N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

View Quote Finn: [over radio] Mater.
Mater: Finn, you’re okay!
Finn: Listen to me. The bomb is on you! They knew you'd try to help McQueen. When we were knocked out, they planted it your air filter!
Mater: [blows air filter cover off and sees the bomb on his air filter, and looks at Allinol] Uh-oh.
Lightning: Mater, there you are!
Mater: [alarmed] Stop right there!
Lightning: Oh, man, I've been so worried about you!
Mater: Don't come any closer!
Lightning: Are you okay?
Mater: No, I'm not okay! Stay away from me!
Lightning: No, wait! Wait!
Brent Mustangburger: Hold everything. A tow truck has just raced onto the track, and he's driving backwards!
Lightning: Mater, wait!
David Hobbscap: Normally, an emergency vehicle on the track means there's been an accident.
Brent: Wait, wait. Lightning McQueen is chasing him!
Lightning: Mater, wait!
Mater: Stay back! If you get close to me, you're gonna get hurt real bad!
Lightning: I know I made you feel that way before, but none of that matters! Because we're best friends!
Brent: And McQueen seems to be having a conversation with a tow truck.
Darrell: I don’t know who that truck is Brent. But I’ll tell you what, he’s got to be the world's best backwards driver! [Prof. Z chuckles]
Mater: McQueen, you don’t get it! I'm the bomb!
Lightning: Yes, Mater! You are the bomb! That’s what I’m trying to say here! You’ve always been the bomb! And you’ll always be the bomb!
Mater: Stay away!
Lightning: No! Never!
Prof. Z: [his tire is almost at the detonation button] Almost there.
Lightning: I'm not... letting you... GET AWAY AGAIN!!! [grabs Mater's tow cable]
Mater: Got to keep away from McQueen!
Computer: Request acknowledged.
Lightning: [suddenly frightened by the rockets] Oh, my gosh!
[Mater rockets off at a tremendous speed, dragging McQueen with him.]
View Quote Holley: Still in one piece, great.
View Quote 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!
View Quote 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.
View Quote [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] 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!
View Quote [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.
View Quote [Grem pushes the emitter's lever to 75% power, and aims it at Shu Todoroki]
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. 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 watches in shock.]
Holley: [Gasps after spotting Finn taken away by the 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 cars: [chanting] Long live lemons!
Alex: Isn’t this a great party, Ivan, huh?
Mater: Oh yeah, it’s unbelievable.
Alex: 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.
Lemons: [all gasp] What?!
J. Curby: 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: [indistinctly] ...Till Lightning McQueen is dead!
Prof. Z: Of course. [to his fellow Lemons] Allinol must be finished for good. McQueen cannot 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.]
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]
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]
Mater: Let me through! Let me through! [covered in Francesco memorabilia and palm leaves, Mater skids to a halt at the media's entrance] You gotta let me in! I gotta get through to warn McQueen!
Italian Security #1: You cannot-a come through here! Back up, signore.
Italian Security #2: [into a walkie-talkie] We have a lunatic at Gate 9...
Mater: No, listen! I was disguised as a tow truck to infiltrate this Lemonhead meetin' and my weapons system misinterpreted what I was sayin'!
Italian Security #2: I repeat. Lunatic at Gate 9.
Mater: [looks past the gate] McQueen! McQueen!
Press: You are the champion!
Press Liaison: Right this way, signore.
Mater: McQueen!
Lightning: Mater?
Mater: McQueen!
Press: Give us a pose!
Mater: McQueen!
Italian Security #1: Back up, sir.
Italian Security #2: Stop moving! Stop!
[Mater darts around the securities and speeds towards the press surrounding McQueen, all his decorations dropping off]
Italian Security #1: Hey, hey, hey! Where are you going? Oy! Stop! Ferma li!
Mater: McQueen!
Lightning: That really sounded like Mater. Mater?
Press Liaison: Signore...
Mater: McQueen! They're gonna kill you!
Lightning: Mater!
Press Liaison: Signore, please...
Lightning: [moves through the press crowd] Uhhhh... scusi, scusi.
Press Liaison: No, no, where are you going?! Please, Mr. McQueen!!
Lightning: Scusi. Mater!
Mater: McQueen!
Lightning: Scusi... Mater! Mater! Mater, I'm so glad to see you. I'm so sorry--
Ivan: Lightning McQueen! I am a huge fan!
Lightning: [surprised] Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I heard--
Ivan: Yes, but that was me. I said, "You killed out there today." You're the best.
Lightning: What? Oh. I mean, thanks.
Press Liaison: Right this way, signore.
Lightning: [pushed back in the other direction] I-I really thought I heard my friend.
Ivan: In England, you'll be finished. At the finish line.
Lightning: Wait, what?
Press Liaison: Please, uh, the world press is waiting. You come-a with me, please.
