McQueen: OK... Here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed.
McQueen: One winner. 42 losers. I eat losers for breakfast.
McQueen: Breakfast. Wait, maybe I should have had breakfast. A little breck-y could be good for me. No,no,no, stay focused. Speed.
McQueen: I'm faster than fast. Quicker than quick. I am Lightning!
Mack: (knock-knock)Hey Lightning, are you ready?
McQueen: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
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McQueen: Ka-chow!
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Seller: Get your antenna here!
Fans: You got that right, Slick.
Bob Cutlass: Welcome back to the Dinoco 400. I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend, Darrel Cartrip. We're midway through what may turn out to be a historic day for racing.
Darrel Cartrip: Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof right now. If this gets more exciting, they're gonna have to tow me outta the booth!
Bob Cutlass: Right you are, Darrell. Three cars are tied for the season points lead, heading into the final race of the season. And the winner of this race Darrell, will win the season title and, the Piston Cup. Does The King, Strip Weathers, have one more victory in him before retirement?
Darrell: He's been Dinoco's golden boy for years! Can he win them one last Piston Cup?
Bob: And, as always, in the second place spot we find Chick Hicks. He's been chasing that tailfin his entire career.
Darrell: Chick thought this was his year, Bob. His chance to finally emerge from The King's shadow. But the last thing he expected was...Lightning McQueen!
Bob: You know, I don't think anybody expected this. The rookie sensation come into the season unknown. But everyone knows him now.
Darrell: Will he be the first rookie to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
Bob: The legend, the runner up, and the rookie! Three cars, one champion!
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Chick: No you don't.
Fans: Oohh. What a ride!
Chick: Hahaha
Fans: Go get'em, McQueen! Go get'em!
Fans: We love you, Lightning!
Chick: Dinoco is all mine.
Race car: Ahhhh!
Darrell: Trouble, turn three!
Chick: Haha. Get through that, Mcqueen.
Bob: Ouw.. A huge crash behind the leaders!
Fans: Wahh!!
Bob: Wait a second, Darrell. McQueen is in the wreckage.
Darrell: There's no way the rookie can make it through! Not in one piece that is.
Mia & Tia: Lightning, ahhh.
Darrell: Look at that, McQueen made it through!
Bob: Man, a spectacular move by Lightning McQueen.
McQueen: Yeah! Ka-chow!
Fans: McQueen (7X)
Fan: Yeah McQueen! Ka-chow!
Bob: While everyone else heads into the pits, McQueen stays out to take the lead!
Broken car: Don't take me out coach. I can still race!
Chick: Haha. What do you think boys? A thing of beauty.
Chick's coach: McQueen made it through!
Chick: What?
Chick's coach: He's not pitting!
Chick: Come on! Get me out there! Let's go! Get me back out there! Come on!
Bob: McQueen's not going into the pits!
Darrell: You know the rookie just fired his crew chief. That's the third one this season!
Bob: Well he says he likes working alone Darrell.
Chick's coach: Go, go, go!
Bob: Looks like Chick got caught up in the pits.
Darrell: Yeah, after a stop like that, he's got a lot of ground to make up.Get ready boys, we're coming to the restart!
Chick: Come on, come on, come on!
McQueen's crew: We need tires now! Come on, let's go!
McQueen: No,no,no,no! No tires, just gas!
McQueen's crew: What! You need tires, you idiot!
Darrell: Looks like it's all gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
Bob: That's right. No tires again.
Darrell: Normally I said a short-term gain, long-term loss, but it's sure is workin' for him. He obviously knows somethin' we don't know.
Bob: This is it Darrell, one lap to go and Lightning McQueen has a huge lead.
Darrell: All he's got it in the bag. Call in the dogs and put out the fire! We're gonna crown us a new champion!
McQueen: Checkered flag, here I come!
Darrell: Oh, no! McQueen has blown a tire!
Bob: And with only one turn to go! Can he make it?
McQueen's crew: You fool!
The King's Coach: McQueen's blown a tire!, McQueen's blown a tire! Go,go,go!
Darrell: He lost another tire! The King and Chick are coming up fast!
