Filmore: I’m tellin’ ya, man, every third blink is slower.
Sarge: The ’60s weren’t very good to you, were they?
Mater: What’s your name?
Lightning McQueen: You… you don’t know my name?
Mater: No, uh… no, I know your name. Is your name Mater too?
Sheriff: Mater! What did I tell you about talking to the accused?
Mater: To not to.
Mater: I knowed it, I knowed I made a good choice.
Lightining McQueen: In what?
Mater: My best friend.
Lightning McQueen: You know her?
Mater: Yep, she’s the town attorney and my fiancee.
Lightning McQueen: Really?
Mater: Naw, she just likes me for my body.
Lightning McQueen: Oh, I am SO not taking you to dinner.
Sally: That’s OK, Stickers. You can take Bessie.
Mater: Oh man, you get to work with Bessie! I’d give my left two lugnuts for somethin’ like that!
Life’s about the journey, not the destination.