Herbie: Fully Loaded

Maggie:
DAD! (leaves the hospital room) Dad I'm sorry I lied to you, okay? But all I've ever wanted to do is race.

Ray Sr.:
You're not getting behind the wheel of that car.

Maggie:
Why, because I'm a girl?! Dad, I've had one crash, Ray's had dozens.

Ray Sr.:
It's different.

Maggie:
The only difference is he has your support. What's really your problem with me racing?!

Ray Sr.:
Because you're the spitting image of your mom...and... I can't lose her twice.

Maggie:
Dad, I may look like her on the outside,okay, but on the inside I'm you...I'm a Peyton, racing is in my blood. Please let me race.

Maggie:
(after seeing Ray Jr. get out of a car) Shouldn't you be in bed?

Ray Jr.:
Maggie, I'm not blind I just can't race, but you can.(Maggie smiles) You're taking my spot tomorrow.

Maggie:
(confused) Wait, what about dad?

Ray Jr.:
Dad always says I should step up and be a team leader, right?! Called the rest of the crew, they agree. You're the one. (Maggie hugs him) Okay look we've got a lot to do if we wnat to get my stock car ready to race, okay?

Maggie:
There's only one car I'm going to drive, (looks at Herbie and back at Ray Jr.) and he's sitting right over there.

Ray Jr.:
You serious?

Maggie:
I race in Herbie, or I don't race at all.

Start your engines...

He's back!