Cars 2

2011 computer-animated film directed by John Lasseter

Cars 2 is a 2011 American computer-animated film produced by Pixar Animation Studios and distributed by Walt Disney Pictures, and is the sequel to the 2006 film, Cars. In the film, race car Lightning McQueen and tow truck Mater head to Japan and Europe to compete in the World Grand Prix, but Mater becomes sidetracked with international espionage.

Directed by John Lasseter, co-directed by Brad Lewis. Written by Ben Queen.
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The first film’s poster.


[Finn has infiltrated an oil platform to rescue Agent Leland Turbo and observes activity from high above]
Finn: [to himself] What are you up to now, Professor?
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 to his bumper where it didn't belong!
Professor Z: Agent Leland Turbo.
[Acer reveals Leland's crushed remains. Finn is shocked, but an oil fire puts him on a large shadow, and Zundapp looks up to see who it is]
Professor Z: It's Finn McMissile!
[Finn starts shooting]
Professor Z: He's seen the camera! Kill him!!!!

Grem: [laughs, thinking he killed Finn] He's dead, Professor.
Professor Z: 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 his engine, but can't.]
Otis: Smooth like puddin', huh? [sighs] Who am I kidding? I'll always be a lemon.
Mater: Well, dad-gum, you're leaking 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.

Mater: [whistling] I'll take one of them. Thank you. Never know which one McQueen will have a hankering for. Hey, whatcha got here that's free? How about that pistachio ice cream?
Sushi Chef: No, no. Wasabi.
Mater: Oh, same old, same old. What's up with you?
[Mater looks at the bucket of wasabi again]
Mater: That looks delicious!
[The chef takes a knife and sets a small piece of wasabi on a tray, then puts it on the counter]
Mater: Uh, a little more, please?
[The chef adds more wasabi]
Mater: It is free, right?
[The chef adds more]
Mater: Keep it coming. A little more. Come on, let's go, it's free! You're getting there. Scoop, scoop!
[The chef gives in and scoops out a baseball-sized serving of wasabi]
Mater: There we go! Now, that's a scoop of ice cream.
Sushi Chef: [bowing and speaking in Japanese] My condolences.
Sir Miles Axlerod: And now our last competitor: Number 95, Lightning McQueen!
Lighting McQueen: Ka-chow! Thank you so much for having us, Sir Axlerod. I really look forward to racing. This is a great opportunity.
Axlerod: Oh, the pleasure is all ours, Lightning. You and your team bring excellence and professionalism to this competition.
Mater: [screaming] Someone get me water! Aaaaaaah!!!! Oh, sweet relief. Sweet relief.
[Francesco laughs]
Mater: [speaks on 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.
Axlerod: No, I know him. This is a bloke called in to the television show. You’re the one I have to thank.
Mater: No, thank you. This trip has been amazing.
[Axlerod leaks oil and blames it on Mater, tells Mater off]
Axlerod: Aah! He’s a little excited, isn’t he?
Lightning: Mater!
Mater: But wait, I... Oh, shoot.
Lightning: Mater. (Can I talk with you?)
Axlerod: Has anyone 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 now!
[As Mater drives off, a forklift and Axlerod notice Lightning, who grins sheepishly]
Mater: Coming through. Excuse me. Leaking oil. Where’s the bathroom. Thank you. I gotta go. Oh, er...Er...
[He accidentally enters the ladies room]
Mater: Sorry, ladies.

Brent Mustangberger: 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 fuel for 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.
Lightning: [closing his eyes as a pre-race ritual] Speed. I am speed. [opens his eyes]
Francesco: [mocks McQueen] Really? You are 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: [to himself] He is getting beat today.

