Stephanie Speck: If one of them comes near you, you blast 'em! Just burn his butt with your laser.
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Number 5: Hey, laser lips, your mama was a snow blower.
Ben Jabituya: I am standing here beside myself.
Farmer's wife: I hope you took the grass out of the glove compartment.
Ben Jabituya: I am thinking she is a virgin. Or at least she used to be.
Ben Jabituya: Bye-bye, goofy woman. I enjoyed repeatedly throwing you to the ground. Namaste. Bye.
Number 5: Wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too?
Ben Jabituya: With excitement like this, who is needing enemas?
Ben Jabituya: Newton, we are wasting valueless time here.
Ben Jabituya: I don't know about you, but I am planning to scream and run.
Ben Jabituya: I am sporting a tremendous woody.
Number 5: Beautiful animal... canine... dog... mutt.
Number 5: Not malfunction Stephanie. Number 5 is alive.
Benjamin Jabituya: Who is knowing how to read the mind of a robot?
Ben Jabituya: Did she stick her tongue down your throat?
Newton Crosby: Originally I had non-military purposes in mind. I designed it as a marital aid.
Ben Jabituya: I have seen some strange, bizarre drivers, but you. You will be awarded a cake.
Number 5: Well, if you gotta go, don't squeeze the Charmin.
Number 5: Number 5 stupid name... want to be Kevin or Dave!
Newton Crosby: Ben Jabituya: Is that a 'yes' or the number of your intelligence quotient, uh?
Stephanie Speck: Oh, my God! I knew they'd pick me. I just knew it!... Hello? Well, I guess... Welcome to my planet!
Stephanie Speck: OK, you didn't come a million miles to do television commercials, did you?
Stephanie Speck: ... never mind, go back to your nuclear warheads.
Number 5: Error. Grasshopper disassembled... Re-assemble!
Ben Jabituya: Oh, bull dyke! You cannot hold your water with that story, girl.
Number 5: "Escaped Robot Fights for His Life. Film at Eleven."
Number 5: Ah don't worry little lady, I'll fix their wagon.
Ben Jabituya: So now I am having no job to speak about. I will have to smack the sidewalk.
Number 5: No, no, please. No autographs, sir! Come Stephanie! We be jammin'
Number 5: Well, I guess that waps you up, you wascally wobot - huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh-huhgh!
Howard Marner: Crosby, it's Howard. If you don't have my van back in 15 minutes...!
Ben Jabituya: Looks like you have created another Frankfurter's monster.
Howard Marner: I AM NOT HAVING THIS ANYMORE, CROSBY! IT WAS YOUR FAULT THAT YOU HAD TO TALK TO THESE PEOPLE!
Number 4: Enemy neutralized. Ladies and gentlemen, objective completed.
Howard Marner: Well, ladies and gentlemen, I want you to meet: Strategic Artificially Intelligent Nuclear Transport - or S.A.I.N.T, as we call it.
Stephanie Speck: Why don't you come in my house and we can sit down and talk. Get to know each other. Communicate. Input. Come on!
Ben Jabituya: What the heck, Newton. Let us punch the sack. Tomorrow is the next day.
Frank: Twenty-five thousand dollars. Don't worry. We'll split it. Twenty for me. Five for you.
Howard Marner: I got a phone call from that looney in the lunch wagon. She wants to see you. Only you!
Stephanie Speck: Great idea! Newton Crosby, P-h-Dork!
Stephanie Speck: If one of them comes near you, you blast 'em! Just burn his butt with your laser.
Ben Jabituya: Well, the cat has dragged in a sight for four eyes, that is for sure. You look dreadful.
Number 5: Communicate. Need input. I have questions, queries, *posers*.
Stephanie Speck: youre a robot? i let you tear my house to shreads and youre a robot? god i am so stupid.
Stephanie Speck: Boy am i the jerk of the world.
Number 5: Jerk of the world turkey chicken pain in the ass.
Stephanie Speck: yeah i know that you think youre alive but those guys who bulit you say no way so i dont know what to think anymore.
Number 5: Many fragments. Some large, some small.
Stephanie Speck: This may be hilarious where you come from, but on this planet it's considered rude.
Number 5: stupid dumbell galobal foolish.
Frank: im calling nov and im calling the cops so can forget about us you little pain in the neck because its over.
Number 5: Hey, laser lips, your mama was a snow blower.
Ben Jabituya: I am standing here beside myself.
Farmer's wife: I hope you took the grass out of the glove compartment.
Ben Jabituya: I am thinking she is a virgin. Or at least she used to be.
Ben Jabituya: With excitement like this, who is needing enemas?
Ben Jabituya: Bye-bye, goofy woman. I enjoyed repeatedly throwing you to the ground. Namaste. Bye.
Number 5: Stephanie... change color! Stephanie Speck: Uh... Number 5: Attractive! Nice software. Mmm. Stephanie Speck: Boy, you sure don't talk like a machine.
Number 5: Wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too?
Ben Jabituya: Newton, we are wasting valueless time here.
Ben Jabituya: I don't know about you, but I am planning to scream and run.
Ben Jabituya: I am sporting a tremendous woody.
Number 5: Fish. Salmon. Sushi.
Number 5: Beautiful animal... canine... dog... mutt.
