& Wheelie: Fricking shorting my circuits out here... It’s inhumane, what it is. Make us live in a box on a balcony... Right next to a beast... Like a common animal.
& Wheelie: You know, Sam, I don’t know about moving in with this chick. What if she dumps us like the last girl?
Brains: She was mean. Didn’t like her.
Wheelie: Us guys got to stick together.
Brains: We are family!
Sam: No, we are not family. You’re a political refugee, and I have finally found someone who appreciates me for me.
Brains: Well, you tell her that we’re not your pets, and we’re not your toys! All right? We’re an advanced genius alien race just looking for a home.
& Mom: Are we keeping you from something?..
Dad: Like say, your job...
Sam: Uh, I have, uh, job interviews.
Mom: Oh, that’s good.
Dad: Well, that sucks.
& Mr. Brazos: Um, why is Chantal using what appears to be... a red cup from the red floor? When we are on the yellow floor! It is a visual and therefore a visceral betrayal. Stop it! Such a dumb ass... Disgusting. ’Thank you.’ It’s a total anarchy around here.
& Dylan Gould: Take a look at this 1939 Delahaye 165 Cabriolet... Designed by a French man. Look at the curves, elegant isn’t it. Beautiful. Sensual. Built to evoke the body of the ideal woman.
& Laserbeak: Is your daddy home?
& Sam: It’s a $200,000 Car.
Carly: I know.
Sam: You know how long it would take me to afford a car like this?
Carly: Long time.
Sam: Yeah like, 53 years.
& Laserbeak: You are my favorite.
Jerry Wang: I’ll do whatever you want me to do.
Laserbeak: I know. My superiors need me to....
Jerry Wang: What?
Laserbeak: Suicide you.
& NEST Guard: Freeze!
Wheelie: Whoa, whoa, whoa, we’re freezing.
& Sam: That’s my car.
& Carly: That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it ma’am?
Charlotte Mearing: Don’t call me ma’am, I’m not a ma’am.
Carly: But you’re a woman, aren’t you?
& Simmons: Dutch! Tell Megatron, let’s tango.
& Simmons: The thing about Russians is... they never like to talk. It’s going to take a little of the international language... Dos vedanya.
Russian Guard: That means goodbye.
& Simmons: Okay, let’s everybody just calm down. Let’s lower the heat, lower the guns. Just relax. World War 2 is over.
& Ironhide: Is there a problem?
& Sideswipe: Whoa, little Mexican stand-off we got here.
Ironhide: Weapons down.
Sideswipe: And we’ll let you escape with your dignity.
& Ironhide: Decepticon punk... Class dismissed.
& Ironhide: What have you done?
Sentinel Prime: I hereby discharge you from duty.
& Sentinel Prime: I am a Prime. I do not take orders from you.
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