Miles Axlerod: And now, our last competitor. Number 95: Lightning McQueen!
Lightning: Ka-chow! Thank you so much for having us, Sir Axlerod. I really look forward to racing. This is a great opportunity.
Miles: The pleasure's all ours, Lightning. You and your team bring excellence and professionalism to this competition.
Mater: DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Someone give me water! Aah! [sticks his tongue underneath the waterfall] Oh, sweet relief. Sweet relief. [now sated, approaches the microphone] Whatever you do, do not eat the free pistachio ice cream. It has turned. [echoes]
Lightning: Sir Axlerod, I can explain. This is Mater. He's--
Miles: No, I know him. This is the bloke that called in to the television show. You're the one I have to thank.
Mater: No, thank you. This trip has been amazing.
[Miles leaks oil and blames it on Mater, tells Mater off]
Miles: Ah! He's a little excited, isn't he?
Lightning: Mater!
Mater: But wait, I-- Oh, shoot!
Lightning: Mater.
Miles: Uh, have you got a towel?
Lightning: Mater, you have to get a hold of yourself. You're making a scene!
Mater: But I never leak oil. Never.
Lightning: Go take care of yourself right now. [Mater shamefully drives away]
Mater: [now speeding] Comin' through! Excuse me. Leakin' Oil. Where's the bathroom? Thank you. I gotta go. Oh, uh-- Uh-- [goes into the ladies' bathroom, the women cars scream in embarrassment] Sorry, ladies!
Lightning: Ka-chow! Thank you so much for having us, Sir Axlerod. I really look forward to racing. This is a great opportunity.
Miles: The pleasure's all ours, Lightning. You and your team bring excellence and professionalism to this competition.
Mater: DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Someone give me water! Aah! [sticks his tongue underneath the waterfall] Oh, sweet relief. Sweet relief. [now sated, approaches the microphone] Whatever you do, do not eat the free pistachio ice cream. It has turned. [echoes]
Lightning: Sir Axlerod, I can explain. This is Mater. He's--
Miles: No, I know him. This is the bloke that called in to the television show. You're the one I have to thank.
Mater: No, thank you. This trip has been amazing.
[Miles leaks oil and blames it on Mater, tells Mater off]
Miles: Ah! He's a little excited, isn't he?
Lightning: Mater!
Mater: But wait, I-- Oh, shoot!
Lightning: Mater.
Miles: Uh, have you got a towel?
Lightning: Mater, you have to get a hold of yourself. You're making a scene!
Mater: But I never leak oil. Never.
Lightning: Go take care of yourself right now. [Mater shamefully drives away]
Mater: [now speeding] Comin' through! Excuse me. Leakin' Oil. Where's the bathroom? Thank you. I gotta go. Oh, uh-- Uh-- [goes into the ladies' bathroom, the women cars scream in embarrassment] Sorry, ladies!
Miles Axlerod : And now, our last competitor. Number 95: Lightning McQueen!
Lightning : Ka-chow! Thank you so much for having us, Sir Axlerod. I really look forward to racing. This is a great opportunity.
Miles : The pleasure's all ours, Lightning. You and your team bring excellence and professionalism to this competition.
Mater : DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Someone give me water! Aah! [sticks his tongue underneath the waterfall] Oh, sweet relief. Sweet relief. [now sated, approaches the microphone] Whatever you do, do not eat the free pistachio ice cream. It has turned. [echoes]
Lightning : Sir Axlerod, I can explain. This is Mater. He's--
Miles : No, I know him. This is the bloke that called in to the television show. You're the one I have to thank.
Mater : No, thank you. This trip has been amazing.
[Miles leaks oil and blames it on Mater, tells Mater off]
Miles : Ah! He's a little excited, isn't he?
Lightning : Mater!
Mater : But wait, I-- Oh, shoot!
Lightning : Mater.
Miles : Uh, have you got a towel?
Lightning : Mater, you have to get a hold of yourself. You're making a scene!
Mater : But I never leak oil. Never.
Lightning : Go take care of yourself right now. [Mater shamefully drives away]
Mater : [now speeding] Comin' through! Excuse me. Leakin' Oil. Where's the bathroom? Thank you. I gotta go. Oh, uh-- Uh-- [goes into the ladies' bathroom, the women cars scream in embarrassment] Sorry, ladies!
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