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- Do you want to stay at the Cozy Cone?

- Huh?

If you do, you gotta be clean.

'Cause even in hillbilly hell

we have standards.

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

I thought I'd say thank you

for doin' a great job.

So I thought I'd let you stay with me.

I mean, not with me!

But there. Not with me there,

but there in your own cozy cone.

- And I'd be in my cone, and it's...

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

If you want to stay

at the dirty impound, fine.

- I understand you criminal types.

- No, no, no, no. That's OK.

- Yeah, the Cozy Cone.

- [Sally] It's newly refurbished.

[Lightning chuckles] Yeah,

it's like a clever little twist.

The motel's made out of caution cones,

which, of course, cars try to avoid.

But now we're gonna stay in them.

That's funny.

Figure that all out on your own,

did you?

Cone number one, if you want.

Oh...

Hey, do I spy a little

pinstriping tattoo back there?

Oh... [chuckles]

That's just a... Oh!

[Both chuckle]

Oh, you saw that? Yeah.

Just gonna be going.

Gonna... Yeah.

- You know, I knew this girl Doreen.

- [Gasps]

Good-lookin' girl.

Looked just like a Jaguar,

only she was a truck!

You know, I used to crash into her,

just so I could spoke to her.

- What are you talking about?

- I don't know.

Hey, I know somethin' we can do tonight,

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

No, Mater, I gotta finish this road,

and I have to get out of here.

Well, that's all right,

Mr. I Can't Turn On Dirt.

You probably couldn't handle it anyway.

Whoa, whoa, easy now, Mater.

You know who you're talkin' to?

This is Lightning McQueen.

I can handle anything.

- [Whispering] I'm not doin' this.

- Come on. You'll love it! [chuckles]

- [Mater] Tractor-tippin's fun.

- [Lightning] This is ridiculous.

- [Tractors snore]

- [Mater] All right, listen.

When I say go, we go.

But don't let Frank catch you. Go!

Whoa! Wait! Who's Frank?

[Lightning whispering] Mater!

Wait, Mater!

OK, here's what you do.

You just sneak up in front of 'em,

and then honk.

And they do the rest. Watch this.

- [Honking loudly]

- Oh!

Oh... Oh! Oh... [mooing]

[Gas sloshing, backfiring]

[Laughing loudly]

I swear, tractors is so dumb!

I tell you what, buddy,

it don't get much better than this.

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

- [Honking]

- Oh!

Oh! Oh... [mooing]

[Gas sloshing, backfiring]

[Laughing] I don't care who you are,

that's funny right there.

Oh, your turn, bud.

Mater, I can't.

I don't even have a horn.

- Baby.

- I'm not a baby.

[Clucking]

Fine. Stop! Stop, OK?

All right. I'll do something.

[Snoring]

- [Rewing engine]

- Oh!

[All exclaiming and mooing]

[All gurgling]

[All backfiring]

[Angry mooing]

[Mooing]

That's Frank.

- [Bellowing angrily]

- [Shouting]

- [Mooing]

- [Engine rewing]

[Mater laughing]

Run!

- Here he comes, look out!

- [Bellowing]

[Laughing] Whoa!

[Screaming]

Run! He's gonna get ya!

[Mater laughing]

Oh! Customers!

Oh!

Ah, no, no, no.

Oof! Oh!

[Mater] Tomorrow night we can

go look for the ghostlight!

- I can't wait, Mater.

- Oh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya!

Oh, boy,

you gotta admit that was fun!

Oh, yeah... yeah.

Well, we better get you

back to the impound lot.

You know, actually,

Sally's gonna let me stay at the motel.

Oh...

- Gettin' cozy at the Cone, is we?

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

Besides, she can't stand me.

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

Yeah, you probably right.

Hey, look, there's Miss Sally!

- Where, where?

- [Laughing]

- You're in love with Miss Sally.

- No, I'm not.

- [Mater] Yes, you do.

- [Lightning] No way.

- Way.

- Come on, look...

- You're in love with Miss Sally!

- Real mature.

- You're in love!

- Real grown up.

- You love her. You love her.

- Wait...

You love her!

You love her. You love her.

All right. OK. Mater, enough!

- Will you stop that?

- Stop what?

Driving backwards. It's creeping me out.

You're gonna wreck.

Wreck? Shoot!

I'm the world's best backwards driver!

You just watch this right here,

lover boy. Wee-hee!

[Lightning] What are you doing?

Watch out! Look out!

Mater? Mater!

- Mater!

- [Laughing]

Hey, take it easy, Mater!

[Screaming happily]

Oof!

[Blubbering] Yee-hee!

[Chuckling] He's nuts.

No need to watch where I'm goin'.

Just need to know where I've been.

Whoa, that was incredible!

How'd you do that?

Rearview mirrors. We'll get you some,

and I'll teach you if you want.

[Chuckling] Yeah,

maybe I'll use it in my big race.

What's so important

about this race of yours, anyway?

It's not just a race.

We're talking about the Piston Cup!

I've been dreaming about it

my whole life!

I'll be the first rookie in history

ever to win it.

And when I do,

we're talkin' big new sponsor,

with private helicopters.

No more medicated bumper ointment.

No more rusty old cars.

What's wrong with rusty old cars?

Well, I don't mean you, Mater.

I mean other old cars. You know?

- Not like you. I like you.

- It's OK, buddy.

Hey, you think maybe one day I can

get a ride in one of them helicopters?

I mean, I've always wanted to ride

in one of them fancy helicopters.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, sure.

- You mean it?

Oh, yeah. Anything you say.

I knew it. I knowed

I made a good choice!

In what?

My best friend.

See you tomorrow, buddy!

McQueen and Sally

parked beneath a tree,

K- i-s-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-t!

[Laughing]

[Rewing engine] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[Chuckling]

Number one. Number one...

Ah, number one!

- Ah, this is nice.

- Hey, Stickers.

[Both scream]

- I'm sorry.

- You scared me. You gotta be careful.

I scared myself

scaring you scaring me.

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

- No, of course not. No.

- I was more...

- I overheard you talkin' to Mater.

When? Just now?

What, what did, what did you hear?

Something about a helicopter ride.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, he got

a kick out of that, didn't he?

- Did you mean it?

- What?

- That you'll get him a ride.

- Who knows?

First things first. I gotta

get outta here and make the race.

Uh-huh.

You know... Mater trusts you.

Yeah, OK.

- Did you mean that?

- What?

Was it just a "Yeah, OK",

or "Yeah... OK" or "Yeah, o-OK"?

Look, I'm exhausted.

It's kinda been a long day.

Yeah, OK. G'night.

[Groans] Oh...

Hey, thank you.

What did you just say?

You know,

thanks for lettin' me stay here.

It's nice to be out of the impound,

and this is... It's great.

- Newly refurbished, right?

- Yeah.

- G'night.

- Good night.

Hmm.

[Reveille plays]

[Jimi Hendrix:
Star Spangled Banner]

Will you turn

that disrespectful junk off?

Respect the classics, man.

It's Hendrix!

[Groaning]

[Breathing rapidly]

[Muttering]

[Fast-paced electronic music]

Ah!

- [Mooing loudly]

- [Screaming]

No!

[Yelling loudly]

[Mooing]

- No! [gasping]

- [Alarm beeping]

I gotta get outta here!

Hey, have you seen the Sheriff?

Oh! Oh, my gosh.

- Hey, what are you doin'?

- Get a good peek, city boy?

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