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Karel Čapek

Karel Čapek (January 9, 1890 – December 25, 1938) was a Czech author and playwright, who introduced and made popular the word robot as a word for artificial human beings, which first appeared in his play R.U.R. (Rossum's Universal Robots) in 1920.

Quotes

 * Great god of the Ants, thou hast granted victory to thy servants. I appoint thee honorary Colonel.
 *  Pictures from the Insects' Life (1922), as translated in  'And so ad infinitum (The Life of the Insects) : An Entomological Review in Three Acts, a Prologue and an Epilogue (1936) co-written with his brother Josef Čapek, p. 60; also known as The Insect Play

 * Be these people either Conservatives or Socialists, Yellows or Reds, the most important thing is — and that is the point I want to stress — that all of them are right in the plain and moral sense of the word. . . I ask whether it is not possible to see in the present social conflict of the world an analogous struggle between two, three, five equally serious verities and equally generous idealisms? I think it is possible, and that is the most dramatic element in modern civilization, that a human truth is opposed to another human truth no less human, ideal against ideal, positive worth against worth no less positive, instead of the struggle being as we are so often told, one between noble truth and vile selfish error.
 * R.U.R. supplement in The Saturday Review (1923)

 * Socialism is good when it comes to wages, but it tells me nothing when it comes to other questions in life that are more private and painful, for which I must seek answers elsewhere. Relativism is not indifference; on the contrary, passionate indifference is necessary in order for you not to hear the voices that oppose your absolute decrees … Relativism is neither a method of fighting, nor a method of creating, for both of these are uncompromising and at times even ruthless; rather, it is a method of cognition. If one must fight or create, it is necessary that this be preceded by the broadest possible knowledge ... One of the worst muddles of this age is its confusing of the ideas behind combative and cognitive activity. Cognition is not fighting, but once someone knows a lot, he will have much to fight for, so much that he will be called a relativist because of it.
 * "On Relativism" (1925)

 * Look, justice has to be as unquestioned as the multiplication tables. I don’t know if you could prove that every theft is wrong; but I can prove to you that every theft is against the law, because I can arrest you every time. If you scattered pearls in the street, then a policeman could give you a ticket for littering. But if you started performing miracles, we couldn’t stop you, unless we called it a public nuisance or unlawful public assembly. There must be some kind of breach of order for us to intervene.
 * Sgt. Bartosek, in "Šlépeje" ["Footprints"] (1929) as translated by Norma Comrada, in Toward the Radical Center: A Karel Čapek Reader (1990), edited by Peter Kussi, p. 236

 * Each of us is we.
 * An Ordinary Life (1934), as quoted in Toward the Radical Center: A Karel Čapek Reader (1990), edited by Peter Kussi, p. 20

 * Much melancholy has devolved upon mankind, and it is detestable to me that might will triumph in the end ... Art must not serve might.
 * Statement to S. K. Neumann, as quoted Karel Čapek: Life and Work (2002) by Ivan Klima

 * I think I am slowly becoming an anarchist, that this is only another label for my privateness, and I think that you will understand this in the sense of being against collectivity.
 * Statement to S. K. Neumann, as quoted Karel Čapek: Life and Work (2002) by Ivan Klima

 * I don't say that it is a bad or useless profession: but it isn't one of the superlatively fine and striking ones, and the material used is of a strange sort — you don't even see it. But I'd like all the things I used to see to be in it: the ringing hammer-strokes of the smith and the colors of the whisping of the stone-mason, the bustling of the baker, the humility of the poor, and all the lusty strength and skill which men of towering stature put into their work before the astonished and fascinated eyes of a child.
 * "On Literature" in Toward the Radical Center : A Karel Čapek Reader (1990), edited by Peter Kussi

 * I don’t know whether we have souls or not; but there are immortal things within us, and one of them is this instinctive desire for justice. I’m no better than anyone else, but there is something within me that isn’t only mine, that doesn’t belong only to me — the notion of a more exacting and more powerful order. I know I’m saying this badly, but at that moment I understood what crime is and what is meant by an offense  against God. You see, a person who’s been murdered is like a holy place that’s been violated and defiled.
 * "An Ordinary Murder" (Stories from the Second Pocket, 1932)

 * Oh man, at that end not much has been left of your excellence, nothing of all that you have been boasting about through life - only sex, fear, self-admiration and a few other things you are usually ashamed of.
 * "Last Things of Man" (Stories from the Second Pocket, 1932)

R.U.R. (1920)

 * My dear Miss Glory, Robots are not people. They are mechanically more perfect than we are, they have an astounding intellectual capacity, but they have no soul.

 * Dear Miss Glory, we've already had at least a hundred saviors and prophets here. Every boat brings another one. Missionaries, anarchists, the Salvation Army, everything imaginable. It would amaze you to know how many churches and lunatics there are in the world.

 * Robots do not hold on to life. They can't. They have nothing to hold on with — no soul, no instinct. Grass has more will to live than they do.

 * They learn to speak, write, and do arithmetic. They have a phenomenal memory. If one read them the Encyclopedia Britannica they could repeat everything back in order, but they never think up anything original. They'd make fine university professors.

 * Any acceleration constitutes progress, Miss Glory. Nature had no understanding of the modern rate of work. From a technical standpoint the whole of childhood is pure nonsense. Simply wasted time. An untenable waste of time.

 * Within the next ten years Rossum's Universal Robots will produce so much wheat, so much cloth, so much everything that things will no longer have any value. Everyone will be able to take as much as he needs. There'll be no more poverty. Yes, people will be out of work, but by then there'll be no work left to be done. Everything will be done by living machines. People will do only what they enjoy. They will live only to perfect themselves... But before that some awful things may happen, Miss Glory. That just can't be avoided. But then the subjugation of man by man and the slavery of man to matter will cease. Never again will anyone pay for his bread with hatred and his life. There'll be no more laborers, no more secretaries. No one will have to mine coal or slave over someone else's machines. No longer will man need to destroy his soul doing work that he hates.

 * O Adam, Adam! no longer will you have to earn your bread by the sweat of your brow; you will return to Paradise where you were nourished by the hand of God. You will be free and supreme; you will have no other task, no other work, no other cares than to perfect your own being. You will be the master of creation.

 * People should be a little loony, Helena. That's the best thing about them.

 * "Figh-ting in the Bal-kans." Lord Jesus, another of God's punishments! But that war'll get here too! Is it far from here?

 * It's always the same thing, one war after another —

 * Each factory will be making Robots of a diťferent color, a different nationality, a different tongue; that they'll all be different — as different from one another as fingerprints; that they'll no longer be able to conspire with one another; and ... we, we people will help to foster their prejudices and cultivate their mutual lack of understanding, you see? So that any given Robot, to the day of its death, right to the grave, will forever hate a Robot bearing the trademark of another factory... Thunder, we'll make Black Robots and Swedish Robots and Italian Robots and Chinese Robots, and then let someone try to drive the notion of brotherhood into the noggin of their organization...

 * Robots of the world, you are ordered to exterminate the human race. Do not spare the men. Do not spare the women. Preserve only the factories, railroads, machines, mines, and raw materials. Destroy everything else. Then return to work. Work must not cease.

 * We made the Robots look too much alike. A hundred thousand identical faces all looking this way. A hundred thousand expressionless faces. It's a nightmare.

 * Old Rossum thought only of his godless hocus-pocus and young Rossum of his billions. And that wasn't the dream of your R. U. R. shareholders either. They dreamed of the dividends. And on those dividends humanity will perish.

 * I wanted man to become a master! So he wouldn't have to live from hand to mouth! I didn't want to see another soul grow numb slaving over someone else's machines! I wanted there to be nothing, nothing, nothing left of that damned social mess! I abhorred degradation and suffering! I was fighting against poverty! I wanted a new generation of mankind! ... I wanted to transform all of humanity into a world-wide aristocracy. Unrestricted, free, and supreme people. Something even greater than people.

 * Thunder, there are so many beautiful things! The world was beautiful and we — we — Boys, boys, tell me, what did we ever take the time to enjoy?

 * Everything is done for! All of humanity! The whole world!. ... Look, look, streams of blood on every doorstep! Streams of blood from every house! Oh, God, God, who's responsible for this?

 * I blame science! I blame technology! Domin! Myself! All of us! We, we are at fault! For the sake of our megalomania, for the sake of somebody's profits, for the sake of progress, I don't know, for the sake of some tremendous something we have murdered humanity! So now you can crash under the weight of all your greatness! No Genghis Khan has ever erected such an enormous tomb from human bones!

 * They stopped being machines. You see, they realize their superiority and they hate us. They hate everything human.

 * A guilty party is being sought. Such action is a favorite means of consolation in the face of calamity.

 * Mankind will endure. In twenty years the world will belong to man again; even if it's only to a couple of savages on the tiniest island ... that'll be a start. And as long as there's some small beginning, that's fine. In a thousand years they'll have caught up to where we are now and then surpass even that ... to accomplish what we only dreamed of.

 * It was a great thing to be a human being. It was something tremendous. Suddenly I'm conscious of a million sensations buzzing in me like bees in a hive. Gentlemen, it was a great thing.

 * You still stand watch, O human star, burning without a flicker, perfect flame, bright and resourceful spirit. Each of your rays a great idea — O torch which passes from hand to hand, from age to age, world without end.

 * Robots of the world! Many people have fallen. By seizing the factory we have become the masters of everything. The age of mankind is over. A new world has begun! The rule of Robots!

 * Why are there stars when there are no people? O God, why don't you just extinguish them? — Cool my brow, ancient night! Divine and fair as you always were — O night, what purpose do you serve? There are no lovers, no dreams. O nursemaid, dead as a sleep without dreams, you no longer hallow anyone's prayers. O mother of us all, you don't bless a single heart smitten with love. There is no love.

 * Nothing is stranger to man than his own image.

 * We've become beings with souls... Something struggles within us. There are moments when something gets into us. Thoughts come to us which are not our own... People are our fathers! The voice that cries out that you want to live; the voice that complains; the voice that reasons; the voice that speaks of eternity — that is their voice!

 * I've found a place that would amaze you. People used to live there, but now it's all overgrown and no one goes there. Absolutely no one — only me... Just a little house and a garden. And two dogs. If you could see how they licked my hands, and their puppies — oh, Primus, there's probably nothing more beautiful! You take them on your lap and cuddle them, and just sit there until sundown not thinking about anything and not worrying about anything. Then when you get up you feel as though you've done a hundred times more than a lot of work. Really, I'm not good for much of anything. Everyone says I'm not cut out for any kind of work. I don't know what I'm good for.

 * Helena, do you ever have times when your heart's suddenly struck with the feeling, "Now, now something must happen —"

 * O nature, nature, life will not perish! Friends, Helena, life will not perish! It will begin anew with love; it will start out naked and tiny; it will take root in the wilderness, and to it all that we did and built will mean nothing — our towns and factories, our art, our ideas will all mean nothing, and yet life will not perish! Only we have perished. Our houses and machines will be in ruins, our systems will collapse, and the names of our great will fall away like dry leaves. Only you, love, will blossom on this rubbish heap and commit the seed of life to the winds. Now let Thy servant depart in peace, O Lord, for my eyes have beheld — beheld Thy deliverance through love, and life shall not perish!

