_________________________________
Wait. What am I going to say?
_________________________________
(DORIS TWITTERING)
_________________________________
I'm never gonna remember that.
_________________________________
Would you... Why don't you go?
You do it so much better than me.
_________________________________
(DORIS TWITTERING)
_________________________________
That's true.
_________________________________
A hat without a head
couldn't really pass off an invention
_________________________________
as its own.
_________________________________
(TWITTERING)
_________________________________
Fantastic! Great idea!
I'm so glad I have you!
_________________________________
"Prepare to be amazed." Oh, I got it!
_________________________________
Prepare to be amazed!
_________________________________
"This is my invention."
_________________________________
"I doubt any of you have seen
anything as brilliant as this device."
_________________________________
Very well,
_________________________________
Miss Johnson?
_________________________________
It's Ms.
_________________________________
You have two minutes. Please begin.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
_________________________________
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
-It's shiny!
-What is that thing?
_________________________________
Well, I like to call it my...
_________________________________
To call it my...
_________________________________
-What are you looking at?
-No! I... The sun, in my eyes.
_________________________________
Well, then let me close the blinds.
_________________________________
Now, the name?
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Well, what...
_________________________________
We can quibble about names
at a later date.
_________________________________
The point is,
what I have here is special, unique.
_________________________________
Yes. Yes, you must love it
and buy it and mass produce it,
_________________________________
and the best part is,
it's got really comfy headphones.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
I wonder, could you lean forward
just a little bit, please?
_________________________________
Yes, thank you.
_________________________________
Yes, they are quite comfortable.
_________________________________
What do you hope
to accomplish with this?
_________________________________
Oh, nothing of consequence.
_________________________________
I simply wish to crush the dreams
of a poor little orphan boy!
_________________________________
After that, it's all a little fuzzy.
_________________________________
You mean,
you haven't thought this through?
_________________________________
Thirty seconds.
_________________________________
Allow me to show you how it works.
_________________________________
First, we turn it on.
_________________________________
Uh... Hmm.
_________________________________
That's not it.
_________________________________
Ten seconds.
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS)
_________________________________
(DINGS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
So where do I sign?
_________________________________
(BOWLER HAT GUY READING)
_________________________________
Doris, it's all over.
_________________________________
All our hopes and dreams dashed,
_________________________________
like so many pieces
of a broken machiney thing.
_________________________________
(TWITTERING)
_________________________________
You're right.
_________________________________
Success is still ours for the taking.
_________________________________
We must find that boy.
_________________________________
-(BAT CRACKS)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(STIR IT UP PLAYING)
_________________________________
Yeah
_________________________________
Ohh
_________________________________
I can't sit here while I go nowhere
_________________________________
Chase my dreams 
through the polluted air
_________________________________
I'm walking on a wire
_________________________________
Running out of time
_________________________________
There's no room in this old heart of mine
_________________________________
Hungry minds will stare you in the eyes
_________________________________
Spread it thick and lay the biggest lies
_________________________________
Words jump off the pages
_________________________________
Passion hits the street
_________________________________
Anger's cookin' in the city heat
_________________________________
World's too crazy I can't take no more
_________________________________
I won't stay here locked behind the door
_________________________________
Got to stir it up
_________________________________
I got to break it up now
_________________________________
When I think about tomorrow
_________________________________
Ooh, I can't wait to
_________________________________
Stir it up 
Got to shake it up now
_________________________________
If I had to beg or borrow
_________________________________
I'm not gonna take it anymore
_________________________________
-Oh-oh oh-ohh-oh oh-ohh-oh
-Come on
_________________________________
-So much pressure to keep holding on
-Whoa
_________________________________
Pack my clothes up, baby
_________________________________
I'll be gone
_________________________________
Stir it up Got to break it up now
When I think about tomorrow
_________________________________
-I can't wait to
-Stir it up
_________________________________
I got to shake it up now
_________________________________
If I have to beg or borrow
_________________________________
I'm not gonna take it no more
_________________________________
________
Imagining in June 2017
_________________________________
(CRUZ PANTING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
You talked him into it!
Way to go, Mr. McQueen!
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Cruz.
_________________________________
You could talk a snowmobile
into an air conditioner.
_________________________________
You're going with me? With that thing?
_________________________________
Yeah. You still need my help.
You're brittle like a fossil.
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
-We got the cable. (MUMBLING)
-I don't need a trainer out here, Cruz.
_________________________________
You're old!
_________________________________
What if you fall on this beach
and can't get up?
_________________________________
 Well, life's a beach and then you drive.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Oh, McQueen.
-Thank you.
_________________________________
This is beautiful.
_________________________________
I can see why Mr. Sterling
said you wanted to train here.
_________________________________
As soon as this thing's booted up,
_________________________________
we'll get you on the treadmill...
and I'll track your speed.
_________________________________
What? No!
_________________________________
The whole idea is getting
my tires dirty. Real racing.
_________________________________
I'm not driving on that thing
_________________________________
when I've got the sand
and the whole earth.
_________________________________
(MACHINE CHIMING)
_________________________________
-Oh, okay.
-Luigi, let's do this.
_________________________________
LUIGI: Welcome, racers,
to Fireball Beach!
_________________________________
Historic home for today's
great test of speed.
_________________________________
Our finish line will be
the abandoned pier in the distance.
_________________________________
All right. Quicker than quick,
faster than fast, I am speed–
_________________________________
That is great self-motivation.
Did you come up with that?
_________________________________
Yeah, I did.
_________________________________
On your mark. Get set. Go!
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
There you go! Felt good!
_________________________________
Hey, what was my speed?
_________________________________
I don't know.
I can only track you on the treadmill.
_________________________________
No treadmills!
_________________________________
Oh! What about Hamilton?
_________________________________
ELECTRONIC MALE VOICE:
Hamilton here.
_________________________________
-Who's Hamilton?
-My electronic personal assistant.
_________________________________
You know, like on your phone.
_________________________________
You do have a phone, don't you?
_________________________________
Racecars don't have phones, Cruz.
_________________________________
Hamilton, track Mr. McQueen's
speed and report it.
_________________________________
-Tracking.
-I'll stay as close as I can.
_________________________________
Your suit will transmit
your speeds to Hamilton.
_________________________________
Fine. Whatever. Let's do this.
_________________________________
Quicker than quick, faster than fast,
_________________________________
I am speed. Come on, Luigi.
_________________________________
On your mark, get set, and go!
_________________________________
HAMILTON: 46 miles per hour.
63 miles. Out of range.
_________________________________
Huh.
_________________________________
That's odd. I didn't go!
_________________________________
(REVVING)
_________________________________
On sand you got to ease into your start
so your tires can grab, okay?
_________________________________
Okay.
_________________________________
You do work with racecars, don't you?
_________________________________
Yeah, but never outside.
_________________________________
All right. Let's go again.
_________________________________
Go!
_________________________________
HAMILTON: 54 miles per hour.
_________________________________
75 miles per hour. Out of range.
_________________________________
-Huh?
-(HAMILTON REPEATING)
_________________________________
Sorry! Got stuck!
_________________________________
-Go again!
-And go!
_________________________________
-Ah! Sorry!
-LUIGI: Go!
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
-Go!
-(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
The beach ate me.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: All right, Cruz,
pick a line on the compacted sand.
_________________________________
You got to have traction
or you're gonna spin out.
_________________________________
Let's do this thing!
_________________________________
On your mark, get set, go!
_________________________________
HAMILTON: 122 miles per hour.
_________________________________
134 miles– Out of range.
_________________________________
-Now what?
-I didn't want to hit a crab!
_________________________________
-You got to be kidding me.
-What? It was cute!
_________________________________
(McQUEEN GROANS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: All right, one last chance
to try this before it gets dark.
_________________________________
Now, you're going to take off slow
_________________________________
to let your tires grab.
_________________________________
And pick a straight line on hard sand
_________________________________
-so you don't spin out.
-Uh-huh.
_________________________________
And all of the crabbies
have gone night-night.
_________________________________
Mr. McQueen.
_________________________________
All right. Let's go again.
_________________________________
And go!
_________________________________
150 miles per hour. 175 miles per hour.
_________________________________
196 miles per hour.
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
All right! Finally! You made it!
_________________________________
Congratulations! How'd I do?
_________________________________
-You topped out at 198.
-198? That's it?
_________________________________
Still slower than Storm.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in June 2017
_________________________________
Lean to the left. Lean to the right.
_________________________________
Come on, Acorns!
Fight, fight, fight! Go, Acorns!
_________________________________
(GURGLING AND SCREAMING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: There's excitement
in the air, ladies and gentlemen.
_________________________________
It's been two decades since
Oakey Oaks has beaten rivals
_________________________________
the Spud Valley Taters.
_________________________________
Down by only a single run,
and with a player in scoring position,
_________________________________
we finally have a chance again.
_________________________________
This excitement isn't about the
fun of baseball, it's not about the prize.
_________________________________
It's about the gloating
and rubbing their noses in it,
_________________________________
the "Nah-nah-na-na-na!
We beat you!" taunting, if you will,
_________________________________
-that comes with the winning.
-Yeah!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: That's right.
_________________________________
Oakey Oaks and the
Honorable Mayor Turkey Lurkey
_________________________________
will finally have bragging rights
again for one full year!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING AND MUTTERING)
_________________________________
But this battle has taken
a heavy toll on our hometown heroes.
_________________________________
After nine grueling innings
and several players out with injuries,
_________________________________
the Acorns are scraping
the bottom of the roster.
_________________________________
Hopefully, there's just enough muscle
on the bench to pull out a win.
_________________________________
Up next... (SHUDDERING)
Chicken Little.
_________________________________
-(CROWD GROANING)
-(CRYING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER:
Clearly a long shot, folks.
_________________________________
Little hasn't been up to bat
once since joining the team.
_________________________________
-He's gonna lose the game for us!
-ANNOUNCER: Wait!
_________________________________
If he can just get a walk
and advance to first, that powerhouse,
_________________________________
Foxy Loxy can step up and save us all.
_________________________________
She's had a terrific game so far.
A shoo-in for the MVP trophy.
_________________________________
Okay, kid, listen up.
_________________________________
You have an itty-bitty,
teeny-tiny strike zone.
_________________________________
There's no way he can throw you out!
Take the walk. Don't swing.
_________________________________
-I have a good feeling...
-Look at me. Don't swing.
_________________________________
Take the walk. You hear me?
Just take the walk!
_________________________________
-But, coach, wait!
-COACH: Don't swing!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Nervous, gangly,
barely able to hold the pine,
_________________________________
Little advances to the box.
He's going to bat from the right.
_________________________________
Make it the left. No, the right.
_________________________________
-The right.
-Easy out!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Left field's
found something better to do,
_________________________________
center field's got a hunger pang
in his second stomach
_________________________________
-and right field's digging for grubs.
-Play ball!
_________________________________
CHEETAH: Why him?
_________________________________
Why now? (SOBBING)
_________________________________
I won't embarrass you, Dad. 
Not this time.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Here's the wind-up,
the pitch! It's a high cutter.
_________________________________
-Ball!
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-(GROANING)
_________________________________
Uh... Strike one!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
I'm not going to sugarcoat it.
I've seen roadkill with faster reflexes.
_________________________________
The catcher lays down
the signals. Here's the pitch.
_________________________________
Curve ball low and outside, he swings!
_________________________________
Stee-rike two!
_________________________________
Ohh!
_________________________________
I said, don't swing!
_________________________________
CROWD: Don't swing!
_________________________________
-No!
-Batter up!
_________________________________
(CROWD YELLING)
_________________________________
That's two in the hole!
_________________________________
One more strike, it's a punch out, folks,
_________________________________
and we're all going home.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Today is a new day.
_________________________________
(IN SLOW-MOTION) Don't swing!
_________________________________
(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
Well, take away my squeaky toy!
It's a hit!
_________________________________
-A hit?
-A hit?
_________________________________
CROWD: A hit?
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Wait! The batter
is unbelievably at home plate.
_________________________________
He's standing in a daze. Run, kid, run!
_________________________________
Go, son! Run! Run!