[Mater, now bound and with his mouth taped, is pulled away and thrown into the back of a transport vehicle. He lands hard on his side, spitting out his tape]
Mater: Let me go!
Prof. Z: You actually care about that race car. A pity you didn't warn him in time.
[The transport vehicle's door shuts, trapping Mater inside, and blacks him out with sleeping gas]
View Quote [The Lemons are cheering. Mater is scared.]
[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'll come to us and they'll have no choice, because they will need us.
View Quote Brent: Japan, land of the rising sun, where ancient tradition meets modern technology. Welcome to the inaugural running of the World Grand Prix. I'm Brent Mustangburger, here with racing legends Darrell Cartrip and David Hobbscap. There's never been a competition like this before. First, Allinol, making it's debut tonight as the required fuelfor all these great champions. Second, the course itself, and it's like nothing we've ever seen before. David, how exactly does this competition work?
David: Well, Brent, all three of these street courses are classic round-the-house racetracks. [The camera shows the labeled in Japan, Italy and England.] This means that the LMP and Formula cars should break out of the gate in spectacular fashion. Look for Francesco Bernoulli in particular to lead early. And with a series of technical turns throughout GT and Touring cars like Spain's Miguel Camino should make up some ground but I doubt it'll be enough to stop Francesco from absolutely running away with it.
Darrell: Whoa, now just hold your horsepower. You're forgetting the most important factor here. That early dirt track section of the course! The dirt is supposed to be the great equalizer in this race.
Brent: French rally car Raoul ÇaRoule is counting on a big boost heading through there.
Darrell: And don't forget Lightning McQueen! His mentor, the Hudson Hornet, was one of the greatest dirt track racers of all time. In my opinion, McQueen is the best all-around racer in this competition.
David: Really, Darrell, I think you need to clean your windshield. You're clearly not seeing this for what it is: Francesco's race to lose.
[The WGP Racers into the starting line.]
Brent: It's time for find out. The racers are locking into the grid.
[The racers are getting ready. McQueen trying to close his eyes.]
Lightning: Speed. I am speed.
[McQueen opens his eyes while Francesco laughs while he's on the grid.]
Francesco: Really? You're a speed? Then Francesco is triple speed. [closes his eyes.] Francesco is triple speed. Oh-ho! Francesco likes this, McQueen. It's really getting him into the zone!
Lightning: He is so getting beat today.
[Then lights comes on '3, 2, 1, GO!' Then start the race.]
View Quote Darrell: Oh, Miguel Camino has blown an engine!
Brent: Very unusual, Darrell. He's been so consistent all year.
View Quote Finn: What are you up to now, Professor? [four grappling hooks lower him above the oil platform]
Professor Zündapp: [speaking to a platform worker lemon] This is valuable equipment. Make sure it is properly secured for the voyage.
Platform Worker: Got it.
Grem: Hey, Professor Z! This is one of those British spies that we told you about!
Acer: Yeah, this one we caught sticking his bumper where it didn't belong!
Professor Z: Agent Leland Turbo. [Leland's remains are revealed: He's been crushed into a cube. Finn gasps in shock. A burst of flame behind Finn reveals his shadow on the platform below. Zündapp looks up and sees him] It's Finn McMissile! [Finn starts shooting] He's seen the camera! KILL HIM!!!
View Quote Finn: Come with me, please, sir.
Mater: But I’m gonna miss my plane.
Finn: Right this way.
Mater: Ah, doggone it. This is about my hook, ain’t it? I know I should have checked it, but i can’t, really. [as they go into the waiting room] Look. It’s attached to me. Hey, I know you. You’re that feller from the karate demonstration.
Finn: I never properly introduced myself. Finn McMissile, British intelligence.
Mater: Tow Mater, Average Intelligence.
Finn: Who are you with? FBI, CIA?
Mater: Let's just say I'm a triple AAA affiliated. Yeah, I know some karate. I don't want to brag or nuttin', but I got me a black fan belt. You wanna see some moves I made up?
Finn: [hears a beeping sound and looks on his wing mirror to see through his spy camera that Grem and Acer are heading towards the room] You're being followed. [shoots a glass cutter at the window]
Mater: This first one, I can reach into a car's hood pull out his battery, and show it to him before he stalls. I call it, “What I accidentally did to my friend Luigi once.” [does karate moves, crushing an oil can] Hey! Hi-yah-pah! Hi-yah!
Grem: There he is!
Mater: Hi-hi-tah! Huh! [after Finn's glass cutter finishes cutting through the window] Look, I probably ought to go. I’m about to miss my flight. [starts to leave]
Finn: [grabbing Mater with his grappling hooks] Don’t worry. I’ve taken care of that. [pulls him towards the hole in the window]
Mater: Whoa!