Bob: They're entering turn three!
McQueen: Come on.
Darrell: I don't belive what I'm watching, Bob!
Darrell: Lightning McQueen is hundred feet from his Piston Cup!
Bob: The King and Chick rounding turn four.
Darrell: Down the stretch they come! And it's, and it's...
Bob: It's too close to call! Too close to call!
Darrell: I don't belive it! (2X)
Mia & Tia: Lightning!
Bob: The most spectacular, amazing unequivocally, unbelievable ending in the history of the world! And we don't even know who won!
Darrell: Look at that!
Security: Hey, no cameras! Get outta here!
Kori Turbowitz: We're here in Victory Lane, awaiting the race results. McQueen that was quite a risky move, not taking tires.
McQueen crew: Tell me about it.
Kori Turbowitz: Are you sorry you don't have a crew chief out there?
McQueen's Crew: Hah!
McQueen: Oh Kori. There's a lot more to racing than just winning. I mean, taking the race by a full lap... Where's the entertainment in that? No no no... I wanted to give folks a little sizzle.
McQueen's crew: Sizzle?
McQueen: Am I sorry I don't have a crew chief? No, I'm not. Cause I'm a one-man show.
McQueen crew: Whats? Oh, yeah right.
Kori Turbowitz: That was a very confident Lightning McQueen. Coming to you live from Victory Lane, I'm Kori Turbowitz.
Cameramen: Hey, get out of the shot!
McQueen: Yo, Chuck, what are you doing? You're blocking the camera. Everyone wants to see the bolt.
McQuenn crew: What?
McQueen: Now, back away.
McQueen's crew: Ahh! That's it. Come on guys.
McQueen: Whoa, team! Where are going?
McQueen's crew: We quit, Mr. One-Man Show!
McQueen: Oh, OK, leave. Fine. Hahaha. How will I ever find anyone else who knows how to fill me up with gas? Adios Chuck!
McQueen's crew: And my name is not Chuck!
McQueen: Oh, whatever.
Chuck: Hey, Lightning! Yo! McQueen! Seriously, that was some pretty darn nice racin' out there. By me! Hahaha!
Chick's crew: Zinger
Chick: Welcome to the Chick era, baby! The Piston Cup... It's mine dude. It's mine. Hey fellas, how do you think I'm look in Dinoco blue? Dinoco blue! Hahaha!
McQueen: In your dreams Thunder.
Chick: Yeah, right. Thunder? What's he talkin' about, "Thunder"?
McQueen: You know, cause' thunder always comes after lightning. Pew, Kaka-phow!
Chick: Who here knew about the thunder thing?
Chick's crew: I didn't.
Cameramen: Give us the bolt!
Cameramen: That's right.
Cameramen: Right in the lens.
Cameramen: Show me the bolt, baby!
Cameramen: Smile, McQueen!
Cameramen: Show me the bolt, McQueen!
Cameramen: That's it!
Tex: Ohh we, that was one close finish. You sure made Dinoco proud. Thank you, King.
The King: Well, Tex, you've been good to me all these years. It's the least I could do.
Dear: Whatever happens, you're winner to me, you old daddy rabbit.
The King: Thanks, dear. We wouldn't be nothing without you.
Mia: I'm Mia.
Tia: I'm Tia.
Mia & Tia: We're like your biggest fans! Ka-chow!
McQueen: I love being me.
Security: OK, girls, that's it.
Mia & Tia: We love you, Lightning!
Some guys far away: We love you more!!
The King: Hey, buddy. You're one gutsy racer.
McQueen: Oh, hey, Mr. The King.
The King: You got more talent in one lug nut than a lot of cars has got in their whole body.
McQueen: Really? Oh, that...
The King: But you're stupid.
McQueen: Excuse me?
The King: This ain't a one-man deal, kid. You need to wise-up and get you self a good crew chief and a good team. And you ain't gonna win unless you got good folks behind you, and you let them do their job, like they should. Like I tell the boys at the shop...
McQueen: A good team. Yeahhh.
Dreaming Song.
Mia & Tia: Oh, McQueen.
