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Clips from Robots

"Hey, kids, get a load of this."
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"Aunt Fanny..."
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"...we were using our arms."
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"Oh, excuse me."
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"Lady, please..."
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"...see a doctor."
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"Breakfast."
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"This will perk everyone up."
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"Some of Aunt Fanny's fresh-brewed grease."
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"Yummy!"
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"Careful, it's hot."
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"So, what are you guys doing today?"
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"- We're doing it. - What about you?"
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"Bigweld's disappeared, and you're sitting here."
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"That's already been established."
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"- I gotta find out what happened to him. - Hey, you want my advice?"
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"- Sure. - Forget it."
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""Never try, never fail. " Those are the words I live by."
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"Crank, the idol of millions is gone, and no one seems to care."
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"There should be an angry mob out there."
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"What the...?"
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"Wow, that was great, psychic friend."
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"Now say, "Money should be falling from the sky. ""
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"Say it. Say it."
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"Sorry, folks, all sold out."
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"Nothing but upgrades from here on in."
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"But I like myself just the way I am."
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"- We can't afford upgrades! - Let's get him!"
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"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't throw me."
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"Isn't that the guy that fixed Fender's neck?"
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"Yeah, that guy fixes bots."
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"Yeah, that kid can help you."
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"Brace yourself. You're about to get popular."
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"Only those with insurance."
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"Oh, I forgot. Everybody, come on."
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"Parts, man. I need parts."
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"You don't look that... bad."
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"- Hey, everybody, spare parts! - Yeah!"
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"Wait a minute. Wait a minute. What's wrong with you robots?"
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"You should all be ashamed of yourselves."
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"Why do you have two noses?"
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"One's for showing, one's for blowing."
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"- Sorry. - Hey, could you look at my arm?"
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"- Nice grip. - Like iron."
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"- I can't get rid of this spare tire. - I am losing my mind."
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"Back off, back off."
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"He's got his own dreams that won't come true."
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"See a need, fill a need."
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"Wait."
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"Who wants to get fixed?"
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"Thanks, Rodney. You're number one."
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"Rodney! Rodney! Rodney!"
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"Oh, yeah."
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"I have never felt so relaxed."
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"Say, do you mind giving me a little scratch between the shoulder blades?"
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"There you... Easy, tiger."
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"Hey! Take it easy."
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"Hey, what are you trying to do, kill me?"
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"Relax. It's me, your mommy."
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"- How did you get in here? - I came up the air shaft."
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"I know you don't like anybody here to see me."
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"- Well, what do you want? - Someone's fixing them."
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"- What? - Someone is repairing outmodes..."
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"...and they are laughing at you. - Who?"
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"And are you sure they're not laughing with me?"
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"Yes."
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"So what if one crazy fanatic repairs a few outmodes? Who cares?"
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"Think. Use those brains I stole for you. Today, it's one."
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"What about tomorrow, when everybody gets the idea this is okay?"
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""We can fix ourselves. We don't need upgrades."
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"We want Bigweld. ""
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"Then what happens to you?"
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"Okay, okay. Take it easy."
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"We've got to find out who this is and stop him."
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"Not stop him, crush him, destroy him."
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"And by the way, I brought you a little something for your desk."
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"- Is there anyone else waiting? - Let me look."
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"- A few. - "A few"?"
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"What did you expect, Rodney? Bigweld was gone."
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"Sweepers were on the loose, but then came Copperbottom."
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"I'm getting all static-y just thinking about it."
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"I'm not Bigweld. These robots need parts."
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"Mail call. Mail call."
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"Copperbottom, this one's from your mom."
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"Oh, is there anything for me?"
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"Oh, I got something for you."
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"That's from my sister."
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"I recognize the handwriting."
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"Is anything wrong?"
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"I'll say. His father's got one foot in the junkyard..."
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"...and if they can't find new parts for him, he's only got a few miles left."
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"Rodney, are you really worried about your dad?"
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"Do you wanna go home?"
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"Well, if I go home, I still can't help him."
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"We're out of parts. We've gotta get to Bigweld."
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"He's the only one that can fix this."
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"He's trying to tell us something. What is it, boy? What's wrong?"
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"Bigweld is going..."
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"...dancing."
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"Of course, the Bigweld Ball."
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"You can't have the Bigweld Ball without Bigweld."
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"Well, that's it, then. I'm going to the Bigweld Ball."
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"What? That's the fanciest party of the year."
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"You'll never get past the gate."
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"- Can I help you? - I think maybe you can."
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"This is Count Roderick von Brokenzipper."
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"Formerly Count Velcro."
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"Where are the trumpets?"
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"We were promised trumpets to announce the count's arrival."
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"Sorry, Your Grace. Beat me until you're happy."
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"He's happy. And I'm not feeling too bad myself."
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"- Let me... You're not on the list. - We're what?"
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"Once again."
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"Thank you. Fine, we will go."
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"You'll explain to your superiors..."
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"...why we were not able to attend your little luau, barn dance, whatever it is."
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"But we're leaving in a huff."
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"No, no. No. Please, go right in."
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"In fact, would the count like to hit me?"
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"The count hit you? The arrogance of some people."
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