_________________________________
(CROWD YELLING)
_________________________________
Run!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: There he goes,
headed the wrong way.
_________________________________
-Wait, wait, wait!
-No, no! Not that way!
_________________________________
-Run the other way!
-Turn around!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Wait! He's turned!
I've never said these words before,
_________________________________
but he's actually rounding home plate!
_________________________________
-Goosey steps on home...
-LITTLE: Today's a new day!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: We have a tie game!
They're scrambling in the alley.
_________________________________
Looks like Rodriguez has it.
Nope, it's the center fielder!
_________________________________
Mayhem in the outfield,
as Rodriguez is fired to second.
_________________________________
(BLUBBERING)
_________________________________
Catch is complete, but where's the ball?
_________________________________
Little touches the bag
and keeps going. A hunt for the rock.
_________________________________
The fielders are having a little trouble.
Commotion out there!
_________________________________
-It's stuck! It's stuck!
-Tip the cow!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER:
It's the old tip-the-cow play.
_________________________________
The kid heads for the hot corner,
a stand-up triple!
_________________________________
-Yes!
-ANNOUNCER: Hold up! No!
_________________________________
Incredible! He's going
for the whole enchilada!
_________________________________
The entire ball of wax,
the kit and caboodle!
_________________________________
Go back! You're never gonna make it!
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER:
He's trying to lighten his load!
_________________________________
The outfield behind,
Little's on all cylinders!
_________________________________
He slides for the dish!
_________________________________
It's going to be a photo finish at home!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
(BELLOWS)
_________________________________
UMPIRE: You're out!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(BUBBLING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Oh, folks.
Folks, what a heartbreaker.
_________________________________
UMPIRE: Wait!
ANNOUNCER: Wait!
_________________________________
Wait a cotton-picking second.
Hold your horses, here,
_________________________________
and horses hold your breath.
This might not be over. He...
_________________________________
He's...
_________________________________
Safe! The runner is safe!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: It's all over, folks!
_________________________________
The Acorns have done the impossible!
_________________________________
For the first time in 20 years,
we won the pennant!
_________________________________
Mothers, kiss your babies!
You've witnessed a miracle!
_________________________________
Remember where you were at this
moment. The smells! The sounds!
_________________________________
There's a new winner in town
and his name is Chicken Little!
_________________________________
That was just a lucky hit!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER:
Yes, Chicken Little, it's all yours!
_________________________________
The victory, the triumph, the glory!
_________________________________
And getting doused with a sticky drink
that soaks into your undies
_________________________________
and chafes for hours!
_________________________________
This is one memory you'll savor forever!
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
ABBY: Yeah!
_________________________________
ABBY: Yeah!
RUNT: Yeah!
_________________________________
Yes, yes, yes! We won! We won!
That's my boy out there!
_________________________________
That's my boy!
_________________________________
(SINGING)
I am the champion, my friend
_________________________________
And I'll keep on fightin' till the end
_________________________________
(IMITATING GUITAR RIFF)
_________________________________
I am the champion
_________________________________
I am the champion
_________________________________
But gone is the loser
_________________________________
'Cause I am the champion
_________________________________
Of the world
_________________________________
-(CAR ALARMS BLARING)
-Yow!
_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-Here's the wind-up and the pitch!
_________________________________
-A knuckleball!
-He swings!
_________________________________
-Crack!
-It's going.
_________________________________
-He rounds first, to second!
-It hits high off the wall!
_________________________________
He flies past third
and heads for the plate!
_________________________________
It's a scramble for the ball!
It's gonna be close!
_________________________________
-He is safe!
-(BOTH CHEERING)
_________________________________
-The mighty Acorns win!
-Yes! Acorns win!
_________________________________
The mighty Acorns win!
_________________________________
-Yeah!
-(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
-(SIGHING)
-(YAWNING)
_________________________________
Geez, you know,
_________________________________
I guess that puts the whole
"sky is falling" incident
_________________________________
behind us once and for all. Hey, kiddo?
_________________________________
You bet, Dad.
_________________________________
I... (CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
Unless you think we need closure?
_________________________________
Closure? What's to close here?
_________________________________
Unless you think we need to close...
_________________________________
-Not me.
-It's closed!
_________________________________
-I agree. Vacuum sealed.
-Shut tight!
_________________________________
Okay, great, Dad. You...
Closure, I don't know.
_________________________________
All right. Enough fun.
_________________________________
Good talk. Good talk, son.
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
-Here, I'll give you a push.
-Rock me a little. Help me.
_________________________________
-Okay.
-Okay, I'm up.
_________________________________
Hey.
_________________________________
Good night, Ace.
_________________________________
(CLICKS TONGUE)
_________________________________
Here's the wind-up, and the pitch!
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(CHEERING AND LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Thanks.
_________________________________
Thanks for the chance.
_________________________________
(WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
LITTLE: No!
_________________________________
A piece of the sky?
_________________________________
Shaped like a stop sign? Not again!
_________________________________
BUCK: Hey, son! You all right?
_________________________________
I'm coming! I'm comin' upstairs!
_________________________________
-What's wrong?
-Nothing.
_________________________________
You sure? I thought I heard you yell.
_________________________________
No.
_________________________________
Uh, I, uh...
_________________________________
I fell out of bed.
_________________________________
BUCK: Huh?
_________________________________
-How'd you get over there?
-Over where?
_________________________________
-There. There!
-Where?
_________________________________
How'd you get over there?
_________________________________
Who're we talking about?
_________________________________
Never mind. What's the difference?
Look, the past is behind us, right?
_________________________________
-Mmm.
-Tomorrow's gonna be a new day.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
(GASPING) Please be gone,
please be gone, please be gone...
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Good.
_________________________________
-(HUMMING)
-Ah!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
No.
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
No.
_________________________________
I gotta call Abby!
_________________________________
(WANNABE PLAYING)
_________________________________
ABBY: Uh-huh.
RUNT: Uh-huh.
_________________________________
(SINGING) Yo, I'll tell you what I want
What I really really want
_________________________________
Tell me what you want
What you really really want
_________________________________
I'll tell you what I want
What I really really want
_________________________________
So tell me what you want
What you really really want
_________________________________
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna
_________________________________
Really really really wanna zigazig ah
_________________________________
If you wanna be my lover
You gotta get with my friends
_________________________________
-Gotta get with my friends
-Make it last forever
_________________________________
Friendship never ends
If you wanna be my lover
_________________________________
You have got to give
_________________________________
-Taking is too easy
-(TELEPHONE RINGING)
_________________________________
-But that's the way it is
-Hello! Mallard residence.
_________________________________
Tell you what I want
_________________________________
Runt! Quiet! I'm on the phone!
_________________________________
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna
_________________________________
-I wanna really...
-Runt!
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
(CLAPPING AND GURGLING)
_________________________________
Hey! Where are you?
_________________________________
-We already started. We were just...
-LITTLE: It opened up!
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
LITTLE: All right, guys. Watch this.
_________________________________
-Bizarre.
-(RUNT WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
Okay. Let me guess.
You haven't told your dad yet.
_________________________________
-Well...
-I knew it!
_________________________________
Why haven't you told him?
There hasn't been
_________________________________
-"you, your dad, talk-talk-talking."
-There was talking.
_________________________________
-There was definitely talking.
-Really? What did he say?
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
(MUMBLES GIBBERISH)
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
All right, that's it.
We are doing an intervention!
_________________________________
You have got to stop messing around
and deal with the problem!
_________________________________
-She's right!
-Abby, please.
_________________________________
This is exactly what
fell on me the first time.
_________________________________
There's no way
I'm bringing this up again.
_________________________________
-No, he's not.
-Runt!
_________________________________
Sorry! I'm a gutless flip-flopper.
_________________________________
Okay. I'm sure there's
a simple, logical explanation.
_________________________________
I mean, it could be
a piece of weather balloon,
_________________________________
or maybe it's part of some
experimental communications satellite.
_________________________________
I don't care. I want it
out of my life, gone for good.
_________________________________
Everything back to normal.
_________________________________
Hey, remember when
that icy blue stuff fell from the sky?
_________________________________
Everybody thought it was
from space and stuff?
_________________________________
And it just turned out to be
frozen pee from a jet airplane.
_________________________________
Yeah, that's right. It's frozen pee.
_________________________________
Yeah. It's frozen pee.
Pee, pee, pee, pee pee.
_________________________________
-Could you stop saying that?
-What? Pee?
_________________________________
-Pee.
-How about tinkle?
_________________________________
-Piddle? Wee-wee?
-Whiz?
_________________________________
Okay, subject change.
_________________________________
-Make pishee?
-I don't care what it is!
_________________________________
-(HUMMING)
-(GURGLING)
_________________________________
LITTLE: Are you gonna
help me get rid of it or not?
_________________________________
-(HUMMING AND BEEPING)
-(GURGLING)
_________________________________
-(HUMMING)
-(EXPLOSION)
_________________________________
-(ELECTRIC HUMMING)
-(GURGLING)
_________________________________
Flying Fish! Take cover!
_________________________________
Fish!
_________________________________
-No!
-Fish!
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-(GURGLING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-Aaah!
_________________________________
Come on, come on, come on!
_________________________________
Wait, wait, whoa, son!
Where's the fire here?
_________________________________
Chicken Little has something
to tell you! Tell him. He can handle it.
_________________________________
Who're we talking about?
_________________________________
-(SIGHING)
-Uh...
_________________________________
Gotta go, Dad! Bye!
_________________________________
Ha! You got to be ready
to listen to your children,
_________________________________
even if they have nothing to say.
_________________________________
-ABBY: Sit tight, Fish!
-Fish! We will try to save you!
_________________________________
-(PANTING)
-Yeah!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
I'm sorry! Wait!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
-(HORN HONKS)
-Sorry!
_________________________________
-Curb!
-Ay!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(ALL PANTING)
_________________________________
Fish!
_________________________________
(RUNT WHEEZING AND GULPING)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRICAL FIZZLING)
_________________________________
(WINDS GUSTING)
_________________________________
(THUNDERCLAP)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Abby!
_________________________________
Abby! Wake up!
_________________________________
Come on! Let's get outta here!
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GARBLED GURGLING)
_________________________________
RUNT: Oh, poor Fish!
_________________________________
He's probably stuffed and mounted
like an intergalactic trophy or...
_________________________________
maybe he's a half-living host
_________________________________
implanted with
their face-hugging embryo babies.
_________________________________
One thing's for sure, man. He's gone!
_________________________________
-Gone, man!
-(GASPING) Not yet!
_________________________________
-(TAPPING)
-(GURGLING)
_________________________________
Oh, snap.
_________________________________
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
_________________________________
ABBY: Fish.
_________________________________
(GULPING AND MUFFLED BURP)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Hey! What are you doing? Come on!
_________________________________
Fish.
_________________________________
Fish.
_________________________________
Fish.
_________________________________
-Fish.
-(ELECTRIC BUZZING)
_________________________________
-Where are you, Fish?
-Shh!
_________________________________
I can't handle the pressure!
Go on without me!
_________________________________
-Runt.
-You're just fine.
_________________________________
I'll jeopardize the mission!
Endanger us all!
_________________________________
Throw me overboard
while you still have a chance!
_________________________________
Just leave me some ammo, little water,
_________________________________
some chips if you have 'em.
_________________________________
Calm. Okay, all right. Listen.
_________________________________
-Where's your bag?
-Everything's okay.
_________________________________
ABBY: Now breathe.
LITTLE: Breathe.
_________________________________
-No, slowly.
-Slowly.
_________________________________
Slowly.
_________________________________
Okay. Now, just do the thing
you do to relax.
_________________________________
RUNT: (SINGING)
Well, you can tell by the way
_________________________________
I use my walk
I'm a woman's man
_________________________________
No time to talk
_________________________________
Huh huh huh huh
_________________________________
Stayin' alive
Stayin' alive
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
-(GURGLING)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
ALL: Fish!
_________________________________
LITTLE AND ABBY:
Fish! Are you okay?
_________________________________
Did they hurt you? Say something!
_________________________________
Don't tap the glass.
They hate it when you do that.
