Top 20 Quotes From Mater

Mater: You know, I always wanted to be a spy.

Mater: Excuse me, ma'am.
[expels exhaust]
Mater: Dadgum pistachio ice cream.
Holley: This cannot be him.
Finn: Is he American?
Mater: [swinging his tow cable] Look out, ladies. Mater's fittin' to get funky!
Holley: Extremely.

[McQueen is showing Mater his latest Piston Cup, which has been renamed in honor of Doc Hudson, who is implied to have passed away]
Mater: Wow. I can't believe they renamed the Piston Cup after our very own Doc Hudson.
Lightning: I know Doc said these things were just old cups, but to have someone else win it just didn't feel right, you know?
[McQueen looks sadly at the newspaper article depicting Doc winning his third Piston Cup]
Mater: Well, Doc would've been real proud of you. That's for sure.
[McQueen gives Mater a smile of thanks]

Lightning: Look, Mater, we're not in Radiator Springs.
Mater: You're just noticing that? Boy, that jet lag really done a number on you.

Finn: Mater, are these cars considered lemons?
Mater: Is the Popemobile Catholic?

Lightning: The bad guys hit me with the beam from the camera, so, why didn't I... you know.
Mater: Explode in a fiery inferno?
Lightning: Yeah.
Finn: We couldn't figure that one out, either.
Holley: Our investigation proved that Allinol was actually gasoline, and Axelrod engineered it so that when it got hit by the beam, it would explode.
Lightning: Wait a second, Fillmore. You said my fuel was safe.
Fillmore: If you're implying that I switched out that rot-gut excuse for alternative fuel with my all natural sustainable organic bio-fuel, just because I never trusted Axelrod, you're dead wrong man...
[points to Sarge]
Fillmore: It was him.
Sarge: Once big oil, always big oil... man.

Mater: [voice-over reading his letter] "By the time you read this, I'll be safely on an airplane flying home. I'm so sorry for what I did..."
Lightning: [reading Mater's letter in the hotel lobby] "... I don't want to be the cause of you losing any more races. I want you to go prove to the world what I already know: that you are the greatest race car in the whole wide world. Your best friend, Mater."
Lightning: [looks up] I didn't really want him to leave.
Luigi: Wait, there's more here...
Luigi: [moves to next page] "P.S. Please tell the hotel I didn't mean to order that movie. I thought it was just a preview and I didn't realize I was paying for it."
[shifts the page]
Luigi: "P.P.S. That's funny right there."
[Shifts the pages around]
Luigi: "P.P..." There's a few more pages of P.S.'s here.
Lightning: Well, at least I know if he's at home, he'll be safe.

[Finn McMissile has just tricked the lemons into thinking they've killed him after escaping from the oil platform]
Grem: He's dead, Professor.
Professor: Wunderbar. With Finn McMissile gone, who can stop us now?
[We cut to Mater driving along Route 66 just outside Radiator Springs]
Mater: Mater, Tow Mater - that's who - is heeere to help you!

Mater: What's a rendezvous?
Luigi: It's like a date.
Mater: A date?
Lightning: Mater, what's going on?
Mater: Well, what's going on is I've got me a date tomorrow.
Luigi: [Guido speaks Italian] Guido don't believe you.
Mater: Well, believe it. My new girlfriend just said so. Hey, there she is. Hey! Hey lady! See ya tomorrow!
Luigi: [Guido speaks Italian] Guido still don't believe you.

Mater: I call this move "what I accidentally did to my friend Luigi".

Mater: [in London] What's everyone on the wrong side of the road for?

Finn: I never properly introduced myself: Finn McMissile, British Intelligence.
Mater: Tow Mater, average intelligence.

Mater: McQueen, they're gonna kill you!

[Mater has been outfitted for his undercover mission]
Holley: So Mater, it's voice-activated. But, you know, everything's voice-activated these days.
Mater: What? I thought you was supposed to be making me a dee-sguise.
Mater's: Voice recognized. Disguise program initiated.
[the computer uses a hologram to make Mater look like Ivan, another tow truck]
Mater: Haha. Cool! Hey, computer, make me a German truck!
Mater's: Request acknowledged.
[Mater wears a funny German costume with a green hat]
Mater: Check it out! I'm wearing Materhosen! Make me a monster truck!
Mater's: Request acknowledged.
[Mater wears a vampire costume]
Mater: What the? Hahahaha.
Mater: [Transylvanian accent] I vant to siphon your gas! Haha! Now make me a taco truck!
Mater's: Request acknowledged.
[Mater becomes a white taco truck, and his horn plays "La Cucaracha"]
Mater: A funny car!
Mater's: Request acknowleged.
[He becomes painted yellow with red flames, hot rod exhaust pipes, a hot rod engine, and a spoiler. Mater revs his engine a few times, enjoying the disguise]
Finn: [turns off the hologram] The idea is to keep a low profile, Mater.

Luigi: [at the Tokyo party, Lightning, Mater, Luigi, Guido, Sarge, and Fillmore descend a spiral ramp] Guido, look! Ferraris AND tires! Let's go!
Lightning: Oh ho ho! Look at this! Okay, now Mater, remember - best behavior.
Mater: You got it, buddy. Hey! What's that?
[drives off]
Lightning: No, Mater!
Lewis: [offscreen] Hey, McQueen! Over here!
Lightning: [Lightning joins them] Lewis!
Lewis: Hey, man.
Lightning: Jeff!
Jeff: Hey, Lightning! Can you believe this party?
Mater: [drives over to a small isolated room with glass walls on all sides, with a zen garden and zen master inside; he taps on the glass with his hook] Hey! you done good, you got all the leaves!
Jeff: Check out that tow truck!
Lewis: Man, I wonder who that guy's with.
Lightning: Uh, heh heh. Will you guys excuse me for one little second?
[heads towards Mater]

Finn: Mater, what would you say to setting up an informal task force on this one?
Mater: Wait. What?
Finn: You obviously have plenty of experience in the field.
Mater: Well, yeah, I live right next to one. I don't know, Finn. I ain't exactly been much help to anybody recently.
Finn: You're helping me. Please, Mater.
Mater: Well, OK. But you know I'm just a tow truck, right?
Finn: Right. And I'm just in the import-export business.

[Mater has exposed the head of the lemon gang and saved the day]
Lightning: It's official. You're coming to all my races from now on.
Mater: Now you're talkin'.
[the two friends give each other a "high-wheel"]

Mater: McQueen, let go!
Lightning: Never!

Lightning: [driving on train tracks into a tunnel] Mater?
Mater: Relax. These tracks ain't been used in years.
[train horn sounds]

Mater: Do not try the free pistachio ice cream! It done turn!