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McQueen: One winner. 42 losers. I eat losers for breakfast.
McQueen: Breakfast. Wait, maybe I should have had breakfast. A little breck-y could be good for me. No,no,no, stay focused. Speed.
McQueen: I'm faster than fast. Quicker than quick. I am Lightning!
Mack: (knock-knock)Hey Lightning, are you ready?
McQueen: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
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Bob Cutlass: Welcome back to the Dinoco 400. I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend, Darrel Cartrip. We're midway through what may turn out to be a historic day for racing.
Darrel Cartrip: Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof right now. If this gets more exciting, they're gonna have to tow me outta the booth!
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