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[a scene from "Toy Car Story"]
Woody Car: YOU ARE A TOY - CAR!
Buzz Lightyear Car: You are a sad, strange little wagon. You have my pity. Farewell!
[races away]
Woody Car: Oh, yeah? Well, good riddance, you loony!
[Different Scene]
Hamm Truck: Gee, I hate to break up the Road Rally guys,

but, THEY'RE HERE! Birthday Guests at 3 o'clock.
Mack: [Chuckles] Whoever does the voice of that Little Piggy Truck, I must tell ya, he's one great actor.

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Lightning McQueen: After a while, why didn't you go back?
Sally: I fell in love.
Lightning McQueen: [disappointed] Oh...
Sally: Yep.
Lightning McQueen: Corvette?

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Chick Hicks: Bring on the confetti!
[confetti shoots out and hits him painfully]
Chick Hicks: Ow! Ow! Easy with the confetti!

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Bob Cutlass: Welcome back to the Dinoco 400. I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend Darrell Cartrip. We're midway through what may turn out to be a historic day for racing.
Darrell Cartrip: Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof right now! If this gets any more exciting, they're gonna have to tow me out of 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 he retires?
Darrell Cartrip: He's been Dinoco's golden boy for years! Can he win them one last Piston Cup?


Bob Cutlass: And, as always, in the second place spot, we find Chick Hicks. He's been chasing that tailfin his entire career.
Darrell Cartrip: 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 Cutlass: You know, I don't think

anyone expected this. The rookie sensation came into the season unknown, but everyone knows him now.
Darrell Cartrip: Will he be the first rookie to win a Piston Cup, *and* land Dinoco?
Bob Cutlass: The legend; the runner-up; the rookie. Three cars, *one* champion!

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Doc Hudson: The sign says "Keep Out".
Lightning McQueen: You have three Piston Cups! How could you have...
Doc Hudson: I knew you couldn't drive. I didn't think you couldn't read.
Lightning McQueen: You're the Hudson Hornet!
Doc Hudson: Wait over at Flo's like I told ya.

Lightning McQueen: I can't believe I didn't see it before. You're the Fabulous Hudson Hornet! You hold the record for most wins in a single season. Oh, man, we gotta talk. You have to show me some of your tricks.
Doc Hudson: I already tried that.
Lightning McQueen: I can't believe it. Just look at those trophies!
Doc

Hudson: You look. All I see is a bunch of empty cups.

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Lightning McQueen: Okay, you got me out here. Where are we going?
Sally: I don't know.

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Ramone: [as McQueen enters traffic court] Hey, you scratched my paint! I oughta take a blowtorch to you, man!

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Mater: Git-R-Done!

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[McQueen is going to surprise Sally with his new look]
Mater: Here she comes!
Lightning McQueen: Okay, places, everybody! Hurry! Act natural.
[McQueen hides and everybody else gets in a perfectly straight line as Sally approaches]

MaterRamoneFloLuigiSargeFillmore: Hi, Sally!
Sally: All right, what's going on?

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Mater: McQueen and Sally parked beneath the tree / K-I-S-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-T.

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[tractors have stampeded the town]
Sheriff: MATER!
Mater: I wasn't tractor-tippin'!
Sheriff: Then where'd all these gol-darn tractors come from?

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Lightning McQueen: All right, Luigi, give me the best set of black walls you've got.
Luigi: No, no, no! You don't know what you want! Luigi know what you want. Black-wall tires, they blend into the pavement, but these white-wall tires, they say look at me, here I am, love me.
Lightning McQueen: All right, you're the expert. Oh, and

don't forget the spare.
Luigi: Perfecto. Guido!
Guido: Pit Stop!
Luigi: He ha ha, what did Luigi tell you, eh?
Lightning McQueen: Wow, you were right, better then a Ferrari, huh?
Luigi: Eh, no.

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Luigi: My friend Guido, he always dream of giving a real race car a pit stop.
Guido: Peet stop?
Lightning McQueen: Hey, it's only one lap, guys. Uno lappo. Don't need any help. I work solo mio.
Luigi: Fine. Race your own way.
[leaves; Guido stays]
Lightning McQueen: No pit

stoppo. Comprende?
Guido: Okay.
[leaves]

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Lightning McQueen: I need to get to California pronto. Where am I?
Mater: Where are ya? Shoot! You're in Radiator Springs, the cutest little town in Carburetor County.

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Mater: [Out tractor tipping] I tell you what, buddy, it just don't get better than this.
Lightning McQueen: Yep, you're living the dream, Mater boy.

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Harv: It is such an honor to be your agent that it almost hurts me to take ten percent of your winnings. And merchandising. And ancillary rights in perpetuity. Anyway, what a race, huh, champ? Uh, didn't see it, but I heard you were great.

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Mater: You know, I once knew this girl Doreen. Good-looking girl. Looked just like a Jaguar, only she was a truck! You know, I used to crash into her just so I could speak to her.
Lightning McQueen: What... are you talking about?
Mater: I dunno.

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Jay Limo: I don't know what's harder to find: Lightning McQueen or a crew chief who'll work with him.

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Fillmore: Fly away, Stanley. Be free!

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Lightning McQueen: Wow, this organic fuel is great! Why haven't I heard about it before?
Fillmore: It's a conspiracy, man! The oil companies got a grip on the government. They're feeding us a bunch of lies, man!