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Quotes from the movie Cars 

[looking at a stoplight blinking yellow] Filmore: I'm tellin' ya, man, every third blink is slower.
Sarge: The '60s weren't very good to you, were they?

Rusty Rust-eze: Winter is a grand old time. / On this, there are no if's or but's. / But remember, all that salt and grime. / Can rust your bolts and freeze your...
[voice in crowd] Voice: Hey, look, there he is!

Lightning McQueen: I'm a precision instrument of speed and aerodynamics.
Mater: You hurt your what?

Lightning McQueen: I create feelings in others that they themselves don't understand.

Mater: What's your name?
Lightning McQueen: You... you don't know my name?
Mater: No, uh... no, I know your name. Is your name Mater too?

[repeated line]
[Sarge is raising the flag while playing "Reveille" and Filmore is playing Jimi Hendrix's "Star Spangled Banner" too loud next door]
Sarge: Turn that disrespectful music off!
Filmore: Respect the classics, man!

[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]
[all at the same time] Mater, Ramone, Flo, Luigi, Sarge, Filmore: Hi, Sally!
Sally: Alright, what's going on?

[using traditional Darrell Waltrip catchphrase] Darrell Cartrip: Boogity Boogity Boogity! Let's go racin', boys!

[last lines]
[to lost husband]
Minny: Oh, for the love of Chrysler! Can we please ask someone for directions?
[deranged] Van: No, there's an on-ramp close, I can feel it.

Lightning McQueen: Turn right to go left! Guess what? I tried it, and you know what, this crazy thing happened - I went right!
Lizzie: You keep talkin' to yourself, people will think you're crazy.
[sarcastically] Lightning McQueen: Thanks for the tip!
Lizzie: Uh? I wasn't talking to you!

Darrell Cartrip: Boogity Boogity Boogity! Let's go racin'!

Mater: Git-R-Done!

Mater: McQueen and Sally parked beneath the tree / K-I-S-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-K.

Mater: Maybe I should've uh... hooked him up to Bessie... and *then* uh... then took the boot off.

Dusty Rust-eze: Thanks to you, Lightning, we had a banner year!
Rusty Rust-eze: I mean, we might even clear enough to buy you some headlights!
Dusty Rust-eze: Are you saying he doesn't have headlights?
Rusty Rust-eze: That's what I'm tellin' ya - it's just stickers!
[bored] Lightning McQueen: Well, you know, racecars don't need headlights, because the track is always lit.
Dusty Rust-eze: Well, so is my brother, but he still needs headlights!

Michael Schumacher Ferrari: Hi. Lightning McQueen told me this was the best place in the world to get tires. How about setting me and my friends up with three, four sets each?
Luigi: Aah! Guido! There is a real Michael Schumacher Ferrari in my store! A real Ferrari! Punch me, Guido! Punch me in the face! This is the most glorious day of my life!
[Luigi faints and tips over]
Michael Schumacher Ferrari: Wow.
[Proceeds to speak to Guido in Italian]
[Guido faints and tips over] Michael Schumacher Ferrari:

The King: Hey buddy. You're one gutsy racer.
Lightning McQueen: Oh, hey, Mr. The King.
The King: You got more talent in one lugnut than a lot of cars has got on their whole body.
Lightning McQueen: Really? Oh, that...
The King: But you're stupid.
Lightning McQueen: Excuse me?

Harv: Where are you? I can't even find you on my GPS.
Lightning McQueen: I'm in this little town called Radiator Springs. You know Route 66? It's still here!
Harv: Yeah, that's great kid. Playtime is over, pal.

Mario Andretti: Thanks...
[reads license plate]
Mario Andretti: Fred.
Fred: AHH! Mario Andretti knows my name! You have to let me in now!

Lightning McQueen: Did you know Doc is a famous race car?
[laughing] Mater, Filmore, Ramone, Lizzie:
Sheriff: Doc? Our Doc?
Sarge: Not Doc Hudson?
Lightning McQueen: No, no, no, it's true. He's a real racing legend. He's the Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
Flo: Fabulous? I've never seen Doc drive more than twenty miles an hour. I mean, have you ever seen him race?
Lightning McQueen: No, but I wish I could've. They say he was amazing. He won three Piston Cups!
[spits out fuel] Mater: He did WHAT in his cup?

[In a parody of Toy Story] Car Woody: You... are... a... toy... car!
Car Buzz: You are a sad strange little wagon, and you have my pity! Farewell!

[as Lightning stands in front of the silent crowd] Voice: Freebird!

