Red vs. Blue, Season 4

Tex:
Alright, bomb, we need to talk.

Andy:
Heh hehhh heh heh heh, talk about what, Butch? Workin' on cars, and pickin' up chicks?

Tex:
Excuse me, is that any way to talk to a lady?

Andy:
A lady? Who're you kiddin'? I bet you got more balls than a roman candle.

Tex:
(sighing) I knew this was a bad idea.

Andy:
Hey, Tex, why you got black armor? Couldn't find any in flannel?

Tex:
Listen jackass—

Andy:
(laughing hysterically) Flannel!

Tex:
I put you together, I can take you apart.

Andy:
(stops laughing) Hey...whaddaya mean?

Tex:
Bombs come with remote detonators, dumbass. And any time I want, I can just hit a button and you're just a memory. A very annoying, very insulting memory, but nonetheless a memory.

Andy:
I think you're bluffin'. (under breath) ...Dyke.

Tex:
Okay, strike two.

Andy:
Alright. Whaddaya want?

Tex:
Well, when I built you, I used parts from an old protocol robot.

Andy:
Yeah sure, and you also used parts from some of your more personal devices.

Tex:
Whoa—okay. Can you use those protocol parts and translate what this alien thing is saying?

Andy:
Of course! But what's in it for me?

Tex:
Let's put it this way: you don't push my buttons, and I don't push yours.

Andy:
Alright, fine. But I'm not translating any of that touchy-feely crap!

Tex:
Deal. Come on. [She starts to walk off.] Well, are you coming?

Andy:
What am I gonna do, roll there? Pick me up, ya dumb bitch!

Tex:
(exasperatedly) Great, I can tell this is starting off well.

Andy:
Hey, Tex. I bet you haven't had your hands on a ball this big since your morning scratch! Ahahahahaheh, ahehahe- [Tex drops Andy with a resounding thud that shakes the screen.] Hey...aw, come on, Tex, baby, where ya goin'? It's just a joke between the two of us guys, come on! Laugh it off big guy, laugh it off! Haha, hey Tex, when you walk away I can see where ya tucked it! Haha!