(crickets chirping)
♪ First you find a can ♪
♪ from a rusty van ♪
♪ bump, bump! ♪
♪ Quicker than a dart, ♪
♪ Make it in your heart, ♪
♪ Bump, bump! ♪ (parts squeaking)
♪ That's the way it's done, ♪
♪ It's a lot of fun, ♪
♪ Bump, bump! ♪ (parts squeaking)
♪ Liftin' my funk, ♪
♪ Making sculptures outta junk. ♪
(laughing)
(cellphone ringing)
(crashing)
What's that?
(cellphone ringing)
Huh. There we go somebody's interruptin' genius.
(electronic ding)
(gasp) Well hey there buddy!
- (chuckling) Mater!
- You know I was just thinkin' of you,
and here you are lookin' right at me.
You see me okay?
- Where am I?
(mumbling incoherently)
- Mornin' Sleepin' Beauty!
(yelps in surprise)
- (laughing) I was wonderin' when you's gonna wake up.
- Take whatever you want!
Just don't hurt me!
A parking boot?
Why, why do I have a parking boot on?
What are you, what's going on here, please?
- (chuckling) You're funny!
I like you already.
My name's Mater.
(parking boot dings)
- Mater?
- Yeah, like tuh-mater, but without the tuh.
What's your name?
- You, you don't know my name?
- Um, no I know your name.
Is your name Mater too?
- What?
Look I need to get to California as fast as possible.
Where am I?
- Where are you?
Shoot, you're in Radiator Springs,
the cutest little town in Carburetor County.
- [Lightning] Oh great, just great!
- [Mater] Well, if you think that's great
you should see the rest of the town.
- You know, I'd love to see the rest of the town!
So if you could just open the gate,
take this boot off, you and me, we go cruising.
Check out the local scene.
- Doggone!
- [Lightning] How'd that be Tuh-Mater?
- Cool!
- Mater!
What did I tell you about talkin' to the accused?
- To not do.
- Well quit your yappin' and tow this delinquent road hazard
to traffic court.
- We'll talk later Mater.
(chuckling)
Later, Mater.
That's funny!
(yelps)
(birds chirping)
- You know I once knew this girl, Doreen,
good-lookin' girl.
Looked just like a Jaguar,
Only she was a truck!
You know I used to crash into her
just so I could spoke to her.
- What are you talking about?
- I don't know.
Hey! I know something we can do tonight,
'cause I'm in charge of watchin' ya.
- No Mater, I gotta finish this road,
then I have to get out of here.
- Well that's all right Mr. I Can't Turn On Dirt.
You probably couldn't handle it anyway.
- Whoa, whoa easy now Mater.
You know who you're talking to, this is Lightning McQueen.
I can handle anything.
(banjo plays) Mater, I'm not doing this.
- Oh come on, you'll love it!
(giggles)
Tractor tippin's fun!
- [Lightning] This is ridiculous.
- All right listen, when I say go, we go.
But don't let Frank catch ya.
Go!
- What, who's Frank?
Mater? (breaks screeching)
- Doggone, you leaking oil again.
Must be your gasket.
Hey, look on the bright side.
This is your tenth tow this month,
so that means it's on the house.
- You're the only one that's nice to lemons like me Mater.
- Hey don't sweat it,
shoot these things happen to everybody, Odie!
- But you never leak oil!
- Yeah but I ain't perfect, but don't tell nobody
but I think my rust is startin' to show through.
- Hey!
Is Lightning McQueen back yet?
- Not yet.
- He must be crazy excited about winning
his fourth Piston Cup.
Four, wow!
- Yeah we're so doggone proud of him,
but I sure wish he'd hurry up and get back
'cause we got a whole summer's worth of best friend fun
to make up for.
Just me and (gasps)
(honking)
McQueen!
(screaming)
- McQueen!
- Mater, I'm in no hurry!
You don't need to go so fast! - Hey everybody!
McQueen's back! McQueen's back!
(Mater exclaiming) (Odie screaming)
(mariachi music)
- [Sally] Ah, this is so nice.
- I can't tell you how good it is to be here alone,
just the two of us finally, you and me.
- (Mater clears throat)
Good evening.
- Oh!
- My name is Mater, and I'll be your waiter.
Haw, Mater's a waiter, that's funny right there.
- Mater, you work here?
- Well yeah I work here.
What'd you think, I just snuck in here when nobody
was lookin' and pretended to be a waiter
just so I could hang out with ya?
(laughing)
- Oh yeah, how ridiculous would that be?
- Now can I start you two lovebirds off
with a couple drinks?
- Yes, I'll have my usual
(Sally laughing)
- You know what, I'm gonna have that too.
(parts screeching)
- Uh, right you're usual.
(laughing)
(piano music) (guests talking)
(ice shaking)
(glasses clink)
- Thanks, man! - Gratzi Guido!
- Guido, what's McQueen's usual?
(speaking Italian)
- Perfect.
Give me two of 'em.
- Quiet!
My program's on.
(orchestral music)
- Whuuuuuuu
(trilling)
(gargling)
- Mater, let's go!
You're on.
(classical music)
- Your Majesty, may I present for
the investiture of honorary title to the British realm,
King Mater of Radiator Springs.
- Go get 'em buddy.
(classical music)
(buzzing)
- I hereby dub thee, Sir To-Mater.
(crowd cheering)
- Sir?
Shoot you can just call me Mater, your majesty.
I don't want to hear none of this sir business.
By the way have y'all met each other?
Queen, McQueen. McQueen, Queen.
McQueen, McMissile. McMissile, McQueen.
Queen, McMissile.
(upbeat music)