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From the darkness, a deep, weary voice rumbled. "It’s not about the money, son. It’s about the principle."
Hank’s single headlight flickered, then glowed steady. "His name was Doc. Doc Hudson."
Hank unhitched the cable. "Go on. Get out of here."
The air changed. McQueen looked down at his own tires. The memory of that moment—the King’s terrified face, the instinct to help instead of win—was still fresh.
From the darkness, a deep, weary voice rumbled. "It’s not about the money, son. It’s about the principle."
Hank’s single headlight flickered, then glowed steady. "His name was Doc. Doc Hudson."
Hank unhitched the cable. "Go on. Get out of here."
The air changed. McQueen looked down at his own tires. The memory of that moment—the King’s terrified face, the instinct to help instead of win—was still fresh.