The Absolute at Large (1921)

 * I've tried all isolating materials that might possibly prevent the Absolute from getting out of the cellar: ashes, sand, metal walls, but nothing can stop it. I've even tried lining the cellar walls with the works of Professors Krejci, Spencer, and Haeckle, all the Positivists you can think of; if you can believe it, the Absolute penetrates even things like that.

 * At the Petrin telegraph station, religion broke out like an epidemic. For no earthly reason, all the telegraph operators on duty were sending out ecstatic messages to the whole world, a sort of new gospel saying that God is coming back down to earth to redeem it ...

 * There came into the world an unlimited abundance of everything people need. But people need everything except unlimited abundance.

 * You can have a revolution wherever you like, except in a government office; even were the world to come to an end, you'd have to destroy the universe first and then government offices.

Letters from England (1925)

 * The only perfection which modern civilisation achieves is mechanical; machines are magnificent and immaculate but the life which serves them or is served by them isn't magnificent or shiny or more perfect or more comely.

 * One never knows whether people have principles on principle or whether for their own personal satisfaction.

 * The Continent is noisier, less disciplined, dirtier, more rabid, craftier, more passionate, more convivial, more amorous, hedonistic, vivacious, coarse, garrulous, unruly and somehow less perfect. Please, give me a ticket straight to the Continent.

 * I have seen greatness and power, wealth, prosperity and incomparable development. I was never sad that we are a small and unfinished part of the world. To be small, unsettled and uncompleted is a good and courageous mission.

Quotes about Čapek

 * Of that country [Czechoslovakia], Capek writes: "It[s] was a creed of democracy and freedom . . . in the spirit of the republican and civilian west . . . [and against] the simplified war ideology . . . absolutism and militarism . . ." The pre-war optimism that Capek loved was embodied for him by Tomáš Masaryk, the philosopher who founded the First Republic and was its first president. Masaryk and Capek epitomised what the latter called "pen-and-spirit-minded people" — a phrase on which Capek's view of his role in life turned.
 * Lesley Chamberlain, Review of "Believe in People: the Essential Karel Capek" in New Statesman (14 October 2010)

 * He imagined himself as a linguist "disclosing the disorders, abuses, incoherences and impressions of expression [which] would lead to the recognition of similar flaws in social thinking". To take responsibility for freedom, besides teaching people to notice other people and things, also meant watching one's words and not being lazy or easily misled...The housewife and her cleaning rituals were as interesting to him as the latest works of literature. Representing a high culture that was coming under pressure from the new mass media of radio and film, he told his readers that high and popular were nothing in themselves. "Culture depends on how things — any thing — are used."
 * Lesley Chamberlain, Review of "Believe in People: the Essential Karel Capek" in New Statesman (14 October 2010)]

 * Capek finds in science fiction and crime fiction forms that allow his passion for ideas to take on flesh. He is not a writer interested in character in the realist sense. He is captivated by circumstance and chance.
 * Patricia Hampl, in "Comeback for Capek" - The New York Times (22 December 2002)

 * Letters from England is what nearly every reviewer said it was: a "charming" and "humane" work of travel literature by a man of wry, candid, and cosmopolitan sensibility. Capek brings just the right mixture of admiration and affectionate deprecation to bear on his subject; he gives his curiosity free rein, but tempers both praise and deflation with humor; he is as alive to human accomplishment as he is to human folly, and it is rare that he discovers one unmodified by the other.
 * Roger Kimball, in "At home abroad", in New Criterion (January 2002)

 * Philosophically as well as politically, Capek was a man of the center, but not in the sense used by hostile critics. The center he was aiming for was not a lukewarm middle ground between extremes. It was a radical center, radical in the original sense of the word: at the root of things. Capek rejected collectivism of any type, but was just as opposed to selfish individualism. He was a passionate democrat and a pluralist. He was often called a relativist because he disliked single vision and preferred to look at everything from many sides … Yet Capek did not believe that truth is relative nor that everyone his or her own truth. Capek is also often described as a pragmatist. But in his belief in the reality of objective truth, he departed from both relativism and from pragmatist thought.
 * Peter Kussi, in his Introduction to Toward the Radical Center: A Karel Čapek Reader (1990), p. 10

 * In the 1930’s, as Capek’s reputation grew, so did the frequency and severity of hostile criticism, personal and literary. To a considerable extent, this was motivated by Capek’s stance of avoiding either extreme, thus antagonizing the left, which had long played a dominant role in Czech culture, as well as the right, which was rapidly gaining power and confidence. … With the rise of fascism, Capek felt compelled to employ his skills in defense of democracy and his threatened homeland. He campaigned tirelessly in this cause, through essays, radio talks and speeches, in spite of the fact that he had always found an overt public role difficult and distasteful. … nobody can doubt Capek’s deep empathy for human suffering and misery, explicit in such pieces as ‘Children of the Poor’ and implicit in just about everything he ever wrote. Above all, nobody can doubt Capek’s dedication to truth …  he was a radical in a deep sense, a man who was never satisfied with surface appearance but always tried to get close to the root of things, to that elusive center.
 * Peter Kussi, in Toward the Radical Center: A Karel Čapek Reader (1990), Part V : Toward the Radical Center, p. 401

 * I read Karel Čapek for the first time when I was a college student long ago in the Thirties. There was no writer like him ... prophetic assurance mixed with surrealistic humour and hard-edged social satire: a unique combination … he is a joy to read.
 * Arthur Miller, in his "Foreword" to Toward the Radical Center: A Karel Capek Reader (1990) edited by Peter Kussi

 * To be diligent in one's service became the credo of Capek's life, and he therefore supported anything that would give people a zest for work, for life, for creating a free society. His philosophy called for each individual to seek the positive in this world, so that he can "lift himself" with every step taken under his own power.
 * Ivan Klima, in Karel Čapek: Life and Work (2002)

 * No writer in Czechoslovakia (and very few elsewhere in the world) reacted with such accuracy . . . and with such passion to the Nazi takeover.
 * Ivan Klima, in Karel Čapek: Life and Work (2002)

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Menander

Menander (Greek: Μένανδρος; 342 BC – 291 BC), Greek dramatist, the chief representative of the New Comedy, was born in Athens. He was the author of more than a hundred comedies, most of which are lost. Only one play, Dyskolos, has survived in its entirety.

Quotes

 * We live, not as we wish to, but as we can.
 * Lady of Andros, fragment 50.

 * Riches cover a multitude of woes.
 * The Boeotian Girl, fragment 90.

 * ὃν οἱ θεοὶ φιλοῦσιν ἀποθνῄσκει νέος
 * Whom the gods love dies young.
 * [Epigramatic] Sentences, 425
 * Variant: ὃν οἱ θεοὶ φιλοῦσιν, ἀποθνῄσκει νέος.
 * He whom the gods love dies young.
 * The Double Deceiver, frag. 4.
 * Cf. Lord Byron, Don Juan IV, xii, 89.

 * At times discretion should be thrown aside, and with the foolish we should play the fool.
 * Those Offered for Sale, fragment 421.

 * The truth sometimes not sought for comes forth to the light.
 * The Girl Who Gets Flogged, fragment 422.

 * ἀπὸ μηχανῆς θεὸς [ἡμῖν] ἐπεφάνηϛ
 * You are by your epiphany a veritable "god from the machine."
 * The Woman Possessed with a Divinity, fragment 227, as translated in Menander: The Principal Fragments (1921) by Francis Greenleaf Allinson; this is one of the earliest occurrences of the phrase which became famous in its Latin form as "Deus ex machina."

 * τὰ σῦκα σῦκα, τὴν σκάφην σκάφην...
 * I call a fig a fig, a spade a spade.
 * Unidentified fragment 545 K (K = T. Kock, Comicorum Atticorum Fragmenta, 3 vols. (Leipzig 1880/8)), as translated in Menander: The Principal Fragments (1921) by Francis Greenleaf Allinson.

 * Marriage, if one will face the truth, is an evil, but a necessary evil.
 * Unidentified fragment 651.

 * It is not white hair that engenders wisdom.
 * Unidentified fragment 639.

 * οὐ γὰρ ἔρχεται μόνον
 * [Old age] never comes alone.
 * Monosticha (491).

 * Health and intellect are the two blessings of life.
 * Monosticha.

 * The man who runs may fight again.
 * Variant translation: The man who runs away will fight again.
 * Monosticha.

 * Conscience is a God to all mortals.
 * Monosticha.

 * Take notice, Pheidias, that you are human yourself, and that the wretched man is also human, in order that you may not covet what's beyond you. But when you say that you suffer from insomnia, you'll know the cause if you'll examine yourself what man you are. You take a stroll in the market-place; you come in forthwith; if your two legs are tired you take a luxurious bath; you rise up and eat greedily at pleasure; your life itself is a sleep. In fine, you have no ill; your disease is luxury through which you have passed — but something rather hackneyed, my young master, occurs to me — please excuse me — as the saying goes, you know, you are so crowded by your blessings, know it well, that you have no room to defecate.
 * The Ghost, 31-43.

Dyskolos

 * "Grouch" — English translation by Vincent J. Rosivach

 * This man has lived here a reasonably long time and has gladly talked in his life to no one, has spoken first to no one except — of necessity, since he is a neighbor and passes by — me, Pan. And he immediately regrets it, I'm sure.
 * Pan.

 * Rest assured, for every piece of business the most businesslike thing is to choose the right moment.
 * Khaireas.

 * To say more than what's necessary I don't think is appropriate for a man. Except know this, child — for I wish to tell you a little about me and my character — if everyone were like me there wouldn't be law courts, and they wouldn't take them away to prisons, and there wouldn't be wars, but having goods in measure each man would be happy. But perhaps those things are more pleasing. Act that way. This difficult and grouchy old man will be out of your way.
 * Knemon.
 * Variant translation: I don't hold with people saying more than they need; but there is one thing more, my child, that I'd like you to know. I just want to say a few things to you about life, and the way people behave. You know, if we were all kind to one another, there'd be no need for law courts, there'd be no arresting people and putting them into prison, and there would be no more war. Everyone would have his little bit, and be content. But maybe you like modern ways better? Well, live that way, then! This difficult and bad-tempered old man will soon be out of the way.
 * As translated by William Geoffrey Arnott.

 * Even if you were a softy, you took the mattock, you dug, you were willing to work. In this part he most shows himself a man, whoever tolerates making himself equal to another, rich to poor. For this man will bear a change of fortune with self-control. You have given a sufficient proof of your character.  I wish only that you remain as you are.
 * Gorgias.

Quotes about Menander
πότερος ἄρ' ὑμῶν πότερον ἐμιμήσατο; which of you imitated which?
 * ὦ Μένανδρε καὶ βίε,
 * Menander and life,
 * Aristophanes of Byzantion, Testimonia 32 K–T, as quoted in The Making of Menander's Comedy (1980) by Sander M. Goldberg, p. 109

 * Menander's charm makes him utterly satisfying, for in these works that present with universal appeal the splendours of Greece, society finds its culture, the schools their study, the theatre its triumph. The nature and possibilities of literary elegance were by him revealed for the first time. He has invaded every quarter of the world with his invincible glamour, bringing all hearts under the sway of the Greek language. What sound reason does the cultivated man ever find for entering a theatre, except Menander?
 * Plutarch, as quoted in Dramatic Criticism (1939) by S. R. Littlewood, p. 82

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Roger Ramjet

Roger Ramjet is an animated children's comedy series created in the United States and first running in 1965, but frequently in syndication since. Starring Roger Ramjet and the American Eagle Squadron, the show was known for its crude animation as well as its references to popular culture.

