Mater, we got to get that bomb off of you.
M Mater
Yeah, they strapped it to me to kill you as a back-up plan.
Back-up plan? Mater, who put a bomb on you?
[tied up]
You! Why my death ray didn't kill you?!
Turn off the bomb, Zündapp!
Are you all so dense? It's voice-activated. Everything is voice-activated these days.
M Mater
Deactivate! Deactivate!
BC Bomb Computer
Voice denied. [a bomb starts a countdown mechanism from 4:59 to 4:58 to 4:57; Mater gasps in shock.]
Oops. Did I forget to mention that it can only be disarmed by the one who activated it?
[shoves her stun gun]
Say it.
BC Bomb Computer
Voice denied. [the bomb lowers down from 4:48 to 3:48 to 3:47; Mater gasps.]
Oh. I'm not the one who activated it. Would anyone else like to try? [Shiftwell zaps him]
He was getting on my nerves.
V Victor
It’s very simple. You blow up.
I’m going out on a limb here. These are the guys that want me dead, correct?
M 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]
[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]
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]
Retreat! [flees along with the remaining thugs, but immediately finds Sarge and the army confronting them]
Thanks for the help, Corporal.
MC 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.]
What’s he saying? What’s wrong?
None of his wrenches fit the bolts!
M Mater
I get it. I get it! I know what needs to be done.
M Mater
What? No, I can’t do it. Look, nobody takes me seriously. I know that now. This ain’t Radiator Springs.
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.
No, no, no, you're the actual bomb. Now let's go!
M Mater
Oh, right! Hang on! [hooks up to McQueen, and drives off]
M Mater
[as he drives through the traffic]
Computer!
M Mater
I need that thing you done before to get me away from McQueen!
Request acknowledged. [brings out Mater's rockets and activates him]
M Mater
Now I need you to do shoot! The second kind, not the first!
MS Mater’s Computer
Deploying chute. [brings out the chute; Mater and McQueen soar up in the sky]
[Grem pushes the emitter's lever to 75% power, and aims it at Shu Todoroki]
No!
[Suddenly, Shu Todoroki's engine explodes due to the weapon]
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.] [Gasps after spotting Finn taken away by the helicopter]
Finn?
Bumper to bumper as they approach the finish line! McQueen's the winner! Francesco’s second! They have no idea what happened behind them.
That’s what I’m talking about! Ka-chow! [Ambulances sirens] Wh- What happened? Where are all the other cars?
[They look at car crashes on the TV screens]
Oh, no!
[A chopper is then seen rushing towards the scene, as the press surrounds Axlerod] [on TV]
Sir Axlerod, is the final race in London still going to take place?
[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!
[on TV]
And allinol? Will you require all the racers to still run on allinol?
[chuckles]
Here it comes!
[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.
L Lemons
[cheering]
Ah-ha-ha! Ha-ha! [continue cheering]
[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.
[as casino staff pop lemonade corks]
A toast! To the death of allinol and alternative fuel forever!
[rushing away from the casino]
Mater, abort the mission! They've got Finn. Get out of there. Get out of there right now!
I Ivan
[Suddenly, she stops after turning a corner revealing several angry black Hugos in front of her; she gasps] [appearing behind Holley]
How is your grandfather?
AC All cars
[The camera shows the lemons inside the casino are cheering, while Mater, who is now all on his own, is about to leave.] [chanting]
Long live lemons!
A Alex
Isn’t this a great party, Ivan, huh?
M Mater
Oh yeah, it’s unbelievable.
A Alex
You’re not leaving, are you?
M Mater
Uh, of course I’m not leaving.
[on TV]
Just in shock like everybody...
[on TV]
Crashes are a part of racing, I know, but something like that should never happen.
[on TV]
They're letting you choose your fuel for the final race. Do you have any idea what it's gonna be?
L Lemons
[all gasp]
What?!
J. Curby Did he just say Allinol?!
[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.
[on TV]
So a surprising revelation from Lightning McQueen. He will use allinol in the final race, despite what occurred today.
[listening to the mastermind on the telephone]
Yes, sir.
[indistinctly]
...Till Lightning McQueen is dead!
Of course. [to his fellow Lemons] Allinol must be finished for good. McQueen cannot win the last race. Lightning McQueen must be killed!
M 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.]
(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]
Gatling gun, request acknowledged. [two Gatling guns appear out of Mater's sides]
DOWN!!! DOWN!!! EVERYBODY, DOWN!!!!
M Mater
Shoot. I didn't mean--
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]
M Mater
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait!! I didn't mean that kind of "shoot"!
Correction acknowledged. Deploying chute. [a parachute appears out of Mater's back]
M 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.]
B Boat
Whoa! What's this?!
M Mater
[sees McQueen onstage]
McQueen! McQueen! Whoa!
M Mater
[Suddenly, his tow cable comes off the boat, causing him to fall.]
Aah! [hits the leaves of a palm tree, then a hotel sign, and is about to hit a market stall]
MS Market Seller
Waagh! [gets hit as the screen goes black]
M 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!
IS Italian Security #1
You cannot-a come through here! Back up, signore.
IS Italian Security #2
[into a walkie-talkie]
We have a lunatic at Gate 9...
M Mater
No, listen! I was disguised as a tow truck to infiltrate this Lemonhead meetin' and my weapons system misinterpreted what I was sayin'!
IS Italian Security #2
I repeat. Lunatic at Gate 9.
M Mater
[looks past the gate]
McQueen! McQueen!
P Press
You are the champion!
PL Press Liaison
Right this way, signore.
IS Italian Security #1
Back up, sir.
IS Italian Security #2
Stop moving! Stop!
IS Italian Security #1
[Mater darts around the securities and speeds towards the press surrounding McQueen, all his decorations dropping off]
Hey, hey, hey! Where are you going? Oy! Stop! Ferma li!
That really sounded like Mater. Mater?
PL Press Liaison
Signore...
M Mater
McQueen! They're gonna kill you!
PL Press Liaison
Signore, please...
[moves through the press crowd]
Uhhhh... scusi, scusi.
PL Press Liaison
No, no, where are you going?! Please, Mr. McQueen!!
Scusi... Mater! Mater! Mater, I'm so glad to see you. I'm so sorry--
I Ivan
Lightning McQueen! I am a huge fan!
[surprised]
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I heard--
I Ivan
Yes, but that was me. I said, "You killed out there today." You're the best.
What? Oh. I mean, thanks.
PL Press Liaison
Right this way, signore.
[pushed back in the other direction]
I-I really thought I heard my friend.
I Ivan
In England, you'll be finished. At the finish line.
PL Press Liaison
Please, uh, the world press is waiting. You come-a with me, please.
M Mater
[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]
Let me go!
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]