Lightning McQueen: I'm a very famous race car!
Luigi: You are famous race car? A real race car?
Lightning McQueen: Yes, I'm a real race car, what do you think, look at me.
Luigi: I have followed racing my entire life, my whole life!
Lightning McQueen: Then you know who I am, I am Lightning McQueen.
Luigi: Lightning McQueen!
Lightning McQueen: Yes! Yes!
Luigi: I must scream it to the world, my excitement from the top of someplace very high. Do you know many Ferraris?
Lightning McQueen: No, no, no, they race on the European circuit, I'm in the piston cup.
[Luigi and Guido frown at McQueen]
Lightning McQueen: What?
Luigi: Luigi follow only the Ferrari's

Lightning McQueen: All right Luigi, give me the best set of blackwalls you've got.
Luigi: No, no, no! You don't know what you want! Luigi know what you want. Blackwall 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.

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.

Sally: Do you want to stay at the Cozy Cone or what?
Lightning McQueen: Huh?
Sally: I mean, if you do, you gotta be clean, because even here, in hillbilly hell, we have standards.

Sheriff: Mater, what did I tell you about talking to the prisoner?
Mater: To not to.

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.

Sheriff: Mater! What did I tell you about talking to the accused?
Mater: To not to.

Lightning McQueen: I thought you said you'd never come back.
Doc Hudson: Well, I really didn't have a choice. Mater didn't get to say goodbye.
Mater: GOODBYE! Ok, I'm good.

Mia: I'm Mia!
Tia: I'm Tia!
Mia & Tia: We're like your biggest fans!
[they flash their headlights at him]
Mia & Tia: Ka-chow!
Lightning McQueen: Oh, I love being me.

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

Filmore: Fly away, Stanley. Be free!

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.

Lightning McQueen: Oh, I am SO not taking you to dinner.
Sally: That's OK, Stickers. You can take Bessie.
Mater: Oh man, you get to work with Bessie! I'd give my left two lugnuts to work with something like that!

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

Mater: Hey, I know this may be a bad time right now, but you owe me $32,000 in legal fees.
Lightning McQueen: What?

Doc Hudson: Hey, was that floating like a Cadillac, or was that stinging like a Beamer? 'Cuz I'm confused. You drive like you fix roads - lousy! Have fun fishing, Mater.

Doc Hudson: I'll put it simple. If you're going hard enough left, you'll find yourself turning right.
Lightning McQueen: Oh, right. That makes perfect sense. Turn right to go left. Yes, thank you! Or should I say, no thank you. Because in Opposite World, maybe that really means thank you.

Doc Hudson: Sheriff, why don't you get yourself a quart of oil at Flo's? I'll keep an eye on him.
Sheriff: Well, thanks Doc! I've been feeling a quart low.

Lightning McQueen: How will I ever find anyone else who knows how to fill me up with gas? Adios, Chuck!
Not Chuck: And my name is not Chuck!
Lightning McQueen: Oh, whatever.

Mater: Tractors are so dumb.

Lizzie: The only guy strong enough to fix that road is Big Al.
Ramone: Lizzie, Big Al left like 15 years ago.
Lizzie: Then why are you bringing him up?

Chick Hicks: Ka-chugga! Ka-chugga!

Chick Hicks: Hey, McQueen, that must be really embarrassing. But I wouldn't worry about it... because I didn't do it! HA-HA-HA!

Lightning McQueen: In your dreams, Thunder.
Chick Hicks: Yeah, right. Thunder? What's he talkin' about, Thunder?
Lightning McQueen: Well, you know, because Thunder always comes after... Lightning!
[reporters crowd around McQueen]
[to his pitcrew] Chick Hicks: Who here knew about the Thunder thing?

Doc Hudson: When was the last time you cared about something except yourself, hot rod? You name me one time, and I will take it all back.

Boost: Yo, DJ!
DJ: What up?
Boost: We've got ourselves a nodder.

[about Red, who just ran away after McQueen asked a favor of him] Lightning McQueen: Where's he going?
Mater: Oh, he's just a little bit shy, and he hates you for killin' his flowers.

[about Doc] Lightning McQueen: Crazy old grandpa car.

[to Sally] Lightning McQueen: Wanna cruise?
[appears from nowhere] Lizzie: I'd love to!
Lightning McQueen: No, not...
[Lizzie drags McQueen away]

Sally: Flo! What do you have at your store?
Flo: I have gas! Lots of gas!
[snicker] Ramone, Mater:
Sally: OK, boys, stay with me.

Doc Hudson: Alright, I wanna know who's responsible for wrecking my town, Sheriff. I want his hood on a platter! I'm gonna put him in jail 'til he rots. No, check that... I'm gonna put him in jail 'til the jail rots on top of him then I'm gonna move him to a new jail and let that jail rot. I'm...
[Doc finally spots Lightning]
Doc Hudson: Throw him outta here, Sheriff... I want him out of my courtroom, I want him out of our town! Case dismissed!
Lightning McQueen: Yes!
Mater: Boy, I'm pretty good at this lawyerin' stuff!

Mater: More talkin' 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. There's no tires for free!

