Cars 3 (2017)
Sally Carrera: Don't fear failure. Be afraid of not having the chance, you have the chance!
Lightning McQueen: The racing is the reward, not the stuff!
Lightning McQueen: [turns off his TV where it talks about his crash] I decide when I'm done.
Luigi: [Cruz and McQueen are about to have a race] On your mark, get set, and go!
Cruz Ramirez: [spins out of control; McQueen stops] Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
[sinks into the sand]
Cruz Ramirez: The beach ate me.
Mater: [to Lightning McQueen on a computer] You know what I'd do?
Lightning McQueen: What?
Mater: ...I don't know. I got nothin'.
Smokey Yunick: [to McQueen] Hud saw something in you that you don't even see in yourself.
Smokey Yunick: You'll never be the racer you once were. You can't turn back the clock, kid. But you can wind it up again.
Lightning McQueen: [about Doc] I would give anything to talk to him right now.
Cruz Ramirez: It's all about motivation, Mr. McQueen. You can use anything negative as fuel to push through to the positive!
Lightning McQueen: I've been pretty positive ever since I was a rookie.
Cruz Ramirez: I am so excited that I get to train you. I grew up watching you on TV!
Lightning McQueen: Huh, is that right?
Cruz Ramirez: These young guys are great and all, but I like a challenge.
Lightning McQueen: Haha.
Lightning McQueen: Not that much older...
Cruz Ramirez: In fact, I call you... my "Senior Project".
Sally Carrera: [to McQueen] Don't fear failure. Be afraid of not having the chance; you have the chance!
Jackson Storm: You have no idea what a pleasure it is for me to finally beet you.
Lightning McQueen: Thanks... Wait, did you say meet or beet?
Jackson Storm: I think you heard me.
Lightning McQueen: Uh... what?
Mater: [to Sterling] You are not a nice guy! But you sure do make a quality mud flap at a reasonable price.
Cruz Ramirez: Good evening, Storm...!
Jackson Storm: [confused] How did you?
Cruz Ramirez: Just back here drafting on your butt, nothing to be concerned about.
Lightning McQueen: I'm coming for you, Storm.
Smokey Yunick: You will never be the racer you once were... Accept it.
Darrell Cartrip: [Jackson Storm overtakes Lightning and he starts to fade behind] Unbelievable! McQueen is fading! McQueen is fading! Fading fast!
Lightning McQueen: [to Cruz after practicing racing a lap] Hey, what was my speed?
Cruz Ramirez: I don't know. I can only track you on the treadmill.
Lightning McQueen: No treadmills!
Cruz Ramirez: Oh, what about Hamilton?
Hamilton: [beeps to life] Hamilton here.
Lightning McQueen: Who's Hamilton?
Cruz Ramirez: My electronic personal assistant. You know, like on your phone. You have a phone, don't you?
Lightning McQueen: ...Race cars don't have phones, Cruz.
[as Jackson Storm is in the lead, McQueen is fading behind]
Lightning McQueen: No. No, no, no. No!... NO!
Sally Carrera: How you feeling?
Lightning McQueen: I can't go out on the track and do the same old thing; it won't work!
Lightning McQueen: This is my last chance, Cruz. Last! If I lose, I never get to do this again!
Sterling: [with Luigi, Guido, and McQueen; yelling to Cruz] Hey, Cruz!
Cruz Ramirez: Oh, hey, Mr. Sterling!
Sterling: I'd like to introduce you to Lightning McQueen.
Lightning McQueen: [to Cruz] I hear you're the maestro.
Cruz Ramirez: [ignoring Lightning] Mr. Sterling, did you say Lightning McQueen was here? Because I don't see him *anywhere*.
Luigi: Uh, but he is right here.
[gestures to McQueen]
Luigi: Do you not see him?
Cruz Ramirez: Nope, still don't see him.
Luigi: But he is right in front of you! IT IS LIGHTNING MCQUEEN!
Lightning McQueen: [looking at Jackson Storm on the screen] Hey, Bobby... who is that?
Bobby Swift: That's, uh... Jackson Storm.
Cal Weathers: Yeah, he's one of the rookies.
Cruz Ramirez: [Cruz is watching the news with a trophy while Lightning is completely miffed] So... trophy's kinda nice. Don't you think?
Cruz Ramirez: I-I mean, I know like, you've got a billion of them, so y-you would know.
[still no response]
Cruz Ramirez: I still can't believe I won. Heheh. It's pretty shiny. I have never seen one up close. Looks like they spent a lot of money on it, I-I mean, I think it's real metal...
