Cars Page #8

Good riddance.

He's gone?

Well, we wouldn't want him

to miss that race of his.

[Sniffing]

- Oh, dude, are you crying?

- No! I'm happy!

I don't have to watch him

every second of the day anymore!

I'm glad he's gone!

[Blubbering, sobbing]

What's wrong with Red?

Oh, he's just sad

'cause you left town

and went to your big race to win

the Piston Cup

that you've always dreamed about

your whole life

and get that big ol' sponsor and that

fancy helicopter you was talkin' about.

[Gasping] Wait a minute!

[All laugh]

I knowed you wouldn't leave

without saying goodbye.

What are you doin' here?

You're gonna miss your race.

Don't worry. I'll give you

a police escort, and we'll make up time.

Thank you, Sheriff.

But you know I can't go just yet.

Well, why not?

- I'm not sure these tires...

- [Luigi gasps excitedly]

...can get me to California.

- Peet stop?

Yeah, does anybody know

what time Luigi's opens?

[Laughing] I can't-a believe it!

Four new tires!

[Laughing] I can't-a believe it!

Four new tires!

Grazie, Mr. Lightning. Grazie!

- Would you look at that!

- [Luigi] Our first customer in years!

I am filled with tears of ecstasy,

for this is the most glorious day

of my life!

All right, Luigi, give me

the best set of blackwalls you've got.

No! No, no, no.

You don't-a know what you want.

Luigi know what you want.

Blackwall tires.

They blend into the pavement.

But-a this...

Whitewall tires!

They say, "Look at me!

Here I am! Love me."

All right, you're the expert.

- [Snarling]

- [Lightning] Don't forget the spare.

- Perfetto. Guido!

- Peet stop!

[Chuck Berry:
Route 66]

[Laughing] What did Luigi tell you, eh?

Wow, you were right.

Better than a Ferrari, huh?

Eh... No.

Wow! This organic fuel is great!

Why haven't I heard about it before?

It's a conspiracy, man!

The oil companies got a grip

on the government!

They're feedin' us a bunch of lies, man.

OK, I'll take a case.

Ow! Eh!

[Lightning yelps]

- [Chuckles]

- [Breathes in deeply]

[Ramone] Ah... Yeah.

[Lightning] Ka-chow.

- Here she comes!

- [Lightning] Places, everybody. Hurry!

- Act natural.

- [Whistling]

- Hi, Sally.

- Buon giorno!

All right, what's goin' on?

Ladies and gentlecars,

please welcome

the new Lightning McQueen!

Pow! What do you think?

Radiator Springs

looks pretty good on me.

[Chuckling] I'll say.

[Purring] Ka-chow.

You're gonna fit right in

in California.

My goodness. It looks like

you've helped everybody in town.

Yeah, everybody except one.

- Hey, is it getting dark out?

- What? What'd he say?

Let me say that again.

Is it getting dark out?

Now, what was I

supposed to do after that?

[The Chords:
Sh-Boom]

[Gasping] They fixed their neon!

- Low and slow?

- Oh, yeah, baby! [chuckling]

[Flo laughs and shrieks]

Just like in its heyday, right?

It's even better than I pictured it.

Thank you.

[Chuckling]

Shall we cruise?

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

- No, no, no.

- Lizzie!

I remember when Stanley

first asked me to take a drive with him.

Hey, Miss Sally.

May I have this cruise?

- Of course, Mater.

- Uh-uh-uh!

[Mooing]

...and again and I said, "No."

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

But, oh, he was a persistent

little bugger for a two-cylinder.

Finally I said,

"All right, one little drive."

- Oh!

- [Mater chuckling]

- Hey!

- Thanks, Mater.

Good evenin', you two.

Oh, Stanley,

I wish you could see this.

- Is that what I think it is?

- Oh, I don't know, Flo.

I haven't had a chance to find out.

But I am going to find out. Hello.

Not that. That.

[Sally gasps] Customers?

[Sally gasps] Customers?

Customers, everybody!

And a lot of 'em!

You know what to do.

Just like we rehearsed.

[All gasp]

It's the ghostlight!

We have found McQueen.

We have found McQueen!

McQueen, over here!

- Wait, excuse me.

- Is it true you've been in rehab?

- Did you have a nervous breakdown?

- What?

- McQueen's wearing whitewalls!

- Your tires balding?

[Sally] Stickers!

- Was McQueen your prisoner?

- Shoot, no!

We're best buds!

I ain't braggin' or nothin',

but I was in charge of huntin' him down

if he tried to escape.

Sally! Sally!

Will you still race for the Piston Cup?

- Stickers?

- Sally!

- Come on, give us some bolt!

- [Horn honking]

You're here!

Thank the manufacturer! You're alive!

- Mack?

- You're here! I can't believe it!

[Chuckling] You are a sight

for sore headlights!

I'm so sorry I lost you, boss.

I'll make it up to you!

Mack, I, I can't believe you're here.

[Harv] Is that the world's

fastest racing machine?

- Is that Harv?

- Yeah. He's in the back.

- Show us the bolt!

- Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!

- Where's the old McQueen?

- Actually, this is my good side here.

- Harv! Harv!

- Give us the bolt!

- Harv?

- Come on!

- Kid, I'm over here!

- How you doin', buddy?

My star client disappears

off the face of the earth!

- How do you think I'm doing?

- I can explain.

I'm doing great! You're everywhere!

Radio, TV, the papers!

You can't buy this kind of publicity!

What do you need me for?

That's just a figure of speech,

by the way. You signed a contract.

Where are you?

I can't even find you on my GPS.

I'm in this little town

called Radiator Springs.

- You know Route 66? It's still here!

- Yeah, that's great, kid.

Playtime is over, pal.

While the world's been trying to

find you Dinoco has had no one to woo.

- Who are they gonna woo?

- Chick!

Bingo. In fact, check out

what's on the plasma right now.

- Show us the thunder!

- You want thunder?

You want thunder?

Ka-chicka, ka-chicka!

- Hey, that's my bit!

- You've gotta get to Cali, pronto!

Just get out of Radiation Stinks now,

or Dinoco is history, you hear me?

Just give me a second here, Harv.

No, wait. Where are you goin'?

Get in the trailer, baby. Kid!

You want a bigger trailer?

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

Look, I wish... [sighs]

Thank you. Thanks for everything.

[Groans, chuckles]

- It was just a road.

- No. It was much more than that.

Hey, kid! We gotta go.

Harv's goin' crazy!

He's gonna have me fired if

I don't get you in the truck right now!

- Mack, just... hold it for...

- You should go.

- I know, but...

- Good luck in California.

I hope you find

what you're looking for.

- McQueen, come on!

- Sally...

- Sally!

- Show us the bolt, McQueen! The bolt!

Hey, Lightning, show us the bolt!

- Come on, get in the trailer.

- Where's the old McQueen?

- The bolt!

- That's it. That's right, let's go!

You're a big shining star.

You're a superstar.

You don't belong there, anyway.

Whoa... Wait...

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!

[Engine starts]

Hey, guys!

McQueen's leavin' in the truck!

Hey, are you Doc Hudson?

- Yeah.

- Thanks for the call.

- You called them?

- It's best for everyone, Sally.

Best for everyone or best for you?

I didn't get to say goodbye to him.

[Light buzzing]

[Bob] Hello, race fans. Welcome

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