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"That new-upgrade smell."
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"Just came in, fully loaded. Look."
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"It's got cup-holders, standard."
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"Does it come in plus sizes?"
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"Sure, take a look at the new Bigweld spring collection."
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"I can't afford that fancy stuff. All I need is one stinking neck joint."
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"No. Why did this happen to me?"
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"I'm hurting me. Idiot."
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"Sorry, pal, it's either upgrade or the chop shop for you."
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"The chop shop?"
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"I'm fine, I'm fine. Look, no hands."
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"Ta-da! I'm back. Miss me?"
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"- No one's going to the chop shop. - That's right."
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"What do you think we can get for him?"
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"Will you stop? Listen, shiny pants..."
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"...you get back there and find a part for my brother."
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"We are not junk, we are not scrap, and we will not be treated this way."
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"I'm sorry. I don't have the parts."
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"Well, do you have two washers, an S-spring and some Fastweld?"
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"I can fix you easy."
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"The Force is strong with this one."
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"When was the last time you got oiled?"
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"I can't answer that with my kid sister here."
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"Can it, Fender."
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"Hold still. This might tickle."
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"We haven't been properly introduced."
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"I'm Fender. Used to be Bumper..."
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"...but had to change it when we came in to the country."
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"Copperbottom, Rodney Copperbottom."
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"Riddle me this: Why did I meet you among the garbage?"
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"Well, today I tried to get in to see Bigweld."
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"Well, if you find him, tell him we really need him to come back."
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"He cared about bots like us."
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"I heard they've done him in and left the rest of us to fall apart."
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"Well, that ought to do it."
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"Look at that! And he fixed my neck."
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"- Sweeper! - Sweeper?"
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"Make yourself scarce."
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"What's the big deal?"
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"- Well, if you're an outmode like Fender... - Hey."
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"They sweep you up and take you to the chop shop."
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"Where they melt you down and turn you into something else."
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"You mean...?"
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"Yep."
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"Sweepers. Sweepers."
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"Help. Here's one outmode you're not gonna get."
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"Fender, run!"
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"That was close."
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"When in Robot City, guests of the Rusties... That's us."
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"- Stay at Aunt Fanny's boarding house, where our motto is:"
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""Beats rusting outside. ""
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"Let me just let her know you're here. Aunt Fanny!"
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"- We brought someone. - I'm in the kitchen."
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"- Are you sure your aunt won't mind? - Relax, she's not my aunt."
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"She just takes in bots who are broke. Bless her little heart."
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"Well, then why is she called Aunt Fanny?"
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"We couldn't call her Aunt Booty."
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"Oh, crap."
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"She's a little artsy-fartsy."
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"The artsy's okay, but when she gets fartsy..."
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"Look at... Oh, right on my shoes."
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"I'm so clumsy."
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"Well, hello there. What's your name?"
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"I'm Rodney Bigbottom..."
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"No, I'm Rodney Copperbottom. Copperbottom."
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"That's a wonderful name, Bigbottom."
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"Well, I just..."
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"- What happened to your friend? - He's been rear-ended."
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"Oh, there you are."
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"Aunt Fanny, he needs a place to stay."
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"Well, just make yourself at home."
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"Thank you. That's very kind of you."
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"My pleasure."
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"See a need, fill a need."
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"Hey, just like Bigweld."
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"Bigweld. That's a lot of robot."
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"Come on. You can bunk with me."
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"We'll ignore the gossip."
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"You missed a spot."
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"Fender, get out of my room!"
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"I'm not in your room."
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"I am now. Now I'm not. I am. Not. Am..."
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"Get out of my room."
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"Oh, man, this is my third oil change today. Something's wrong with me."
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"Sorry."
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"Here we are. Home sweet home."
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"What's mine is yours."
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"- Oh, dear. - I'll get them."
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"Look at that. Now they're arm-wrestling."
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"Could you separate them? Hurry, my backside itches."
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"I know that sounds bad, but I'm just doing musical arm farts."
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"You know how to do those?"
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"They're hard to do, because we're metal, but that's where the skill comes in."
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"I'm real close. Listen."
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"No, wait."
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"No, wait, wait."
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"You can't tell me that didn't sound like a... Like an old man."
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"You know, I'm a little tired. Maybe tomorrow."
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"Kind of a rough day, huh?"
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"Kind of. My dad's probably sitting by the phone..."
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"...waiting for his brilliant son to call..."
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"...and tell him what a big success my first day was."
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"I know it's not your problem."
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"If you burden your friends, you won't have any."
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"What are you, a fortune cookie?"
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""That's what friends... ""
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"You consider me a friend?"
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"Sure, what else would I consider you?"
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"An embarrassment, a way to rebel against your parents..."
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"...a desperate cry for help. The list is endless."
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"Let's just stick with friend."
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"You know, even though you had a discouraging day, remember..."
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"...there's another one coming tomorrow."
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"You know, my last roommate jumped out that window."
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"Hey, Fender."
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"Yeah, baby. Let it rip!"
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"Guys, come on, what are you, 3 years old?"
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"This is how a man does it."
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"You guys are so gross."
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"Besides, this is how you do it."
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