MDK II

Schwang Schwing:
We have a saying here on Swizzle Firma: "Two little, too late."

Max:
Not if I can help it!

Jim Dandy Computer:
[Dr. Hawkins has accidentally pulled a lever that causes a door to open, sucking out all the air of the ship] Oh, great Doctor. Now you've done it.

Dr. Hawkins:
[about Kurt] If he can just keep his pants on, our luck may be changing.

Schwang Schwing:
[referring to the Ultimate Doomsday Device] The Device is already set. Your Earth will be a smoking cinder. Whaddaya gonna do about *that*, fleabag?

Max:
Well, how about I do the other leg for starters!

Huge Energy Ball:
Welcome to my lair, you insignificant worm. Prepare for a *shocking* encounter.

Max:
Warranty's up, Sparky!

Max:
You invaded Earth for your own amusement? You - pompous - sea - monkey!

Emperor Sizzy Ballooba:
Mild amusement. Don't start getting an ego. But the game is over. Thanks for playing.

[repeated lines]

Kurt:
Yes, it's all over.

Dr. Hawkins:
Yeah, I'm glad it's over.

Max:
Rrrruff!

Schwang Schwing:
[after knocking Max unconscious] Bad doggie. Ha ha ha.

Conehead #1:
You see, we don't need to actually GO to the planet. With the Ultimate Doomsday Device, you just press a button, it slips through streamspace and WHAM!

Conehead #2:
Hee hee hee hee hee. WHAM?

Conehead #1:
WHAM! No more Earth!

Conehead #2:
Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!

Conehead #1:
G-Lab has one ready to launch. It's all over but the aiming.

Max:
[snarling, pulling his gun] This is NOT going well at ALL!

Balloons for Brains:
You need a good swat with a rolled-up newspaper, you little mongrel!

Max:
Paper training's over, fat head!

Balloons for Brains:
Your bad master bred a bad doggie. Now allow me to demonstrate who the master is!

Balloons for Brains:
[BFB sends down a huge robodog, Max gasps]

Balloons for Brains:
Now, play nice with the other doggie!

Max:
[on the phone] Doctor. Max here.

Dr. Hawkins:
MAX? Oooh, who's my puppy wuppy dingy doggy?

Max:
Uh, Doctor, please, come on, unsecured line.

Dr. Hawkins:
Uh, yes. Um, report.

Max:
Mission complete. Deployment speed lacking. Must grease pelvis. Heh heh. Friction is distracting.

Dr. Hawkins:
That's a good boy, Max. You get a special treat when you come home. Now find Kurt and I'll get you both back!

Dr. Hawkins:
An Atomic Toaster? By Jove, now we're cooking!

Kurt:
[on the phone] Doctor? I've got Max here. Teleport from out location.

Conehead:
[mimicking the Doc] Who's my puppy wuppy dingy doggy?

Kurt:
Uh... Doc?

Conehead:
[mimicking] Turn around, you fool! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!

Kurt:
[to Max] Great. They've got the Doc.

Schwang Schwing:
[laughs diabolically] This bird's gonna fly, suckas!

Dr. Hawkins:
Hey! You! Alien interloper! Get off my ship!