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Yes!

[Bob]... we have a three-way tie.

- [Crowd cheers]

- [Cameras flash]

[Chuckling] Hey,

that must be really embarrassing.

But I wouldn't worry about it.

Because I didn't do it!

[Bob] Piston Cup officials

have determined that a tiebreaker race

between the three leaders

will be held in California in one week.

Well, thank you! Thanks to

all of you out there! Thank you!

[Whispering] Hey, first one to

California gets Dinoco all to himself.

No, not me!

No, you rock, and you know that!

Oh, yeah! Whoo!

Yep! All right! Got it!

"First one to California

gets Dinoco all to himself."

Oh, we'll see

who gets there first, Chick.

Huh?

- Hey, kid! Congrats on the tie.

- I don't want to talk about it.

Let's go, Mack. Saddle up.

What'd you do with my trailer?

- I parked it at your sponsor's tent.

- What?

Gotta make your personal appearance.

No. No! No, no, no, no!

Yes, yes, yes!

Lightning McQueen here.

And I use Rust-eze Medicated

Bumper Ointment, new rear end formula!

Nothing soothes a rusty bumper

like Rust-eze.

Wow! Look at that shine!

Use Rust-eze and you too

can look like me!

Ka-chow!

[Both laughing]

I met this car from Swampscott.

He was so rusty

he didn't even cast a shadow.

- You could see his dirty undercarriage.

- [Crowd laughs]

[Groaning] I hate rusty cars.

This is not good for my image.

They did give you your big break.

Besides, it's in your contract.

Oh, will you stop, please?

Just go get hooked up.

- Winter is a grand old time.

- Of this there are no ifs or buts.

[Male 1] But remember,

all that salt and grime...

Can rust your bolts and freeze your...

Hey, look! There he is!

Our almost champ!

[Male 1] Get your rear end in here.

Lightning McQueen,

you are wicked fast!

- That race was a pisser!

- You were booking!

- Give me a little room.

- You're my hero!

Yes, I know. [chuckles]

"Fred." Fred, thank you.

He knows my name.

He knows my name!

Looking good, Freddie!

Thanks to you, Lightning,

we had a banner year!

We might clear enough

to buy you some headlights.

You saying he doesn't have headlights?

That's what I'm telling ya.

They're stickers!

Well, you know,

racecars don't need headlights,

because the track is always lit.

Yeah, well, so is my brother,

but he still needs headlights.

[Laughing]

[Forced laughter]

- Ladies and gentlemen,

- [both] Lightning McQueen!

[Crickets chirping]

Free Bird!

You know, the Rust-eze Medicated

Bumper Ointment team

ran a great race today.

And remember, with a little Rust-eze...

[whispering] And an insane

amount of luck,

...you too, can look like me.

Ka-chow.

- Hey, kid.

- We love ya.

And we're looking forward

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