All Purpose Cultural Cat Girl Nuku Nuku (1992 Video)
Eimi: Darn you. I won't lose. I will aquire your body.
Nuku-Nuku: How do you think you can get in my body, anyway?
Eimi: I'm too stupid to worry about that. I'll kill you anyway.
Boy #1: What's you're favorite food?
Nuku-Nuku: Dried mackerel and horsemeat.
Boy #2: What's your favorite hobby?
Nuku-Nuku: Sitting in the sun.
[Eimi crouches down to open her bag of Christmas gifts]
Eimi: Turn around and close your eyes, I will give you a big surprise.
Eimi: No, not yet.
Nuku-Nuku: I am really excited.
Eimi: [whips out a *(huge* minigun] Yes, now!
Nuku-Nuku: What's this?
Eimi: Merry Christmas, outdated android.
Nuku-Nuku: [dodges gunfire] Th-that's dangerous, Eimi.
Eimi: Shut up! I can't have a Happy New Year unless I kill you!
[Kyusaku stares grimly at the charred fish Akiko cooked]
Natsume Akiko: I had to cook the fish a lot to make sure it was dead.
[Kyusaku glances over to the natto covered in ketchup]
Natsume Kyusaku: Cooking's not the same as murder! And you don't need to put ketchup on natto.
Nuku-Nuku: [opens the rice cooker] Look at this! The rice is perfect. I even smell a hint of lemon.
Nuku-Nuku: Why do I smell lemon?
Natsume Kyusaku: What did you use to wash the rice?
Natsume Akiko: I washed the rice with lemon-scented dish soap.
[Akiko shoots at Kyusaku with a tank, and Kyusaku produces a futuristic-looking rifle]
Natsume Kyusaku: Nuku-Nuku, you don't need to hold back. I want you to use this.
Nuku-Nuku: What's that?
Natsume Kyusaku: It's a custom-engineered accessory, that means only you can use it, Nuku-Nuku.
Nuku-Nuku: I can't do mean things to Mama-san anymore.
Natsume Kyusaku: I see, I'm sorry. I usually treat you like a human being, but sometimes I treat you like a machine. Now then...
[whips out a small Nuku-Nuku doll]
Nuku-Nuku: What's that?
Natsume Kyusaku: It's a compact Nuku-Nuku, which I call "Chibi Nuku". I made it for just such an emergency.
Natsume Kyusaku: Ryunosuke! Are you finished peeing yet?
Natsume Ryunosuke: [muttering] Geez, he's not class at all.
[Kyusaku accidently burns Nuku-Nuku's hand with a lit cigarette]
Natsume Kyusaku: Nuku-Nuku... that's hot.
Nuku-Nuku: [very loudly] Hooooot! Was that right?
Natsume Kyusaku: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Arisa: We office ladies can get really stressed out, you know.
Kyouko: How do you get off calling us office ladies?
Arisa: Simple, we're the Secretarial Department's Flying Column, which abbreviates down to O.L.
Kyouko: Just how do those words abbreviate in to O.L.?
Arisa: I guess they don't.