Madame Gasket:
Who are these losers?
Fender:
We, sir...
Madame Gasket:
I'm a woman.
Crank:
Ouch.
Fender:
[Scottish accent]
We've come to rescue our friend, you evil bag of bolts, and you shall be defeated by the very outmodes that you scorn and detest!
Crank:
'Cause there's seven of us and only one of...
[hundreds of minions appear from behind Madame Gasket]
Fender:
Let's see, there's seven of us and... eight? Nine?
Crank:
Did you count that one?
Fender:
I think so. Will you all quit moving around? It's so frustrating! I think I counted one of you twice!
Madame Gasket:
While you're at it, count these!
[Ratchet's new outmode bot destroying machines come into view with Ratchet sitting on top of one of them]
Madame Gasket:
As soon as we're done with you, these hit the streets!
Ratchet:
This will be the last day any outmode will ever see!
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