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: Did I miss the butt wuppin'? Piper
, Rodney Copperbottom
: [surrounded by menacing machines, everyone freeze, staring and then move again
] No. Crank
: Actually, you're a little early.
: Hey, Fender, have you lost weight? Crank
: Lost weight? Look at... will you look at... He's a head in a basket!
: Never try, never fail. Those are the words I live by.
: Who are these losers? Fender
: We, sir... Madame Gasket
: I'm a woman. Crank
: Ouch. Fender
: [Scottish accent
] We've come to rescue our friend, you evil bag of bolts, and you shall be defeated by the very outmodes that you scorn and detest! Crank
: 'Cause there's seven of us and only one of...
[hundreds of minions appear from behind Madame Gasket
: Let's see, there's seven of us and... eight? Nine? Crank
: Did you count that one? Fender
: I think so. Will you all quit moving around? It's so frustrating! I think I counted one of you twice!
: Oh, man! This is my third oil change today. Something's wrong with me.
: Am I too late for the butt-whooping? Crank
: Actually your a bit early. Piper
: [Mr. Copperbottom is playing badly
] Well there goes our happy ending. Fender
: Yo, it's a fusion of jazz and funk. It's called junk.
: Hey Fender.
[Rodney does arm farts
: Yeah Baby, let 'er rip!
[Rodney and Fender are doing arm farts
: What are you guys, 3 years old? This is how a man does it.
[Crank does arm farts
: You guys are SO gross! Besides, this is how you do it.
[Piper does arm farts
] Aunt Fanny
: Hey kids, get a load of this...
[does BIG farts; Everyone is grossed out
: Aunt Fanny, we were using our arms! Crank
: Ugh, light a match! Lamppost
: Lady... please... see a doctor... Lamppost
: [the lamppost passes out