01x10 - Air Mater

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(ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC PLAYING) (MATER HONKING) If I'm lying, I'm crying.

Good, that's good.

Now, give it more throttle.

Hey, what's going on here?

I'm teaching Guido how to fly.

Come on.

What do you know about flying?



- Everything.



- What?

Oh, yeah.

Well, you see, it all started when I was towing this here car to Propwash Junction, a whole town full of aeroplanes.

Whoa, dad

-gum!



- Good morning.



- MATER: Morning.



- Howdy!



- Hi!



- How you doing?



- Doing good.

Them planes is friendly.

Welcome to Propwash.

Glad to be here.

Wow, the Falcon Hawks!



- Whoa, looking good!



- Why, thank you, buddy.



- Coming to the air show tomorrow?



- Yes, sirree.

Well, that's just flat

-out awesome.

Hey!

Skipper's Flight School.

Well, sh**t!

I'm anyone.



- (SNORING)

- MATER: Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me!



- What?



- Is the Skipper here?



- I'm Skipper.



- Can you learn me how to fly?

But you're a tow truck.

Well, the sign says you can teach anyone.

Guaranteed!

I gotta change that sign.



- Sparky!



- Yeah, boss?

Suit this guy up.

Yeah, sure thing, Skipper.

All right, let's do this!

Oh, boy.

All right.

You got your thrust, lift, drag

- and gravity.



- Okay!

You gotta give it some throttle, and once you get up to speed,

- your wings are your lift.



- (EXCITEDLY) Yeah?

Sure.



- Now, your rudder is for your yaw.



- My yaw?

Get your nose up

- and try to keep her level.



- Right.



- Clear?



- Clear!

Get up to speed.

Wings are for lift.

Give it throttle.

Steer with the rudder.

Boy, this is hard!

Pull up!

Pull up!

(EXCLAIMING) Better change that sign.

Sure thing, Skipper.

(SHOUTING TRIUMPHANTLY) Steady.

Steady.

(EXCLAIMING FEARFULLY) Whoa!

Look at me!

I'm flying backwards!

I really can teach anyone.

Hey!

Put that sign back!

Wee!

Okay, all Falcon Hawks check in.



- Green Hawk?



- Check.



- Red Hawk?



- Check.



- Black Hawk?



- I'm down.

I sprained my wing on that last maneuver.

But we got the big air show tomorrow.

We're gonna have to find another plane!

Where are we gonna find a stunt plane by tomorrow?

Woo

-hoo!

Backwards flying!

Never seen that before!

How do you land this plane?

Got it!

Lost it!

Got it.

Ah!

Whoa!



- Lost it.



- Hooo

-doggy!

How would you like to be a Falcon Hawk?

Dad

-gum!

ANNOUNCER: And now, the moment you've all been waiting for.

The amazing Falcon Hawks!



- Falcon Hawks, check in.



- Red Hawk, checking in.

Green Hawk, reporting for duty.

Mater Hawk.

Happy to be here, folks.



- Mater is awesome!



- Mater is awesome!

Skipper taught him everything he knows.

Oh, Sparky.

ANNOUNCER: Wow!

Whoa!

That Mater Hawk is amazing!

Tic

-tac

-toe, Mater!

Strike.

It's a masterpiece!

More like a Mater

-piece.

Time for the grand finale!

Mater Hawk is go.

(GRUNTING) He broke the sound barrier.

He's breaking the record!

I'm breaking up!

Uh oh.

(SCREAMING) Oh, no!

I'm gonna be sick!

Whoa, what did you do?

Oh, you remember, Lightning McQueen Hawk!



- Whoa!



- Gotcha!

All right now, Mater, finish your finale.

(SCREAMING) Okay, buddy, stick that landing!



- ANNOUNCER: Here they come!



- (TIRES SCREECHING) What a finale!

Whoa!

Wait a minute.

That did not happen.

It did, too.

HAWK LEADER: Mater, we're down one plane.

We need you, pronto!

Well, see you later.

(LAUGHING) That was fun!

Hey, they ought to make a whole movie about planes.

Say, that's a good idea, Mater.

(CLEARS THROAT)