Stephanie Speck: Haven't you had enough of this stuff? You know, you lose IQ points the longer you watch. There have been actual studies. Look, you're going to become the first alien couch potato.
Number 4: Enemy neutralized. Ladies and gentlemen, objective completed.
Number 5: Not malfunction Stephanie. Number 5 is alive.
Benjamin Jabituya: Who is knowing how to read the mind of a robot?
Ben Jabituya: Did she stick her tongue down your throat?
Newton Crosby: Originally I had non-military purposes in mind. I designed it as a marital aid.
Number 5: Colt .45. Semi-automatic. Number 5: Play-doh.
Ben Jabituya: I have seen some strange, bizarre drivers, but you. You will be awarded a cake.
Stephanie Speck: Yes, I'd like to speak to one of your head warmongers, please. Duke: Dr. Warmonger - I mean, Dr. Marner!
Stephanie Speck: Oh, no - Jeez! Number Five, we're gonna be killed! Number 5: Disassemble? Stephanie Speck: Yes, disassemble ALL OVER THE PLACE!
Number 5: Well, if you gotta go, don't squeeze the Charmin.
Number 5: Number 5 stupid name... want to be Kevin or Dave!
Number 5: Malfunction. Need input. Stephanie Speck: Input. That's information! Listen, I am full of it.
Newton Crosby: OK. Listen closely. There's a priest, a minister, and a rabbi. They're out playing golf. They're deciding how much to give to charity. The priest says "We'll draw a circle on the ground, throw the money in the air, and whatever lands inside the circle, we'll give to charity." The minister says "No, we'll draw a circle on the ground, throw the money in the air, and whatever lands outside of the circle, that's what we'll give to charity." The rabbi says "No no no. We'll throw the money way up in the air, and whatever God wants, he keeps!" Number 5: Hmmmm. Oh, I get it! Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! Nyuk, nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk! Stephanie Speck: What's going on? Is he laughing? Newton Crosby: Yeah! Yeah! And the joke wasn't even that funny, and I think I screwed up the punchline. Ha ha ha ha! Number 5: "Whatever God wants, he keeps!"
Howard Marner: Crosby, we're going to have to ask you to surrender the robot. Newton Crosby: Stat? Howard Marner: Stat! Newton Crosby: What does that mean, anyway? Howard Marner: I don't know. But that's not the point.
Stephanie Speck: You're a robot? I thought you were alive, Number 5. I let you tear my house to shreds and you're a robot! You're a machine from that dumb war lab place. God, I'm so stupid! Number 5: Stupid - foolish, gullible, doltish, dumbell, lamebrain... Stephanie Speck: Shut up! Number 5: Shut up - silence, hush, sit on it, can it...
Stephanie Speck: Oh, my God! I knew they'd pick me. I just knew it!... Hello? Well, I guess... Welcome to my planet!
Frank: Twenty-five thousand dollars. Don't worry. We'll split it. Twenty for me. Five for you.
Howard Marner: Crosby, what's it gonna do? Newton Crosby: Howard it's hard to say, it's malfunctioning, it may not do anything. Skroeder: But it COULD decide to blow away anything that moves, couldn't it? COULDN'T IT CROSBY?
Newton Crosby: Are you sure you weren't doing any steering or anything like that? Stephanie Speck: Yeah, I like to drive off cliffs.
Howard Marner: No, I'm sure we'll all agree that Dr Crosby has designed a weapon which will keep our world safe for all time. Newton Crosby: Howard, what's so safe about blowing people up?
Frank: ... you know he looked kinda sick to me, so I thought I'd just take 'im down to the vet and fix 'im up a little bit. Stephanie Speck: He doesn't look sick. YOU look sick.
Stephanie Speck: OK, you didn't come a million miles to do television commercials, did you?
Stephanie Speck: ... never mind, go back to your nuclear warheads.
Number 5: Error. Grasshopper disassembled... Re-assemble!
Number 5: "Escaped Robot Fights for His Life. Film at Eleven."
Stephanie Speck: Boy, am I the jerk of the world! Number 5: Jerk of the world: Turkey, idiot, pain in the ass.
Number 5: Ah don't worry little lady, I'll fix their wagon.
Skroeder: Now that, my friend, is how you kick ass! Howard Marner: Years of research are down the tubes, and you're happy as a pig in slops. Skroeder: Just doing my job, sir. Howard Marner: Maybe from now on you can do it somewhere else.
Stephanie Speck: If one of them comes near you, you blast 'em! Just burn his butt with your laser.
Number 5: Communicate. Need input. I have questions, queries, *posers*.
Howard Marner: I AM NOT HAVING THIS ANYMORE, CROSBY! IT WAS YOUR FAULT THAT YOU HAD TO TALK TO THESE PEOPLE!
Number 5: Escape, escape! Please, hide! Refuge! Stephanie Speck: What are you afraid of? What's the matter with you? Number 5: N.O.V.A. robotics, disassemble, dead! Disassemble, Number 5 dead! Stephanie Speck: But you can't die, you're a machine! Number 5: No. Stephanie Speck: No, you're not a machine? Number 5: Yes! Stephanie Speck: Yes you are, or yes you're not? Number 5: Yes... Stephanie Speck: Yes, what? Number 5: Yes... not. Stephanie Speck: Talk about a malfunction! Number 5: Not malfunction, Stephanie... Number 5... is alive!
