Robotnik:
[facing Sonic, Tom and Maddie with his hovercraft and drones at the Transamerica Pyramid] Welcome to San Francisco, Mr. Wachowski. Are you enjoying the clam chowder?
Tom:
It's the government whack-job who keeps trying to kill us – UNSUCCESSFULLY! Nice of you to swing by on your way to Comic-Con.
Maddie:
Yeah, what are you wearing?
Robotnik:
It's a flight suit! Designed to modulate my body temperature and reduce drag!
Tom:
Yeah, and yet you still are one.
Robotnik:
Ooh, good one! You are catching fire, Thomas! Oh, and speaking of heat, I see you brought a lover. Does she have a name, or should we just call her "collateral damage"?
Tom:
Hey, watch your mouth unless you want a little more of what I gave you earlier! [to Maddie] I punched him in the face.
Sonic:
Oh, you punched him right in the face, man, it was awesome!
Robotnik:
The time for talking is over! It's time to push buttons!
Sonic:
Your flying eggs are pretty impressive, Mr. Eggman, but let's face it. You'll never catch me.
Robotnik:
Confidence! A fool's substitute for intelligence. [his drones power up, their weapons pointed at Sonic, Tom, and Maddie]
Sonic:
That's not good.
Tom:
Uhh, Sonic? I know you've got the super-speed and everything, but Maddie and I?
Sonic:
Totally defenseless, probably going to get blown up?
Maddie:
Pretty much, yeah.
Sonic:
Don't worry, I know exactly what to do.
[Speeds behind Tom and Maddie... and shoves them off the building. Robotnik looks over the side in surprise, then back to Sonic]
Robotnik:
I was not expecting that… but I was expecting to not expect something, so it doesn't count.
