Elizabeth Banks: Wyldstyle, Lucy
Sweet Mayhem : Behold, the Sis-Star System.
Wyldstyle : No "whoas"! Do *not* give her the satisfaction of whoaing this!
Wyldstyle : That's even worse!
Wyldstyle : Stop it!
Sweet Mayhem : Bring me your fiercest leader.
Wyldstyle : [referring to Emmet] This guy is special.
Sweet Mayhem : This guy was a fierce warrior?
Wyldstyle : Okay, well, technically, *I* did the warrior stuff, but...
Sweet Mayhem : So you fought, and master built, and kicked butt, and then the hapless male was the leader.
Wyldstyle : He, uh... Well...
Emmet Brickowski : Well, things sure have a way of working out smoothly. Am I right, guys? What?
Duplo : We're from the Planet Duplo, we're here to destroy you.
Emmet Brickowski : Oh, man.
Wyldstyle : You're gonna have to past us!
Batman : Specifically me!
Unikitty : Oh, it's on!
Metal Beard : Yarr!
Emmet Brickowski : Wait, guys! There's no need to fight anymore. I got this.
Wyldstyle : Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea.
Wyldstyle : Oh, Emmet. What have you done?