Lightning McQueen: Stop. Just stop! Okay, Cruz? You don't even know. You don't even have one clue!
Cruz Ramirez: Hey! I was trying to...
Lightning McQueen: Do you know what happens if I lose this race?
[Cruz doesn't answer]
Lightning McQueen: Every mile of this trip was to get me faster than Jackson Storm. FASTER!
[Luigi, Guido, and Mack listen on in horror]
Lightning McQueen: I start off getting nowhere for a week ON A SIMULATOR! I lose a whole day with you on Fireball Beach. AND THEN, I WASTE TONIGHT IN THE CROSSHAIRS OF MISS FRITTER! I'm stuck in the same speed I was a month ago! I can't get any faster BECAUSE I'M TOO BUSY TAKING CARE OF MY TRAINER!
[Cruz feeling hurt and remains silent]
Lightning McQueen: This is my last chance, Cruz. Last! Final! FINITO! If I lose, I never get to do this again. If you were a racer, you'd know what I'm talking about! But you're not! So you DON'T!
[he slams his tire on the wall, causing Cruz's trophy to fall off the shelf and break upon hitting the floor; Cruz is crushed]
Cruz Ramirez: [furious] Mack, pull over!
Mack: Wha? Now?
Cruz Ramirez: NOW!
[pushes the button]
Mack: Ahh - Okay okay! Pulling over! Pulling over!
[Mack pulls over]
Cruz Ramirez: [exits Mack] Ask me if I dreamed of being a trainer, Mr. McQueen, go ahead! Ask me if I got up in the dark to run laps before school every day! Ask me if I saved every penny to buy a ticket to the races when they came to town. Ask me if I did that so that I could be a trainer someday, ask me!
Lightning McQueen: Did y - ?
Cruz Ramirez: No! I've wanted to become a racer forever! Because of you.
[Lightning is shocked and heartbroken]
Cruz Ramirez: I used to watch you on TV, flying through the air. You seemed so... fearless. "Dream small, Cruz." That's what my family used to say. "Dream small or not at all." They were just trying to protect me. But, I was the fastest kid in town and I was gonna prove them wrong!
Lightning McQueen: What happened?
Cruz Ramirez: When I got to my first race, I figured it out.
Lightning McQueen: What?
Cruz Ramirez: That I didn't belong. The other racers looked nothing like me. You know, they-they were bigger, and-and stronger, and so... confident. And when they started their engines... that was it. I knew I'd never be a racer. I just left. It was my one shot and I didn't take it.
[Lightning feels bad as Cruz decides to leave]
Cruz Ramirez: Yeah, so, uh... I-I'm gonna head back to the training center. I think we both know it's for the best.
[starts to drive away, but turns around again]
Cruz Ramirez: But, can I ask you something? What was it like for you, when you showed up to your first race? How did you know you could do it?
Lightning McQueen: I don't know, I... I just never thought I couldn't.
Cruz Ramirez: I wish I knew what that felt like. Good luck, Mr. McQueen.
[starts driving away]
Lightning McQueen: Cruz... Cruz, wait...!
[Cruz ignores him and he sighs]
Reporter: Hey, Storm, can we get some pictures?
Jackson Storm: Yeah yeah, come on, let's get a picture. You know what, you get a ton of pictures.
[talking about McQueen, who is right next to him]
Jackson Storm: Because champ here has been a role model of mine for years now. And I mean, a *LOT*...
[prods McQueen hard]
Jackson Storm: ...of years, right?
[makes his way to his trailer]
Jackson Storm: I love this guy!
Sterling: [to Lightning McQueen] Movie deals, infomercial, product endorsements. You think you're famous now?
Sterling: You'll be rich beyond belief.
Lightning McQueen: Mr. Sterling, what is this about?
Sterling: Your legacy. Every time you lose... you damage yourself. I'm sorry. Your racing days are coming to an end.
Smokey Yunick: You'll never be as fast as Storm, but you can be smarter than him.
Sterling: [to Lightning McQueen] You are about to become the biggest brand in racing.
TV Broadcaster: [to the TV] We can only hope that this race today wasn't his last.
Lightning McQueen: I decide when I'm done.
Cruz Ramirez: [to McQueen] I am so excited to train you. I like a challenge.
Cruz Ramirez: I call you, my senior project.
Cruz Ramirez: I used to watch you TV, flying through the air. You seemed so fearless. I wish I knew what that felt like.
Doc Hudson: Get ready for what's comin'. More speed, more horsepower. More of everything.
