@Anonymous #169C  
The Brain: So, literally, that is what we’re doing tonight?  
Mater: Yup, y’all will love it!  
Lightning McQueen and Mater: [chuckles]  
Tractors: [snoring]  
Mater: Tractor tipping’s fun!  
Applejack: This is ridiculous.  
Mater: Alright, listen, when one of us or you say “go”, enter the field. But don’t let Frank catch you.  
Michael Jordan: Who the heck is Frank?  
Lightning McQueen: He’s a combine harvester. That’s why Mater is warning you not to let him catch you.  
Pinkie Pie: OK. Tip all the tractors, and not letting this Frank guy catch us. Got it. OK, go!  
Starlight Glimmer: [whispers] Pinkie Pie!  
Sunset Shimmer: [whispers] Wait, Pinkie!  
LeBron James: So how do we tip the tractors over?  
Mater: It’s easy. You sneak up in front of them, and then make a loud noise, and they do the rest. Watch this. C’mon, buddy.  
Tractor: [snoring]  
[horn honking and engine revving]  
Tractor: Oh! Oh, oh… [mooing]  
[gas sloshes then backfires]  
Mater and Lightning McQueen: [laughing]  
Mater: I swear, tractors are so dumb!  
Wakko Warner: My turn!  
Tractor: [snoring]  
Wakko Warner: [burping]  
Tractor: Oh! Oh, oh… [mooing]  
[gas sloshes then backfires]  
Wakko Warner: [laughing] I don’t care, that’s funny right there!  
Jerry Mouse: OK, Kayla, it’s your turn.  
Kayla Forester: Jerry, I can’t. I don’t have anything.  
Jerry Mouse: Baby.  
Kayla Forester: I’m not a baby.  
Jerry Mouse: [clucking]  
Kayla Forester: Fine. Stop, stop! OK? Alright, someone will do something.  
Sunset Shimmer: We will! We have our geodes.  
Lola Bunny: I will do it, too. I have a whistle.  
Dot Warner: Me, 3. I have a mallet.  
Princess Twilight Sparkle: OK, Starlight and I’ll join in. We have glowing fists.  
Tractor: [snoring]  
Applejack: [whispers] Uhh…  
Karen Sympathy: [whispers] C’mon.  
Princess Twilight Sparkle: [sighs] Alright, girls, let’s do this.  
[sonic booms! mallet slam! whistle blow!]  
Tractors: [exclaiming, mooing]  
[gas sloshing for a moment…]  
[…then backfiring]  
All: [laughing]  
[angry mooing]  
[mooing]  
Mater: That’s Frank.  
[bellowing angrily]  
Kayla Forester: Holy cow!  
Tom Cat: Run!  
[bellowing]  
Mater and Lightning McQueen: [laughing]  
Mater: Run! He’s coming, look out!  
[bellowing angrily]  
Mater: Whoa! [laughing]  
[screaming]  
Mater: Run! He’s gonna get you!