_________________________________
All right, let's get out of here.
Where's Runt?
_________________________________
(WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
(RUNT WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
We're next.
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
LITTLE: Run!
_________________________________
Okay! That's it!
_________________________________
We're running back
to your house. Tell your dad!
_________________________________
Okay! You're right, you're right!
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING AND
GARBLED LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Stayin' alive
Stayin' alive
_________________________________
Stayin' alive
_________________________________
-Oh, Runt!
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
RUNT: Push! Push! No!
_________________________________
-Runt!
-No! Not pull! Push!
_________________________________
We gotta get outta here right now!
Come on...
_________________________________
No! Come on, you guys! Hu...
_________________________________
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
_________________________________
Okay, time out!
_________________________________
So, (LAUGHS)
have you been to the mall?
_________________________________
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy.
_________________________________
I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Tension makes me bloat.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Come on, guys! Hurry, hurry, hurry!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
-(WHIMPERING)
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
LITTLE: Look out!
_________________________________
Thanks! Curse these
genetically tiny legs!
_________________________________
Ohh! Aah! (BURPING)
_________________________________
(RUNT BURPING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
_________________________________
(RUNT WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
(BEEPING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
What's that noise?
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
Sorry. Nervous eater.
_________________________________
-LITTLE: Run!
-Wait! Fish!
_________________________________
The school bell! We've got to ring
the school bell to warn everyone!
_________________________________
Come on!
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
LITTLE: Hurry! Hurry!
_________________________________
ABBY: Go! Go!
_________________________________
-Aaah!
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
-(RUSTLING)
-(RUNT WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
It's locked!
_________________________________
(BREATHLESS SQUEAL)
_________________________________
They're... They're comin'.
_________________________________
I need a soda.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy!
_________________________________
-The corner's wrinkled!
-Why are we doing this?
_________________________________
-Come on, take it, take it!
-(DINGS)
_________________________________
Yes!
_________________________________
Come on! Work! Work!
_________________________________
Work! You work!
_________________________________
What happened?
I blacked out there for a second.
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
The sky is falling! The sky is falling!
_________________________________
It was just an acorn. A little acorn!
_________________________________
I can't tell you 
how embarrassed I am, folks.
_________________________________
ABBY: Ring the bell!
_________________________________
Come on, Chicken Little! Ring the bell!
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(RINGING)
_________________________________
(PANTING AND GROANING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Huh? What?
(STAMMERING) Oh!
_________________________________
CITIZEN ON TV:
Now the weather with Riz.
_________________________________
A cold front is moving in so...
_________________________________
The alarm bell has been activated!
Quick! Get a camera crew!
_________________________________
-(BELL RINGING)
-(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
_________________________________
COACH: Chicken Little! You better
have a good explanation for this!
_________________________________
There's, there's... It's a...
You have to... D'oh! Doo wah!
_________________________________
What did he say?
_________________________________
There's... It's a...
You have to... D'oh... Doo wah.
_________________________________
Follow me! Come on!
Hurry! Hurry! Aliens here!
_________________________________
Aliens here!
_________________________________
It's... It's happening again.
_________________________________
Come on! Hurry! Hurry!
_________________________________
Come on. Come on. 
You're about to see it!
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
Quick! Quick! It's taking off!
_________________________________
Come on! If you don't hurry,
you're gonna miss it!
_________________________________
Oh, look! A penny!
_________________________________
-Guys!
-Oh, right.
_________________________________
(ALL YELLING)
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLING)
-Hurry! Hurry!
_________________________________
Come on! Quick! It's taking off!
_________________________________
Come on! Hurry up!
Please! It's right in...
_________________________________
REPORTER 1:
What are we looking for?
_________________________________
-REPORTER 2: I don't know.
-(CAMERA LENS BUZZING)
_________________________________
Uh, yeah. Okay. I know this looks bad,
_________________________________
but there's an invisible spaceship
right there
_________________________________
with aliens
who are here to invade Earth!
_________________________________
Let me show you. (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Ooh, bad throw.
_________________________________
Okay, let me try again.
_________________________________
-ALL: Bad throw.
-We all know I don't have a good arm,
_________________________________
but there's these
cloaking panels on the bottom.
_________________________________
They make it disappear. One fell out
of the sky and hit me right on the head.
_________________________________
Oh, it's the acorn thing all over again.
_________________________________
Eh, there's no story here.
_________________________________
At least we can sell the video to
Chickens Gone Wild.
_________________________________
-I'm telling ya, it was here!
-No, wait! There were aliens!
_________________________________
It's true! They had eyes...
They're glowing and then tentacles!
_________________________________
And maps with planets
with X's through them! Aah!
_________________________________
Runt, that's enough!
_________________________________
Don't make Mommy take away
your Streisand collection!
_________________________________
Mom? You leave Barbra out of this!
_________________________________
Why can't you keep
that child of yours under control?
_________________________________
-What kind of parent are you?
-LITTLE: I'm telling the truth.
_________________________________
Dad! Dad! I'm not making this up!
_________________________________
You gotta believe me this time.
_________________________________
(EXHALES)
_________________________________
No, son. I don't.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) I can't tell you
how embarrassed I am, folks.
_________________________________
I'm really sorry about this, everyone.
_________________________________
Looks like this is just
a big, crazy misunderstanding.
_________________________________
Well, other than the penny,
this whole evening was a wash!
_________________________________
Mr. Cluck, don't take it so hard.
No one blames you.
_________________________________
(GASPING AND PANTING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING AND WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
-(RUSTLING)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________

________
Imagining in June 2017–July 2017
_________________________________
Wasted my whole day.
_________________________________
I wouldn't say that.
_________________________________
It did feel great to be
out here doing real racing.
_________________________________
This isn't real racing. We're on a beach!
_________________________________
All you do is go straight.
How am I gonna get faster if I don't–
_________________________________
Thunder Hollow.
_________________________________
Thunder Hollow!
There's a dirt track there!
_________________________________
That's what I need!
To race against actual racers.
_________________________________
No! Too public! If the press find you,
_________________________________
they will be like many bugs on you.
_________________________________
-Paparazzi! (SPITS)
-Guys, I really need this!
_________________________________
Ah, just leave it to me, boss.
I am a master of disguise.
_________________________________
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
-(CAMERAS CLICKING)
-(CARS HONKING)
_________________________________
FEMALE CAR: All right! Next!
_________________________________
(WHISTLING TUNE)
_________________________________
(COUGHS AND SPITS)
_________________________________
You, sir, are officially incognito.
_________________________________
Nobody's bothering you.
_________________________________
The great Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
I can feel it, guys.
Tonight is the night I find my speed!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Racers, get on over
to the startin' line. Pronto!
_________________________________
(ALL CHATTERING)
_________________________________
All right! No more straight lines.
_________________________________
Just a good old-fashioned oval.
_________________________________
Hey, now! You that out-of-towner?
_________________________________
Uh, yes. That's me!
Chester Whipplefilter.
_________________________________
And I'm Frances Beltline.
_________________________________
-Cruz, what are you doing?
-I'm your trainer.
_________________________________
I'm gonna track your speed
from the infield, Whipplefilter.
_________________________________
Fine. Just stay out of the way.
_________________________________
Excuse me, sir?
Where are the other racers?
_________________________________
Oh, they'll be along.
_________________________________
We always let our guests
start right up front.
_________________________________
-(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Welcome, y'all,
to Thunder Hollow Speedway...
_________________________________
for tonight's edition of Crazy Eight!
_________________________________
Did he say Crazy Eight?
_________________________________
Whoa.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Race fans!
_________________________________
It's time to meet tonight's challengers!
_________________________________
-(SIREN CHIRPS)
-(IMITATING SIREN SOUNDS)
_________________________________
-Have a nice trip!
-(EVIL LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
Protect and swerve!
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLING TUNE)
_________________________________
Cruz! This isn't what I thought it was.
_________________________________
Come on, follow me and we'll slip out.
_________________________________
Rule number one:
the gate closes, you race.
_________________________________
CRUZ: (GASPS) Wait!
No, no, no. I'm not a racer.
_________________________________
Rule number two: last car standing wins.
_________________________________
And rule number three:
no cursing! It's Family Night.
_________________________________
-Excuse me, sir?
-Wait. No, I'm just a trainer!
_________________________________
-Whoo!
-(BOTH YELPING)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: And make way for
the undefeated Crazy Eight champion...
_________________________________
the Diva of Demolition, Miss Fritter!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Boo! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Lookie here, boys.
We got us a couple of rookies.
_________________________________
I'm gonna call you Muddy Britches
and you Lemonade.
_________________________________
Hey, neither one of them
has a single dent.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm gonna fix that!
_________________________________
All right, everybody! Let's go racing!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(MISS FRITTER LAUGHS)
_________________________________
I'm about to commit a moving violation.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Ow.
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Boo!
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Cruz!
_________________________________
RACER: Ha-ha! Watch out.
_________________________________
What are you doing?
Got to keep moving!
_________________________________
I shouldn't be out here! (SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
-Move, Cruz! Move!
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
What do I do? I can't steer!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left!
Turn right to go left!
_________________________________
That doesn't make any sense!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left!
_________________________________
(RACER WHOOPING)
_________________________________
(MANIACAL LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
-Whoa.
-(RACER CAR WHIMPERING)
_________________________________
-Hey, Patty.
-Oh, hey, Bill!
_________________________________
Ahhh! (YELPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
Look, Ma, I can drive– Oh, man!
_________________________________
Nice day for a drive, huh?
_________________________________
Hey, buddy!
Get the (HONKS) out of my way!
_________________________________
-Whoo-hoo!
-(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Hey! I'm driving–
_________________________________
-(IMITATING SIREN)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-Oh, look at my new hat!
-(McQUEEN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
SUPERFLY: I'm flying!
No! I'm not flying!
_________________________________
-(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
-CAR: Get it. Get it.
_________________________________
-I got it!
-(CHEERING)
_________________________________
-Cruz!
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(IMITATING SIREN SOUND)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
CABBIE TAXI: Hey, buddy! Move it!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left.
Turn right to go left.
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa. Whoa!
_________________________________
-Here I come, boy!
-TACO: No, no, no!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Oh, no.
_________________________________
Buckle up, everybody!
_________________________________
It's Fritter time!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
CROWD: (CHANTING) Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
Fritter! Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
We love you, Miss Fritter.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah! Your license plate's gonna
look real nice in my collection.
_________________________________
-Oh, boy.
-Run!
_________________________________
Oh, no.
_________________________________
Remember, obey all
appropriate street signs.
_________________________________
-Cruz!
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-(MUD SQUELCHING)
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Whoa! Hey–
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Oh, my gracious! Miss Fritter's down!
-(ALL GASPING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(REVVING)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
MISS FRITTER: Nobody touches him.
_________________________________
He is mine! (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
You gonna get it now, Whipplefilter!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Come on, McQueen. You can do it.
Come on, Lightning, keep going.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Miss Fritter is
looking to get upright, folks.
_________________________________
And she is not pleased.
_________________________________
CAR: Get up. Get up!
CROWD: Fritter! Fritter!
_________________________________
You about to feel the wrath of the...
_________________________________
Lower Belleville County
Unified School District!
_________________________________
Oh! What the– Wait–
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
No, no, no! No! No!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a winner!
_________________________________
Frances Beltline!
_________________________________
Is that me? That's me! I won! I won!
_________________________________
-Cruz! Cruz! No!
-Ahhh! Watch out!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa. (WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(WATER GUSHING)
_________________________________
-(CROWD GASPS)
-(SPITS)
_________________________________
MALE CAR: Whipplefilter?
_________________________________
-It's Lightning McQueen!
-(ALL SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-CAR: McQueen!
-(CAMERAS FLASHING)
_________________________________
(HORN BLARING)
_________________________________
Fans here at Thunder Hollow
still buzzing over tonight's...
_________________________________
unexpected appearance
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
He has always been my favorite!
_________________________________
My garage is covered from
head to toe with 95 posters.
_________________________________
REPORTER: Tell ours listeners at home
you weren't really trying
_________________________________
-to wreck him, were you?
-So trophy's kind of nice.
