Cheetor: (After all the events of Beast Machines) Tigertron would have a field day...
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Abominus: (Looking glum) I just found out what my name really means. It mean's 'ugly', like I'm a monster! I hate my name!
Erector:
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Ramjet: (Looking at his description) The hell? I like to fly into targets? You ever see a jet fly into something? It aint pretty. Why the hell would I do it! This aint one of those 'Does What It Says On The Tin' things! If you fly a jet into an object BAD **** HAPPENS!
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Blaster: Yo yo! Listen up, Autobuddy's, it's Blaster comin' atcha with a whole hour of the very best Cliff Richard!
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Michael Bay: STOP BLOWING STUFF UP!!!
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Blackout: (Having destroyed SOCCENT Air Base. He sits down with a small band on wounded soldiers) Okay, let's look at this, shall we? I was merrily minding my own business, flying over the desert, having a wail of a time, and then I get these two jerks come by and pull me into your base here, okay? Well that wasn't so bad. So I come along to your base, I mean you guys seem nice. And the moment I land I'm surround by you ****s armed with machine guns and rifles and ****!! Now you gotta understand that can unnerve some one, and when I go to transform you totally start ripping into me!! So can you ****ing blame me for going postal? I knew I shoulda stayed at home today!
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Prime: Prowl! Tracks! Gears! I need you for a mission! Prowl, I want you to head to these co-ordinates and secure the position, Tracks I-- Tracks, are you wearing lipstick?
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Ravage: ITS CATURDAY. I DEMAND ATTENTION!
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Laserbeak: ITS BIRDSDAY. I DEMAND A CRACKER!
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Hot Rod: Magnus! The Decepticons are advancing on the city!
Ultra Magnus: I can't deal with that now!
Perceptor: Ultra Magnus! Metroplex's transforming cog has been destroyed!
Ultra Magnus: I can't deal with that now!
Springer: Ultra Magnus! Prime's down and the Decepticons are retreating!
Ultra Magnus: I can't deal with that now!
Kup: Exactly why is it you can't deal with anything right now?
Ultra Magnus: M'watchin Matlock.
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Galvatron: (Defenseless, on his knees) Please, Rodimus Prime! Grant me mercy, I beg of you!
Rodimus: You, who are without mercy, now plead for it? I thought you were made of sterner stuff!
(Galvatron reaches for a blaster pistol, but is pounced on by Springer)
Rodimus: Aw no! You aint gonna catch me out this time! (He opens fire wildly killing both Galvatron and Springer)
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(The Autobots race into the Ark with Spike on a stretcher)
Bumblebee: We gotta do something!
Optimus: Ratchet!
Ratchet: Yes, Sir?
Optimus: You need to begin work on Spike immediately, he's injured badly!
Ratchet: I can't operate on
him!
Bumblebee: Why the heck not?
Ratchet: I can't work on humans!
Bumblebee: Why not? You're a doctor, aren't you!
Ratchet: Yeah. I'm a doctor, not a--...
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(Movie) Megatron: (Holding the AllSpark aloft) Ahahahaa!! It is mine! The power of the AllSpark is finally mi-- (He drops the Allspark) Oh no!! Where did it go?!
Starscream: I think it fell into your torso!
Megatron: Oh slag! Where? Can you see it?
Barricade: I can't see anything, it must be lodged in between all those random shards of metal that make up your chest.
Megatron: Aw no! Oh wait, I think it went into my shoulder!
Blackout: How do you know that?
Megatron: Because I can't move my arm! It must be jamming the joint!
Barricade: How are we gonna get it out of there?
Blackout: We'll have to cut it out.
Starscream: Sounds good to me! Step back everybody!
Megatron: You lay so much as a servo on me and I'll tear you in half.
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Lalala, I should be getting on with school work...