Finn: [jumping through the hole] Hang on!!
Acer: [grunts]
Mater: Whoa-hah-hah-hah! This is first-class service. You don't even have to go through the terminal!
Airport crew member: [speaks Japanese, after seeing Grem and Acer going over the roof of boarding stairs and giving chase along the runway]
Mater: Your karate partners is back there. They kinda look like they tryin' to catch up!
Finn: Drive forward. Whatever you do, don’t stop!
Mater: Whoa!
Passenger plane driver: Whoa!
[Mater zigzags around the plane's wheels. Grem dodges the plane, and prepares to shoot a missile. Finn then releases a wheeled motorized jack, which comes to Grem and lifts him up at an angle]
Grem: Whoa... [releases his missile, before being tipped over] Aaahh!
[Seeing that the missile is heading towards him, Finn releases another one at it, causing the two missiles to explode behind him]
Mater: Is everythin' okay back there?
Siddeley: Finn, it's Sid. I'm on approach.
Finn: [through the radio] Roger that.
[Acer is shown pulling flatbed trolleys of baggage across the runway, blocking the path]
Mater: 'Member that whole thing about me not us not stoppin' no matter what?
[Just then, Siddeley appears and shits bullets at the flatbed trolleys to make some of them go up into the air and clear the path]
Mater: Whoa! I knew I shoulda done carry-on!
Finn: [to Siddeley] Thanks, old boy!
Siddeley: [lands on the runway while still moving] You got it, mate! [opens his back ramp]
Mater: [seeing Holley inside] Hey, doggonit! Look, it’s my imaginary girlfriend!
Holley: Come on! Get in here!
Mater: I tell you what, you really do want this first date, don't ya? [as Holley watches with a shocked face] That's a no-quit attitude right there! [Suddenly, gunshots are seen beside him] What the...?
[Behind him, Acer is chasing him, trying to hit him. One of the bullets deflates one of Siddeley's tires]
Siddeley: [being turned to the left and across the grass] Aargh!
Finn: Hold on, Sid.
[Siddeley stops turning and goes straight along another runway, while Acer still keeps trying to shoot bullets. Finn pulls out his gun and fires back, deflating Acer's front right tire.]
Acer: Aargh!
[Acer is turned towards boarding stairs through an airplane, where two waitresses notice him going through the air, before he comes out the other side and falls into a lavatory service truck's tank of automobile waste, making a muffled cry. Siddeley then lifts his bodywork up, as he hits some signs showing the airport's barriers up ahead.]
Siddeley: Come on, Finn! It’s now or never!
[Finn then spins around so that he is going forwards.]
Mater: Whoa!
[Quickly, Finn heads into Siddeley behind him.]
Siddeley: Hold on! [takes off just before he can hit the barriers]
Mater: [voice-over reading the 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: [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: [the camera pans to show Guido and Luigi with big dewy eyes, trying to hold it together] That you are the greatest race car in the whole wide world. Your best friend, Mater." [looks up] I didn't really want him to leave.
Luigi: Wait, there's more here. [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] "P.P.S. That's funny right there. P.P."? [shifts the pages around] There's a few more pages of P.S's here.
Lightning: Well, at least I know if he's at home he'll be safe. ( foreshadowing: he definitely won't be...)
View Quote Grem: [laughs, thinking he killed Finn] He's dead, Professor.
Zündapp: Wunderbar! With Finn McMissile gone, who can stop us now?!
[Scene switches to Mater.]
Tow Mater: Mater. Tow Mater, that's who, is here to help ya. Hey, Otis!
Otis: Heh-hey, Mater. I, uh... Oh, gosh. I'm so sorry. I thought I could make it this time, but-- [Otis tries to start to start his engine, but can't.] Smooth like puddin', huh? [sighs] Who am I kiddin'? I'll always be a lemon.
Mater: Well, dad-gum, you're leakin' oil again. Must be yer gaskets. Hey, but look on the bright side. This is yer 10th tow this month, so that means it's on the house.
Otis: You're the only one that's nice to lemons like me, Mater.
Mater: Hey, don't sweat it. Shoot, these things happen to everybody, Otis.
Otis: But you never leak oil.
Mater: Yeah, but I ain't perfect. Don't tell nobody, but I think my rust is trying to show through.
View Quote Holley: Mater, we got to get that bomb off of you.
Lightning: Bomb?
Mater: Yeah, they strapped it to me to kill you as a back-up plan.
Lightning: Back-up plan? Mater, who put a bomb on you?
Prof. Z: [tied up] You! Why my death ray didn't kill you?!
Lightning: Death ray?!
Finn: Turn off the bomb, Zündapp!
Prof. Z: Are you all so dense? It's voice-activated. Everything is voice-activated these days.
Mater: Deactivate! Deactivate!
