Character: Lightning McQueen

- Yes, Master! You'd better explode, don't hold a grudge inside! I know I drove you! You will explode and you will be right!

- Francesco knows for sure that he is the best, and does not keep rusty one and a half to support!
- And you take on a lot: it looks thin, like a piece of plywood!
- F-plywood?! He called Francesco plywood!! Oh my go, McQueino!
- Well, wait? Can't you keep up?

- Dropping out of sport? Why?
I remember once asked the trainer: "At what point do you have to finish?". You know what he said novice prompt.

- Float like a butterfly.
- Sting like a bee!

Is not asphalt, son, this soil!
- Not blind, what do you want?! Gloat?
- Forget about the brakes, gas it is necessary to work! Benched to complete and finalize. Just gonna clamp and in a ditch wheels up!
- You and the judge, and a doctor and a racing expert.
I'll say simply: if you give the left will turn right.

Makaronina smug!.. Risotto boastful!..

Mater! I don't want to!
- You will not regret it!.. Tractor to sugar - fun!..
Yeah! Just kindergarten...
- So, hear: say go - then go! Don't fall to Frank. Forward!
- Oh, and who is Frank? Mater! Wait, Master!
- Well, in short, creep closer, shorter, and buzzing. Oh, what a scream! In, look! [pulls up to the sleeping tractor, buzzes, and he flips, Mater laughing] Well? Tractor stupid! Where else in the world a lot of shit!..
- Yes, but not living the dream Mile!

You all buckets of a bucket!

It's good to be me!

Did you give the Cup of the Piston, are you?
- A good friend of mine said about the Cup - a useless tin can.