_________________________________
Don't you think?
_________________________________
I mean, I know you got like
a billion of them, so you would know.
_________________________________
I still can't believe I won. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
It's pretty shiny.
I have never seen one up close.
_________________________________
Looks like they spent
a lot of money on it.
_________________________________
I mean, I think it's real metal.
_________________________________
Stop. Just stop, okay, Cruz?
You don't even know.
_________________________________
-You don't even have one clue–
-Hey! I was just trying–
_________________________________
Do you know what happens
if I lose this race?
_________________________________
Every mile of this trip was to get me
faster than Jackson Storm. Faster!
_________________________________
I started off getting nowhere
for a week on a simulator!
_________________________________
I lose a whole day with you
on Fireball Beach.
_________________________________
And then I waste tonight
in the crosshairs of Miss Fritter!
_________________________________
I'm stuck in the same speed
I was a month ago!
_________________________________
I can't get any faster because
I'm too busy taking care of my trainer!
_________________________________
This is my last chance, Cruz.
Last! Final! Finito!
_________________________________
If I lose, I never get to do this again.
_________________________________
If you were a racer...
_________________________________
you'd know what I'm talking about
but you're not! So you don't.
_________________________________
(CRUZ GASPS)
_________________________________
Mack! Pull over!
_________________________________
What? Now?
_________________________________
Now!
_________________________________
Ahh! Okay! Pulling over!
_________________________________
Ask me if I dreamed of being a trainer,
Mr. McQueen. Go ahead.
_________________________________
Ask me if I got up in the dark
_________________________________
to run laps before school every day.
_________________________________
Ask me if I saved every penny
to buy a ticket
_________________________________
to the races when they came to town.
_________________________________
Ask me if I did that so I could be
a trainer someday. Ask me.
_________________________________
-Did you?
-No!
_________________________________
I've wanted to become a racer forever!
_________________________________
Because of you!
_________________________________
I used to watch you on TV,
flying through the air.
_________________________________
You seemed so... fearless.
_________________________________
"Dream small, Cruz,"
that's what my family used to say.
_________________________________
"Dream small or not at all."
_________________________________
They were just trying to protect me.
_________________________________
But I was the fastest kid in town
_________________________________
and I was gonna prove them wrong.
_________________________________
What happened?
_________________________________
When I got to my first race,
I figured it out.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
That I didn't belong.
_________________________________
The other racers looked nothing like me.
_________________________________
They were bigger and stronger
and so... confident.
_________________________________
And when they started their engines,
that was it...
_________________________________
I knew I'd never be a racer.
_________________________________
I just left.
_________________________________
It was my one shot and I didn't take it.
_________________________________
Yeah, so, uh, I'm gonna head back
to the training center.
_________________________________
I think we both know it's for the best.
_________________________________
But can I ask you something?
_________________________________
What was it like for you?
_________________________________
When you showed up to your first race?
_________________________________
How did you know you could do it?
_________________________________
I don't know.
I just never thought I couldn't.
_________________________________
I wish I knew what that felt like.
_________________________________
Good luck, Mr. McQueen.
_________________________________
Cruz. Cruz, wait.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
_________________________________
________
Imagining in July 2017
_________________________________
REPORTER: Reports of panic
and mayhem are pouring in
_________________________________
after yet another Chicken Little
incident last night.
_________________________________
In one instance, a family 
of lemmings was sent running in fear,
_________________________________
but unable to find a cliff, they
instead began throwing themselves
_________________________________
(PHONE RINGS)
_________________________________
-from the nearest park bench.
-Hello? I'm sorry.
_________________________________
Hello? I apologize.
Hello? Give me a break!
_________________________________
What? You were trampled?
That's terrible.
_________________________________
I thought rabbits' feet
were supposed to be lucky.
_________________________________
-COMPUTER: You have hate mail.
-I'm sorry. That wasn't very funny.
_________________________________
-COMPUTER: You have more hate mail.
-Hi. What are you saying, sir?
_________________________________
Your hate mail box is full.
_________________________________
Oh, yes. I do see the skywriting there.
_________________________________
Thank goodness the cloud
blocked the last letter. Hello?
_________________________________
-Hey, hey, hey! Watch your mouth.
-(WOMAN SPEAKING ON PHONE)
_________________________________
Yeah? Oh, yeah?
Well, I'd like to see you try.
_________________________________
Okay, I love you too, Mom. Bye.
_________________________________
-(PHONE RINGS)
-Hello? Really. Well...
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
If there was ever a time
to talk to your dad...
_________________________________
It's now.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
It's too late for that.
_________________________________
(RUNT SOBBING)
_________________________________
It's too late, baby, now it's too late.
_________________________________
(SOBBING) Though they 
really did try to make it.
_________________________________
-Runt.
-(SOBBING)
_________________________________
Just think about it.
_________________________________
Something inside has died
and they just can't hide
_________________________________
and they just can't fake it. Oh, no, no.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in July 2017
_________________________________
FEMALE CAR ON TV:
And earn your physics degree
_________________________________
from the comfort of your own home–
_________________________________
MALE CAR: You'll get
that and a $200 gift,
_________________________________
-for $29.95.
-(MACK SNORING)
_________________________________
MALE CAR 2: Now look here, Warden...
_________________________________
FEMALE CAR 2: Oh, no!
He's got a jack!
_________________________________
NARRATOR: Autos over 100,000 miles
also reported trouble sleeping.
_________________________________
You could have 12 worn-out wrenches
or you could have one atomic wrench.
_________________________________
MALE CAR: Throw the old ones out.
This covers–
_________________________________
HICKS: "Champion for the Ages".
 Chick Hicks here.
_________________________________
Coming to you live from...
Chick Hicks Studios,
_________________________________
where I'm joined once again by...
_________________________________
next-gen racing expert, Natalie Certain.
_________________________________
Thanks, Chick. Piston Cup champion
Jackson Storm set a new record today...
_________________________________
when he pulled off
the fastest lap ever recorded.
_________________________________
An unprecedented 213 miles an hour.
_________________________________
HICKS: Wow!
So what do you think, Certain?
_________________________________
Stormy boy gonna start
the season with another win?
_________________________________
Highly likely, Chick.
_________________________________
Based on his recent run times
and forecasted...
_________________________________
track temperatures on race day,
_________________________________
Storm's chances of winning...
are 95.2%.
_________________________________
That low, huh?
_________________________________
Oh, and in case you missed it,
_________________________________
talk of the track tonight
is Lightning McQueen...
_________________________________
finding yet another way
to embarrass himself
_________________________________
at a demolition derby. Whoa.
_________________________________
Almost makes me feel sorry for the guy.
_________________________________
Not really. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Here's what his new sponsor had to say.
_________________________________
Everyone, relax. The 95's gonna race.
_________________________________
Lightning's just taking a somewhat
unconventional approach to this race.
_________________________________
It's one of the things
his fans love about him.
_________________________________
HICKS: Yeah, right!
Talk about humiliating.
_________________________________
If I were old Ka-chow...
I wouldn't even bother
_________________________________
to show up in Florida.
_________________________________
That could be for the best, Chick.
Even if he does race...
_________________________________
McQueen's probability
of winning is 1.2%.
_________________________________
HICKS: Wow!
_________________________________
Numbers never lie.
_________________________________
I'm willing to predict tonight
that Lightning McQueen's racing...
_________________________________
career will be over within the week.
_________________________________
It might even be over now.
_________________________________
I mean, I knew his career
was stuck in the mud–
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
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________
Imagining in July 2017
_________________________________
♪ First you find a can from a rusty van
_________________________________
♪ Bump-bump
_________________________________
♪ Quicker than a dart, make it into art
_________________________________
♪ Bump-bump
_________________________________
♪ That's the way it's done,
it's a lot of fun
_________________________________
♪ Bump-bump
_________________________________
♪ Liftin' my funk,
makin' sculpture outta junk ♪
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-(DEVICE BEEPING)
_________________________________
What's that? (SCOFFS) There we go!
_________________________________
Somebody's interrupting genius!
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Well, hey, there, buddy!
-(CHUCKLES) Mater!
_________________________________
You know, I was just thinking of you
_________________________________
and here you are lookin' right at me!
_________________________________
You see me okay? Hang on a second
there. Hold on. Let me see here.
_________________________________
-That better?
-(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Looking you straight
in the eye there, pal.
_________________________________
Hey, sorry about calling so late.
_________________________________
Shoot, not for me it's not.
_________________________________
I'm always burning that midnight oil.
_________________________________
So get me caught up on everything.
_________________________________
Well, actually kind of hoping
_________________________________
I might hear what's going on back home.
_________________________________
Not much. If you don't
count Sarge and Fillmore
_________________________________
tryin' to run the tire shop.
_________________________________
But tell Luigi not to worry,
Sarge is gonna track down...
_________________________________
every last tire
that Fillmore done gived away.
_________________________________
Other than that, everything's good.
_________________________________
-How's Sally?
-Oh, she's fine.
_________________________________
Keeping busy at the Cone.
She misses you.
_________________________________
Well, shoot! We all do
when you're on the road.
_________________________________
Yeah. You know, I've been
kind of thinking about that.
_________________________________
You know, what we should do
_________________________________
when I'm not on the road anymore.
_________________________________
What do you mean not on the road?
_________________________________
Well, you know.
_________________________________
Mater, I can't do this forever.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
I'm just not getting anywhere
with the training.
_________________________________
If anything,
I've gotten slower not faster.
_________________________________
Shoot, buddy, it'll work out.
_________________________________
Just tell me what the problem is...
_________________________________
and I'll stay right here
with you until we fix it.
_________________________________
That's just it, Mater. I don't know.
_________________________________
And I feel like I'm all out of ideas.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
All right, let me think.
Oh! You know what I'd do?
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
I don't know. I got nothin'.
_________________________________
I guess I ain't Doc when it comes to that.
_________________________________
I would give anything
to talk to him right now.
_________________________________
Yep, there was nobody
smarter than old Doc.
_________________________________
Well, except for maybe
whoever taught him.
_________________________________
Yeah. Wait. What?
_________________________________
Everybody was taught
by somebody, right?
_________________________________
Take my cousin Doyle.
_________________________________
He taught me how to sing
and whistle at the same time.
_________________________________
He was very musical that way.
_________________________________
Smokey. Mater, you're brilliant.
_________________________________
Ah, well... It's all about
the shape of your teeth.
_________________________________
I got to go to Thomasville.
_________________________________
MATER: Oh, well, good.
_________________________________
You know me, buddy,
I'm always happy to help.
_________________________________
Think I am better at that than most folks.
You know, talkin' and stuff.
_________________________________
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_________________________________
(DRUMROLL)
_________________________________
(ROUSING ORCHESTRAL
FANFARE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(RALPH SCREECHILY
SINGING WITH FANFARE)
_________________________________
(FANFARE ENDS)
_________________________________
(LOW, PULSATING RUMBLE)
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
_________________________________
(TRIUMPHANT THEME PLAYING)
_________________________________
(ORCHESTRA CRESCENDOES)
_________________________________
(PERCUSSION BOOMING)
_________________________________
We come in peace
for cats and mice everywhere.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GLASS BREAKS, AIR HISSING)
_________________________________
(POPPING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(ORCHESTRAL FANFARE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
Hey, how you doing? Good to see you.
Thanks for coming out.
_________________________________
(PRESIDENTIAL SONG PLAYING)
_________________________________
SCRATCHY: Itchy... Itchy...
_________________________________
(AIR HORN BLASTS)
_________________________________
(QUIET, OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC
GROWS LOUDER)
_________________________________
(SNAPS FINGERS)
_________________________________
(CLICK)
_________________________________
(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(MUSIC CRESCENDOES)
_________________________________
(LOUD BUZZING)
_________________________________
(MISSILES RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(MISSILES WHIZZING
THROUGH AIR)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(MISSILE WHIZZING)
_________________________________
(MECHANICAL RATCHETING)
_________________________________
(METALLIC CLUNK)
_________________________________
(LOUD EXPLOSION)
_________________________________
Boring!
_________________________________
LISA: Dad, we can't see the movie!