[Lightning, Francesco and Carla have finished the opening round of the WGP]
Photographer: Francesco!
Darrell: Francesco, over here. Hey, what was your strategy today?
Francesco: Strategia?! Francesco needs-a no strategy, it’s very simple: You start the race, wait for Lightning McQueen to choke, pass him, then win. Francesco always-a wins, it’s a boring.
[Lightning rolls his eyes]
Darrell: I gotta tell you dude, you were in trouble for awhile. That dirt track section had you crawlin'.
[Lightning notices Mater returning to the pits and sneaks off to go talk to him]
Francesco: To truly crush one's dream, you must first raise their hopes very high.
Lightning: [meets up with Mater in his pit garage] Mater!
Mater: Hey, McQueen! What happened, is the race over? You won, right?
Lightning: Mater, why were you yelling things at me while I was racing?
Mater: "Yelling"? Oh, you thought... [chuckles] Oh! That's funny right there. Naw. See, that's because I've seen these two fellers doing some sort of karate street performance. It was nut so. One of 'em even had a flamethrower...
Lightning: [with worry and disbelief] "A flamethrower"? What are you talking about? I don't understand. Where were you?
Mater: Going to meet my date.
Lightning: [confused] Your date?
Mater: She started talkin' to me as a voice in my head, tellin' me where to go-
Lightning: WHAT?!
Mater: [noticing Lightning's angry glare] Wait a minute. I didn't screw you up, did I?
Lightning: [angrily] I LOST THE RACE BECAUSE OF YOU!!!
Mater: [shocked] Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.
Lightning: An imaginary girlfriend? Flamethrowers?! You know, this is exactly why I don't bring you along to these things!
Mater: Maybe if I talk to somebody, and explain what happened, I could help.
Lightning: I don't need your help! I don't want your help!
[He drives off, but is stopped by the paparazzi and Mater is upset]
Reporter 1: Hey, there he is!
Reporter 2: McQueen, you had it in the bag!
Reporter 3: Yeah, what happened?
Lightning I made a mistake, but I can assure you, it won't happen again.
[Mater drives over to the TV monitors]
Lightning: Look, guys, we know what the problem is, and we've taken care of it.
[Mater sadly drives away]
Brent: [on TV] Lightning McQueen loses in the last lap to Francesco Bernoulli in the first race of the World Grand Prix. And three, count em', three cars flamed out, leaving some to suggest that their fuel, Allinol, might be to blame.
Miles: [interviewed] Allinol is safe! Alternative fuel is safe! There is no way my fuel caused these cars to flame out!
Darrell: Well, the jury may still be out on whether Allinol caused these accidents, but one thing's for sure: Lightning McQueen blew this race!
Brent: Team McQueen can't be happy right now.

[Finn McMissile has found Tow Mater]
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. [recognizing Finn] 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?

[At Guido's home village in Italy, Uncle Topolino talks to Lightning McQueen about his recent tiff with Mater]
Uncle Topolino: There were even some non-Ferrari fights. So tell me them, va bene! It’s okay to fight. Everybody fights now and then, especially best friends. But you gotta make up fast. No fight more important than friendship. Chi trova un'amico, trova un tesoro!
Lightning: What does that mean?
Mama Topolino: "Whoever finds a friend, finds treasure." Now manga, eat!

[Lightning is missing Mater at the race in Italy as the racers gather at the finish line]
Francesco: [notices Lightning is sad] Francesco understands this, McQueen.
Lightning: Oh, great. Here it comes. What've you got, Francesco?
Francesco: For famous race cars like Francesco and,, to be far away from home, is not easy.
Lightning: [sarcastically] I think you forgot the insulting part of that insult.
Francesco: [emotionally] It's-a no insult! When Francesco is away from home, he misses his mama! Just like you miss your tow truck, amico!
Lightning: [impressed] Gee, I maybe misjudged you, because that's exactly how I-
Francesco: [smiling] Of course. I am home, and my mama is right here.
[Francesco points and waves at a vintage Ferrari in the crowd who is smiling, blowing kisses and waving back]
Francesco: Mama! Don't worry, Mama! McQueen is very sad! I will beat his cry-baby bottom today!
Lightning: And there's the insult we were missing. Grazie!

[Axlerod, a.k.a. the Lemon Mastermind, assembles his cohorts during the penultimate WGP race]
Axlerod: Welcome, everyone, I wish I could be with you on this very special day, clutch assembly broke. You know how it is.
Tubbs: Been there.
J. Curby Gremlin: Forget about it.
Vladimir Trunkov: We know how you feel.
Finn: Descramble that voice!
Holley: I’m trying. Oh, it’s too sophisticated!
Axlerod: 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!

Professor Z: Give it up, McMissile!