The King: If you figure that out, you just gonna be OK.
McQueen: Oh, yeah, that.. That is spectacular advice. Thank you Mr. The King.
Speaker: Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in Piston Cup history...
McQueen: A rookie has won the Piston Cup. Yes!!
Speaker: We have a three-way tie.
Chick: Oh, ho. Hey, McQueen, that must be really embarrassing. But I wouldn't be worry
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Speaker: Piston Cup officials have determined that a tiebreaker race between the three leaders will be held in California in one week.
Chick: Well, thank you! Thanks to all of you out there! Thank you! Hey, rook, first one to California gets Dinoco all to himself. Ahh! No, not me! No, you rock, and you know that!
Balloon: Oh, yeah! Woaah!!
McQueen: First one to California gets Dinoco all to himself. Ohh, we'll see who gets there first, Chick. Huh?
Mack: Hey, kid! Congrats on the tie.
McQueen: I don't want to talk about it. Come on, let's go, Mack. Saddle up. What'd you do with my trailer?
Mack: I parked it at your sponsor's tent.
McQueen: What?
Mack: You gotta make your personal appearance.
McQueen: No. No! No,no,no,no!
McQueen: Yes, yes, yes! Lightning McQueen here. And I use Rust-eze Medicated Bumper Ointment, new rear end formula! Nothing soothes rusty bumper like Rust-eze.
McQueen: Wow! Look at that shine! Use Rust-eze and you too can look like me! Ka-chow!
Rust-eze Car: Hahaha. I met this car from Swampscott. He was so rusty he didn't even cast a shadow.
Rust-eze Van: You could see his dirty undercarriage. Hahaha.
McQueen: Uahh! I hate rusty cars. This is not good for my image.
Mack: They did give you your big break. Besides, it's in your contract.
McQueen: Oh, will you stop please? Just go get hooked up.
Rust-eze Van: Winter is a grand old time.
Rust-eze Car: Of this there are no ifs or buts.
Rust-eze Van: But remember, all that salt and grime...
Rust-eze Car: Can rust your bolts and freeze your...
Rust-eze Van: Hey look! There he is! Our almost champ! Victory ran to your rear end in here, kid.
Fan: Lightning McQueen, you are wicked fast!
Fan: That race was a pisser!
Fan: You were booking McQueen!
McQueen: Give me a little room guys.
Fred: You're my hero Mr.McQueen.
McQueen: Yes, I know. Fred, Fred, thank you.
Fred: He knows my name. He knows my name!
Rust-eze Van: Looking good, Freddie!
Rust-eze Car: Thanks to you Lightning, we had a banner year!
Rust-eze Van: We might clear enough to buy you some headlights.
Rust-eze Car: Are you saying he doesn't have headlights?
Rust-eze Van: That's what I'm telling ya. It's just stickers!
McQueen: Well, you know, racecars don't need headlights, because the track is always lit.
Rust-eze Car: Yeah, well,so is my brother, but he still needs headlights.
Hahaha
McQueen: Hahaha! Ha!! Hahaha!!
Rust-eze Car: Ladies and gentlemen, Lightning McQueen!
Fans: Free Bird!
McQueen: You know, the Rust-eze Medicated Bumper Ointment team ran a great race today. And remember, with a little Rust-eze...And an insane amount of luck, you too can look like me. Ka-chow.
Rust-eze Car: Hey, kid.
Rust-eze Van: We love ya. And we're looking forward to another great year. Just like this year. Hahaha.
McQueen: Not on your life.
Rust-eze Car: Don't drive like my brother!
Rust-eze Van: Oh Yeah, don't drive like my brother!
Mack: California, here we come!
McQueen: Dinoco, here we come!
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McQueen: I needed this. Hello?
Harv: Is this Lightning McQueen, the world's fastest racing machine?
McQueen: Is this Harv, the world's greatest agent?
Harv: And it is such a honor to be your agent and it almost hurts to take ten percent of your winnings and merchandising. And ancillary rights in perpetuity. Anyway, what a race! Hot champ! I didn't see it, but I heard you were great.
McQueen: Thanks, Harv.
