| Cheetor: Cheetor Maximize |
| Cheetor: And if we're talking unnatural life forms, than we gotta be talking about just one thing; robots in disguise! |
| Optimus: Damage Report. Cheetor: Believe me, you don't wanna know. Optimus: That's what I thought. |
| Cheetor: Whoh. You are one space happy spider. |
| Cheetor: You're making me twitch again. Tarantulas: And I'll make you scream. |
| Cheetor: Was that suppose ta scare me? *thunder strike, skidish* Yep! |
| Cheetor: Bullet train! *crashes* Coming through. |
| Cheetor: Cheetor Maximi -- did that all ready. |
| Cheetor: Time ta fade heroes! |
| Optimus: Good thing you didn't just blast bee. Cheetor: Well, I would've, but it was carrying one of Air Razor's feathers. Rattrap: 'Sides, he missed. Cheetor: Yeah, that too. |
| Cheetor: Is in my room right now. Going through my stuff. Rattrap: Don't take this the wrong way their pussy-cat, but under the circumstances, go tell someone who cares! |
| Cheetor: Hey! How do you work these things? |
| Cheetor: Air Cheetor's comin' in. |
| Cheetor: Crab legs and Crabby, all you can eat. |
| Cheetor: I'm a cat. I should know better than to trust a dog. |
| Cheetor: Talk about your crispy ice cold slag. |
| Cheetor: I hate water. |
| Cheetor: I was just thinking, with you inside, that would make a swell cat toy *laughs*. |
| Cheetor: Time for these cats to scat. |
| Cheetor: Blackarachnia? Boy am I glad to see you. Blackarachnia: Yeah, isn't this cozy? Now we can all deactive together. |
| Cheetor: What are we? Robots or animals? Optimus: Both and neither. Blackarachnia: Well that sure clears it up. |
| Cheetor: Sorry you accepted the job? Optimus: You mean I had a choice? |
| Cheetor: And it's a hard fly to left field. He's going, going... *crash* gone! |