Holley: Mater, we've gotta get that bomb off you.
Lightning: Bomb?
Mater: Yeah, they strapped it to me to kill you as a backup plan.
Lightning: Backup plan? Mater, who put a bomb on you?
[Finn arrives with Professor Z strapped up]
Professor Z: [to Lightning] You! Why didn't my death ray kill you?
Lightning: [shocked and confused] Death ray?!
Finn: Turn off the bomb, Zündapp!
Professor Z: Are you all so dense? It's voice-activated. Everything is voice-activated these days.
Mater: Deactivate! Deactivate!
Bomb Computer: Voice denied.
Professor Z: Oops. Did I forget to mention it can only be disarmed by the one who activated it?
Holley: [pulls out her stun gun] Say it!
Prof. Z: [nonchalantly] Deactivate.
Bomb Computer: Voice denied.
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: Ugh, he was getting on my nerves.

[At the WGP championships in London, Mater has delivered Lightning to Buckingham Palace and exposes the bomb attached to him with barely 2 minutes left on the clock, but showing it causes a massive scramble]
Finn: [arriving with Holley] Hold your fire! He can't disarm it! Mater, I don't know what you're doing, but stand down now!
Mater: This ain't nothin' at all like Radiator Springs.
Lightning: Mater, just cut to the chase.
Mater: OK, it's him! [points to Axlerod]
Axlerod: What? Me? You've got to be crazy.
Mater: I figured it out when I realized y'all attached this ticking-time bomb with Whitworth bolts. The same bolts that hold together that old British engine from the photograph. Holley, show that picture!
Holley: OK.
[Holley shows the holographic photo of the mysterious hood engine]
Mater: And then I remembered what they said about old British engines! "If there ain't no oil under 'em, there ain't no oil in 'em!!"
Axlerod: What is he talking about?
Mater: It was you leaking oil at the party in Japan. You just blamed it on me.
Axlerod: Electric cars don't use oil, you twit!
Mater: Then you're fakin' it. You didn't convert to no electricity.
[Axlerod realizes that he knows the truth, then backs away]
Mater: When we pop that hood, we're gonna see that engine from that picture right there.
Axlerod: [panicking] This lorry's crazy! He's gonna kill us all! [backs up to the edge of the stage] Stay away!
Holley: But Sir Axlerod created the race, Mater. Why would he want to hurt anyone?
Mater: To make Allinol look bad so everybody would go back to using oil. I mean, he said it himself with that disguised voice.
Axlerod: "Disguised voice"? What are you talking about?! You're nuts, you are!
Prince Wheeliam: This is going nowhere fast. We really should go, Grandmother.
The Queen: One moment. I'd like to see where this is going.
[The bomb's countdown is at 29 seconds]
Finn: Mater, he created Allinol.
Mater: Yeah, but what if he found that huge oil field just as the world was trying to find something else? What if he came up with Allinol just to make alternative fuel look bad?
Axlerod: "What if"?! You're basing this on a "what if"?
Security Guard: OK, that's it! Lads, clear out!
[The guard evacuates, followed by the Queen and the spectators]
Axlerod: Wait, somebody save me! The lorry's crazy! Keep away, you idiot!
Finn: Mater?!
Holley: Mater!
Axlerod: Someone, do something!
Car in Crowd: [alarmed] Drive away!
[Mater stands his ground, glaring at Axlerod, while everyone braces for the explosion]
Axlerod: You're insane, you are!
[The bomb counts down at 3 seconds, but at the last moment…]
Axlerod: Deactivate!!!!
[…the bomb's countdown stops at 00:01, then shows the words "Voice Accepted"]
Bomb Computer: Bomb deactivated. Have a nice day, Sir Axlerod.
[Mater smiles in satisfaction. The police cruisers surround a shocked Axlerod, as Mater pops open his hood, revealing the mysterious V8 engine]
Finn: The engine from the photo.
Holley: It's a perfect match.
[Holley compares the image]
Axlerod: [last words] How did the tow truck figure it out?
Lightning: [to Mater] It's official, you're coming to all my races from now on.
Mater: Now you're talkin'!
[They bump tires]


  • Fuel the love.
  • Spy it only in theaters June 24, 2011.
  • The mission begins.
  • From the creators of Toy Story 3.
  • Original score composed by Michael Giacchino.
  • They're not just racing around the world, they're racing to save the world.

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