Harv: Listen, they're giving you 20 tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali. I'll pass 'em on to your friends. You shoot me the names. You let Harv rock it for you. All right, baby?
McQueen: Right. Friends. Yes, there's a...
Harv: OK, I get it, Mr.Popular. So many friends you can't even narrow it down. Hey, when you get to town, you better make time for your best friend! You gotta break bread with your mishpoacheh here!
McQueen: Yeah, yeah, that'd be great! We should totally...
Harv: Ok, I gotta jump, kid. Let me know how it goes. I'm out.
McQueen: What? A minivan? Oh, come on Mack, you're in the slow lane. This is Lightning McQueen you're hauling here.
Mack: Just stopping off for a quick breather, kid. Old Mack needs a rest.
McQueen: Absolutely not.
McQueen: We're driving straight to all night till we get to California. We agreed to it.
Mack: All night? May I remind you, federal DOT regs state...
McQueen: Come on, I need to get there before Chick get hang with Dinoco.
Mack: Ahh, all those sleeping trucks. Hey kid, I don't know if I can make it.
McQueen: Oh, sure you can, Mack. Look, it'll be easy. I'll stay up with you.
Mack: All night?
McQueen: All night long.
McQueen: Zzzzz...
DJ Song
Snot Rod: Ah, ahh, achowww!
Wingo: Hahaha!
Boost: Hey, yo, DJ.
DJ: What up?
Boost: We got ourselves a nodder.
DJ: Hahaha.
Mack: Pretty music.
Boost: Yo, Wingo! Lane change, man.
Wingo: Right back at ya! Hahaha.
Snot Rod: Yeah!
Boost: Oops! I missed.
Snot Rod: You going on vacation?
Tuner team: Hahaha.
Boost: Oh, no, Snot Rod...
Wingo: He's gonna blow!
Snot Rod: Ahh...ahhh...ahhh...achoowww!!!
Mack: Gesundheit! Hoho. One should never drive while drowsy.
McQueen: MACK!
McQueen: Mack!
McQueen: Mack!
McQueen: Hey,Mack! Mack!
McQueen: Mack!
McQueen: Mack,wait for me!
McQueen: Mack!
McQueen: Mack! Mack!
McQueen: Mack! Mack...
McQueen:...wait up! Mack.
McQueen: Mack! Mack!
McQueen: What?You're not Mack.
Peterbilt: Mack?I ain't no Mack!I'm a Peterbilt, for dang sake!
Peterbilt: Turn on your lights, you moron!
McQueen: Mack... The Interstate!
Sheriff: Ahh!. Not in my town, you don't.
McQueen: Oh, no...Oh, maybe he can help me! He's shooting at me! Why is he shooting at me!
Sheriff: I haven't gone this fast in years. I'm gonna blow a gasket or somethin'.
McQueen: Serpentine! Serpentine, serpentine!
Sheriff: What in the blue blazes? Crazy hot rodder.
Filmore: I'm telling you, man, every third blink is slower.
Sarge: The sixties weren't good for you, were they?
McQueen: What? That's not the Interstate! Ahh ho, Auw, auw,auw! Ahhhh! No, no, no, no!
Filmore: I'm not the only seeing this, right?
Sarge: Incoming!
Filmore: Whoa man.
Sarge: No!
Ramone: Hey, you scratch my paint!
McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Luigi: My tires!
McQueen: Phoah!
Red: Huh!
McQueen: Uargh!
Red: Huh!
Filmore: Fly away, Stanley. Be free!
Sheriff: Boy, you're in a heap of trouble.
Kori Turbowitz: We're live at the Los Angeles International Speedway as the first competitor, Lightning McQueen, is arriving at the track.
Cameramen: Is it true he's gonna pose for Cargirl?
Cameramen: Lightning, what's your strategy? Woahh!
Mack: What? Did I forget to wipe my mud flaps?
News: McQueen's driver arrived in California, but McQueen was missing.
News: Racecar Lightning McQueen was reported missing.
News: He scheduled to race an unprecedented...
News: Sponsor stated they have no idea where he is.