Cars Toon (2008) s02e06 Episode Script
Mater Private Eye
If I'm lying, I'm crying, see.
Morning, Flo.
Hey, can I get some air? My tyres are going flat.
Flat tyres, you say? I thought I done solved that crime.
- What? - I was a private eye.
- No way! - Yes way.
It was 7:15 on a Friday night.
I was working downtown.
Mostly small jobs, but this time I was onto something real big.
It was all right there in black and white.
Blowouts everywhere.
There was some kind of counterfeit tyre ring.
And a sale on trailer hitches down at Rusty Rod's.
l was about to hit the bricks, and then she drove in.
She was wearing those whitewalls, the ones that used to drive me crazy.
- Hello, Mater.
- What are you doing here, Tia? - I missed you.
- Like you missed your last smog check.
You don't have to play poker with me.
Well, you always were the wild card.
What do you want? I need you to find my sister, Mia.
She's been carnapped! Quit the waterworks, will you? Where did you last see her? She was working for Big D.
Big D, you say? She worked at his club.
The Carbacabana.
You wanted to see me, señor? I'm looking for Mia.
You seen her? Mia! That ragtop.
I don't remember.
Well, maybe this will help you remember.
Hmm Maybe.
Well, now I remember.
I saw her a couple of days ago with Big D.
- Where did they go? - I don't know, and I don't care.
But she did smell salty.
Like the ocean.
Hey, this guy bugging you? Not yet, but a girl can hope.
Well, he's bugging me.
Whoa! Hello, Clyde.
Where'd you get the hand truck? You're a very nosy fella, kitty cat.
You know what happens to guys who shine their headlights in the wrong places? No? Wanna guess? - I don't know, free carwash? - No.
They lose them.
Next time, it's the blinkers.
Understand? I was down to one headlight.
But I could still see just fine.
Hey, Stinky? What's the dirt on the street? - I don't know.
- No? No.
They got me working the alleys, dumping all these blowouts.
- Blowouts, you say? - Yeah, it's odd though.
- Odd? - Yeah, they all have this smell.
- Smell? - They smell salty.
- Salty? - Like the ocean.
- Ocean? I haven't smelled that since I worked down at the docks.
- Rocks? - Docks.
- Ducks? - Docks.
- The docks! Thanks, Stinky! - You're welcome, Mater.
Mia! Come on! Put a little hustle into it! Big D! Wait till I tell the DA.
You ain't telling the DA nothing.
- What? I'm being shanghaied! - No! Tia! You double-crossing double-crosser.
I had no choice.
It was the only way to save my sister.
Well, you always did the right thing.
Just the wrong way.
No! What'd you do? Like you don't know, Lieutenant Lightning McQueen.
Looks like we finally caught you, Big D.
Oh, no! McQueen! - Get him! - Whoa! Mater! Whoa! Just what I thought.
Counterfeit tyres.
You led us right to him, Mater.
Take him away, boys.
It was a fine mess you got me into, Tia.
I'm not bad, Mater.
I just drive that way.
Come on.
Let's pick up where we left off.
Mater, that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.
Come on, Mater! Everybody conga!
Morning, Flo.
Hey, can I get some air? My tyres are going flat.
Flat tyres, you say? I thought I done solved that crime.
- What? - I was a private eye.
- No way! - Yes way.
It was 7:15 on a Friday night.
I was working downtown.
Mostly small jobs, but this time I was onto something real big.
It was all right there in black and white.
Blowouts everywhere.
There was some kind of counterfeit tyre ring.
And a sale on trailer hitches down at Rusty Rod's.
l was about to hit the bricks, and then she drove in.
She was wearing those whitewalls, the ones that used to drive me crazy.
- Hello, Mater.
- What are you doing here, Tia? - I missed you.
- Like you missed your last smog check.
You don't have to play poker with me.
Well, you always were the wild card.
What do you want? I need you to find my sister, Mia.
She's been carnapped! Quit the waterworks, will you? Where did you last see her? She was working for Big D.
Big D, you say? She worked at his club.
The Carbacabana.
You wanted to see me, señor? I'm looking for Mia.
You seen her? Mia! That ragtop.
I don't remember.
Well, maybe this will help you remember.
Hmm Maybe.
Well, now I remember.
I saw her a couple of days ago with Big D.
- Where did they go? - I don't know, and I don't care.
But she did smell salty.
Like the ocean.
Hey, this guy bugging you? Not yet, but a girl can hope.
Well, he's bugging me.
Whoa! Hello, Clyde.
Where'd you get the hand truck? You're a very nosy fella, kitty cat.
You know what happens to guys who shine their headlights in the wrong places? No? Wanna guess? - I don't know, free carwash? - No.
They lose them.
Next time, it's the blinkers.
Understand? I was down to one headlight.
But I could still see just fine.
Hey, Stinky? What's the dirt on the street? - I don't know.
- No? No.
They got me working the alleys, dumping all these blowouts.
- Blowouts, you say? - Yeah, it's odd though.
- Odd? - Yeah, they all have this smell.
- Smell? - They smell salty.
- Salty? - Like the ocean.
- Ocean? I haven't smelled that since I worked down at the docks.
- Rocks? - Docks.
- Ducks? - Docks.
- The docks! Thanks, Stinky! - You're welcome, Mater.
Mia! Come on! Put a little hustle into it! Big D! Wait till I tell the DA.
You ain't telling the DA nothing.
- What? I'm being shanghaied! - No! Tia! You double-crossing double-crosser.
I had no choice.
It was the only way to save my sister.
Well, you always did the right thing.
Just the wrong way.
No! What'd you do? Like you don't know, Lieutenant Lightning McQueen.
Looks like we finally caught you, Big D.
Oh, no! McQueen! - Get him! - Whoa! Mater! Whoa! Just what I thought.
Counterfeit tyres.
You led us right to him, Mater.
Take him away, boys.
It was a fine mess you got me into, Tia.
I'm not bad, Mater.
I just drive that way.
Come on.
Let's pick up where we left off.
Mater, that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.
Come on, Mater! Everybody conga!