Mater: When I say go, we go. But don't let Frank catch yeh. Go!
[speeds off]
Mack: What? Did I forget to wipe my mud flaps?
[Red is in the way of Lizzie's view of Lightning McQueen]
Lizzie: Red, will you move over? I want to get a look at that sexy hotrod.
Lightning McQueen: Mack, thanks for being my pit crew today.
Mack: Ah, don't worry about it, kid. It's the least I could do. After all, gas can is my middle name.
Lightning McQueen: It is?
Mack: Eh, not really.
Mater: Tractors is so dumb.
Boost: Hey, yo, DJ!
DJ: What up?
Boost: We've got ourselves a nodder.
Lightning McQueen: [about Red, who just ran away after McQueen asked a favor of him] Where's he going?
Mater: Oh, he's just a little bit shy, and he hates you for killin' his flowers.
Lightning McQueen: [about Doc] Crazy grandpa car.
Lightning McQueen: [to Sally] Shall we cruise?
Lizzie: [appears from nowhere] Why, thank you, dear, I'd love to!
Lightning McQueen: No, not...
[Lizzie drags McQueen away]
Mater: We'll talk later, Mater... hehe - later, Mater - that's funny!
[listening to Lightning's complaints while hauling Bessie]
Doc Hudson: Music. Sweet music.
Luigi: Oh, oh, oh, oh, I like your style. You drive the hard bargain, eh? OK, we make you a new deal. You buy one tire, I give you three for free!
Luigi: This is it, my last offer: you buy one tire, I give you seven snow tires for free!
Flo: Oo Ramone, mama ain't seen you that low in years!
Ramone: I haven't seen a road like this in years!
Flo: Low and slow?
Ramone: Oh, yeah, baby!
Fillmore: Respect the classics, man! It's Hendrix!
Ramone: Oh, dude... are you crying?
Sheriff: No! I'm happy! I don't have to watch him every second of the day anymore! I'm glad he's gone!
Lightning McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey! Who's touching me?
[Guido pops up]
