"QUICK: WHAT'S THE SITUATION? Oh, hey, hi pretty lady. My name's Rick. So, you out having a little adventure?" "What, are you fighting that guy? You got that under control? You know, because, looks like there's a lot of stuff on fire..." "Hey, a countdown clock! Man, that is trouble. Situation's looking pretty ugly. For such a beautiful woman. If you don't mind me saying." "I don't want to scare you, but, I'm an Adventure Sphere. Designed for danger. So, why don't you go ahead and have yourself a little lady break, and I'll just take it from here." "Here, stand behind me. Yeah, just like that. Just like you're doing. Things are about to get real messy." "Going for it yourself, huh? All right, angel. I'll do what I can to cover you." "Doesn't bother me. I gotta say, the view's mighty nice from right here." "Man, that clock is moving fast. And you are beautiful. Always time to compliment a pretty lady. All right, back to work. Let's do this." "Did you hear that? I think something just exploded. Man, we are in a lot of danger. This is like Christmas. No, it's better than Christmas. This should be its own holiday. Explosion Day!" "Happy Explosion Day, gorgeous." "I'll tell ya, it's times like this I wish I had a waist so I could wear all my black belts. Yeah, I'm a black belt. In pretty much everything. Karate. Larate. Jiu Jitsu. Kick punching. Belt making. Taekwondo... Bedroom." "I am a coiled spring right now. Tension and power. Just... I'm a muscle. Like a big arm muscle, punching through a brick wall, and it's hitting the wall so hard the arm is catching on fire. Oh yeah." "I probably wouldn't have let things get this far, but you go ahead and do things your way." "Tell ya what, why don't you put me down and I'll make a distraction." "All right. You create a distraction then, and I'll distract him from YOUR distraction." "All right, your funeral. Your beautiful-lady-corpse open casket funeral." "Do you have a gun? Because I should really have a gun. What is that thing you're holding?" "How about a knife, then? You keep the gun, I'll use a knife." "No knife? That's fine. I know all about pressure points." "So, when you kill that guy, do you have a cool line? You know, prepared? Tell you what: Lemme help you with that while you run around." "Okay, let's see. Cool line... He's... big. He's... just hangin' there. Okay. Yeah, all right, here we go: 'Hang around.' That might be too easy." "'Hang ten?' That might work if there were ten of him. Do you think there might be nine more of this guy somewhere?" "All right, you know what, it's gonna be best if you can get him to say something first. It's just better if I have a set-up." "Here's the plan: Get him to say, 'You two have been a thorn in my side long enough.' Then tell your pretty ears to stand back, because I am going to zing him into the stone age." "Here, let me put on some adventure music." "Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-DUN! DUN DUN! Dunna-dunna-na-dunna-na-DUN! DUN DUN! nananaDUNDUNDUN dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun..." "Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dunna-dunna-na-dunna-na-playing by our own rules-nanana-hanging by our fingers from a mountain-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun..." "Get dirty with this robot! This robot owes you money! This robot owes! You! Money!"