_________________________________
I can't believe we're paying to see
something we get on TV for free.
_________________________________
If you ask me, everybody
in this theater is a giant sucker,
_________________________________
especially you!
_________________________________
(CHORUS SINGING)
_________________________________
PROFESSOR FRINK:
Movie on the big screen!
_________________________________
(THEME PLAYING)
_________________________________
(CREAKING, THUD)
_________________________________
(PEN SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(MARTIN HOWLING)
_________________________________
(ROCK BAND JOINS IN
ON THE SIMPSONS THEME)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(STRAINED GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Excuse me, my heinie is dipping.
_________________________________
-(OTHERS GROAN IN DISGUST)
-(LOUD THUD, GRUNT)
_________________________________
♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
_________________________________
♪ Hey! Hey!
_________________________________
♪ Hey! Hey!
_________________________________
(TO THE SIMPSONS THEME)
♪ Da, da, da, da-da, da, da
_________________________________
♪ Da, da-da-da-da
_________________________________
CROWD: ♪ Da-da-da-da-da
♪ Da-da-da-da! ♪
_________________________________
(SONG ENDS, CHEERING)
_________________________________
All right, well,
thanks a lot for coming.
_________________________________
We've been playing
for three and a half hours.
_________________________________
Now we'd like just a minute of your time
_________________________________
to say something
about the environment!
_________________________________
-(CROWD QUIETS)
-(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(LOUD BOOING)
_________________________________
MAN 1: You suck!
MAN 2: Shut up and play!
_________________________________
-Preachy!
-We're not being preachy.
_________________________________
But the pollution in your lake,
it's dissolving our barge!
_________________________________
(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
I thought they touched on a vital issue.
_________________________________
I beg to differ.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SCREECHY GASP)
_________________________________
Gentlemen, it's been an honor
playing with you tonight.
_________________________________
(PLAYING
"NEARER MY GOD TO THEE")
_________________________________
(ORGAN PLAYING)
_________________________________
For the latest rock band
to die in our town,
_________________________________
Lord, hear our prayer.
_________________________________
CONGREGATION:
Lord, hear our prayer.
_________________________________
(CAR SCREECHES TO A HALT)
_________________________________
MARGE: I hate being late.
HOMER: Well, I hate going.
_________________________________
Why can't I worship the Lord
in my own way...
_________________________________
by praying like hell on my deathbed?
_________________________________
MARGE: Homer,
they can hear you inside.
_________________________________
HOMER: Relax. Those pious morons
_________________________________
are too busy talking
to their phony-baloney God.
_________________________________
(QUIETLY) How you doing?
Peace be with you. Praise Jebus.
_________________________________
(GRAMPA SNORING)
_________________________________
(ORGAN PLAYING QUIETLY)
_________________________________
(VIDEO GAME BEEPING)
_________________________________
-(VIDEO GAME GUNFIRE)
-(BABIES SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(VIDEO GAME SOUNDS STOP)
_________________________________
Now, today I'd like to try
something a little different.
_________________________________
I'm going to call on one of you!
_________________________________
(MAN YELPS)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Now, the word
of God dwells within everyone.
_________________________________
I want you to let that word out.
_________________________________
-Let your spirit...
-FLANDERS: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
_________________________________
(FRUSTRATED SIGH) What is it, Ned?
_________________________________
The good Lord is telling me
to confess to something.
_________________________________
(QUIETLY)
Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay.
_________________________________
An immodest sense of pride
in our community!
_________________________________
Somebody else?
_________________________________
Let the Lord's light shine upon you.
_________________________________
-(HEAVENLY CHOIR SINGING)
-(SNORING)
_________________________________
Feel the spirit.
_________________________________
Let it out!
_________________________________
Horrible, horrible things
are going to happen!
_________________________________
And they're gonna happen to you
and you and you!
_________________________________
-And you!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Whoa, Nelly.
_________________________________
(GOOFY GASPING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BEEP)
_________________________________
People of Springfield, heed this warning!
_________________________________
Twisted tail!
_________________________________
A thousand eyes!
_________________________________
Trapped forever!
_________________________________
(GRUNTING LIKE THREE STOOGES)
_________________________________
Dad, do something!
_________________________________
This book doesn't have any answers!
_________________________________
Beware, beware! Time is short!
_________________________________
EPA! EPA! EPA!
_________________________________
(LOUD THUD)
_________________________________
Believe me! Believe me!
_________________________________
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
_________________________________
Thanks for listening.
_________________________________
Okay, who wants waffles?
_________________________________
ALL: I do! I do! I do!
_________________________________
Wait a minute. What about Grandpa?
_________________________________
-I want syrup.
-I want strawberries!
_________________________________
Something happened to that man.
_________________________________
I'll tell you what happened to him. A
certain someone had a senior moment.
_________________________________
But that's okay, because we love him
and we got a free rug out of it.
_________________________________
What is the point of
going to church every Sunday
_________________________________
when if someone we love has a
genuine religious experience,
_________________________________
we ignore it? Right, Grandpa?
_________________________________
I want bananas on my waffles!
_________________________________
I rest my case.
_________________________________
I'm not dropping this.
_________________________________
Wait a minute! I'm still in the car.
_________________________________
Oh, right.
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
"Take out hornets' nest."
_________________________________
(HORNETS BUZZING)
_________________________________
(FRENZIED BUZZING)
_________________________________
Check. "Fix sinkhole."
_________________________________
(QUIET SUCKING)
_________________________________
(SUCKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-(PLOP)
-(SUCKING STOPS)
_________________________________
Check.
_________________________________
"Reshingle roof"?
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Steady...
_________________________________
Steady...
_________________________________
-(LOUD SQUISH)
-Ow-how-how!
_________________________________
-Ow-how-how!
-(BART LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(YELLS) Why, you little...
_________________________________
I'll teach you to laugh
at something that's funny!
_________________________________
(EXHALES) You know, we are on
the roof. We could have some fun.
_________________________________
What kind of fun?
_________________________________
How about a dare contest?
_________________________________
That sounds fun. I dare you to...
_________________________________
climb the TV antenna.
_________________________________
Piece of cake.
_________________________________
-Earthquake!
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING AND GASPS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Aftershock!
_________________________________
-(PLAYFUL GRUNTING)
-(BART LAUGHING)
_________________________________
FLANDERS: Homer, I don't mean to
be a nervous Pervis or anything,
_________________________________
but if he falls, couldn't that
make your boy a parapleg-erino?
_________________________________
Shut up, Flanders.
_________________________________
-Yeah, shut up, Flanders.
-Well said, boy.
_________________________________
BOTH: Yeah!
_________________________________
Steady... Steady...
_________________________________
Steady...
_________________________________
HOMER: Ah!
_________________________________
-(THUDS)
-(BART LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
LISA: Hello. Sorry to bother you
on a Sunday,
_________________________________
but I'm sure you're as worried about
the pollution
_________________________________
-in Lake Springfield as I am.
-(DOOR SLAMS)
_________________________________
(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
LISA: Lake Springfield has
higher levels of mercury than even...
_________________________________
(DOOR SLAMS)
_________________________________
SWEET OLD LADY: Why, it's
the little girl who saved my cat.
_________________________________
LISA: Lake Springfield is...
_________________________________
-(DOOR SLAMS)
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(DOORS SLAMMING)
_________________________________
(DOG YELPS)
_________________________________
(DOOR SLAMS)
_________________________________
-(BELL RINGS)
-(SHIP'S HORN BLOWS)
_________________________________
(GROANS) Oh...
_________________________________
-(DOOR CREAKS)
-Come on over, Lisa.
_________________________________
You can canvass me
as long as you want.
_________________________________
Milhouse, you don't care
about the environment.
_________________________________
Hey! I am very passionate
about the planet!
_________________________________
Say global warming is a myth!
_________________________________
It's a myth! Further study is needed!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
That's for selling out your beliefs!
_________________________________
Oh, poor Milhouse.
_________________________________
-Dream coming true.
-(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
COLIN: Are you aware that
a leaky faucet can waste over...
_________________________________
-(DOOR SLAMS)
-2,000 gallons a year.
_________________________________
-And turning off your lights can save...
-Enough energy to power Pittsburgh.
_________________________________
And if we just kept our
thermostats at 68 in winter...
_________________________________
We'd be free from our dependency
on foreign oil in 17 years!
_________________________________
-I'm Colin.
-(GASPS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
I haven't seen you at school.
_________________________________
Just moved from Ireland.
My dad's a musician.
_________________________________
-Is he...
-He's not Bono.
_________________________________
I just thought because you're
Irish and you care about...
_________________________________
He's not Bono.
_________________________________
Do you play?
_________________________________
Just piano, guitar,
trumpet, drums and bass.
_________________________________
LISA: (THINKING) He's pure gold!
For once in your life, be cool.
_________________________________
So is your name as pretty as your face?
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(SCREECHES) Ha! Ha!
_________________________________
You okay there?
_________________________________
(LISA GAGGING)
_________________________________
(CHOKING AND GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Twisted tail! A thousand eyes!
Trapped forever! EPA! EPA!
_________________________________
"EPA." What could that be?
_________________________________
I believe it's the sound
the Green Lantern made
_________________________________
when Sinestro threw him
into a vat of acid.
_________________________________
Epa!
_________________________________
Yeah. Uh, thanks for coming over.
_________________________________
Thanks for giving me
your pregnancy pants.
_________________________________
I've never known comfort like this.
_________________________________
(ELASTIC SLAPS)
_________________________________
-(BB'S PINGING)
-(HOMER GRUNTING)
_________________________________
D'oh! Oh, why did I... Oh! Suggest this?
_________________________________
(SHRIEKING) Oh! Aah!
Ow! Ee! Aah! Aah!
_________________________________
(CONTINUES SHRIEKING)
_________________________________
(TIMER DINGS)
_________________________________
All right, boy, time for the ultimate dare.
_________________________________
I dare you to skateboard
to Krusty Burger and back...
_________________________________
naked.
_________________________________
-How naked?
-Fourth base.
_________________________________
But girls might see my doodle.
_________________________________
(MOCKING) Oh, I see. Then
I hereby declare you "chicken for life."
_________________________________
Every morning, you'll wake up to
"Good morning, chicken."
_________________________________
At your wedding, I'll sing...
_________________________________
(CLUCKING WEDDING SONG)
_________________________________
(SURPRISED CLUCK)
_________________________________
(SURF ROCK PLAYING)
_________________________________
(PEOPLE GASP)
_________________________________
I like men now.
_________________________________
Don't look where I'm pointing!
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILING)
_________________________________
WIGGUM: Stop in the name of
American squeamishness!
_________________________________
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(DRIVERS GASPING)
_________________________________
Boys, before we eat, don't forget
to thank the Lord for this bountiful...
_________________________________
Penis!
_________________________________
BOTH: Bountiful penis.
_________________________________
Amen.
_________________________________
(GLASS SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Listen, kid, nobody
likes wearing clothes in public,
_________________________________
but, you know, it-it's the law.
_________________________________
Lunchtime!
_________________________________
You can't just leave me out here.
_________________________________
Don't worry. We found
a friend for you to play with.
_________________________________
Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
_________________________________
(HOARSELY) Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha...
_________________________________
Nelson, honey, where have you been?
_________________________________
Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
_________________________________
Dad!
_________________________________
What seems to be the problem, officers?
_________________________________
Tell them you dared me to do it.
_________________________________
If that's true, then you should be
taking the rap here, not your son.
_________________________________
And what happens to me if it's my fault?
_________________________________
You'll have to attend
a one-hour parenting class.
_________________________________
It was all his idea!
He's out of control, I tell you!
_________________________________
I'm at my wit's end!
_________________________________
(SOBBING) It's so...
_________________________________
WIGGUM: See you in court, kid.
_________________________________
Okay, son, let's get some lunch.
_________________________________
Did you at least bring my clothes?
_________________________________
Shirt, socks, everything you need.
_________________________________
-You didn't bring my pants!
-Who am I, Tommy Bahama?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Oh, this is
the worst day of my life.
_________________________________
The worst day of your life so far.
_________________________________
-Say, Bart?
