Cars 22011

Miles:
[in his disguised voice as the Lemon Mastermind] Welcome, everyone, I wish I could be with you on this very special day, but... my clutch assembly broke. You know how it is.

Tubbs:
Been there.

J. Curby:
Forget about it.

Vladmir:
We know how you feel.

Finn:
Descramble that voice!

Holley:
I’m trying... Oh, it’s too sophisticated!

Miles:
We are here to celebrate. Today, all your hard work pays off. The world turned their backs on cars like us. They stopped manufacturing us, stopped making our parts. The only thing they haven't stopped doing is laughing at us. They've called us terrible names - jalopy, rust bucket, heap, clunker, junker, beater, wreck, rattletrap… lemon. But their insults just give us strength. Because today, my friends, that... all... ends!

[Due to Grem and Acer's camera-disguised weapon, Carla Veloso crashes on the track]

Darrell:
There's smoke on the Casino Bridge!

David:
Oh, no!

Brent:
It's Carla Veloso, the Brazilian race car!

[She skids straight into the wall on the viaduct]

Finn:
What just happened?

Holley:
I'm working on it.

Miles:
They laughed at us, but now it's our turn to laugh back.

[Suddenly, Nigel Gearsley’s engine explodes due to the weapon]

David:
Another crash! It's number 9, Nigel Gearsley!

[He skids straight into the wall on the viaduct, next to Veloso]

Miles:
Embrace your inner lemon. Let it drive you.

Finn:
Holley?

Holley:
I’m detecting an extremely strong electromagnetic pulse. Finn, it’s the camera!

Finn:
Where?

Holley:
On the tower!

[Finn speeds furiously throughout the Italian streets]

Miles:
This was meant to be alternative fuel's greatest moment. [cars, seeing the crashes, throw their alternative fuel cups away and start smashing alternative fuel signs] But after today, everyone will race back to gasoline. And we, the owners of the world's largest untapped oil reserve, will become the most powerful cars in the world!

[The Lemons are cheering. Mater is scared.]

Finn:
Get out of the way! Andate!

[Noticing that the tower is in the distance, Finn goes over rooftops and swerving past other cars along the roads and past a green car ahead. Francesco and McQueen race past us. During the rush, there is a bus driver shouting in Italian at a person named Trike Feldman for blocking the road while selling Francesco merchandise, until they notice Finn a right turn past them.]

Miles:
They will come to us, and they will have no choice, because they will need us.

[Finn stops on top of a rooftop as he then notices Grem and Acer up ahead with the camera. Quickly, he drives towards him, but as he jumps towards the tower, he is stopped in midair, as Grem and Acer both turn around. Grem and Acer start laughing as Finn gets dragged up into a big magnet]

Finn:
Huh? Whoa!

Acer:
We figured you might stop by! [Finn tries to wiggle free, but the magnet's force is too strong.]

Miles:
And they will finally respect us! So hold your hoods high! After today, you will never again be ashamed of who you are!

[Grem pushes the emitter's lever to 75% power, and aims it at Shu Todoroki as Finn cries out in horror]

Finn:
NO!!!

Miles:
LONG… LIVE... LEMONS!!!!

[Suddenly, Shu Todoroki's engine explodes due to the weapon]

Brent:
Oh, number 7 is loose! Shu Todoroki!

[Miguel Camino tries to brake, but crashes into Todoroki. Then, Max Schnell tries to brake, but crashes into the two. The crowd gasps where they saw the three racers crash and pileup. After that, Raoul ÇaRoule and Rip Clutchgoneski try to brake, but they also crash into the three. Jeff Gorvette and Lewis Hamilton brake just in time, leaving them as the only survivors.]

Holley:
[gasps and see Finn captured by a helicopter] Finn?

Brent:
Bumper to bumper as they approach the finish line! McQueen's the winner! Francesco’s second! They have no idea what happened behind them.

Francesco:
Ugh! This is impossible!

Lightning:
That’s what I’m talking about! Ka-chow! [Ambulances sirens] Wh- What happened? Where are all the other cars?

Francesco:
What is going on?

[They look at car crashes on the TV screens]

Lightning:
Oh, no!

[A chopper is then seen rushing towards the scene, as the press surrounds Axlerod]

Brent:
[on TV] Sir Axlerod, is the final race in London still going to take place?

