Back in Radiator Springs, the Sheriff was escorting Lightning McQueen everywhere he went, to protect the race-car from being kidnapped. Since the spies left on their mission, another race-car, Rip Clutchgoneski, had been kidnapped by the lemons. This had worried the Sheriff even more, as it was becoming apparent that every racer that ran in the World Grand Prix was being kidnapped. He knew that, sooner or later, some lemons would come to Radiator Springs looking for McQueen. The Sheriff was determined not to let them get at their local race-car.
The two cars came across Sally, whom was talking to a group of cars that were obviously new arrivals. But they were not being too nice to the female car. "Look, all we want to know is if there are any race-cars residing in or visiting Radiator Springs, lady! It's none of your business!" The one car, obviously a leader that looked like some sort of lemon, spat out at Sally. In fact, all of the cars looked like lemons.
The Sheriff drove up to the scene, with McQueen cautiously following. "Sally, is there a problem over here?" he asked.
As Sally talked to the Sheriff, the leader of the lemons spotted McQueen. "Look, there he is! Let's get him!" The lemons drove off to catch McQueen, but the race-car was quick to react. He drove off, with the lemons in hot pursuit.
The Sheriff saw what was going on. "You stay here, Sally, I have some lemons to catch!" Turning on his sirens, he drove off after the lemons.
Sally watched the scene. "Oh please, Stickers, please don't let them get you," she said under her breath.
McQueen quickly realized that these lemons were not going to give up easily. He drove through the desert, hoping that they would lose him sooner or later. But that was not the case. They kept him in their sight.
Then, all of a sudden, it seemed like the lemons stopped chasing him; they drove in different dirrections. McQueen slowed down, but was ready to speed away if needed. The Sheriff stopped driving, somewhat confused.
"Well, that was easy," McQueen said, thinking that the chase was over.
"Yeah, it was too easy," the Sheriff added. "I've a feeling that they'll be back."
The Sheriff was right. Before McQueen knew it, two lemons were driving towards him; one was to his left, and the other was to his right. Without thinking, McQueen quickly drove forward, not giving the lemons any time to realize he left. They crashed into each other. An explosion followed.
Sally saw the explosion from back in Radiator Springs. "Oh no...Lightning..." Just as she was about to go into tears, she saw a car speeding away from the explosion. "Oh, thank goodness..." She saw the rest of the lemons continue their pursue of McQueen.
After about 5 minutes of the chase, McQueen arrived at the butte and the track he used for practice. He drove onto the track, knowing that the lemons would follow. As predicted, they did.
When the Sheriff arrived at the track, he stopped pursuing the lemons. He knew what McQueen was up to.
The race-car and the lemons made the turn on the butte, and were heading to the other turn quickly. McQueen turned right, which caused him to actually go left. He remembered this move that was taught to him by Doc Hudson. The lemons did not do the same. They turned left, which caused them to fall into the field of cacti below. McQueen stopped driving. "I knew they would turn left and fall into the cacti," he told the Sheriff as the police-car drove up to the race-car.
"That was a smart move on your part," the Sheriff told McQueen. "Now we need to get Mater to...oh yeah, I forgot, he's on his mission. Well, we will somehow have to get them out of the cacti. You go get the others to help us."
McQueen did as he was bidden, and all of the residents of Radiator Springs helped in pulling the lemons out of the cactus field. They took the lemons to the Sheriff's office, where he quickly put boots on the front right tires of the criminals. Then he took them to prison. Afterwards, he thanked the residents, and most of them went back to their normal lives. Except Sally and McQueen.
"That would of been much easier if Mater was here," McQueen said. "I wonder how he's doing in Italy."
"I'm sure he's fine, McQueen," the Sheriff replied. "And yes, it would of been much easier if he was here."
"And I'm so glad that you're ok, Stickers," Sally added. "For a moment there I was worried that they would get you."
"I was too," McQueen admitted. "But once I saw the track, I knew how to get them off my trail."
"I'm just glad they didn't get you," the Sheriff said. "Now, it's best that you two leave. Sally, you watch McQueen, just in case those were not the last of them. I'm pretty sure they were the only ones, but I can't risk it. I have to make an important call, then I'll be recieving info from these lemons."
McQueen and Sally left the police office as the Sheriff made his call.