 * Roger: I'll just take one of my Proton Energy Pills. They give me the strength of 20 atom bombs for a period of 20 seconds.
 * Roger: Well, that's snow-biz!
 * Lance: Roger?
 * Roger: Yes, Lance?
 * Lance: Shut up!
 * Roger: Lance Crossfire! The persons who always wanted Lotta Love. What are you doing at my mother's wedding?
 * Lance: But what are you doing at my father's wedding?
 * Roger: You mean my mother's going to marry your father? We'll be brothers then.
 * Dee: You won't get away with this!
 * Noodles: We're not afraid of Roger Ramjet, girlie!
 * Dee: You have a funny nose.
 * Gen. G.I. Brassbottom: Nice work my boy! I'm going to give you a medal!
 * Roger: Come on, Yank and Doodle and Dan.
 * The Eagles: One for all and all for one! Eagles fight 'til the job is done.
 * Doodle: Is that a lion that looks like an MGM Pictures film?
 * Roger: Get ready gang! I've got a fun trip for all of us.
 * Yank: Wow! Are we going to a ball game?
 * Roger: No.
 * Doodle: A picnic with lots of lunch?
 * Roger: No.
 * Dee: To the beach?
 * Roger: No. We're going to an art exhibit.
 * The Eagles: An art exhibit?
 * Dee: Get this place cleaned up! It's a terrible mess!
 * Noodles: We're not cleaning it up, girlie.
 * Dee: If you don't, I'll scream.
 * Noodles: Go ahead.
 * Red Dog: Well, well. If it isn't Roger Ramjet.
 * Roger: This is silly.
 * Lance: Well it's only a kid's cartoon show, Roger.
 * Lotta: That's very good, Roger. I'll score you 5 points. Now it's your turn, Lance.
 * Roger: All right, you men, you stolen jewellery for the last time. TAKE THIS!!!
 * Yank: Roger! American Eagles!! Help!!!
 * Roger: My mother told me never to expect rhymes from strangers. But they'll be no friends aren't we.
 * Roger: Well it's nice meeting you gentlemen, I really must be going.
 * Solenoid Robots: Mmm! Buzz! Click! Buzz! Click! When we trap Roger Mmm! Buzz! Click! Buzz! Click! Buzz! Click! Ramjet, we are now rulers. Buzz! Click! Buzz! Click!
 * Dee: Oh it's nice to see you, Mrs. Ramjet.
 * Ma Ramjet: It's nice to see you too. And call me Ma, you Hobby Habby Penguin!
 * Narrator: As our (adjective) episode begins...
 * Hotline: Ooh owie hurt burn!
 * Noodles: It takes 5 seconds for that Pill to work.

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Andy Partridge

Andrew John Partridge (born 11 November 1953) is an English singer, songwriter, and record producer who founded the rock band XTC.

Quotes

 * I wonder wonder why the wonder falls I wonder why the wonder falls on me I wonder wonder why the wonder falls With everything I touch and hear and see
 * Theme song to Wonderfalls (2004).

White Music (1978)

 * It started when i heard your song of love Pouring down like honey from above I started to spin, i started to move Just like a needle that is sticking through the same old groove
 * "Spinning Top".

White Music (1978)

 * I leaned right over to kiss your stoney book A little jealous of the ships with whom you flirt A billion lovers with their cameras Snap to look and in my fantasy I sail beneath your skirt
 * "Statue of Liberty".

Go 2 (1978)

 * Everybody eats something But you won't eat me You won't get me on your plate Or have me over for tea Everybody lives somewhere Mud hut or igloo But what I got is the hottest spot And it's away from you
 * "Life is Good in the Greenhouse".

Drums and Wires (1979)

 * Now I lay me down to sleep Knowing that your lenses peep Now I eat my daily bread And into the tape spool I'll be fed
 * "Reel By Real".

Black Sea (1980)

 * It's in the order of their hedgerows It's in the way their curtains open and close It's in the look they give you down their nose All part of decency's jigsaw I suppose Sunday church and they look fetching Saturday night saw him retching over our fence Bang the wall for me to turn down I can see them with their stern frown As they dispense the kind of look that says they're Perfect.
 * "Respectable Street".

English Settlement (1982)

 * And all the world is football shaped It's just for me to kick in space And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime pain and pleasure And the church bells softly chime.
 * - On Wikipedia: Senses Working Overtime - On YouTube: Senses Working Overtime (song)

 * People will always be tempted to wipe their feet on anything with 'welcome' written on it.
 * "Snowman"

Mummer (1983)

 * For a heart without love is a song with no words And a tune to which no one is listening So your heart must give love and you'll find that You shine like rain on the leaves you'll be glistening.
 * "Beating of Hearts".

 * Other lands became a larder full of all the good things All we had to do was go and take Blood the colour of the rain that grew our wicked harvest Black the colour icing on our cake
 * "Human Alchemy".

 * We stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and braves Although we held the whip, you knew we were The real slaves To alchemy, human alchemy.
 * "Human Alchemy".

 * Now that I'm out and I'm shouting in doorways Freed from a love more like murder I should be singing but in liberation Feel like a ship with no rudder.
 * "Me And The Wind".

The Big Express (1984)

 * I say I like your coat Her thank-you tugs my heart afloat I nearly didn't hear for Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her
 * "Seagulls screaming kiss her, kiss her".

 * Will you tell them about that far off and mythical land And how a child to the virgin came? Will you tell them that the reason why we murdered Everything upon the surface of the world Is so we can stand right up and say we did it in his name?
 * "This World Over".

 * Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders Far too many men dressed up as soldiers The lamb is brought to the ground Under the weight of the Crown A crown of thorns and dark deeds The swastika and the hammer and sickle Are symbols that reap only weeds
 * "Reign of Blows".

Skylarking (1986)

 * Ballet for a rainy day Silent film of melting miracle play Dancing out there through my window To the backdrop of a slow descending grey
 * "Ballet For A Rainy Day".

 * The man who sailed around his soul From East to West, from pole to pole With ego as his drunken captain Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold
 * "The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul".

 * Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears And all the people that you made in your image, See them fighting in the street 'Cause they can't make opinions meet about God, I can't believe in you.
 * "Dear God".

Oranges & Lemons (1989)

 * Well I don’t know how many pounds make up a ton, Of all the nobel prizes that I’ve never won, And I may be the mayor of simpleton, But I know one thing, And that’s I love you.
 * "The Mayor of Simpleton".

Nonsuch (1992)

 * I believe the printed word is more than sacred Beyond the gauge of good or bad The human right to let your soul fly free and naked Above the violence of the fearful and sad
 * "Books Are Burning".

Through The Hill (with Harold Budd) (1994)

 * Children thrown from heaven see the peacock's jealous tremble stars congeal into instructions showing how the sky is opened and spread down like a bedsheet
 * "Well for the Sweat of the Moon".

Apple Venus Volume 1 (1999)

 * I had a dream where the car is reduced to a fossil I had a dream where the car is reduced to a fossil Take a packet of seeds, take yourself out to play I want to see a river of orchids where we had a motorway
 * "River of Orchids.

 * I'd smile so much my face would crack in two Then you could fix it with your kissing glue I'd like that Yes, I'd like that
 * "I'd Like That".

 * Now that I can see it's the queen's new clothes Now that I can hear all your poison prose Now that I can talk with my tongue unfroze I'm not so sure of Santa or the buck tooth fairy There are no words for me inside your dictionary
 * "Your Dictionary".

Wasp Star (Apple Venus Volume 2) (2000)

 * Brain gets bent, heart gets broken You can't jump off once the pages turn School is out but never over That's the only lesson you can learn
 * "Playground".

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Beast Wars: Transformers

Beast Wars: Transformers (Beasties: Transformers in Canada) is a CG animated television series made by Mainframe Entertainment in which two opposing factions trapped on a primitive planet, the Maximals and the Predacons of Transformers, a race of sentient robots, fight over its precious Energon. Soon they discover that there are other forces at work on the planet - a powerful alien race that does not approve of their presence. And as they delve deeper into the planet's history, they uncover a terrible secret, one that must not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands, or their entire race's very existence could be threatened. It is one of several infomercial series marketing the Transformers toy line to children.

Beast Wars, Part 1 [1.01]

 * [Two Cybertronian spaceships warp into space and engage in aerial combat]

 * Cheetor: Hull breach in sector 7, guiding systems failing!
 * Rattrap: Oh man, this is ridiculous! We're an exploration ship, not a battle cruiser!
 * Optimus Primal: No choice. Our ship was the only one that could lock onto Megatron's warp signature.
 * Cheetor: Shields are doing a major fade!
 * Optimus Primal: Plasma cannons to full power.
 * [The Predacon ship Darksyde fires on all weapons on the Maximal ship Axalon as Dinobot torments about them]
 * Dinobot: Their shields are down. Destroy them!
 * Megatron: Now, where's the fun in that? A little torment I think first. Yesss. Side Guns!
 * [Darksyde shoots up the side guns at Axalon, Maximals' screams]
 * Cheetor: Rapture. The stasis hold is failing.
 * Rhinox: We're going down.
 * Optimus Primal: Launch all pods, get them in the safe orbit. [Axalon releases all the stasis pods out of the Maximals' ship into the galaxy] All plasma cannons, fire!

 * [Axalon shoots at the Darksyde with the plasma cannons, Megatron screams two times and both ships split and crash land into different locations of the planet]

 * [The Axalon has crash-landed onto the edge of a rock river]

 * Optimus Primal: Damage report.
 * Cheetor: Believe me, you don't wanna know.
 * Optimus Primal: (sigh) That's what I thought.

 * Dinobot: No, no, NO! It's all wrong, this cannot be earth. Megatron, you failed. Not only did you fail to destroy the Maximals when you had the chance, you failed to bring us to the right planet! We stole the golden disk for nothing, you IDIOT!! (throws the disk before Megatron comes out)
 * Megatron: [coming out] Heh.. I beg your pardon? What did you call me?
 * Dinobot: You heard. You are an idiot and incompetent leader, and I am taking over. Dinobot, terrorize! [transforms into robot mode] I challenge you to battle, Megatron. The winner shall lead the Predacons, and the loser shall be destroyed.
 * Megatron: Ah, you're so impulsive, Dinobot. Brave, but misguided.
 * Dinobot: Do you accept my challenge?
 * Megatron: [Soft laughter] There's more to being a leader than simple courage. Well, there's cleverness and cunning as well. Isn't that right, Scorponok? (Scorponok shoots out Dinobot) Loser. What does it matter which planet we're on? We came looking for energon, and this planet is rich with the element. Enough energon to power the Predacons' entire galactic conquest! Only the Maximals could give us trouble now, if they survived the crash. Find them! And if you find them, destroy them. [All Predacons fly out to find the Maximals]

 * Rattrap: Man, all this for a golden disk!
 * Optimus Primal: It was Cybertron's most carefully guarded relic, Rattrap. It gave the location of a major energon source. That's why Megatron stole it.
 * Rattrap: Yeah, like I care. Y'know, we were supposed to be doing deep space exploration. Playin' Galactic Patrol isn't nowhere in my job description, you know what I'm saying? You sure you're cut out for this commander gig?
 * Optimus Primal: Remember the Great War, Rattrap. If the Predacons get enough energon, they'll start it again. We can't let that happen. Besides, you wanted exploration, and here we are on an unknown planet. What more do you want?
 * Rattrap: Well, call me picky, but a working spacecraft might be nice.
 * Optimus Primal: [sighs] Just no pleasing some people.