Miles:
[on TV] I suppose that... [sighs] Look, the show must go on, as they say. But now is not the time to talk about...

J. Curby:
I can't believe this is really happening!

Vladimir:
Shh! Quiet!

Brent:
[on TV] And allinol? Will you require all the racers to still run on allinol?

Vladimir:
[chuckles] Here it comes!

Miles:
[on TV] I cannot, in good conscience, continue to risk the lives of any more race cars. The final race will not be run on allinol.

Lemons:
[cheering] Ah-ha-ha! Ha-ha! [continue cheering]

Brent:
[on TV, to the TV viewers] There you have it, a clearly devastated Sir Miles Axlerod announcing that he will not require the cars to use allinol for the final race.

Prof. Z:
[as casino staff pop lemonade corks] A toast! To the death of allinol and alternative fuel forever!

Holley:
[rushing away from the casino] Mater, abort the mission! They've got Finn. Get out of there. Get out of there right now!

[Suddenly, she stops after turning a corner revealing several angry black Hugos in front of her; she gasps]

Ivan:
[appearing behind Holley] How is your grandfather?

[The camera shows the lemons inside the casino are cheering, while Mater, who is now all on his own, is about to leave.]

All Car:
[chanting] Long live lemons!

Car:
Isn’t this a great party, Ivan, huh?

Mater:
Oh yeah, it’s unbelievable.

Car:
You’re not leaving, are you?

Mater:
Uh, of course I’m not leaving.

Lightning:
[on TV] Just in shock like everybody...

Mater:
McQueen?

Lightning:
[on TV] Crashes are a part of racing, I know, but something like that should never happen.

Darrell:
[on TV] They're letting you choose your fuel for the final race. Do you have any idea what it's gonna be?

Lightning:
[on TV] Allinol.

All Car:
[all gasp] What?!

Car:
Did he just say Allinol?!

Darrell:
[on TV] After today?

Lightning:
[on TV] My friend Fillmore says the fuel's safe. That's good enough for me. I didn't stand by a friend of mine recently. I'm not gonna make the same mistake twice.

Brent:
[on TV] So a surprising revelation from Lightning McQueen. He will use allinol in the final race, despite what occurred today.

Prof. Z:
[listening to the mastermind on the telephone] Yes, sir.

Miles:
[speaks indistinctly to Professor Z through a phone in his disguised voice as the Lemon Mastermind] ...Till Lightning McQueen is dead!

Prof. Z:
[after receiving orders from the Lemon Mastermind] Of course. [to his fellow Lemons] Allinol must be finished for good. McQueen can NOT win the last race. Lightning McQueen must be KILLED!

Mater:
No! [quickly backs up and the emergency light gets bashed by one of the televisions. The bash causes the device to malfunction, as the disguise changes into taco truck form, with his horn playing "La Cucaracha" as several tacos fall out.] (Uh-oh.)

Prof. Z:
(Huh?) [It cycles through his other forms: Dracula, funny car, lederhosen, before finally showing Mater's true form, as he nervously smiles; alarmed] IT'S THE AMERICAN SPY!!! [the Lemons all draw their weapons]

Mater:
Dad-gum!

Computer:
Gatling gun, request acknowledged. [two Gatling guns appear out of Mater's sides]

Prof. Z:
DOWN!!! DOWN!!! EVERYBODY, DOWN!!!!

Mater:
Shoot. I didn't mean...

Computer:
Request acknowledged. [Mater's guns fire madly, shooting everything in the room as the Lemons drive for cover. The force of the guns makes Mater back out of the room and onto the balcony]

Mater:
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait!! I didn't mean that kind of "shoot"!

Mater's Computer:
Correction acknowledged. Deploying chute. [a parachute appears out of Mater's back]

Mater:
Whoa-a-a! [carries him into the air. The Lemons watched as Mater go high up in the air and saw McQueen onstage] McQueen! [spots a motorboat and hook onto it.]

Boat:
Whoa! What's this?!

Mater:
Whoa!

Boat:
Yah!

Mater:
[sees McQueen onstage] McQueen! McQueen! Whoa!

[Suddenly, his tow cable comes off the boat, causing him to fall.]

Mater:
Aah! [hits the leaves of a palm tree, then a hotel sign, and is about to hit a market stall]

Market Seller:
Waagh! [gets hit as the screen goes black]