Jackson Storm: [after his first meeting with McQueen] I think I touched a nerve.
Daniel Swervez: [to McQueen] Name's Danny, bro.
Miss Fritter: [to McQueen and Cruz] Boo!
Miss Fritter: [to her other fellows] Looky here, boys! We got us a couple of rookies.
Miss Fritter: I'm gonna call you "Muddy Bridges".
Miss Fritter: And you, "Lemonade".
Arvy: Hey, neither one of 'em has a single dent!
Miss Fritter: Oh, I'm gonna fix that!
Lightning McQueen: [sees Cruz hiding behind a stack full of wheels] Cruz!
Cruz Ramirez: [to Hamilton] Hamilton, track Mr. McQueen's speed and report it.
Cruz Ramirez: [to McQueen] I'll stay as close as I can. Your suit will transmit your speeds to Hamilton.
Lightning McQueen: Fine, whatever. Let's do this.
[Sterling is not amused as McQueen keeps stumbling, while being on the racing simulator]
Cruz Ramirez: Mr. McQueen? Come down from there, and we'll work you up to this!
Lightning McQueen: I AM FINE, CRUZ! I CAN DO IT! OKAY?
[He suddenly loses control as he is now goes off the track as the screen reads "ERROR mph"]
Lightning McQueen: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, AAHH!
Simulator: You have jumped a barrier.
Lightning McQueen: SORRY!
Simulator: You have maimed two vehicles. You have destroyed a drinking fountain.
Lightning McQueen: [he screams as he goes into the sky with the Lightyear Blimp on the screen and then flings back down to the ground] AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! AH! AHH! OW!
[Sterling looks not happy as he drives away; fire appears on the screen and McQueen is now going the wrong way passing by next gen racers]
Simulator: You have disabled an ambulance. You are on fire. Danger. Danger. You are going the wrong way.
Lightning McQueen: [even more panicking] TURN IT OFF, TURN IT OFF! GET THESE THINGS OFF OF ME!
[he uses his back wheels, which it makes the locks disconnect]
Lightning McQueen: NOOOO!
[he launches off the platform he's on, and crashes right into the screen]
Simulator: [repeatedly] You have crashed. You have crashed.
Cruz Ramirez: [drives up to see if McQueen is alright as he is seen through the screen] Are you all right?
Simulator: You have crashed.
Lightning McQueen: I've crashed...
[the whole power suddenly goes including the whole racing center]
Cruz Ramirez: You'll need my help, Mr. McQueen.
Smokey Yunick: [to McQueen] You'll never be the racer you once were. You can't turn back the clock, kid. But you can wind it up again.
Lightning McQueen: [drives up to Storm] Hey, Jackson Storm, right? Great race today.
Jackson Storm: Wow, thank you, Mr. McQueen.
Natalie Certain: Jackson Storm set a new record today when he pulled off the fasted lap ever recorded.
Reporter #1: [to McQueen] How you feeling?
Reporter #2: [to McQueen] Have you seen the latest record Storm's been set?
Reporter #3: [to McQueen] Have you given any thought to retiring?
Reporter #4: [to McQueen] McQueen, over here!
Jackson Storm: [to McQueen while racing] Don't you worry, pal. You had a good run.
[zooms past McQueen]
Bob Cutlass: [talking about Storm] Win number 3 for the rookie sensation!
Natalie Certain: Storm's in a class of his own. And a big reason for that: training on the newest cutting edge simulators. These machines create a virtual racing experience so real racers never even have to go outside.
Bob Cutlass: Storm's ability to hold that line is like nothing we've ever seen.
Darrell Cartrip: Four in a row? Are you kidding me?
Natalie Certain: Racing data: tire pressure, downforce, weight distribution, aerodynamics. The racing world is changing.
Ramone: [about to take Lightning to his House of Body Art to get ready for his trip to the Rust-Eze Racing Center] Hey, McQueen, you can't race in primer, man. Come on! Let's go!
Ramone: [after giving Lightning a new paint job] It's like the Sistine Chapel on wheels.
Lightning McQueen: [starts riving his engine in front of a mirror] I'm coming for you, Storm.
Mater: [singing] My cup holder's happy, my tank is full. My engine's running like a Brahma bull. My bumpers are polished and talk about luck. I just got a date with an ice cream truck.
[Mater laughs as his smartphone rings]
Mater: Huh? Ahh!
[Mater knocks over a pile of tires]
Mater: Shoot. Hey, McQueen, you still there? McQueen? Ugh. Technology!