 * Rattrap: So, uh, is this your first day on the job or what?
 * Optimus Primal: Shut up, Rattrap.
 * Rattrap: Oh yes, sir! I feel heaps better knowing that our lives are in your capable hands! We're all gonna die.

 * Rattrap: Heads up! Roadblock!
 * Optimus Primal: Veer left! There's a clearing about a hundred meters! [Blocks his face and Rhinox charges the rock boulders] Ah, yes. Silly me.

 * Optimus Primal: We don't have to do this, Megatron! There has been peace between the Maximals and Predacons for centuries! Why start this up again?
 * Megatron: Peace perhaps on your side, Maximal scum, yes - but not on ours. Permit me to inform you that an enemy which appears to be peaceful may, in fact, be merely biding its time!
 * Cheetor: [repairing his gun] Finally...
 * Megatron: We Predacons have never abandoned our rightful goal of galactic conquest! Nooo - we have merely been waiting for the right moment... to STRIKE!
 * Cheetor: You mean like THIS!? [fires at Megatron]
 * Optimus Primal: Cheetor!
 * Megatron: Ahh, a treacherous, under-handed sneak attack. Oh-ho-ho, I like you, pussycat, yeesss. But it shall avail you not, no! For now the power gauntlet has been cast! Predacons, TERRORIZE!
 * Optimus Primal: Do it! MAXIMIZE!
 * Tarantulas: Tarantulas, TERRORIZE!
 * Rhinox: Rhinox, MAXIMIZE!
 * Scorponok: Scorponok, TERRORIZE!
 * Rattrap: Rattrap: MAXIMIZE!
 * Terrorsaur: Terrorsaur: TERRORIZE!
 * Megatron: Megatron: TERRORIZE!
 * Optimus Primal: Optimus Primal: MAXIMIZE!

 * Dinobot: Attention, Maximals. My name is Dinobot. I have left the Predacons to join your group... as leader.
 * Cheetor: What? Did I hear the word leader?
 * Rhinox: This guy's got bearings of chrome steel.

Beast Wars, Part 2 [1.02]

 * [The Predacons observe the battle between Optimus Primal and Dinobot]
 * Megatron: Well, this is an interesting sight, yeesss. Optimus and the traitor Dinobot engaged in battle!
 * Scorponok: Who do you think's gonna win?
 * Waspinator: Ooooooh, Waspinator bet on Optimus!
 * Tarantulas: [snickers] The winner isn't what interests me.
 * Megatron: Nor me, noooo. How much more... preferable it would be if they both lost, yeeessss.

 * Megatron: So much energon. With a crystal that size, the Predacon forces will be unstoppable, yeesss. The Maximals, and then the galaxy, will be ours to conquer!

 * Megatron: So much energon, yeesss. I can almost taste its power.

 * Megatron: Across the galaxy, it has come to this, Optimus Primal. Face to face, tooth to claw, yeeeesssss. Have you anything to say?
 * Optimus Primal: I'd say that's just prime. LET'S DO IT!

 * Megatron: Admit defeat, Maximal! The Energon shall be ours!
 * Optimus Primal: Not if I can help it!

 * Optimus Primal: Surrender, Megatron! You're trapped!
 * Megatron: NO! You shall not defeat ME!

 * Optimus Primal: It is over, Megatron!
 * Megatron: It is NEVER over! NOOO! [transforms into robot mode] For if I must die, I shall take you with me! [fires a missile at Optimus Primal]

 * Optimus Primal: Megatron may be back, and there is still more energon. If they ever get enough, they could conquer the galaxy. So for now, let the battle be here, on this strange, primitive world. And let it be called... Beast Wars!

The Web [1.03]

 * [Tarantulas is preparing to feast on Cheetor]
 * Tarantulas: Not long now. [Laughs evilly]
 * Cheetor: This is a dumb plan, web-face. I don't have any real blood, just mech fluid.
 * Tarantulas: Oh, my filters will adjust. It is the act I enjoy more than the nourishment.
 * Rattrap: [from behind] Y'know, you are one sick bug, eight-eyes!
 * Tarantulas: [Spins around] THE RAT!
 * Rattrap: Heh heh, you got it! Now, what do you say you let my pal go?

 * [Rattrap has just lied to cover for Cheetor]
 * Cheetor: Hey, thanks for not telling them about...
 * Rattrap: Save it, kiddo. If I told Optimus about your little play date with Tarantulas, he'd kick my sweet pink butt too! And one more thing: if you ever pull a stunt like this again, I will personally rearrange your spots! Now... [sighs frustratedly] Get out of my way, I got garbage to munch. [Walks off]
 * Cheetor: [smiling] And thanks for saving my life... pal.

Equal Measures [1.04]

 * Dinobot: And does it matter if we blow some energon? Maybe it will take a few Predacons with it. That is what we want, is it not?
 * Optimus Primal: This mission, Dinobot, is to gain tactical advantage by taking out their base. Defeating them does not mean we have to annihilate them. You seem to have trouble understanding that.
 * Dinobot: What I understand is this; If situations were reversed, Megatron would spare the base and annihilate us!
 * [Rattrap and Rhinox exchange concerned glances]
 * Optimus Primal: [sighs frustratedly] This eagerness of yours to scrap Megatron is clouding your judgement.
 * Dinobot: We are at war, Optimus! War! I think it is your judgement that is clouded.

 * [After chasing Cheetor into a ventilation system]
 * Scorponok: He's gone into the vents. You'd better report this to Megatron.
 * Waspinator: Me?! You're second-in-command!
 * Scorponok: So make it an order!

Chain of Command [1.05]

 * [The Maximals hold a secret ballot to decide who should be the new leader]
 * Rhinox: One vote for Rattrap. [Rattrap smirks] One vote for Dinobot. [Dinobot looks impressed] One more vote for Rattrap, and..... another vote for Dinobot. It's a tie.
 * Rattrap: Heeeey! What?!?! Which one of you... you traitors voted for the Predacon?!?!
 * Rhinox: It's a secret ballot. No one has to say who they voted for.
 * Dinobot: [Laughs heartily] Great system, your "democracy". No mechanism to break a tie.
 * Rattrap: Some power play, leatherlips! Y'know, I'm startin' to wonder if that alien probe had anything to do with Optimus's disappearin'.
 * Dinobot: [Tosses the command table aside] I've heard enough from this scrawny thief! I will break the tie and be your leader, by force if necessary!

 * Optimus Primal: Rattrap, you commanded well in my absence.
 * Rattrap: Err..... Command's a pain in the tail, especially with this pack of hyenas, you can keep it.
 * Optimus Primal: I'm more concerned with this probe right now.
 * [The alien probe suddenly disappears before the Maximals]
 * Cheetor: What the spotted heck was that all about?!
 * Optimus Primal: I don't know. I suppose they found out everything they needed to know about us.
 * Rhinox: Yeah. They know we've got destructive capability. And reasoning power.
 * Dinobot: But why would they want to know? And more importantly, who are they? Friends, enemies, or... something more?
 * Optimus Primal: Good question. I wonder when we'll find out the answer.

Power Surge [1.06]

 * Megatron: "Terrorsaur, you treacherous worm. I'll finish you forever!"

 * [An energon charged Terrrosaur has just decimated Megatron]
 * Terrorsaur: Megatron is scrap, yeesssss. I'm your leader now! Does anyone want to argue about it?!
 * Scorponok: No!
 * Waspinator: Not me!
 * Tarantulas: [hesitates for a moment] No, no, no, no!
 * Terrorsaur: Good, then charge yourselves for battle. The Maximals will be the next to TASTE MY POWER!

 * Rattrap: You do know that was crazy.
 * Optimus Primal: Sometimes crazy works. By the way, you did good up there.
 * Rattrap: Heh, you weren't so bad yourself. But... err... don't tell anybody I said so!

 * Terrorsaur: BLAST those Maximals! They destroyed my power! But at least I got rid of Megatron.
 * Megatron: [emerges, fully repaired] Well, well. Look who's... BACK!
 * Terrorsaur: [turns white as a ghost] ...help!

Fallen Comrades [1.07]

 * Rhinox: [at a console] Incoming stasis pod! Its orbit has decayed into the Northern sector!
 * Optimus Primal: Heads up, bots; get ready to move!
 * Rhinox: Impact in 5 seconds... 4... 3... 2... 1...
 * [the stasis pod crashes in the Arctic]
 * Terrorsaur: [at a console] IMPACT! It landed in Sector 6175885, a hundred clicks due north! Shall we go?
 * Megatron: Nooo, not yet...

 * [Dinobot is setting up a laser pulse transmitter atop the Axalon in order to reach a stasis pod]
 * Megatron: Ahhhh, Dinobot. You're back again? Yeeeesssss.
 * Dinobot: Dinobot - MAXIMIZE! [transforms]
 * Megatron: Oh no, no, no. Calmness, calmness, please. I came only to talk, yeeesss. After all, you are alone and in command of the Maximal base. An excellent opportunity, is it not? You were a Predacon once. Become one again! Turn the base over to me and the Beast Wars will be over. We Predacons will rule the galaxy, and you shall be my second-in-command. What do you say, Slag?
 * Dinobot: [chuckles evilly] EAT SLAG!!!
 * [Dinobot blasts Megatron with his optic lasers]

 * Megatron: The stasis pod is ours, Maximal! And I know your weaknesses, yeesss... [Megatron blasts an outcrop where two tigers are standing; the tigers plunge down to the ground and Megatron utters a sadistic laugh]
 * Rhinox: Let them go! They're not part of this!
 * Megatron: That's right, just innocent creatures. [aims his blaster at the tigers] So surrender yourselves and this pod, or they shall be terminated!
 * [the Maximal squad slowly lower their guns]
 * Rattrap: You win, you depraved wad of stinkin' slag...!

 * Megatron: Open the stasis pod! [the Predacons open the stasis pod] WHAAAT? [There's nothing inside] It's empty! Where is the Maximal?
 * Tigatron: Right here. [the Predacons turn and see one of the tigers facing them] Tigatron - MAXIMIZE! [transforms and fires at Megatron]
 * Rattrap: Hoo-hoo! All right!
 * Cheetor: Let's do it!
 * [the Maximals open fire on the Predacons]
 * Megatron: Beast mode! Retreat! RETREAT!

 * Tigatron: Let the trails lead where they may - I will follow.

Double Jeopardy [1.8]

 * Terrorsaur: They're trapped! The pod is my trophy!

 * Tarantulas: Oh, be still my spinnerets.

 * Dinobot: Will you still defend your friend, or will you see him for what he is a traitor?!
 * Rhinox: You're a fine one to talk.

 * Megatron: The wise tyrant always ensures his prisons are designed for his personal escape.

