Short Circuit 2

Ben Jabituya:
I am thinking she is a virgin. Or at least she used to be.

Ben Jabituya:
With excitement like this, who is needing enemas?

Newton Crosby:
Where are you from, anyway?

Ben Jabituya:
Bakersfield, originally.

Newton Crosby:
No, I mean your ancestors.

Ben Jabituya:
Oh, them. Pittsburgh.

Stephanie Speck:
Life is NOT a malfunction.

Ben Jabituya:
Newton, we are wasting valueless time here.

Ben Jabituya:
I don't know about you, but I am planning to scream and run.

Ben Jabituya:
I am standing here beside myself.

Ben Jabituya:
Oooooh. Her pants are blazing for you.

Ben Jabituya:
Ooh. Her pants are blazing for you, Newton Crosby.

Newton Crosby:
Will you grow up?

Ben Jabituya:
I am sporting a tremendous woody.

Howard Marner:
Crosby, whats it gonna do?

Newton Crosby:
Howard its hard to say, it's malfunctioning, it may not do anything.

Skroeder:
But it could decide to blow away anything that moves couldn't it. COULDN'T IT CROSBY.

Duke:
Will he kill me if I stop?

Ben Jabituya:
Who is to say?

Duke:
Will he kill me if I don't stop?

Ben Jabituya:
Again I am shrugging.

Duke:
I'm stopping.

Howard Marner:
We're going to need you to surrender the robot.

Newton Crosby:
Stat?

Howard Marner:
Stat.

Newton Crosby:
What does that mean, anyway?

Howard Marner:
I don't know. But that's not the point.

Howard Marner:
I thought they were called Choppers.

Skroeder:
Well now we call them Huey's.

Howard Marner:
Well, why wasn't I notified?

Howard Marner:
What if it goes out and melts down a bus load of nuns? How would you like to write the headline on that one?

Benjamin Jabituya:
Nun soup?

Benjamin Jabituya:
Who is knowing how to read the mind of a robot?

Number 5:
Hey Laserlips. Your mama was a snowblower.

Ben Jabituya:
Did she stick her tongue down your throat?

Howard Marner:
What does it need input for?

Newton Crosby:
I don't know; I guess it can't triangulate its position.

Howard Marner:
That's a simple function.

Newton Crosby:
Can you triangulate *your* position, Howard?

Skroeder:
No, I can't.

Newton Crosby:
Well, then, there you go.

Newton Crosby:
Holy sh*t.

Number 5:
No sh*t. Where see sh*t?

Howard Marner:
Who said you could take Number 1?

Newton Crosby:
Logically, if we need defense against Number 5, this is the best we have.

Howard Marner:
Great. So instead of 11 million dollars on the loose, now we'll have 22?

Ben Jabituya:
And plus, we are needing gas money.

Number 5:
Number 5 is alive.

Newton Crosby:
Originally I had non-military purposes in mind. I designed it as a marital aid.

Number 5:
Many fragments. Some large, some small.

Stephanie Speck:
This may be hilarious where you come from, but on this planet it's considered rude.

Stephanie Speck:
What planet is this guy from?

Number 5:
Colt .45. Semi-automatic.

Number 5:
Play-doh.

Ben Jabituya:
I have seen some strange, bizarre drivers, but you. You will be awarded a cake.

Skroeder:
Don't tell me that thing's laser is still armed.

Ben Jabituya:
Bimbo.

Ben Jabituya:
Goodbye crazy lady, I enjoyed repeatedly throwing you to the ground.

Number 5:
Fish. Salmon. Sushie.

Number 5:
Malfunction. Need input.

Stephanie Speck:
Yes, I'd like to speak to one of your head warmongers, please.

Number 5:
Nice software.

Number 5:
Beautiful animal... canine... dog... mutt.

Farmer's wife:
I hope you took the grass out of the glove compartment.

Newton Crosby:
Can you believe it's been five years since I've driven?

Ben Jabituya:
I would say ten.

Newton Crosby:
Are you sure you weren't doing any steering?

Stephanie Speck:
Yeah, I like to drive off cliffs.

Stephanie Speck:
You're a machine from that dumb war lab - I am so stupid!

Number 5:
Stupid - foolish, gullible, doltish, dumbell.

Frank:
How, robot. Me - friend.

Stephanie Speck:
Talk computer, not Apache.

Number 5:
Well, if you gotta go, don't squeeze the Charmin.

Number 5:
Number 5 stupid name... want to be Kevin or Dave!

Number 5:
Bird. Raven. Nevermore.