-What do you want, Flanders?
_________________________________
If you need pants, I carry an extra pair.
_________________________________
I mean, you know how boys are,
always praying through the knees.
_________________________________
Why are you helping me?
I'm not your kid.
_________________________________
We're neighbors. I'm sure your father
would do the same for my boys.
_________________________________
HOMER: Thank you.
_________________________________
HOMER: (CHOMPING)
Mmm, mmm, mmm...
_________________________________
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
-Hey, what's with you?
-You really want to know?
_________________________________
Of course I do.
_________________________________
What kind of a father
wouldn't care about...
_________________________________
A pig wearing a hat!
_________________________________
DIRECTOR: Action.
_________________________________
Hey, hey! It's your old pal Krusty,
for my new pork sandwich, the Klogger!
_________________________________
If you can find a greasier sandwich,
you're in Mexico!
_________________________________
(GOOFY LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Mmm!
_________________________________
DIRECTOR: And we're clear.
_________________________________
Blech! Perfect. Cut, print, kill the pig.
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
What? You can't kill him
if he's wearing people clothes.
_________________________________
(SQUEALS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS, SNORTS)
_________________________________
(MAN SINGING
ROMANTIC POP SONG)
_________________________________
-You're coming home with me.
-(SQUEALS AND SNORTS)
_________________________________
(GUNSHOTS AND BABIES CRYING)
_________________________________
"A thousand eyes." What could that be?
_________________________________
Hmm, I'm pretty sure
a thousand is a number.
_________________________________
Hey, Marge. Isn't it great being married
to someone who's recklessly impulsive?
_________________________________
Actually, it's aged me horribly.
_________________________________
Then say hello to the newest Simpson!
_________________________________
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Homer!
_________________________________
(QUIET GRUNT)
_________________________________
I believe what happened in church
was a warning about precisely this.
_________________________________
Please, get rid of that pig!
_________________________________
Oh, you're gonna love him.
Look, he does an impression of you.
_________________________________
(SQUEALS LOUDLY)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) You nailed her.
_________________________________
He also does me.
_________________________________
(BELCHES)
_________________________________
(MARGE LAUGHING)
_________________________________
You smiled! I'm off the hook!
_________________________________
Ooh.
_________________________________
(HOMER HUMMING)
_________________________________
Oh, you have so many looks.
_________________________________
(PLOPPER SNORTS)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(KISSING)
_________________________________
(VACUUM WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Hmm, so that's what snug is.
_________________________________
HOMER: Who's a good pig?
_________________________________
(BLOWING RASPBERRIES)
_________________________________
Who's a good pig?
_________________________________
FLANDERS: Rough day, huh, son?
_________________________________
You don't know what rough is, sister.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Bart, you know, whenever my boys
bake up a batch of frownies,
_________________________________
I take them fishing.
_________________________________
Does your dad ever take you fishing?
_________________________________
-(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
-Dad!
_________________________________
It's not fair to use a bug zapper
to catch the fish.
_________________________________
If you love fish like I do,
you want them to die with dignity.
_________________________________
(LOUD ZAPPING)
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
I think I have a nibble. (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
_________________________________
-(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
I think fishing might be
more fun with you.
_________________________________
Oh, great. Now, how about
I fix you some cocoa?
_________________________________
No way, cocoa's for wusses.
_________________________________
Well, sir, if you change your mind,
it's on the windowsill.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SLURPING)
_________________________________
BART: Oh, my God.
_________________________________
Oh, wait. I didn't tell you the
best part. He loves the environment.
_________________________________
Oh, wait, I still didn't tell you
the best part. He's got an Irish brogue.
_________________________________
No, no, wait, wait!
I still didn't tell you the best part!
_________________________________
He's not imaginary.
_________________________________
Oh, honey, that's great.
_________________________________
But the very best thing
is that he listens to you.
_________________________________
Because nothing means more
than for a man to...
_________________________________
How did the pig tracks
get on the ceiling?
_________________________________
HOMER: (SINGING) Spider Pig
_________________________________
♪ Spider Pig
_________________________________
Does whatever a Spider Pig does
_________________________________
Can he swing from a web?
_________________________________
No, he can't, he's a pig
_________________________________
Look out
He is the Spider-Pig
_________________________________
(DUCKS QUACKING)
_________________________________
Are we having fun yet?
_________________________________
We are now. You've got a bite.
_________________________________
Whoa, mama!
_________________________________
Oh, no, my good pole!
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
_________________________________
Huh? You're not strangling me.
_________________________________
What the...
Why, strangling's only good for...
_________________________________
Well, it's not really good for anything.
_________________________________
I think the only time
you should lay hands on a boy
_________________________________
is when you're giving him
a good old pat on the back.
_________________________________
Hey, what the hell are you...
_________________________________
Oh... One more time.
_________________________________
-(INCOHERENT RAMBLING)
-(MEOWING)
_________________________________
-(BOTTLES CLINKING)
-Honey, I'm home.
_________________________________
(SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
(GUITAR PLAYING SWEETLY)
_________________________________
LISA: We are at the
tipping point, people.
_________________________________
If we don't do something now, uh...
_________________________________
I'm sorry, I lost my train of thought.
Isn't he dreamy?
_________________________________
-Agreed.
-(GAVEL BANGS)
_________________________________
Okay, so here's the bottom line.
_________________________________
If we don't change our ways right now,
_________________________________
pollution in Lake Springfield
will be at this level.
_________________________________
(MOTOR WHIRRING)
_________________________________
That's not so bad.
_________________________________
-No, the lift is stuck.
-(GEARS GRINDING)
_________________________________
(WHIRRING AND GRINDING)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
Am I getting through to anyone?
_________________________________
Hell, yeah. We need a new one
of those things.
_________________________________
All in favor of a new scissor lift say aye.
_________________________________
-CROWD: Aye.
-No!
_________________________________
This lake is just one piece of trash
away from a toxic nightmare.
_________________________________
But I knew you wouldn't listen,
_________________________________
so I took the liberty of pouring water
from the lake
_________________________________
in all your drinking glasses.
_________________________________
(SPITTING AND GROANING)
_________________________________
MOE: This is why we should hate kids.
_________________________________
This is serious, people.
_________________________________
No more dumping in the lake.
I hereby declare a state of emergency.
_________________________________
Code black.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Black? That's the worst color there is.
_________________________________
-No offense there, Carl.
-I get it all the time.
_________________________________
(TRIUMPHANT
ORCHESTRATION PLAYS)
_________________________________
(SIZZLING)
_________________________________
(MACHINERY WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Uh, sorry, sorry. No dumping in the lake.
_________________________________
Fine. I will put my yard
trimmings in a car compactor.
_________________________________
Uh... Chief, I think there
was a dead body in there.
_________________________________
I thought that too,
until he said "yard trimmings."
_________________________________
You got to learn to listen, Lou.
_________________________________
Let us now make sure this barrier
is completely idiot proof.
_________________________________
-Cletus.
-Yessum?
_________________________________
Try to dump something in the lake.
_________________________________
Okay.
_________________________________
I can't. (STAMMERS) I simply can't.
_________________________________
-Brilliant.
-Very effective.
_________________________________
(SNORTS)
_________________________________
(KISSING)
_________________________________
Ayayay!
_________________________________
Un burro amoroso!
_________________________________
Don't get any ideas. Huh?
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Maybe we should kiss
just to break the tension.
_________________________________
What's going on here?
_________________________________
Uh, nothing, nothing.
_________________________________
I'm not sure that pig
should be in the house.
_________________________________
And by the way,
what are you doing with his leavings?
_________________________________
Don't worry. I've devised a most
elegant solution.
_________________________________
(GROANS) Oh, it's leaking.
_________________________________
It's not leaking, it's overflowing.
_________________________________
He filled up the whole silo
in just two days?
_________________________________
Well, I helped.
_________________________________
Homer, stop. I know it's easy
for your mind to wander...
_________________________________
(CYMBALS CLICKING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) I want you
to really concentrate on me.
_________________________________
I can't escape the feeling that this is
the crisis Grandpa warned us about.
_________________________________
You have to dispose
of that waste properly.
_________________________________
Okay, Marge, I will.
_________________________________
You can take Spider Pig with you.
_________________________________
He's not Spider-Pig anymore.
He's Harry Plopper.
_________________________________
(SNORTS)
_________________________________
(FAINT CELL PHONE RINGING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Y'ello.
_________________________________
Homer, you got to get over here.
_________________________________
Health inspector just
shut down the doughnut store,
_________________________________
and they're giving out free doughnuts.
_________________________________
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
I just got one thing I got to do first.
_________________________________
Well, you better hurry!
They're going fast.
_________________________________
(GUNSHOT)
_________________________________
Whoa, that was close.
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
(FIZZING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
SKULL: Evil!
_________________________________
Drive, drive, drive!
_________________________________
-(SNORTING)
-Oh, right.
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
(CHITTERING)
_________________________________
(SNARLING)
_________________________________
(BUBBLING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Look at that. You can see the
four states that border Springfield.
_________________________________
Ohio, Nevada, Maine and Kentucky.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah.
_________________________________
And if you look real close,
you can almost... (SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
Well, this certainly seems odd,
_________________________________
but who am I to question
the work of the Almighty?
_________________________________
Oh, we thank you, Lord, for
this mighty fine intelligent design.
_________________________________
Good job.
_________________________________
BART: Jabbity, jabbity, jab, jab, jab!
_________________________________
Hey, jab one more eye,
and it's a federal crime.
_________________________________
-Who are you?
-Environmental Protection Agency.
_________________________________
Russ Cargill, head of the E.P.A.,
here to see the president.
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
(RAPID BUZZING)
_________________________________
Mr. President.
_________________________________
Ja. That is me.
_________________________________
Pollution in Springfield
has reached crisis levels.
_________________________________
Oh... I hate this job. Everything's
crisis this and end of the world that.
_________________________________
Nobody opens with a joke.
I miss Danny DeVito.
_________________________________
You want a joke, huh?
Stop me if you've heard this one.
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Look at those angry eyes
and giant teeth.
_________________________________
It's like Christmas
at the Kennedy compound.
_________________________________
You know, sir, when you
made me head of the E.P.A.,
_________________________________
you were applauded for appointing one
of the most successful men in America
_________________________________
to the least successful
agency in government.
_________________________________
And why did I take the job?
_________________________________
'Cause I'm a rich man who
wanted to give something back.
_________________________________
Not the money, but something.
_________________________________
So here is our chance to kick
some ass for Mother Earth.
_________________________________
I'm listening.
_________________________________
Well, I've narrowed your choices
down to five unthinkable options.
_________________________________
Each will cause untold misery...
_________________________________
I pick number three.
_________________________________
You don't even want to read them first?
_________________________________
I was elected to lead, not to read.
Number three!
_________________________________
(LOW RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(INHALER WHOOSING)
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(ROTORS WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(CRACKING AND RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(GASPING) We're being sealed
in a dome! (YELLS)
_________________________________
(THUDS) Whoa!
_________________________________
Oh, what do I do?
I don't know what to do.
_________________________________
If I stay I'm trapped, if I leave I'm alone.
_________________________________
Oh, God! In, out, in, out...
_________________________________
I never saw Venice.
_________________________________
(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
EPA! EPA! Trapped forever.
_________________________________
It's all come true.
_________________________________
That crazy old man in church was right.
_________________________________
(SUCTION POPPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING) D'oh-ome!
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT MURMURING)
_________________________________
(SIRENS APPROACHING)
_________________________________
(GASPING AND SHRIEKING)
_________________________________
All right, men, open fire.
_________________________________
-(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)
-COPS: Ow!
_________________________________
Who's hurt? Raise your hands.
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Without the attitude.
_________________________________
People, people.
I have an important announcement.
_________________________________
I have just perfected
an acid-firing super-drill
_________________________________
which can cut through anything.
_________________________________
-Hey, that's cool.
-(CROWD GASPING)
_________________________________
It's right there.
Just outside... of the dome.
_________________________________
(CROWD GROANING)
_________________________________
(BANGING)
_________________________________
What ruthless madmen
could have done this to us?