 * Tarantulas: So, the juicy rat has been running his maze.

 * Megatron: And thus ends the glorious reign of Terrorsaur: a lost battle, a missing Blackarachnia,  AND WHO KNOWS WHAT DAMAGE! inflicted by the Maximal spy!

A Better Mousetrap [1.9]

 * Cheetor: Rattrap... gone? No way. I don't believe it.
 * Optimus Primal: He was a difficult Maximal to deal with. At times, impossible. But I'll remember him with honor.
 * Dinobot: I won't disgrace his memory with lies! He was a stinking, omnivorous pestilence! Still, in some perverse way... I will miss him.
 * Rhinox: Sure, he smelled bad he was a rat but he was my best friend...

Gorilla Warfare [1.10]

 * [Optimus Primal and Dinobot are out an exploring expedition]
 * Optimus Primal: Ah, here's a new specimen. Dinobot, come on! You're supposed to be assisting!
 * Dinobot: [Sarcastically] Of course! Pardon my lack of enthusiasm for a bunch of worthless weeds. You realise that we are targets out here. TARGETS! And still, you stop to smell the roses. Oh, whatever!

 * Cheetor: You were supposed to be his backup!
 * Dinobot: We were ambushed. And don't tell me my duties, furball, or you shall soon be occupying several recycling bins!
 * Cheetor: [growls] Wanna try it now, lizard-lips?!
 * Rattrap: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, here! As much as I'd love to see the both of you scrap yerselves, save it for my birthday.

 * [an infected Optimus Primal has violently emerged from the CR chamber]
 * Optimus Primal: Nobody...takes it off... Understand? You hear me?! I'LL BLOW YOUR SLAGGING HEADS OFF!!!
 * Cheetor: No, Big Bot!
 * [Rhinox restrains Optimus]
 * Rhinox: Hold on there!
 * Optimus Primal: [struggles] GET OFF OF ME!!!!
 * Dinobot: Yesss... Listen to him.
 * Optimus Primal: I don't fear you... I DON'T FEAR ANY OF YOU!!!!!!
 * Rhinox: I thought that thing was supposed to turn him into a coward.
 * Dinobot: No doubt, that WAS its intention. But Scorponok is notoriously incompetent. I would say instead that we have...a berserker. Interesting...

The Probe [1.11]

 * Megatron: What's that?
 * Scorponok: The space scanner. It's picking up some sort of craft. It will be over the planet in ten cycles.
 * Cheetor: The probe!
 * Megatron: [interested] Probe? [turning to the Predacons] Prepare for full scale assault! The array must be destroyed immediately! Tarantulas, bring the transformation lock lens.
 * Cheetor: [heavy sigh] Me and my big mouth.

 * Megatron: I. Think. Not. Cybertron won't find you now, and the war will go on—until I am the victor!

Victory [1.12]

 * [The Predacons have faked their deaths to trick the Maximals and are hiding in a crevice. Tarantulas eats a mouse, drool slips off his fangs onto Terrorsaur]
 * Terrosaur: Stop slobbering on me, Tarantulas!
 * Tarantulas: I am feasting!
 * Waspinator: [Pushing against Tarantulas] Give Waspinator more room! Tarantulas fat enough already!
 * Tarantulas: If Waspinator does not stop cuddling me like a stuffed toy when he sleeps, I'll eat him as well!
 * Waspinator: I'd like to see you try!
 * Tarantulas: Yes, I will!
 * [Waspinator and Tarantulas continue a loud and indecipherable argument]
 * Terrorsaur: YOU ALL MAKE ME SICK! I can't stand this any longer, Megatron! I... I'VE GOTTA GET OUT!
 * [Terrosaur begins to hop and laugh manically, until Scorponok whacks him aside]
 * Scorponok: We wouldn't be here if you didn't trip over that spy cable.
 * Megatron: You are correct, Scorponok. But thanks to Terrosaur's no longer inadvertent discovery of our enemy spy camera, we were able to pull this little... deception. Yeesssss.
 * Blackarachnia: But what if they detect us? Don't forget, my signature dampening device is only experimental.
 * Megatron: We only have to wait until they repair their ship, and then attack while their guard is down. With the Maximal ship in our possession, we will be able to recover the orbiting stasis pods containing Maximals "eager"...[evil chuckle] to become Predacons. [Stomps over to Terrorsaur] SO NO ONE LEAVES!
 * Terrosaur: Leaving? [Nervous chuckle] Who said anything about leaving?
 * Megatron: Good. Follow me.

 * Dinobot: You...[coughs]... should have left me behind.
 * Rattrap: Hey pal! Optimus got left behind just to save your scaly skin! So don't spoil the sacrifice, capiche?
 * Megatron: Oh, but it is already spoiled! Yeeees.

Dark Designs [1.13]

 * Megatron: The rhinoceros. I do believe I underestimated him, yeeesss. And I could find a use for someone like that.

 * [Terrosaur confronts Rhinox over his previous incidents]
 * Terrosaur: Look who's here. Our loyal friend.
 * Rhinox: Is that supposed to mean something?
 * Terrorsaur: Deep six the "big wide eyes" routine! You're trying to destabilise the whole operation, so you can knock off Megatron and take over! Well, i got new for you, pal... [lowers his voice] I like this plan! So here's the deal: You and me, equal partners.
 * Rhinox: No, here's the deal.
 * [Rhinox grabs Terrosaur by the neck and put him up against the wall]
 * Terrosaur: Terror... ack! [starts choking]
 * Rhinox: You're gonna keep your big beak shut and do exactly what I tell you - 'cause one false move and you're a new fast food sensation: Pterodactyl Hot Wings! Get it?!
 * [Rhinox drops Terrosaur]
 * Terrosaur: Got it.....
 * Rhinox: Good.
 * [Rhinox walks off, leaving Terrosaur gasping for breath]

 * [Rhinox confronts Megatron over his undesirable defeat]
 * Rhinox: Well, what do ya know? I win.
 * [Megatron growls in pain as he tries to stand up]
 * Rhinox: Reprogramming me was the worst mistake you ever made, cause now that I'm a Predacon, I'm just a little too crafty for you!
 * Megatron: Yes... I see this now.
 * Rhinox: It's called irony, sport. I take over, and you head straight for the recycling bin, yeessss.
 * Megatron: So it would seem. And even now, Rhinox, you're teaching me a valuable lesson...
 * Rhinox: Yeah? What's that?
 * Megatron: Sometimes Predacons gloat too much! [he shoots one of the transmuter's buttons, causing it to reprogram Rhinox back to Maximal form]
 * Rhinox: [bewildered] What happened?
 * Megatron: It's the Maximal! [shoots Rhinox] Do you thought you'd outwit me?!

The Trigger, Part 2 [1.17]

 * Tigatron: We should move... how are you feeling?
 * Airazor: Better. Still thrashed... [grunts] ...can't fly.
 * Tigatron: In that case, the lady shall ride a tiger.

 * Rhinox: Whoa... what do you suppose that beam was all about?
 * Cheetor: Some kind of signal?
 * Tigatron: A message! We were given a paradise! All we had to do was live there in peace! But we proved unworthy. And the paradise is no more.
 * Optimus: Yeah, it's an old story. Maybe someday we'll learn.
 * Rattrap: Yeah well uh, pardon my pragmatism here in this you know, deep philosophical moment, but I'm a little more concerned about who got that message. You gotta know, they ain't gonna be real happy...
 * Cheetor: What do you think's there gonna do?
 * Rhinox: That, we're just going to have to wait and see...

Spider's Game [1.18]

 * Airazor: You might need backup.
 * Tigatron: I hunt better, alone.
 * Airazor: [talking to herself but referring to Tigatron] Or sometimes you can be too alone.

 * Airazor: But it wouldn't hurt to visit us now and then would it?
 * Tigatron: No, I don’t suppose it would. Farewell my friends.

Call of the Wild [1.19]

 * Megatron: Exactly as my research on Maximal programming postulated, yes. Their beast forms have taken over. In their exhaustion, they are sleep prowling. Which means that tonight, WE HUNT! [laughs]

 * Megatron: [tries to shoot down Optimus Primal with a hunting rifle, but misses] Blast! Well, if at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Fliers, spread out! Hunt down the other Maximals and destroy them! Yes... but Optimus Primal is mine. Forward!

 * Airazor: Lights are on, but nobody's home... except the automated defenses, of course. Oh, well. She stoops to conquer!

 * Tigatron: I know you are frightened, but I can help. Accessing Maximal core consciousness. Password: Tigatron. [the Maximal animals cry out in agony] SILENCE!... That's better. Now listen well, and learn... once, we were merely robots in disguise. But on this planet, we Maximals have become something more. Maximal programming is designed to block our beast urges, but that has proved to be an error. Our beast modes are part of us. Fighting their nature only makes them stronger. You must accept both beast and robot forms. Feel your core consciousness. Find the programming block and delete it! Bring your beast and robot forms together! Let them work in harmony... and let them both make you stronger than you were before. Remember; do not fight your beast instincts. Let them help your robot forms, both in battle and in peace. But for now, let us Maximize... [transforms to robot mode] and slag some bot!!

Possession [1.21]

 * Megatron: Quickly, damage report!
 * Waspinator: Moderate. Waspinator in pain, but still functional!
 * Megatron: Not you, imbecile! THE COMPUTER!

 * Megatron: Starscream, perhaps the centuries of weightlessness have taken a toll on your neurological circuitry.

 * Megatron: Argh! Starscream and Blackarachnia! I'll have both their treacherous hides! Yeesss... I'll-I'll melt them down and use them for aluminum siding! Oh, yes, indeed!

 * Waspinator: Ohhh... Waspinator has a headache in his whole body... Ohh!
 * Blackarachnia: It was the only way. I had to play along with Starscream to find out his true intentions.
 * Megatron: You're smooth, Blackarachnia. Very smooth. It does not inspire confidence, no.

The Low Road [1.22]

 * Rattrap: You sure about this, chopperface?
 * Dinobot: I inflicted considerable damage on Tarantulas, he could not have gone far. And he will no doubt have the counter-virus.
 * Rattrap: Yeah? Well, you better hope so, for your sake.
 * Dinobot: Excuse me. Are you implying that the current situation is somehow... my responsibility?!
 * Rattrap: Well, you did start it, GEARHEAD!
 * Dinobot: I beg to differ, CHEESE LIPS!
 * Rattrap: Pre-evolved bird brain!
 * Dinobot: Eater of garbage!
 * [Cheetor listens to the argument at the Maximal base]
 * Cheetor: Sheesh, and they call me the immature one.

 * Megatron: So! The Energon Discharge Virus actually worked. No more slags.
 * Terrorsaur: Take it from me... [shows his tail, blasted earlier by Rhinox's sneeze] I've got the toasted tail to prove it.
 * Megatron: Excellent, yeessss. [Megatron orders the Predacons] Prepare more viruses immediately! We must infect the rest of the Maximals.
 * Scorponok: I... there is a problem, Megatron. Tarantulas has not yet returned.
 * Blackarachnia: And he's always encoding his data tracks! I can't access them.
 * Megatron: Then find him! Start with his lab! Search everywhere! I... WANT... THAT... VIRUS!

