Megatron: Your Autobot defenders are destroyed! You fleshlings will now obey me, Megatron, and my Decepticons.
Megatron: With the help of one of my soldiers, we were able to teleport out before the house exploded.
Anne: Which one of your mechanical maniacs did that?
Thundercraker: You shut the frag up! That's who.
Chuckles: hmmm . . . .
At the Calendar . . . .
MacReady: Mmmm! Good coffee.
Bumblebee: Um, thanks. If you don't mind my asking, what's the axe for MacReady?
MacReady: I do mind. What's with Mr. Green Jeans and the carrot?
Leonard: It's for a snowman I'm building,
MacReady: Where the frig's a snowman!?
Bumblebee: Before this escalates, may I ask you for a favor MacReady?
MacReady: Suddenly my axe is coming in handy.
Bumblebee: I wasn't saying anything--
Leonard: I was!
MacReady: So you're supposed to save the world with this . . . junk?
Leonard: And just what would you do with this!?
MacReady: Let Uncle MacReady at that.
Bumblebee: You've got to admit, this is a lot more comfortable.
Leonard: I guess, but now that I can feel my toes my stomach's growling.
MacReady: Not much longer, grumpy-pants.
Bumblebee: He is good.
Outside of Town . . . .
Kid in the Helmet: I can't believe they're all gone.
Jazz: I know how you fee, little man. Let's just get back to the Calendar and see if we can help.
Kid in the Helmet: Jazz! It's the train that crook stole!
Jazz: Stay cool.
Chuckles: Hey, squares!
Chuckles: Looks like you're gonna help me get a bit of revenge on some freakin' robots.
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