Repo Man: I've been stuck in this cage for what seems like forever. I need some fucking FOOD! Oh, I guess I can take solace in the fact that things couldn't get any worse...
Skeletor and Cobra: Lalala, we won, lalala, we won!
Armitage: Hold it right there!
Skeletor: What the fu...?
Armitage: Detective Naomi Armitage, from the Figure Police Department. You are both under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, which will be easy since you're inanimate objects. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one, we'll give you a shitty one. You have the right to breathe, you have the right to blink freely, you have the right to pick your nose, etc, etc, etc...
Armitage: Just keep your hands up where I can see them.
Skeletor: Damn, we were so close. Why didn't you shoot her with that huge fucking gun you were carrying?
Cobra Commander: Shoot a gun? You mean with intent to hit another person? Why... I've never tried that before...
Skeletor: Well this is another fine mess you've gotten me into, Stanley.
Cobra Commander: What? That's not my name and we never met before today.
Skeletor: Sorry, my mind isn't working too well, I'm too distracted by the smokin' hot policewoman in front of us. Anyway, how are we going to get out of this?
Cobra Commander: I don't know about you, but my ride's just arrived!
~vroom~
Armitage: Ack!
Skeletor: Bravo, Commander, you think of everything!
Cobra Commander: You'll never defeat me, bye now!
Skeletor: Wait, there's no way I can fit in that tiny thing.
Cobra Commander: Well don't that just suck for you. COOOOOBRAAAAAAA RETREEEEEEEEAT!