_________________________________
CARGILL:
The United States government.
_________________________________
(GASPING AND MURMURING)
_________________________________
(STATIC HISSES)
_________________________________
My name is Russ Cargill,
and I'm head of the E.P.A.
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT MURMURING)
_________________________________
The what?
_________________________________
-Environmental Protection Agency.
-LENNY: Come again?
_________________________________
Look, I'm a man on a big TV. Just listen.
_________________________________
-Springfield has become...
-MAN 1: Whoo! Springfield!
_________________________________
the most polluted city
in the history of the planet.
_________________________________
KRUSTY: Drama queen!
_________________________________
To keep your poisons from spreading,
_________________________________
your government has
sealed you all within this dome.
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Believe me,
it's the last thing we wanted to do.
_________________________________
I do own the company that makes
the dome, but that's beside the point.
_________________________________
What, are you telling us
we're trapped like rats?
_________________________________
No, rats can't be trapped this easily.
You're trapped like carrots.
_________________________________
Wait. We couldn't be more polluted.
Everyone stopped dumping in the lake.
_________________________________
Apparently someone
didn't get the message.
_________________________________
Act natural.
_________________________________
(SNORTS)
_________________________________
Hey, buddy, sooner or later, people are
going to come by and discover this.
_________________________________
Don't worry about that. We found
a way to take you off the map.
_________________________________
G.P.S.: Coming up on your right...
_________________________________
-(BEEP)
-Nothing.
_________________________________
This is Kent Brockman,
reporting to you on a crisis so serious
_________________________________
it has its own name and theme music.
_________________________________
(DRAMATIC THEME PLAYING)
_________________________________
The dome has put
an end to life as we know it.
_________________________________
The town is running low on supplies
of everything from gasoline to Botox.
_________________________________
Moment, please.
_________________________________
Now, as always, (CHUCKLES)
we end our news on the lighter side.
_________________________________
It's the time of year when
the swallows return to Springfield.
_________________________________
(CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(THUDDING)
_________________________________
(SCREECHING ALONG GLASS)
_________________________________
(MEOWING)
_________________________________
(WIND RUSTLING TREES)
_________________________________
(MARGE SIGHS DEEPLY)
_________________________________
I think the thing I miss most
is a simple summer breeze.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Maggie?
_________________________________
(SUCKS PACIFIER)
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: We've got dome
wax, dome polish, dome freshener,
_________________________________
all your dome needs at Dome Depot,
located at the intersection
_________________________________
of the 105 Freeway and the dome.
_________________________________
CHORUS: Dome Depot!
_________________________________
(BELL DINGS)
_________________________________
-Maggie got out! Maggie got out!
-Huh?
_________________________________
Maggie was right there.
Just outside the dome.
_________________________________
Marge, she's right here.
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
This dome can play tricks on you.
You just have to keep calm and...
_________________________________
Oh, my God!
_________________________________
I'm out of the dome. Fresh air! Freedom!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY)
_________________________________
I'll write you. Lead good lives.
_________________________________
(HOMER GROANS)
_________________________________
(MARGE SIGHS HEAVILY)
_________________________________
(SUCKS PACIFIER)
_________________________________
Good evening, this is Kent Brockman.
_________________________________
Efforts to find out whose selfish crime
_________________________________
against the environment caused
our entrapment have been fruitless.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-Until moments ago...
-(SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
a shocking discovery has been made
here at Lake Springfield.
_________________________________
That could be anybody's pig-crap silo.
_________________________________
-(SHRIEKS)
-(GASPS) Homer!
_________________________________
It was you!
_________________________________
You single-handedly killed this town.
_________________________________
I know. It's weird.
_________________________________
Just a reminder. This station
does not endorse vigilante justice.
_________________________________
Unless it gets results. Which it will.
_________________________________
(BUZZER SOUNDING)
_________________________________
You didn't listen to me
after I warned you!
_________________________________
Don't worry, nobody
watches this stupid show.
_________________________________
Hmm, what's that ominous
glow in the distance?
_________________________________
(CLAMORING)
_________________________________
MOB: (CHANTING)
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
_________________________________
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
_________________________________
Marge, look, those idiots
don't even know where we live.
_________________________________
-MOB: Kill! Kill! Kill!
-D'oh!
_________________________________
MOB: (CHANTING)
We want Homer! We want Homer!
_________________________________
You monster! You monster!
_________________________________
Uh, did you see the news?
_________________________________
Honey, come on,
we have bigger problems.
_________________________________
But I'm so angry.
_________________________________
You're a woman.
You can hold on to it forever.
_________________________________
(SNIFFLES)
_________________________________
Okay.
_________________________________
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Homer, you have to go out there,
face that mob
_________________________________
and apologize for what you did.
_________________________________
I would, but I'm afraid if I
open the door, they'll take all of you.
_________________________________
CARL: No, we won't.
We just want Homer!
_________________________________
Well, maybe not you,
but they'll kill Grandpa.
_________________________________
GRAMPA: I'm part of the mob!
_________________________________
Teeny, take out the baby!
_________________________________
(SCREECHES)
_________________________________
(SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(CLAMORING)
_________________________________
(SWEET, ROMANTIC
THEME PLAYING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Here, let me get that for you.
_________________________________
(DISAPPOINTED SIGH)
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
Stay back. I got a chain saw!
_________________________________
(IMITATES CHAIN SAW REVVING)
_________________________________
(SLOWLY, WEAKLY MAKING
CHAIN SAW SOUNDS)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
(MOB SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Bart! Crawl across, hurry!
_________________________________
But if they see you
trying to help us, they'll kill you.
_________________________________
Oh, pshaw! I'm sure your
father would do the same for...
_________________________________
Point taken. Now, hustle your bustles.
_________________________________
Archers!
_________________________________
I'm using a red arrow,
so I know who I kill.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
No, Plopper.
If you push that, daddy will die.
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Hey, my luck's beginning to turn.
_________________________________
Wait! There's something I have to get.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Ooh!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-What'd you get?
-Our wedding video.
_________________________________
-We have a wedding video?
-KRUSTY: Torch his gas tank!
_________________________________
We lost 'em.
_________________________________
Yahoo!
_________________________________
(HOMER LAUGHING)
_________________________________
BART: Ooh! Up here!
_________________________________
Get 'em! Get 'em!
_________________________________
HOMER: Um, little help?
_________________________________
(HOMER HOWLS)
_________________________________
You know, the word "apology"...
_________________________________
is tossed around a lot these days,
but when it comes from in here...
_________________________________
D'oh!
_________________________________
(HOMER SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Mom, what are we gonna do?
_________________________________
Maggie, not now.
_________________________________
We'll play later.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
The sinkhole. Follow me, kids.
_________________________________
BART: Geronimo!
LISA: Sacajawea!
_________________________________
So long, losers.
_________________________________
(THUD)
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
The top of his head is still showing.
Claw at it!
_________________________________
(HOMER SHRIEKING)
_________________________________
NELSON: Ha-ha!
_________________________________
(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
(CAR ALARM WAILING)
_________________________________
(DEEP RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(CROWD SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CLOCK CHIMING)
_________________________________
(CUCKOOS)
_________________________________
Well, they're China's problem now.
_________________________________
(KNOCKING)
_________________________________
Colin!
_________________________________
(NO AUDIO)
_________________________________
I can't hear you!
_________________________________
(MARKER SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
♪ Da, da-da, da-da, da, da... ♪
_________________________________
I never thought my life would have an
absolutely perfect moment, but this...
_________________________________
(SINGSONGY) Lisa's got a
boyfriend that she'll never see again!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Perfect.
_________________________________
(SIRENS WAILING)
_________________________________
(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-What do we do?
-Now we run.
_________________________________
I'm afraid we lost them, sir.
_________________________________
Damn it.
_________________________________
Well, then you find them and
you get them back in the dome.
_________________________________
And to make sure nobody else gets out,
_________________________________
I want roving death squads
around the perimeter 24/7.
_________________________________
I want 10,000 tough guys,
_________________________________
and I want 10,000 soft guys
to make the tough guys look tougher.
_________________________________
And here's how I want them arranged:
Tough, tough, soft, tough, soft,
_________________________________
soft, tough, tough, soft, soft, tough, soft.
_________________________________
Sir, I'm afraid you've
gone mad with power.
_________________________________
Of course I have. Did you ever
try going mad without power?
_________________________________
It's boring. No one listens to you.
_________________________________
Whew!
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
-(GROANING PASSIONATELY)
-(SMOOCHING)
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(SUCKS PACIFIER)
_________________________________
(HELICOPTER BLADE WHIRRING)
_________________________________
-Bart, are you drinking whiskey?
-I'm troubled.
_________________________________
-Bart.
-I promise I'll stop tomorrow.
_________________________________
You'll stop right now.
_________________________________
You come back here, little man.
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(DRUNKENLY) I miss Flanders.
There, I said it!
_________________________________
-Where's your father?
-He went out.
_________________________________
Let's quickly rebuild our lives
while he's gone.
_________________________________
HOMER: Hey, guys?
_________________________________
What's the secret knock again?
_________________________________
Look, I know I screwed up. This is big.
_________________________________
It's huge! We're homeless!
_________________________________
Our friends wanna kill us!
_________________________________
Before we can even
stay in the same room with you,
_________________________________
I need to know
what was going through your mind
_________________________________
when you didn't listen to me
_________________________________
and dumped that silo in the lake.
_________________________________
-(CLUELESS WHIMPER)
-Homer!
_________________________________
I don't know what to tell you, Marge.
I don't think about things.
_________________________________
I respect people who do, but...
_________________________________
I just try to make the days not hurt
_________________________________
until I get to crawl in next to you again.
_________________________________
(SWEETLY) Oh...
_________________________________
(STERNLY) I mean, oh.
_________________________________
Look, I'm really sorry.
But I'm more than just sorry.
_________________________________
I'm prepared with a solution.
_________________________________
I've always been afraid
I'd screw up our lives so badly
_________________________________
that we'd need a backup plan.
_________________________________
And that plan is right here.
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
No...
_________________________________
Nope.
_________________________________
Bingo.
_________________________________
Bear with me.
_________________________________
Ta... da!
_________________________________
(ANGELIC CHORUS SINGING)
_________________________________
Alaska?
_________________________________
Alaska. A place where you
can't be too fat or too drunk.
_________________________________
Where no one says things like:
_________________________________
"Let's see your high school
equivalency certificate."
_________________________________
Oh, I don't know, Homie.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm not saying it right.
_________________________________
Look, the thing is,
I can't start a new life alone.
_________________________________
And I've really come to like you guys.
_________________________________
I just don't see it.
_________________________________
Marge, in every marriage,
you get one chance to say:
_________________________________
"I need you to do this with me."
_________________________________
And there's only one answer
when somebody says that.
_________________________________
Okay, Homie. I'm with you.
_________________________________
Thank you, my sweetheart.
_________________________________
-BART: Mom?
-Yes, honey?
_________________________________
You just bought another load of crap
_________________________________
from the world's
fattest fertilizer salesman.
_________________________________
You'll pay for ruining
this golden family moment!
_________________________________
Homer!
_________________________________
How are we supposed to get
to Alaska without any money?
_________________________________
All right, son, if you don't
believe in me, believe in America.
_________________________________
America, where any man can make
quick money with no questions asked.
_________________________________
________
Imagining in November 2017
_________________________________
_________________________________
Incredibles 2 subtitles first part coming soon
_________________________________
_________________________________
To remember one of the Disney Princesses spending the holidays twenty years ago, go to: Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas - Subtitles (en)
For Olaf's Frozen Adventure, go to: Olaf's Frozen Adventure - Subtitles (en)
________
Imagining in November 2017
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
Klaus. Klaus, the pinata's drooping.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
Hand me the ratchet wrench.
I can fix it. Ow!
_________________________________
Hey, Marlin?
_________________________________
(MARLIN SNORING)
_________________________________
Oh. Hey, guys, I was just...
_________________________________
Ow! Ow! Ow!
_________________________________
Dory! It's not time to get up yet.
You have to go back to bed.
_________________________________
And remember, the anemone stings.
