12 oz. Mouse2005

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
So what's, uh, this TOPAZ thing?

Aria:
An outdated zed 38 prototype. An extremely unfit for duty.

Mouse 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Uh, and, uh, what's it do?

Aria:
We shall see.

[as TOPAZ rises out of the ocean, the machine has a minigun, rocket launchers, gun telescope, flamethrower, knight sword, buzzsaw, heavy metal fist, machete, grenade, nunchucks, guillotine, spraying hose, needles, catapult, knife, and a failed report card, until TOPAZ explodes at the end]

Aria:
All surveillance offline!

Professor Wilx:
Thermal imaging?

Aria:
Down!

Professor Wilx:
Vizrad?

Aria:
Obliterated.

Professor Wilx:
Endoplasmic reticulum?

Aria:
DOA!

Professor Wilx:
Frrvrnrever godossenen sensors!

Aria:
Every defense we have is gone. All of it. We are sitting ducks.

Professor Wilx:
Mmm. Okay, then. Sh*t happens. We'll figure this out.

Aria:
[giving him the cold look]

Professor Wilx:
I'm serious, we'll figure this out, it's not like it's the end of the...this world.