Transcript (McQUEEN EXHALES) McQUEEN: Okay, here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed. (ENGINES ROARING) One winner, 42 losers. I eat losers for breakfast. Did I used say that? -MATER: Yes, sir, you did. -(McQUEEN GASPS) -Ya used to say that all the time. -Mater, what are you doing in here? Well, I didn't want you to be lonely. (STUTTERS) Thank you. But I'm kinda preparin' on for race. I need a little quiet. Me: Sorry Mater but McQueen needs quit, so can you leave Oh, right. Ya got it, buddy. Hey, everybody, listen up. My best friend, Lighting McQueen, needs quiet. Perfect quiet! (CHUCKLES) Okay. Where was I? (EXHALES DEEPLY) Racin'. real racin'. (SCOFFS) That ain't racin'. That wasn't even a Sunday drive. That was one lap. Racin' is 500 of those. Everybody fightin' to move up. Lap after lap. Inside, outside, inches apart. Never touchin'. Now that's racin'. (CHUCKLES) Well, I can't argue with The Doc Hudson. (CHUCKLES) How true, how true. (LAUGHS) -(BANGS ON DOOR) -(CHUCKLES) MACK: Hey, Lightnin', you ready? Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready. (ENGINE REVVING) This one's for you, Doc.
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