 * Megatron: [clutching the counter-virus] Hmmm, a bargaining chip should remain in play until the game is over. Yeeessss.
 * Blackarachnia: Why do you always talk to yourself?
 * Megatron: Ah... I simply have a penchant for... intelligent conversation.

 * Dinobot: [holding Tarantulas hostage] Do not fire, Megatron! I have a hostage!
 * Megatron: Why, so you do. [opens fire anyway] Now, are there any other stupid Maximal ploys you'd like the try?
 * Rattrap: [jumps down through the vent] Well, how's this, scale-belly? [fires]

 * Rhinox: [groans in pain]
 * Optimus Primal: What's wrong?
 * Rhinox: Wild bean vines... Hard to digest... [starts turning around while groaning]
 * Megatron: Do NOT turn your back on me, Maximal scum!
 * [the Maximals back away from Rhinox, while the Predacons look on in shock realizing what's going to happen]
 * Megatron: Huh?
 * Rhinox: [groans again]
 * Megatron: Oh, no! Not that!
 * [Megatron screams as Rhinox lets out a fart so massive it can be seen from space]

 * Megatron: This is certainly the most humiliating defeat of my entire career. Yes...

Law of the Jungle [1.23]

 * Terrorsaur: DO SOMETHING!
 * Waspinator: Terrorsaur has not given signal!
 * Terrorsaur: ATTACK, YOU IMBECILE!

[Waspinator turns to viewer]
 * Waspinator: Waszzpinator will engage enemy.

 * Inferno: The Royalty commands your wreckage, destroyer of my colony!
 * Tigatron: Give my regards to the Pit, Predacon.

Before the Storm [1.24]

 * Megatron: Optimus Primal?
 * Optimus Primal: Megatron? I'd say it's good to see you, but my truth circuits would overload.
 * Megatron: Enough of your pleasantries, Maximal. I would like to discuss with a matter of great importance.
 * Optimus Primal: So? Discuss.
 * Megatron: Not like this. In person, I say. Yeesss... I wish to discuss a truce.

 * Optimus Primal: All right, Megatron. You called the meeting. What's this slag about a truce?
 * Megatron: Absolutely true, I assure you. Yes.
 * Optimus Primal: When Predacons talk "truce" it just means they need time to reload their weapons.
 * Megatron: Under normal circumstances, yes, but not now. Things have arisen. Things which require my undivided attention. To be blunt, Optimus Primal, I have no time to waste on Maximals. Thus, I wish a truce. And you will agree.
 * Optimus Primal: Do you take me for a fool?
 * Megatron: No. I take you for a Maximal.

 * Airazor: Megatron. This is Airazor. Is this the Predacon meaning of a truce?
 * Megatron: My dear Airazor. My humblest apologies. No doubt you are simply flying a routine patrol, yes. I shall have the defences shut down immediately.
 * Predacon Computer: Perimeter defences deactivated.
 * Airazor: That's better.
 * Megatron: Yes. Again, my apologies. But you are in Predacon airspace. In the interest of continued peace, I must request that you leave.
 * Airazor: Oh, very well. [transforms and flies away]
 * Rattrap: Yeah, heh-heh. We did it.
 * Megatron: Oh, and Airazor?
 * Airazor: Yes?
 * Megatron: Please take that vermin with you.
 * Rattrap: [notices he was caught by a security camera] Slag!

 * Megatron: There is a storm approaching. A storm of such magnitude, of such power... it is beyond imagination. And to think, I was once satisfied with mere energon. To think that my ambitions lofted no higher than the conquest of Cybertron. [laughs, then coughs] Well, no longer. For I have been given a glimpse of power. Real power. And that power shall be mine!

 * Airazor: Whoa. Sounds like we got back just in time.
 * Optimus Primal: So, Tigatron. Now that the fun's over, how about filling us in?
 * Tigatron: Megatron has found a strange golden disk of alien manufacture. It was activated recently. That was the energy anomaly I noticed.
 * Optimus Primal: Another golden disk. Coincidence?
 * Rhinox: Maybe.
 * Tigatron: It has moving symbols on it. Megatron has translated them.
 * Cheetor: Cool! What's it say?
 * Tigatron: It was designed to be a beacon. The aliens... the ones who seeded this planet with Energon; the ones who created that flying island that almost destroyed us...
 * Optimus Primal: Yes? What are you saying? What have you discovered?
 * Tigatron: They're coming. [Airazor and Rattrap gasp. Dinobot growls] They're on their way here. And I don't think they're very happy.
 * Optimus Primal: Well, that's just prime.

Other Voices Part 1 [1.25]

 * Megatron: So, back online, are we?
 * Waspinator: No thanks to Tarantulas! Waspinator find Spider-Bot and tear him a new waste disposal unit!
 * Megatron: I have no time for these petty squabbles now, noo... Larger goals are at stake. Proceed at once to coordinates 6-5-9 and secure the area! I will follow shortly.
 * Waspinator: Not fair! Waspinator always gets slag assignments.
 * Megatron: May I remind Waspinator that the current ceasefire applies only in reference to Maximals!
 * Waspinator: [Gulp] ...Waspinator go?

 * The Vok: Scan complete, this is the specimen we've analyzed before.
 * Optimus Primal: Who... are you? [a glowing image of Unicron's face appears] Unicron?
 * The Vok: We have no physical form you could comprehend. We chose this figure of authority from your data tracks.
 * Optimus Primal: If you've scanned me, you know we did not come to this planet by choice!
 * The Vok: Yet you are here.
 * Optimus Primal: We mean no harm. To you, or this planet.
 * The Vok: It is too late. You and your enemies have already contaminated the project. The harm has been done. That which does not become part of the one, shall become void.
 * Optimus Primal: No... wait! We can fix whatever damage was done.
 * The Vok: We are not interested. The experiment will be sterilized.
 * Optimus Primal: You can't do that! There are living creatures here! You, with all your power... even you have no right!
 * The Vok: We have no choice. There is more danger than you know. Begin termination sequence.
 * Optimus Primal: NOOO!

 * [Hearing the distant sound of Optimus screaming in agony]
 * Megatron: [hearing the distant sound of Optimus screaming in agony] Aah, would I could have that sound to lull me to sleep each night.

Other Voices Part 2 [1.26]

 * Megatron: Brilliant! They're causing a chain reaction which will rip this planet to atoms and destroy all traces of them - simply to deal with us! Such sheer ruthlessness. Such disregard for sentient life!... I rather like these aliens.
 * Terrosaur: Like them? They're trying to destroy us!
 * Waspinator: Waspinator not want to be destroyed! Waspinator has plans!
 * Scorponok: Megatron will save us!
 * Megatron: I think not. I've reserved that task for Tarantulas.

 * Airazor: [Zooms in with her eyes] Cheetor and Tigatron are coming!
 * Rattrap: Oh, terrific! Now we can reduce the hot burning slag together.
 * Optimus & Airazor: Shut up, Rattrap!

 * Airazor: He's almost inside the alien structure. Why doesn't he ditch?
 * Rattrap: Oh, come on, fearless leader! Get it in gear!
 * Blackarachnia: (Tarantulas' Voice) Too late. Goodbye, Optimus. Hehehehehehehehehehe.

 * Megatron: Oh, you Optimuses do love to sacrifice yourselves, don't you? Well, fortunately, this time your foolishness will destroy you and your Maximals. The Beast Wars are over, Optimus. You lose. Hahahahahahahahahaha!
 * Optimus Primal: Nooooo!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! MEGATROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!
 * Sentinel: 5.... 4.... 3.... 2.... 1.

[Optimus crashes into alien in space and explode]

Aftermath [2.01]

 * Megatron: [of the Transmetal Maximals] New packaging, same product: losers.

Coming of the Fuzors, Part 1 [2.02]

 * Quickstrike: Call me... Quickstrike. Guts had nothing to do with it.
 * Silverbolt: I think my name is... Silverbolt. Yes! I remember! Pure, strong and- and fast.

-
 * Megatron: Teamwork and cooperation—those are the Predacon watchwords.
 * Quickstrike: How about backstabbin' and treachery?
 * Megatron: Oh, we can be flexible...

Coming of the Fuzors, Part 2 [2.03]

 * Dinobot: To think, that a warrior must become a... a rat patrol.

 * Rattrap: Where'd you go, anyway?
 * Rhinox: Where... all are one.

 * Megatron: Hello and Goodbye, Transmetal Optimus Primal...

[Screams]
 * Silverbolt: Consider that my resignation from the Predacons, Megatron! I know now my place is with the Maximals. May I join you?
 * Optimus Primal: Well, I like your resumé.

Tangled Web [2.04]

 * Optimus: Any progress, Rhinox?
 * Rhinox: Despite my tests, we still don't know what limits these new Transmetal states may have. Perhaps this new bio-gen scan will—
 * [shocks Rhinox to send him flying and Optimus screams in minor pain]
 * Rhinox: Or perhaps not. [falls over]

 * Quickstrike: Still, Megatron's pretty tough.
 * Tarantulas: I see... you fear him.
 * Quickstrike: There is NOTHIN' that crawls, walks, flies or swims that I'm afraid of! Count me in, and if you're lying, SPIDER BOT. Usually for a first Keisters are all drop kick!! [Quickstrike leaves as Tarantulas ponders his brand new lair]
 * Tarantulas: Now there's nothing to stop me! [He laughs maniacally]

Maximal, No More [2.05]

 * Waspinator: Waspinator not serve; Waspinator rules! [Waspinator carries Dinobot back to the Predacon base]

 * Megatron: Inferno, aide Quickstrike.
 * Inferno: Yes, my queen.
 * Dinobot: I was not aware you had given yourself a new title.
 * Megatron: The ant has some faulty programming.

Other Visits, Part 1 [2.06]

 * Tigatron: [referring to both the planet and Airazor] I'd forgotten what beauty this planet once offered.
 * [they move closer to kiss each other, but they are both grabbed by alien branches]
 * Airazor: Tigatron!
 * Tigatron: Airazor!
 * Tigatron: Wherever you go, my spark shall find yours!
 * Airazor: ...and mine, yours! [both vanish into a bright light]

 * Rattrap: It's like I always say, we're all gonna die. [All the Maximals seriously glared at him] I know, I know; shut up, Rattrap.

Other Visits, Part 2 [2.07]

 * Optimus Primal: This time, You lose, Megatron!
 * Megatron: AAAHHHHHHH!!!! NOOOOO!!!

Bad Spark [2.08]

 * Megatron: Hmmm... interesting. Computer, fashion for me a blade, long, very sharp and comprised of energon.
 * Predacon Computer: Acknowledged.

 * Megatron: [planting a bug on Blackarachnia] Spiders spin their webs. Yeesss... But I spin them wider.

 * Silverbolt: Why did you save me?
 * Blackarachnina: Well, there are... other animals...
 * Megatron: [listening in] Yuck!

 * Megatron: Impressive. Using an energon blade on any other spark would have destroyed it. However, it seems you cannot be terminated... an advantage? [Rampage draws his weapon on Megatron] Or is it? [Megatron reveals a cage of energon, housing half of Rampage's spark, and squeezes down. Rampage cringes in pain as Megatron kicks him in the face] Welcome to the Predacons, RAMPAGE. You shall be an honoured member, so long as you never forget one important fact about your new life... [holds up the fragment of Rampage's spark] It's MINE. [crushes the spark, and Rampage winces] Welcome, my new servant... yeesss... welcome to the Beast Wars!

