Herbie Fully Loaded

...little car takes first...

and third place!

A lot of Herbie fans

here today wearing Herbie's colors.

- What the heck happened to you?

- I'm sorry, Crazy Dave.

I had a few problems getting

this critter on the truck.

Please. I've blown

bigger things out my nose.

Prettier too.

What was that?!

I wouldn't insult him

if I was you. He's sensitive.

- He's a car.

- Yeah, I know.

It's that he's proud.

That's all I'm saying.

The shed I got him out of

was just full of these old trophies.

I think he used to be a racecar.

A racecar?

Yeah. You know, I bet it took

first place at the Ugly-anapolis 500.

Oh! Oh! Oh, ow!

What did...?

It wasn't the car!

All right.

Just be calm.

I don't have to take this.

This is just a car...

an inanimate object.

Oh...

Are you kidding?

It just leaked all over my shoe!

Just get this thing

off my truck!

You are so in the crusher. Push!

Come on!

Come on!

Ahh! Whoa!

Whoa!

Oh!

Oh...

I'm... just gonna...

- I got to go!

- Hey! Hey, you...

All right. Listen up, car.

No one makes a fool

out of Crazy Dave.

No one.

Consider yourself crushed!

Marie Peters.

Derek Parker.

Gregory Petell.

Chad Peterson.

- Margaret Peyton.

- Yeah!

Congratulations.

I've seen some photo finishes

in my time.

That was cutting it close.

OK, Dad.

Getting dizzy.

Oxygen deprived.

Your mom would be so proud.

You're the first Peyton

to graduate college.

One where you don't

have to keep a toolbox at the end.

- Where's Ray?

- Running some laps.

We got a qualifying race.

He's working on some problems.

Like not crashing?

Mag-Wheels!

Check out what mom and dad

got me for graduation.

Oh, great. Rub it in.

V-8, what? I don't know,

but it's adorable!

Promise you'll look

after Maggie in New York.

- We'll be roommates for 15 minutes.

- An assistant producer job at ESPN.

You'll be in front of

the camera in a heartbeat.

Have a great time in Paris.

Bye. Be back in a month.

I'll spring you from Riverside.

We'll cruise to the Big Apple

and start our new lives. Au revoir!

I promised your brother we'd

meet him at the track. We got to go.

Do I even get

a graduation lunch?

Well, this isn't quite

what I had in mind, but...

Hey, I sprung for the churros.

Dad, is Sally

still sponsoring you?

One of the proud, the few.

Hey, guys!

- Congrats on the ESPN job!

- Thank you.

I thought Maggie might swing

some free publicity over there.

Only publicity Team Peyton

needs is to win a race.

We're turning this thing around.

I know it. Believe me.

Aw, come on, Ray.

What are you doing?

Ray, what...?

Ow.

Ray, you were just

pushing the right front.

Was that what it is?

Did you learn that in college? Thanks!

- At least he loses with style.

- He's sure had enough practice.

I can't believe

Trip Murphy won Daytona.

He's a loser.

A well-paid loser.

Hey, Ray,

the guy's a great racer.

Say what you want about him.

He has excellent focus.

Focus.

You drove past that tree

on purpose.

- No. We're taking a shortcut.

- You were gonna chop it down.

We tried to knock it down

by crashing a car into it...

Oh, wait! That was you!

Oh, right. I'm not the one

who crashes into walls, am I?

Don't let him get to you.

The important thing

is when you see that tree and this town

in your rearview mirror,

you know you're on your way

to a better life. Right?

- Right.

- All right.

Now you, Gramps, had style.

He sure did.

Listen.

I'm sorry I didn't really pull out

all the stops for graduation.

It's OK. You know,

that was always

Mom's department.

It's been ten years.

I should have more of a clue.

I didn't know the team

was doing so badly.

Maggie, it's a bad streak.

We'll pull out of it.

But I do think it's time we find room

for you up on that wall.

That ought to do it justice.

- Night, Dad.

- Night, baby.

Tomorrow morning, getting you

a graduation present.

It's OK. I really

don't need anything.

I want to. First thing,

bright and early, you and me.

- You get to pick it out.

- OK.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Dad, uh,

what are we doing here?

Buying you a car.

I appreciate the gesture,

but I'm only here a month.

You don't want me chauffeuring you

around for a month.

Happy graduation, Magpie.

Hey, Dave!

Wow. A stock car.

One lap to go. Maggie Peyton

is about to make NASCAR history.

She's going! She's going!

She's done it! Unbelievable!

She's the first female driver

to take the Nextel Cup! Wow!

Hey, Maggie!

You find anything yet?

- Not yet, Dad! Still looking!

- OK, honey.

- What do you think, hon?

- Nothing calls out to me.

Now, trust me.

There's a certified

pre-owned champion out there

waiting to be discovered.

A car with the guts, the character,

the heart of a thoroughbred.

Dad! It's perfect!

OK, just think,

if this horn hadn't gone off,

I wouldn't have found

this Nissan!

Hey, Maggie.

What about this guy?

These are great. Take care

of the engine, they run forever.

- Doesn't really need anything.

- It's cute.

But, Dad...

How much for the Nissan?

Good eye. Good eye.

We've had a lot of interest

in that car this week. But, um...

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

Since you are

the first customer today,

I think I can

cut you a deal.

Hmm.

I'll give you 50 for the Bug.

Sorry, no can do. See...

I always felt there was something

special about that car.

I wouldn't sell

in a million years.

- Seventy-five.

- Oh, sold!

I'll make out the papers.

At least we know

the horn works.

OK, Mags.

Tires are good.

Gas is good.

Brakes are good.

Look at that. The speedometer

goes up to 200 miles an hour.

Somebody's got

a sense of humor.

All right, now. Come over

to the garage later.

Have Augie

take a look at it.

Thank you, Dad.

"Please take care of Herbie.

Whatever your problem,

he'll help you find the answer. "

Great.

A fortune cookie on wheels.

OK, let's start slow.

What are you doing?! Stop!

This isn't funny anymore!

Come on, car!

You're a car! I drive!

What is going on?

Oh, my God! No!

- Oh, God...

- Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Let me help you.

Are you OK?

- Maggie?

- Kevin?

God, you look great.

I mean, it's great to see you.

What are you... I haven't

seen you since high school.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, I just got this car.

My dad wanted to get me

something for graduation.

Didn't you used to drive cars

with a little bit more, uh... muscle?

This car is not for racing.

It's for regular driving.

- For show.

- Yeah.

Oh, man.

You know what? It's not worth it.

I'm gonna take it back to Crazy Dave.

- Good to see you, Kevin.

- Yeah, good to see you.

Hey, Mags.

I could fix it for you.

Oh, no, that's OK.

No. That's what I do.

Kevin's Custom Car Shop.

- Nothing too fancy.

- No. Just the basics.

We'll take him for a test drive,

see what we got to work with.

- Sorry for almost running you over.

- Don't do that again.

Whoa! Whoa!

OK. All right. Easy, Mags.

- Smooth ride.

- Sorry.

Do you know where we

could get some new shocks?

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