_________________________________
Oh right. Yeah. Sorry.
Back to bed, back to bed.
_________________________________
Hey, Marlin? Ow!
_________________________________
Back to bed! That was it.
Very simple. Bed. Back to it.
_________________________________
DORY: Mmm, got it.
_________________________________
Hey, Marlin?
_________________________________
And we're up. That's it.
Ready to start the day.
_________________________________
-And we were looking for something.
-Nemo.
_________________________________
Right. I remember it
like it was yesterday.
_________________________________
Of course, I don't really remember
yesterday all that well.
_________________________________
(NEMO LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Anyway, I would say the scariest
moment of the trip was the 4 sharks.
_________________________________
NEMO: Wait, I thought
there were 3 sharks.
_________________________________
MARLIN: No. No,
there were definitely four.
_________________________________
But last time you told it,
there were three.
_________________________________
Son, which one of us travelled
across the entire ocean?
_________________________________
-Nemo did.
-(YELPS)
_________________________________
Obviously we had to cross the ocean...
_________________________________
to find him, so you know... He went first.
_________________________________
I guess that's true. Isn't it?
_________________________________
Well, you made it!
You almost missed the field trip.
_________________________________
A field trip? Ooh, I love field trips.
Where are we going?
_________________________________
-I thought you told her.
-I did tell her!
_________________________________
-Uh... Dory.
-Yeah.
_________________________________
Mr. Ray has too many fish
to keep an eye on today.
_________________________________
Uh-huh.
_________________________________
So it would be best if today
you weren't exactly with the class.
_________________________________
Oh. Why not?
_________________________________
Well, you know, you have problems
remembering things sometimes.
_________________________________
That's the one thing I can remember.
Yes.
_________________________________
Okay. And sometimes it's not your fault,
but it can cause you to wander.
_________________________________
And Mr Ray doesn't really have time
to worry about fish who wander.
_________________________________
In other words,
he doesn't have enough help.
_________________________________
Poor guy.
You know, he's so overworked.
_________________________________
-You understand.
-I totally understand now.
_________________________________
-Okay.
-Mm-hmm.
_________________________________
He wants me
to be the teacher's assistant.
_________________________________
Uh... No, not exactly.
_________________________________
I am so honoured. I have never been
a teaching assistant before.
_________________________________
Mr. Ray! You got help.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)
Oh. Okeydokey.
_________________________________
(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-All right, kids.
-All right, kids.
_________________________________
-Today's the day!
-Today's the day!
_________________________________
Our field trip to the sting ray migration.
_________________________________
Sting ray migration.
_________________________________
Now, does anyone know
why we migrate?
_________________________________
(COUGHS)
_________________________________
Come on. You got to know this stuff.
_________________________________
Migration is about going back to...
_________________________________
-Bed!
-Yes!
_________________________________
-No.
-No.
_________________________________
-The sand!
-No! Migration is about going home.
_________________________________
-Home.
-Which is where you're from.
_________________________________
Where you're from.
_________________________________
Can someone tell me
where they're from?
_________________________________
-I live by a giant rock.
-I live 3 coral caves away from here.
_________________________________
My house is covered in algae.
_________________________________
Where'd you grow up, Dory?
_________________________________
Me? Um, I don't know.
_________________________________
My family. Where are they?
_________________________________
-Can I help you?
-(STUDENTS LAUGHING)
_________________________________
I'm sorry. Did I forget again?
You see, I suffer from–
_________________________________
STUDENTS: Short-term memory loss.
_________________________________
How can you remember your family
if you have short-term memory loss?
_________________________________
Good question. See, I can remember
some things because well...
_________________________________
They make sense.
Like, um, I have a family.
_________________________________
I know because I've-- I must have
come from somewhere. Right?
_________________________________
Everyone has a family.
_________________________________
I may not remember their names
and what they look like.
_________________________________
And I may not even be able to
ever find them again, but, um...
_________________________________
-What were we talking about?
-Mommies and daddies.
_________________________________
Mommies and daddies. Right.
_________________________________
Why are we talking about
mommies and daddies? Oh. Oh!
_________________________________
That class. Uh-oh. Why me? Okay.
_________________________________
You guys seem a little young,
but, um, okay.
_________________________________
You see, kids,
when two fish love each other...
_________________________________
And we'll stop right there.
_________________________________
Climb aboard, explorers.
_________________________________
I feel a migration song coming on.
_________________________________
♪ Oh...
_________________________________
♪ Migration, migration
let's learn about migration
_________________________________
♪ It's nature's inspiration
to move around the sea
_________________________________
♪ Here's a scientific promise
That a fish who's Oceanodromous
_________________________________
♪ Where did everyone go? I'm by myself
Oh there they are. I'm back
_________________________________
♪ Plus or minus 4 degrees
based on solar positioning ♪
_________________________________
Oh, kids stay away from the edge.
_________________________________
Okay, you hear that? Okay, everybody
stay back from the edge. Come on.
_________________________________
-Okay, that's too far.
-That's too far.
_________________________________
Come on. Come on.
Get back over here. Back this way.
_________________________________
-Now, I need everyone to listen to me.
-All right, listen up!
_________________________________
-When the rays pass through here...
-The rays, gonna pass through.
_________________________________
What do we have to be careful of?
_________________________________
Everybody has to be careful of what?
Hmm?
_________________________________
ALL: The undertow!
MR. RAY: That's right.
_________________________________
That's right. The under... The undertow?
_________________________________
MR. RAY: Because the current created
by all the flapping is very strong.
_________________________________
And if you're not careful,
you can get pulled into...
_________________________________
Mr. Ray! So how do the stingrays
all know where to go?
_________________________________
That's what an instinct is, Nemo.
_________________________________
Something deep inside you that feels
so familiar that you have to listen to it.
_________________________________
Like a song you've always known.
And I can hear mine now!
_________________________________
STINGRAYS: ♪ To and fro,
our hearts know where to go
_________________________________
♪ Beating like a drum
it sends us back to where we're from
_________________________________
♪ Oh... we're going home
_________________________________
-♪ We know who we are...
-(STUDENTS GASPING)
_________________________________
♪ And it's time to travel far
_________________________________
♪ For days and nights we'll roam,
to make our way back home
_________________________________
♪ Oh... we're going home
_________________________________
-♪ Swimming to and fro,
-Wow!
_________________________________
♪ Our hearts know where to go
_________________________________
♪ Beating like a drum, it sends us back
to where we're from 
_________________________________
We see the undertow
and we say... (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-ALL: Dory!
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Dory!
_________________________________
MR. RAY: Dory! Dory!
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Is she dead?
-MR. RAY: No, she's not dead.
_________________________________
-STUDENTS: Aw. Oh man.
-Give her some space, everybody.
_________________________________
The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
_________________________________
The Jewel of Morro Bay, California?
_________________________________
I remembered something so I...
_________________________________
(GASPS) I remembered something!
_________________________________
I actually remembered something!
Something important.
_________________________________
Something important?
What? What was it?
_________________________________
Uh... I'm not sure any more,
but I can still feel it. It's right there.
_________________________________
All right, thank you, Mr Ray.
_________________________________
Okay, come on. Try to remember better.
Don't be such a Dory, Dory.
_________________________________
Hmm. I don't know. I– Hold on. Hold on.
_________________________________
-Uh... Oh. Oh!
-What? Did you remember?
_________________________________
Ugh, I don't remember.
It was something... It was...
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh! It was something about the...
_________________________________
-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
My family!
(GASPS) I remember my family!
_________________________________
They're out there somewhere.
I have to find them.
_________________________________
Guys, you got to help me.
Guys! Guys! Hello?
_________________________________
Guys! Where are you?
_________________________________
-MARLIN: Dory!
-Hello?
_________________________________
-Dory!
-Ah! Where did you go?
_________________________________
-You were the one to go.
-My parents. I remembered them.
_________________________________
What? What did you remember?
_________________________________
I remembered them! My mom. My dad.
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I have a family. Oh! They don't know
where I am. Let's go. We have to go.
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Dory, no. No! This is crazy!
Where exactly are you trying to go?
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To the Gem of the Baltic?
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-The Jewel of Morro Bay, California.
-Yes!
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No, Dory. California's all the way
across the ocean.
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Then we'd better get going.
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How come every time we're on the edge
of this reef, one of us is trying...
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to leave?
For once, can't we just enjoy the view?
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How can you be talking about the view
when I remembered my family?
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No! We've done our ocean travels.
That part of our lives is over.
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The only reason to travel
in the first place is so...
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-you don't have to travel ever again.
-Yeah, but I want to...
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(MARLIN GROANS AND COUGHS)
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-Dory, look...
-Please.
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All I know is that I miss them.
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I really, really miss them.
I didn't know what that felt like.
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Do you know what that feels like?
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(SIGHS)
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Yes, I know what that feels like.
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I don't want to forget this.
Somewhere out there is my family.
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Please, Marlin,
I can't find them on my own.
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I'll forget.
Please help me find my family.
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Yeah, Dad, you can get us all the way
across the ocean. Right?
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No. (SIGHS)
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But I know a guy.
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Incredibles 2 subtitles part 2 coming soon
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For the part of the John Debney collection, go to: The Emperor's New Groove - Subtitles (en)
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Imagining in December 2017
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I told you to stay away from me.
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(GULPING)
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I am still gonna
squeeze the life out of you.
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But before I do,
can you find me some more?
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Uh, here, more of these. You know...
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-(IMITATES GOBBLING)
-(GROWLING)
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No. Stop. What are you doing?
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Hey, wait.
Can you take me to the berries?
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Where are you going?
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I knew it. I'm gonna die out here.
Because of you.
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Hey. Hey. What are you doing?
No, no, no. Stop!
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(ARLO YELLS)
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ARLO: Hey. Hey. No. Stop!
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(SCREAMING)
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Ooh.
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Ow. Ow.
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Why you little... Come back here!
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(SNIFFING)
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(PANTING)
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(GASPS) Berries!
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ARLO: Oh!
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(GRUNTING)
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-(CHUCKLES)
-(GROWLING)
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-What's with you?
-(CONTINUES GROWLING)
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They're right here. Crazy critter.
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-(SNARLING)
-(SCREAMING)
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(YELLING)
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(GRUNTS)
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-(GASPS)
-(HISSING AND SNARLING)
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(GROWLING)
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(ARLO YELLING)
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(PANTING)
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-VOICE: Hello.
-(ARLO GASPS)
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Hello?
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VOICE: We've been watching you.
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(GASPS)
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We thought you were going to die,
but then you didn't.
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(GASPS)
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That creature protected you.
_________________________________
-Why?
-I don't know.
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I'm going home. Do you know
how far Clawtooth Mountain is?
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(CHIRPING)
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Good idea. We want him.
_________________________________
Why?
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Because it's terrifying out here.
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He can protect me like my friends.
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This is Fury.
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He protects me from the creatures
that crawl in the night.
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This is Destructor.
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She protects me from mosquitoes.
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This is Dream Crusher.
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He protects me
from having unrealistic goals.
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And this is Debbie.
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(CHIRPING)
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Yes, we need him.
_________________________________
What is his name?
_________________________________
A name? I don't know.
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Hmm. Then I will meditate on this.
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Hmm...
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I name him, I keep him. Hmm...
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Killer.
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Hmm... Beast.
_________________________________
Hmm... Murderer.
_________________________________
-Hmm...
-Uh... Grubby!
_________________________________
-Funeral Planner?
-Uh, Cootie!
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-Hmm... Hemorrhoid.
-Uh, Squirt!
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-Uh, Frank!
-Stinky!
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-Maniac!
-Funky!
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-Violet.
-Spike!
_________________________________
-Lunatic.
-Spot!
_________________________________
Spot! Come here, Spot. Come here.
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He is named.
You clearly are connected.
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Good for you.
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On your path to Clawtooth Mountain
that creature will keep you safe.
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-Don't ever lose him.
-(CHIRPING)
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No. No. You can't have him, Debbie.
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-No, no, no. Debbie!
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Debbie! Stop! You're better than this.
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No, no, no! Come back! Debbie!
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(BOTH LAUGH)
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