Code of Hero [2.09]

 * Megatron: One lonely turncoat, battling on against impossible odds. [wipes away a crocodile tear] I'm almost... touched. Fourtuately, such moments pass quickly. Quickstrike, scrap him!

 * Megatron: Destroy this valley and everything in it! The human race will never have existed!

 * Quickstrike: Well, howdy! Haha! Don't bother gettin' up, I'll jest kick you while you're down!
 * [Dinobot fires an optic blast at Quickstrike, knocking him back slightly. Dinobot rises to his feet and tries to fire another blast, but fails]
 * Automated System Diagnostic: Warning: Systems failing. [Quickstrike's eyes narrow smugly]
 * Quickstrike: So, what's a warrior without weapons, eh?
 * Dinobot: A warrior still!
 * [Dinobot pummels Quickstrike, then grabs him and slams him into some boulders, knocking him out]

 * Megatron: Hmmm, my ears are burning! Yeeessss! Why, Dinobot, what a delightful surprise! Let's see, where are we now? I have the Golden Disk, I have the power to change the future, and the only remaining obstacle in my path to unimaginable glory.... is yourself. Exhausted. Damaged beyond recovery. Defeated.
 * Dinobot: Not.... just....yet! [lunges forward]
 * Megatron: Ah-ah-ah. [Reveals a captive proto-human] One more step, and it's raining bits of early human anthropoid, yeeessss. [Dinobot hesitates] Oh dear, how positively Maximal of you. You were weakened before you started, Dinobot. Weakened by compassion.

Megatron : [laughing] A stick against a Transmetal?

 * Megatron: You were weakened before you started, Dinobot... weakened by compassion!

 * Megatron: Face it, Dinobot, you're old technology, obsolete! What can you do possibly do?
 * Dinobot: Improvise.

 * Dinobot: (last words before his death) Tell my tale to those who ask. Tell it truly, the ill deeds along with the good, and let me be judged accordingly. The rest... is silence.

 * Optimus Primal: "He lived a warrior... and died a hero. Let his spark join the Matrix, the greatest of Cybertron.

Transmutate [2.10]

 * Megatron: [catches Rampage attempting to retrieve his spark fragment] Did you really think you would catch me so unaware? I think we need a reminder. Yes... [he crushes the cage, torturing Rampage]
 * Rampage: [grunting painfully] You've... made... your point!
 * Megatron: Never forget who holds the essence of your spark. And thus, is your master.
 * Rampage: THAT, I promise you.

 [Rampage and Silverbolt fight for Transmutate] Transmutate : [distressed] No hurt! No hurt!

[last words] Transmutate : Friend good... Friend dark... I am hurt. [goes offline]

The Agenda: Part 1 [2.11]

 * [a ship from Cybertron arrives]
 * Cheetor: What do you think it is, Bigbot?
 * Optimus Primal: Not what... who. After the Great War, a few Decepticons were granted amnesty. Most have retired. But rumour has it that one was reprogrammed and rebuilt... as a Predacon!

 * Ravage: Megatron, in the name of the Pax Cybertronia and the Predacon Alliance, you are under arrest.

The Agenda: Part 2 [2.12]

 * Megatron: Yes... how did you...?
 * Ravage: Permit me to introduce, Lt. Tarantulas of the Predacon Secret Police.
 * Megatron: A mole, within my own organization all this time, and I never suspected.

 * Megatron (G1): This is Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. And if you're hearing this, it means I've failed... THIS time.

 * Ravage: Decepticons forever!

The Agenda: Part 3 [2.13]

 * Megatron: [flying through the Ark] Now I enter these hallowed halls... a conqueror, yes. Autobots and Decepticons, still frozen in emergency stasis, awaiting a moment, four million years hence, when they will awaken to start the Great War. Hmm, the Great War... where the Autobots defeated the Decepticons, and thus, their descendants, the Maximals, rule we Predacons. Archaic energon-guzzlers... how dare they! [growls] Unwilling though I was to follow my namesake's instructions, it has all come down to this! The ultimate risk, for the ultimate prize! A day of reckoning with those who made us slaves!

 * Megatron: So, we are now face to face, Optimus Prime. In one future, you awaken and become the great leader of the Autobots. But time shall take a different track now. Computer! All available power to primary weapon! [charges up his tail-based weapon]
 * Computer: Weapon power to maximum.

 * Megatron: And now, Optimus Prime, in memory of the Decepticons, for the glory of the Predacons, for the Cybertron that is rightfully ours, and mine to rule...
 * Optimus Primal: [as Rhinox tries to force the Ark's doors open] Come on! COME ON!
 * Megatron: ... I unleash the storm of vengeance! Farewell!
 * [He fires at Prime's head, unleashing a powerful storm of energy that spreads across the planet and into surrounding space. The Maximals are engulfed and scream in pain]
 * Optimus Prime: TIME... ITSELF... IS ALL... BEING DESTROYED!!!
 * Megatron: [laughs evilly] Say goodbye to the universe, Maximals! The future has changed, yes! The Autobots lose! Evil triumphs! And you, YOU, NO LONGER EXIST!

Optimal Situation [3.01]
Megatron : Farewell, Maximals. With the destruction of Optimus Prime, the Decepticons and Predacons now take their rightful places as rulers of Cybertron. I, Megatron, have triumphed... Yeeesssss. Blackarachnia : NO. You forget I was a Maximal protoform. Teletron 1, activate. [Megatron yells]

Inferno : I will protect you, royalty. Megatron : No, Inferno! not this time. This is not the end of it, Optimal Optimus... No. The universe cowered once at the name of Megatron, and it shall do so again! Optimus Primal : Freedom is the right of ALL sentient beings, Megatron! Megatron : Then they'd better stay out of my way! Rattrap : Oh, for bootin' up cold, will you just shoot him already? Optimus Primal : I'm trying not to resort to that. Rattrap : Then I will. Optimus Primal : NO!

Megatron : *You*? Blackarachnia : Well, what did you expect, you metal megalomaniac? That I would die for your insane ambition? Megatron : Then or now, Blackarachnia, there will be no more betrayals. [Megatron charges his weapon and fires. Blackarachnia screams] Silverbolt : Blackarachnia?

Deep Metal [3.02]
Depthcharge : It's not revenge I'm looking for. It's justice.

Depthcharge : Computer, where is he? Maximal Computer : Coordinates 0-0-0. Depthcharge : There's nothing there but rocks... [Rampage jumps out from underneath the rocks] Rampage : Greetings, old playmate, so glad you could come. Depthcharge : X! Rampage : I'm called Rampage now. A bit obvious, but to the point, don't you think?

Optimus Primal : X is not alone. He's a Predacon now under Megatron's control. There are six of them. Depthcharge : I gotta hand it to ya, Primal, when you screw up, you do it big time. But thanks for the tip.

Depthcharge : Slag the High Council.

Changing of the Guard [3.03]
Depthcharge : I knew saving your hide was a mistake. Optimus Primal : Rattrap? Rattrap : Oh, well, yeah, technically, he did KINDA do that... um... eh... thanks.

Cutting Edge [3.04]

 * Megatron: The base is undermanned and unprotected, ours for the asking."
 * Quickstrike: Aww, now, we ain't gonna ask, are we? How's about we just blast our way in there, an' slag everybody 'n' TAKE IT?!
 * Megatron: Mmmmm... okay!"

 * Tarantulas: [Targeting Chak and Una] Well, look at this. A pair of pint-sized knuckle draggers!

 * Megatron: Quickstrike, you may lead.
 * Quickstrike: YEAH! That's what I like to hear!
 * Inferno: Royalty? Why was I not chosen?
 * Megatron: Because, Inferno, when expecting booby traps... [Quickstrike falls for the old Giant Fist to the metal wall trap!] Always send the BOOB in first.

 * Rattrap: Rattrap to Optimus… hate to interrupt your picnic, but we got big Pred problems!
 * Optimus Primal: Just hang on, Rattrap. You and Rhinox are our last hope. Defend the—defend the—[sings] There he is, my little guyyyyy! There he is; my little guy. Isn’t he cute?
 * Rattrap: That’s not what I wanted to hear.

Feral Scream: Part 1 [3.05]
Megatron : From the tempest's fury, the spark ignites…to sire new life! Transmetal 2 life! Ahaha-haha!

Optimus Primal : What happened to Cheetor? [Depthcharge gives Primal Cheetor's breastplate] Depthcharge : Kid was tough. He went out fighting.

Rampage : You gave this the core of my spark? I shall rip it from his chest and restore it within me!

Megatron : The other equipment has been salvaged, but you took the alien Transmetal unit. Where is it? Depthcharge : Gone. Ain't that a kick in the lugnuts?

Feral Scream: Part 2 [3.06]
Megatron: That meddling feline destroyed my machinery and improved himself in the process! Waspinator: Mmm, improved." [pointedly looks at Dinobot]

Optimus Primal : You listen, hardhead. Cheetor's gone, and I think you know something! So you will talk, or I will rip out your core processor and extract the information personally! Depthcharge : Well, since you asked so nicely. Your little kitty-cat pulled some kind of alien gizmo off of Megatron's organic transmetal unit. Optimus Primal : Did he succeed? Depthcharge : Yeah, but the device was already activated. Optimus Primal : He was caught in the overload. Depthcharge : I already destroyed the gizmo. I'm sorry. I didn't know that was what he'd become.

Go with the Flow [3.08]
[Depthcharge lies on his back, unable to move] Depthcharge : Marvelous... [a butterfly lands on his torso] Depthcharge : [to the butterfly] What are YOU looking at?

Oona : [puts the stabilizer crystal in her hair] Oona pretty. Ratrap, Depthcharge : A stabilizer crystal?

Rattrap : Hey, what are ya doin'? Depthcharge : Energon circuits... fried... no power. Rattrap : Ohhh, then switch to glide mode or somethin'! Depthcharge : I don't have a glide mode, mouse! Rattrap : But you gotta do SOMETHIN'! Depthcharge : I'm open to suggestions. Rattrap : Oh, okay... how 'bout we crash down into that mountains and die horrible, agonizing deaths?

Waspinator : Waspinator to Megatron. Waspinator has... OW... female fleshy bot... OW... but there is problem... Megatron : She'd better not be injured. Waspinator : No, she injuring Waspinator... OW! Megatron : Ahh, situation normal then. Yes.

Depthcharge : Ow! Careful, you moronic mouse! Rattrap : Hey, if you can RIDE a little steadier, maybe I can steer better! Depthcharge : You couldn't steer a garbage scow! Rattrap : Yeah, like a floatin' flounder's any better!

[last lines] Depthcharge : You know, those Preds are probably slagged and helpless back there. We oughta go finish 'em off. Rattrap : In case you haven't noticed, Scales, we ain't exactly in fighting trim ourselves. I say we go home. Depthcharge : Why am I not surprised? Rattrap : Say, uh, Una... [points his gun at Depthcharge's head] Rattrap : Cheetor ever show you my recipe for FRIED flounder? [Depthcharge hits Rattrap with his tail]

Rattrap : Huh, I ain't dead! Depthcharge : This day's just full of disappointments...

Megatron : My disruptor ray shall destroy them!

