Owen Wilson: Lightning McQueen

Cars 2

Lightning McQueen

Mater: [voice-over reading his letter] "By the time you read this, I'll be safely on an airplane flying home. I'm so sorry for what I did..."
Lightning McQueen: [reading Mater's letter in the hotel lobby] "... I don't want to be the cause of you losing any more races. I want you to go prove to the world what I already know: that you are the greatest race car in the whole wide world. Your best friend, Mater."
Lightning McQueen: [looks up] I didn't really want him to leave.
Luigi: Wait, there's more here...
Luigi: [moves to next page] "P.S. Please tell the hotel I didn't mean to order that movie. I thought it was just a preview and I didn't realize I was paying for it."
[shifts the page]
Luigi: "P.P.S. That's funny right there."
[Shifts the pages around]
Luigi: "P.P..." There's a few more pages of P.S.'s here.
Lightning McQueen: Well, at least I know if he's at home, he'll be safe.

Lightning McQueen: [on the starting line of the Tokyo race] Speed. I am speed.
Francesco Bernoulli: Ha ha ha! Really? You are speed? Then Francesco is TRIPLE speed! "Francesco... he's triple speed!" Ho oh! Francesco likes this McQueen! He's a really getting him into the zone!
Lightning McQueen: [to himself] He is sooo getting beat today...

Francesco Bernoulli: [at the Tokyo World Grand Prix party, Francesco spots Lightning] Ah! Lightning McQueen! Buona sera!
Lightning McQueen: Uh, nice to meet you, Francesco.
Francesco Bernoulli: Yes, nice to meet you too. You are very good looking. Not as good as I thought, but you're good!
Mater: 'Scuse me, can I get a picture with you?
[drives next to Francesco]
Francesco Bernoulli: Ah, anything for McQueen's friend.
Mater: Miss Sally is gonna flip when she sees this!
[Lightning sighs]
Mater: She's Lightning McQueen's girlfriend.
Francesco Bernoulli: Ooh...
Mater: She's a big fan of yers.
Francesco Bernoulli: Hey, she has a-good taste.
Lightning McQueen: Well, Mater's prone to exaggeration; I wouldn't say she's a "big fan".
Mater: You're right. She's a HUGE fan! She goes on and on about your open wheels here.
[He taps Francesco's left front wheel]
Lightning McQueen: Well, mentioning it once doesn't qualify as going "on and on".
Francesco Bernoulli: Francesco is familiar with this... reaction to Francesco. Women respect a car that has a-nothing to hide.
Lightning McQueen: Yeah, uh...
[fake-laughs and shakes his frame "no" while falsely smiling]

Sally: [Sees Francesco on television] What? He's nice to look at, you know, open-wheeled and all...
Lightning McQueen: What's wrong with my fenders?
Sally: Nothing! Nothing.
Lightning McQueen: I thought you liked my fenders.

[McQueen is showing Mater his latest Piston Cup, which has been renamed in honor of Doc Hudson, who is implied to have passed away]
Mater: Wow. I can't believe they renamed the Piston Cup after our very own Doc Hudson.
Lightning McQueen: I know Doc said these things were just old cups, but to have someone else win it just didn't feel right, you know?
[McQueen looks sadly at the newspaper article depicting Doc winning his third Piston Cup]
Mater: Well, Doc would've been real proud of you. That's for sure.
[McQueen gives Mater a smile of thanks]

Lightning McQueen: The bad guys hit me with the beam from the camera, so, why didn't I... you know.
Mater: Explode in a fiery inferno?
Lightning McQueen: Yeah.
Finn McMissile: We couldn't figure that one out, either.
Holley Shiftwell: Our investigation proved that Allinol was actually gasoline, and Axelrod engineered it so that when it got hit by the beam, it would explode.
Lightning McQueen: Wait a second, Fillmore. You said my fuel was safe.
Fillmore: If you're implying that I switched out that rot-gut excuse for alternative fuel with my all natural sustainable organic bio-fuel, just because I never trusted Axelrod, you're dead wrong man...
[points to Sarge]
Fillmore: It was him.
Sarge: Once big oil, always big oil... man.

Lightning McQueen: [as a crowd gathers around the television] Oh, it's the Italian Formula car. His name is...
Sally: [trilling the R's] Francesco Bernoulli. No wonder there's a crowd.
Lightning McQueen: Wait, why do you know his name? And don't say it like that. It's three syllables, not ten!

Lightning McQueen: Look, Mater, this isn't Radiator Springs.
Mater: You're just realizing that? Boy, that jet lag really done a number on you.

Mater: What's a rendezvous?
Luigi: It's like a date.
Mater: A date?
Lightning McQueen: Mater, what's going on?
Mater: Well, what's going on is I've got me a date tomorrow.
Luigi: [Guido speaks Italian] Guido don't believe you.
Mater: Well, believe it. My new girlfriend just said so. Hey, there she is. Hey! Hey lady! See ya tomorrow!
Luigi: [Guido speaks Italian] Guido still don't believe you.

Luigi: [at the Tokyo party, Lightning, Mater, Luigi, Guido, Sarge, and Fillmore descend a spiral ramp] Guido, look! Ferraris AND tires! Let's go!
Lightning McQueen: Oh ho ho! Look at this! Okay, now Mater, remember - best behavior.
Mater: You got it, buddy. Hey! What's that?
[drives off]
Lightning McQueen: No, Mater!
Lewis Hamilton: [offscreen] Hey, McQueen! Over here!
Lightning McQueen: [Lightning joins them] Lewis!
Lewis Hamilton: Hey, man.
Lightning McQueen: Jeff!
Jeff Gorvette: Hey, Lightning! Can you believe this party?
Mater: [drives over to a small isolated room with glass walls on all sides, with a zen garden and zen master inside; he taps on the glass with his hook] Hey! you done good, you got all the leaves!
Jeff Gorvette: Check out that tow truck!
Lewis Hamilton: Man, I wonder who that guy's with.
Lightning McQueen: Uh, heh heh. Will you guys excuse me for one little second?
[heads towards Mater]