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Clips from Robots

"Just don't look down."
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"Hey."
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"Get off."
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"Go on, get off."
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"Get off of..."
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"Cappy, you haven't said a word."
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"- It gave me chills. - Thank you, thank you."
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"- But... - But?"
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"I'm just wondering, why would robots buy new upgrades..."
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"...if parts are so much cheaper?"
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"Oh, right. Well, that's easy."
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"Because as of today, we are no longer making spare parts."
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"Do you know what I call robots who can't afford upgrades? Scrap metal."
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"You see them on the streets, misshapen and rust-covered."
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"They turn your insides out. You wanna run home and scrub yourself."
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"Now, Cappy, I want your department to push our new slogan."
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"In fact, I'm moving you into the office right next to mine."
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"We'll be working very, very closely together on this one."
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"- Won't that be fun? - Oodles."
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"- Oh, so sorry, I... - What the...?"
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"Sir, I am a young inventor, and it has been my dream to come to Robot City..."
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"...and to present my ideas to Mr. Bigweld."
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"Who doesn't seem to be here."
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"Gee, no, no. But while he's away, he left me in charge."
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"Oh, well, then let me show you what this can do."
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"I have a better idea. Why don't you let me show you what it can do."
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"It can do this!"
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"So how did it go?"
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"What the heck is going on around here?"
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"Some highly polished jerk is sitting in Bigweld's chair."
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"And you're sitting on the sidewalk, magnetized."
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"Listen, I'll be back, and I'm gonna get to the bottom of this."
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"When you pick a lost cause, you really commit."
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"Where do they make dreamers like you? Get lost, freak!"
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"All right, break time."
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"All right, break time's over."
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"Chop-chop."
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"Look who's here."
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"- Hi, Mom. - Hi, sweetie. How's my boy?"
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"Great. I did just what you told me. No more spare parts."
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"In a couple of weeks, those broken-down losers out there will be scrap metal."
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"You will be up to your bloomers in broken-elbow junk."
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"Such a good boy."
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"And after you finish off Bigweld..."
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"...there will be nobody out there to fix them."
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"Exactly!"
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"You wanna swing that one by me again?"
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"Idiot! Those outmodes look up to him."
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"- Suppose he decides to come back? - Oh, come on, Mom."
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"- He's not gonna be trouble where he is. - What are you afraid of?"
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"Grow some bolts."
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"Or do you want to end up like your father?"
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"Hey, son. Good to see you."
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"Think what it would mean."
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"Not Bigweld Industries, Ratchet Industries."
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"Keep talking."
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"Ratchet City!"
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"Yes, everything shiny."
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"No more Bigweld, no more outmode."
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"Let's do it!"
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"That's my boy!"
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"Are you hungry? Can I get you something?"
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"- You look thin. - No, no, no, Mom. I gotta go. Bye."
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"Bye, Pop."
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"So long, son. Good luck with your dastardly plans."
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"Hey."
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"Hi there."
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"Listen, if I seem to be getting smaller, it's because I'm leaving."
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"Foot, don't fail me now."
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"Stop! Hey, you got my foot!"
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"Oh, great. Happy now?"
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"Not until you give me back my foot, you mugger."
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"I am not a mugger. I happen to be..."
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"...a scrounger."
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"I didn't know you were at the end of that foot."
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"Here, let me help you with that."
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"No, no, no, I'll do it myself."
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"I have my pride, you know. Over here."
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"Oh, no. No, not that close. Hold on, hold on."
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"No. No, no."
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"What's the use? There's nothing left."
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"Hey, Diesel, I found you a voice box."
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"Here's another one."
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"That's no good. Give me that."
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"I can never find parts in my size."
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"What is it, boy?"
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"Hey, Fender, have you lost weight?"
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"Lost weight?"
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"Look at where you're looking. He's a head in a basket."
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"We're doomed, I knew it. We're doomed."
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"Yeah, will you shut up, you neurotic nut? Why, I'd smack you if I had a hand."
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"Wow, speak of the devil, here I come."
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"Dang!"
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"Check this out."
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"Who would throw away such a cute little doodad?"
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"- Don't be scared. - Hey, that's mine."
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"That's him. That's the guy. I would know that face."
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"I know that face, and I know that foot."
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"He's over there, moron."
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"That's the perpetrator. He knocked my head off."
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"- You want another piece of me? - All right, buster."
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"If you think you can mess with my big brother, you're... You're kind of cute."
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"Piper, would you behave yourself."
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"Now, come on, let's get Fender fixed. Again."
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"Here's your thingamabob."
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"By the way, the name's Piper."
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"Rhymes with "viper. ""
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"See you around."
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"We've told you a hundred times:"
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""Don't talk to strange men. " Thank you, Manuel."
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"I talk to you. Who's stranger than that?"
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"I got good news, and I got bad news."
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"- What's the bad news? - I checked the stock book."
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"And as of today, they are no longer making parts for your model."
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"You have been officially outmoded."
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"Outmoded? Well, that's fine."
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"What's the good news?!"
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"Well, when we had your parts, they were on sale."
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"How could this happen to me? I'm practically a kid."
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"Look, pull yourself together. All you need is an upgrade."
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