Bulkhead: Looks like this one needs a repair shop.
Optimus Prime: You mean hospital.
Captain Fanzone: You mean prison ward!
Captain Fanzone: [sees Bumblebee exhausted] Tried to nail the guy in the blue car, did ya?
Master Disaster: Don't move a muscle! Or piston! Or whatever it is you Autobot things move.
Master Disaster: Ah, a loyal paying customer.
Bumblebee: Well, loyal anyway.
Sari Sumdac: What's the matter? Don't you trust me?
Bumblebee: Yeah, like I trust myself.
Bumblebee: You stole something?
Sari Sumdac: Like you're such a shining example, Mr. Cross-My-Fingers.
Blitzwing: [Hothead, in tank mode] I will crush all zat stands in my way!
[bridge falls on him]
GPS: Turn left. Turn left. Turn left.
Captain Fanzone: Hey! If I want a backseat driver, I'll call my mother-in-law!
Sari Sumdac: Jump!
Captain Fanzone: Why would I pull a boneheaded stunt like that?
Captain Fanzone: How come your interior's so much cleaner than mine?
Sari Sumdac: Hmm, maybe 'cause it's not on fire?
Captain Fanzone: Well, that's the problem with bending the rules: they usually snap back right in your face.
Bumblebee: Where do you get the idea you can just do whatever you want?
Bulkhead: I can't imagine.
[under the influence of Master Disaster's control]
Blitzwing: [Hothead] What is happening? Why can't I control myself?
Blitzwing: [Random] Not that I ever could! AHAHAHA!
[as a racer comes at him]
Blitzwing: [Hothead] Never give up...
[switches to Icy]
Blitzwing: ... Never surrender...
[switches to Random]
Blitzwing: ... Never mind!
[Blitzwing swerves off into a nearby building]