Rattrap : So... uh... how are you doing there, Charlie Tuna? Them energon circuits still sizzled? Depthcharge : They'll recover. Just DIG ME OUT! Rattrap : Hah, and leave me exposed to Pred fliers? Ha ha, NO way! You just lie there and get your juice back. Depthcharge : Where are you going? Rattrap : Hey, this is STILL a rescue mission, remember? [scampers off]

Megatron : The disruptor cannon is now operational. And as it happens, our targets are right in line with the Maximal base. We shall destroy both in a single, glorious onslaught of energon devastation!

Crossing The Rubicon [3.09]

 * Rattrap: Hmph! You couldn't pay me let that spider inside my processor.
 * Cheetor: Shut up, Rattrap...!
 * Silverbolt: Listen to him, you rat, if you value your spark.
 * Rattrap: Was... that a threat?
 * Cheetor: [Gives Rattrap a little shove] Count on it. [Gives him an importantly angry looks on his face]

Master Blaster [3.10]
Megatron : Sometimes deception is the better part of valor.

Megatron : Enter the dragon!

Other Victories [3.11]
Megatron : Waspinator will speak for the defense. Waspinator : Ooo, Waspinator like defense. A little more defense and maybe Waspinator not get blown up all the time!

Nemesis: Part 1 [3.12]

 * Silverbolt: Worry not, my love. It's just a...scratch
 * Optimus Primal: Maybe. But I think you're due some time in the CR chamber.
 * Silverbolt: Sir, I'm fine. I—
 * Blackarachnia: Shut up and obey your commander, bone-brain.
 * Silverbolt: Yes, dear.

 [about a Decepticon warship]
 * Dinobot II: Hmm... impressive.
 * Megatron: Oh, it is more than that, my malevolent minion. That is the most powerful Decepticon warship in Transformer history. The ship that shot down the Ark itself! The Nemesis!

 * Inferno: There! That will be our new colony!
 * Quickstrike: Eww, I don't wanna move in there. It got all them hairy critters in it. Unless... unless you mean, we's gonna slag 'em! Oh, oh, please tell me that's what yer plannin'!
 * Inferno: The royalty demands a new colony, and we shall take it, by force.
 * Quickstrike: YA-HOO! Now yer talkin', haha! How's about it, bug boy? You ready to rip?
 * Waspinator: No.
 * Quickstrike: What?!
 * Inferno: But the royalty commands!
 * Waspinator: I said no! Dragon-Bot command you, Sub-Commander Kiss-Butt! Dragon-Bot not command Waspinator! Not any more! Waspinator sick of being evil. Sick of being Predacon! And, Waspinator especially sick of getting blown to scrap all the time! Sooo, Waspinator quit! As of now, which means Ant-Bot and Two-Head can just pucker their mandibles and plant big, wet, juicy one right here on Waspinator's BIG...FAT...STRIPY..!

 * Depth Charge: I have no time for you, X!
 * Rampage: Like you had no time for Starbase Rugby? You had friends there, as I recall - tasty ones too!

 * Depth Charge: Raw energon! Right through your twisted spark! Take it! Take it straight to the pit, you SICKENING PIECE OF SLAG!

Nemesis: Part 2 [3.13]

 * Megatron: "I am that which is, which was, and is yet to come! And you will know my name is Megatron when I lay my vengeance upon you!"
 * Dinobot II: You've already read the Covenant of Primus?
 * Megatron: Just the good parts.

 * Megatron: Hmm... I suppose, given my imminent godhood, these primitives should really be beneath my intention. Ah, still, no score is too small to settle, I always say.
 * Dinobot II: You would turn the full fury of this mighty warship on a lone anthropoid? Tell me, Megatron, where's the honor in that?
 * Megatron: [growls] You dare use the h-word to me?
 * Dinobot II: I... I apologize! I... I merely felt our power should be conserved for the... the larger battle!
 * Megatron: Ah. Duly noted... and ignored!

 * Rhinox: Blackarachnia, is that capacitor circuit ready?
 * Blackarachnia: I need a conduit cable to finish the connection [Sees Rattrap's sword-tail and grab it] Ah!
 * Rattrap: Hey! You emasculatin' fembot! [Blackarachnia smirked at him and she trimmed his sword-tail into the cable]
 * Silverbolt: Oh!
 * Blackarachnia: [Connects the cable into an engine] Yes! Main thrusters now connected to Teletron 1.
 * Rattrap: It's teletraan!
 * Blackarachnia: [scoffs] Whatever!
 * Rhinox: Last chance, bots, start ignition sequence.

 [in the control room of the Nemesis]
 * Megatron: Oh, well, come on. Let's have it. The usual "destiny and honor" speech.
 * Optimus Primal: Speech this! [punches Megatron in the face]

 * Megatron: [quoting the Covenant of Primus] "And there came a hero who said, "Hurt not the earth, nor the trees, nor the seas, nor the very fabric of time." But the hero would not prevail."
 * Optimus Primal: Finish the quote, Megatron. "Nor would he surrender!"

 * Megatron: Destroy them!
 * Dinobot II: Negative!
 * Megatron: WHAT? What possible reason do you have to disobey me? I am your master! I am your creator!
 * Dinobot II: And I... have my honor!

 * Optimus Primal: [quoting the Covenant of Primus] "'In the Spark of an enemy, there will be salvation; and in the darkest hour, there will be a light."
 * Rattrap: Yeah, from a very unexpected source - old Chopperface's clone. Who'da thunk it?
 * Optimus Primal: And let us never forget those other brave 'bots, whose sacrifice safeguarded past, present, and future...

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William Least Heat-Moon

William Least Heat-Moon, also named William Lewis Trogdon (born 27 August 1939), is an American travel writer and historian of English, Irish, and Osage ancestry.

Blue Highways (1982)

 * In a land of quince jelly, apple butter, apricot jam, blueberry preserves, pear conserves, and lemon marmalade, you always get grape jelly.
 * Part One, Chapter 14

 * What is it in man that for a long while lies unknown and unseen only one day to emerge and push him into a new land of the eye, a new region of the mind, a place he has never dreamed of? Maybe it's like the force in spores lying quietly under asphalt until the day they push a soft, bulbous mushroom head right through the pavement. There's nothing you can do to stop it.
 * Part Four, Chapter 12

 * At any particular moment in a man's life, he can say that everything he has done and not done, that has been done and not been done to him, has brought him to that moment. If he's being installed as Chieftain or receiving a Nobel Prize, that's a fulfilling notion. But if he's in a sleeping bag at ten thousand feet in a snowstorm, parked in the middle of a highway and waiting to freeze to death, the idea can make him feel calamitously stupid.
 * Part Five, Chapter 3

 * Other than to amuse himself, why should a man pretend to know where he's going or understand what he sees?
 * Part Five, Chapter 6

 * Instead of insight, maybe all a man gets is strength to wander for a while. Maybe the only gift is a chance to inquire, to know nothing for certain. An inheritance of wonder and nothing more.
 * Part Six, Chapter 9

 * Boredom lies only with the traveler's limited perception and his failure to explore deeply enough. After a while, I found my perception limited.
 * Part Seven, Chapter 7

 * I can't say, over the miles, that I had learned what I had wanted to know because I hadn't known what I wanted to know. But I did learn what I didn't know I wanted to know.
 * Part Ten, Chapter 4

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User:Catamorphism~enwikiquote

Please don't address me as "Cat". "Catamorphism", "hey, you", and "Raging Bulldyke" are all fine.

I used to keep an archive of my .plan files and signature files, which usually consisted of quotations I liked. I'm gradually offloading these onto Wikiquote as a way of getting greater exposure for quotations I like. In addition, I read a lot and add interesting quotations as I come across them in books.

Articles I created

 * Dorothy Allison
 * Lisa Alther
 * Roseanne Barr
 * Blue Highways
 * Herb Caen
 * Greg Egan
 * William Least Heat-Moon
 * Infinite Jest
 * John Irving
 * Anne Lamott
 * Audre Lorde
 * Marvin Minsky
 * Richard Powers
 * Tom Robbins
 * Dan Savage
 * Transamerica
 * David Foster Wallace

Also see
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Herb Caen

Herbert Eugene Caen (April 3, 1916 – February 1, 1997) was a Pulitzer Prize-winning newspaper columnist working in San Francisco.

Attributed

 * Isn't it nice that people who prefer Los Angeles to San Francisco live there?
 * Winokur, Jon. The Portable Curmudgeon, p. 174. Plume, 1992. ISBN 0452266688

 * The trouble with born-again Christians is that they are an even bigger pain the second time around.
 * Dell, Diana. Memorable Quotations: Humorists, Wits, and Satirists of the Past, p. 54. iUniverse, 2000. ISBN 0595165958

 * If I do go to heaven, I'm going to do what every San Franciscan does who goes to heaven. He looks around and says, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.'
 * USA Today, February 16, 2001. "Words from the heart', page D4

 * Martinis are like breasts, one isn't enough, and three is too many.
 * Cockburn, Alexander. "Breasts, Martinis and Hitchens". Counterpunch.org, May 6, 2003.

 * The only thing wrong with immortality is that it tends to go on forever, but what's wrong with that, really?
 * Caen, Herb. Herb Caen's San Francisco, 1976-1991, page 159. Chronicle Books, 1992. ISBN

 * Cockroaches and socialites are the only things that can stay up all night and eat anything.
 * Byrne, Robert. The 2,548 Wittiest Things Anybody Ever Said, page 372. Simon and Schuster, 2012. ISBN 145164891X

 * I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.
 * Byrne, Robert. The 2,548 Wittiest Things Anybody Ever Said, page 599. Simon and Schuster, 2012. ISBN 145164891X

 * A man begins cutting his wisdom teeth the first time he bites off more than he can chew.
 * Editors of the Reader's Digest. Quotable Quotes, page 144. Penguin, 1997 ISBN 1606525956

 * Parking is such street sorrow.
 * Byrne, Robert. The 2,548 Wittiest Things Anybody Ever Said, page 554. Simon and Schuster, 2012. ISBN 145164891X

 * A city is where you can sign a petition, boo the chief justice, fish off a pier, gaze at a hippopotamus, buy a flower at the corner, or get a good hamburger or a bad girl at 4 a.m. A city is where sirens make white streaks of sound in the sky and foghorns speak in dark grays. San Francisco is such a city.
 * Caen, Herb. "A city is like San Francisco, not a faceless 'burb" S.F. Gate, 2010.

Quotes about

 * On Monday, the Chronicle ran a long piece on Herb Caen, by Herb Caen. My first reaction was, "My God, he's dead." After all, the last Caen piece to run that long and that far away from the Macy's ad was his exquisite obituary for — social and personal history that read like being gathered around the radio. And it would make sense to assign Caen to his own obituary, as he is the reigning master of the art and known to meet his deadline no matter what the obstacle. These are inappropriately morbid thoughts on the occasion of Caen's 50th anniversary of writing daily columns. It's a joyous occasion because it means this unnervingly youthful 70-year-old genius has only about 50 more years of columns to do before the Chronicle is on its feet again. Then, maybe, they'll give him a vacation without making him write about it. I hope the Royal holds up.
 * Morse, Rob. "No Comparison," The San Francisco Examiner (June 25,1986), p. 35

title: Herb Caen