Bomb Computer: Voice denied. [a bomb starts a countdown mechanism from 4:59 to 4:58 to 4:57; Mater gasps in shock.]
Mater: Huh!
Prof. Z: Oops. Did I forget to mention that it can only be disarmed by the one who activated it?
Holley: [shoves her stun gun] Say it.
Prof. Z: Deactivate.
Bomb Computer: Voice denied. [the bomb lowers down from 4:48 to 3:48 to 3:47; Mater gasps.]
Prof. Z: Oh. I'm not the one who activated it. Would anyone else like to try? [Shiftwell zaps him]
Finn: You read my mind.
Holley: He was getting on my nerves.
Lightning: What do we do?
Victor: It’s very simple. You blow up.
Lightning: I’m going out on a limb here. These are the guys that want me dead, correct?
Vladimir: It’s nothing personal.
Mater: Fellers, listen. I know what you’re going through. Everybody's been laughing at me my whole life too. [the Lemons seem to take this in] But becoming powerful and rich beyond your wildest dreams ain't gonna make you feel better.
J. Curby: Yeah, but it’s worth a shot!
[Suddenly, from behind them, Red shoots water at the Gremlins, with Sally joining him, causing them to overturn and flip, with J. Curby landing on his front behind a metal fence. Finn uses his grappling hooks to move up into the air and pull four lemons towards each other, while Holley uses her wings to carry two other thugs and make them hit a few others. Two of the lemons try to take part, but then Guido takes off their tires]
Guido: Pit stop.
[Flo also arrives, shining her headlights into Vladimir's eyes, making enough time for Sheriff to put a parking boot on Vladimir's left rear tire]
Sheriff: Not today, boys!
[Vladimir tries to move, but gives up when he is unable to move with the parking boot on. Guido then moves away another thug, yelling in Italian. Ivan tries to ram into McQueen, but Mater defends, punching him away as well as a couple more of the lemons and human thugs, and yells as he uses his tow hook to throw Tubbs Pacer towards Ramone, who sprays paint over his eyes. He then sees Finn, Mater, McQueen, Holley, and the other Radiator Springs residents are all watching angrily at him and the other lemons]
Tubbs Pacer: Retreat! [flees along with the remaining thugs, but immediately finds Sarge and the army confronting them]
Sarge: Thanks for the help, Corporal.
Military Car: Anything for one of Pop's mates.
[Guido tries to remove the bolts off the bomb, but none of them work. He rants angrily in Italian and drives off.]
Lightning: What’s he saying? What’s wrong?
Luigi: None of his wrenches fit the bolts!
Mater: I get it. I get it! I know what needs to be done.
Lightning: Then do it.
Mater: What? No, I can’t do it. Look, nobody takes me seriously. I know that now. This ain’t Radiator Springs.
Lightning: Yes, it is. Be yourself in Radiator Springs. Be yourself here. And if-if people aren't taking you seriously, then they need to change, not you. I know that because I was wrong before. Now, you can do this. You're the bomb.
Mater: Thanks, buddy.
Lightning: No, no, no, you're the actual bomb. Now let's go!
Mater: Oh, right! Hang on! [hooks up to McQueen, and drives off]
Finn: Where's he going?
Mater: [as he drives through the traffic] Computer!
Mater's Computer: Yes, Agent Mater?
Mater: I need that thing you done before to get me away from McQueen!
Mater's Computer: Request acknowledged. [brings out Mater's rockets and activates him]
Lightning: Mater?
Mater: Now I need you to do shoot! The second kind, not the first!
Mater’s Computer: Deploying chute. [brings out the chute; Mater and McQueen soar up in the sky]
View Quote Holley: So, Mater, it's voice-activated. But you know, everything's voice-activated these days.
Mater: What? I thought you's supposed to be making me a disguise!
Mater's Computer: Voice recognized, disguise program initiated. [uses a hologram to make Mater look like Ivan, an evil tow truck]
Mater: Ha ha. Cool! Hey, Computer. Make me a German truck.
Mater's Computer: Request acknowledged. [Mater wears a funny German costume with a green hat]
Mater: Check it out! I'm wearing Materhosen! Make me a monster truck!
Mater's Computer: Request acknowledged. [Mater wears a vampire costume]
Mater: What the? [Transylvanian accent] Ha-ha-ha-ha. I vant to siphon your gas! [normal accent] Ha, ha! Now make me a taco truck!
Mater's Computer: Request acknowledged. [Mater becomes a white taco truck, and his horn plays "La Cucaracha"]
Mater: A funny car!
Mater's Computer: Request acknowledged. [Mater becomes painted yellow with red flames, hot rod exhaust pipes, a hot rod engine, and a spoiler. Mater revs his engine a few times, enjoying the disguise, until Finn turns it off]
Finn: The idea is to keep a low profile, Mater.