Flo: Oh, Ramone! I haven't seen you THIS low in years!
Ramone: I haven't FELT a road like this in years!

Flo: Low and slow?
Ramone: Oh, yeah baby!

[Sarge was complaining about Filmore's rock music] Filmore: Respect the classics, man! It's Hendrix!

Mater: My name is Mater.
Lightning McQueen: Mater?
Mater: Yeah, like tuh-mater, but without the "tuh".

Sally: Hey there Mater.
Mater: Howdy, Sally!
Sally: Hi, folks!
[crowd murmuring greetings back]
[to Mater] Lightning McQueen: You know her?
Mater: She's the town attorney... and my fiancée.
Lightning McQueen: What?
[nudges McQueen playfully] Mater: I'm just kiddin'. She jus' likes me for my body.

Ramone: Oh, dude... are you crying?
Sheriff: No. I'm HAPPY.

Sheriff: All rise! The honorable Doc Hudson presiding!
[Ramone lifts himself up ten feet in the air]
Luigi: Show-off.

Bob Cutlass: 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!

Lightning McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa, who's touching me?
[Guido pops up]

Lightning McQueen: Do I spy a little pinstriping tattoo back there?
[gasps and backs away, knocking over a bunch of caution cones] Sally: Oh, that. You saw that?

[repeated line]
Lightning McQueen: Ka-chow!

Mater: I knowed I made a good choice!
Lightning McQueen: In what?
Mater: My bes' friend.

[seeing Sally for the first time] Lightning McQueen: Holy Porsche...

Sheriff: May Doc have mercy on your soul.

Tia, Mia: We love you, Lightning!

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

[to Minny and Van, who are leaving] Lightning McQueen: I'm telling you, you gotta help me! Don't leave me here! I'm in hillbilly hell! My IQ's dropping by the second! I'm becoming one of them!

Lightning McQueen: I'm serious! He's won three Piston Cups!
[spits out fuel] Mater: He did WHAT in a cup?

Mater: I'm happier 'n a tornado in a trailer park!

[about John Ratzenberger] Mack: Hey... they're just using the same actor over and over again. What kind of cut-rate production is this?

Guido: Pit stop.

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

Mater: Now, I don't care who you are. That's funny right there!

[hurriedly] Mater: Hey, listen, listen! If anybody asks you, we was out smashin' mailboxes, OK?

Sally: Jesus-Chrysler!

Chick Hicks: Hey, Lightning! Yo, McQueen! Seriously, that was some pretty darn nice racing out there... by me!

Sally: Forty years ago, that interstate down there didn't exist.
Lightning McQueen: Really?
Sally: Yeah. Back then, cars came across the country a whole different way.
Lightning McQueen: How do you mean?
Sally: Well, the road didn't cut through the land like that interstate. It moved with the land, it rose, it fell, it curved. Cars didn't drive on it to make great time. They drove on it to have a great time.

Filmore: How about some organic fuel?
Sarge: Not that freak juice!

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

Sarge: Good to see ya, soldier. Come on by Sarge's Surplus Hut for all your government surplus needs.
Minny: Oh, honey, surplus.
Van: Honey, we have too much surplus.

Mater: That's Frank!
[speeds away]

Filmore: There's a lot of love here right now.
Sarge: Don't embarrass me, Fillmore.

[as a homage to the show "Car Talk"] Dusty Rust-eze: Don't drive like my brother!
Rusty Rust-eze: Yeah, don't drive like my brother!

[At Sarge's SUV Boot Camp] Sarge: ATTEN'HUT! Kiss the pavement GOODBYE gentlemen! When I'm finished with you, you'll have mud in place you didn't know you HAD.
SUV: Yo! I've never been offroad!
Sarge: Well, THAT'S gonna change RIGHT now! ABOUT FACE! Drop and give me twenty miles! Go, Go, GO!
SUV: Aw, MAN. Now I've got DIRT in my rims!

[Doc and Lightning are racing in the dirt] Doc Hudson: Yeeehaa! Well, you sure ain't no dirt-boy.
Lightning McQueen: Not today, old man. I know all your tricks.
[Doc suddenly swerves off screen]
[looking for him] Lightning McQueen: Doc! Doc?
[Flies over Lightning] Doc Hudson: YEEEHAAAAA! Not ALL my tricks, rookie!

[Lightning's done a sloppy job of repaving the road]
Sally: It looks terrible.
Lightning McQueen: Good. Then it matches the rest of the town.

Bob Cutlass: Welcome back to the Dinoco 400. I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend Darrell Cartrip.

Lightning McQueen: Whoa, whoa, whoa, how long is this gonna take?
Doc Hudson: Well, if the fella does it right, it should be about 5 days.
Lightning McQueen: 5 Days? But I should be in California shmoozing Dinoco right now!
Doc Hudson: Then if I were you, I'd quit yappin' and start workin'!