| Rattrap: Rattrap Maximize |
| Rattrap: You sure you're cut out for this commander gig? |
| Rattrap: So, uh, this your first day on the job or what? Optimus: Shut up Rattrap. |
| Rattrap: Yeah? And you can just kiss my skid plate fearless leader. |
| Rattrap: Let the chopper face and boss monkey duke it. No fur offa my tail. |
| Rattrap: You do know that was crazy. Optimus: Sometimes crazy works. |
| Rattrap: And suppose he blasts you to itty bitty pieces. It's along way down. Optimus: Sure is. Rattrap: I hate a wise bot. |
| Rattrap: You win, you're the brave wod of stinkin' slag. |
| Rattrap: Hey! You can kiss my pink hairless -- *com cut* |
| Rattrap: I'm blowin' this taco-stand. |
| Rattrap: Uh, one and two and stretch. Now bend. Now lift. Feel the burn! *laughs* Yeah! |
| Rattrap: Oh man. I'm starting to sound like Optimus Pinhead. |
| Rattrap: Oy. Don't cats ever get tried of being stupid? |
| Rattrap: Strip my gears and call me a floor lamp! |
| Dinobot: Wait. Look. Down there. In the sky. Is it a bird? Rhinox: Maybe a plane? Rattrap: Nah, it's Optimus! |
| Rattrap: Settle into the metal. |
| Rattrap: I knew I smelled a rat. And it wasn't even me. |
| 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. |
| Optimus: You're a real piece of work, Rattrap. Rattrap: Ain't it the truth. |
| Optimus: I can't maneuver with a passenger. Rattrap: Well, excuuuuuse me! I'm the one hanging on here by my pink li'l toes. |
| Terrorsaur: A scared little mouse. This is just too good to be true. Rattrap: You know beak-face, you're right. |
| 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! |
| Rattrap: We're gonna die! Air Razor: Isn't their a rule that heroes have to face deconstruction with dignity? Rattrap: Hey, what's the use of dying if you can't enjoy it? |
| Rattrap: Man, I feel naked without my gun. |
| Rattrap: Oh, oh man. It's amazing how sweet we're all being these days. |
| Rattrap: Lucky us. Now we can be the first to get vapid. Air Razor: Do you ever think positive? Rattrap: Hey, hey, that *was* positive sista. You know, I could have said now we can be the first to be tortured, and *then* vapid. Air Razor: You're a real fun bot, you know that? |
| Rattrap: Oh terrific! Now we can all get reduce to hot burning slag together Optimus & Air Razor: Shut up Rattrap! |
| Rattrap: This, is gonna take some gettin' use to. |
| Rattrap: So you wanna play chicken eh? |
| Rattrap: Power, you've got. Brains, is another story. |
| Optimus: That's just prime. Rattrap: Or what's left of him anyway. |
| Rattrap: Let 'em go. The Predacons will change his mind. Or turn him into fish sticks. |
| Silverbolt: We're approaching the target area. How are you baring in there, Rattrap? Rattrap: I'm hot. I'm cramped. I'm air sick and the next time that big ape asks me to do something for him, man, I'm gonna shove my blaster so far up his... Silverbolt: Target dead ahead. Prepare for drop. Rattrap: Drop? Can't we talk this... |
| Rattrap: Oh yeah!? Well shrivel up an' die ant! |
| Rattrap: Ah, typical. Who gets stuck with all the work? The rat gets stuck with all the work while everyone's on a slaggin' picnic. |
| Rattrap: That's not what I wanted to hear. |
| Rattrap: Hey, nobody's gonna hurt ya. *Cheetor meows* Us, I'm not so sure about. |
| Rattrap: Hey, hey, Spots! You're looking good. You know, for a dead bot. |
| Rattrap: I must have a glitch. |
| Rattrap: *being stringed by 'arachnia* Of course, I mean that in the best possible way. |
| Rattrap: Hey. Hands off the metal, sir drools-a-lot. I am not in the mood. |
| Rattrap: I ain't dead. Depthcharge: This day is just full of disappointments. |
| Rattrap: Hey, Una. Did Cheetor ever show you my recipe for fried flounder? |
| Megatron: Triumph is before me! Rattrap: And the rat is behide ya. |
| Depthcharge: I'm open to suggestions. Rattrap: Oh. Okay. How about we crash down into those mountains and die a horrible agonizing death! |
| Rattrap: Here tankie, tankie, tankie. Pop goes the *boom* crab cake. |
| Rattrap: Oh man. Is it just me or did he just kinda say, we're all gonna die? |
| Rattrap: Come on. Boss bot calls up with his gears in a grind, and suddenly I've got to pack up my Pred parts collection. Man, you know how many pieces of Waspinator I've got? |
| Rattrap: What makes you think it's any better down there? I withdraw the question. |
| Rattrap: What is all this? Optimus: This must be what's left of the earlier Cybertronian civilizations. |
| Rattrap: I love having options. |
| Optimus: Right now we have to keep moving. Rattrap: No way this rat's desertin' this titanium reinforced ship! |
| Rattrap: Rattrap, pretty please maximize? |
| Rattrap: You mind telling me what's going on here? One minute, we're heading home to Cybertron. Next thing you know, these yo-yo's are using me for target practice! |
| Rattrap: Hello! We're in the middle of nowhere here! |
| Rattrap: You sure know how to paint a pretty picture. |
| Rattrap: Yo! Tin man. Yeah, that's right, I'm talking to you rust for brains. |
| Rattrap: Ah, boss? Does these new upgrades come with a warranty? |
| Rattrap: I am transformed. I am so transformed I can't even believe it! |
| Rattrap: I am transformed. I am transformed. I am getting really cheesed off here! Optimus: Rattrap. Let's try again later. |
| Rattrap: There better be cheese at the end of this maze. |
| Megatron: Or are you afraid? Rattrap: I ain't afraid of nothin'. |
| Rattrap: Monkey's right. I am stronger than you know. |
| Rattrap: And this is what I get. Oh man. What kinda lemon did you sell me? |
| Rattrap: You've got noise makers. I want noise makers. |
| Rattrap: Piece of advice; never trust a rat. |
| Rattrap: This bod is unless. Blackarachnia: Ah, don't underestimate it Rattrap; it's ugly too. |
| Rattrap: You wish is my command-dot-com. |
| Rattrap: All aboard! The Rattrap express is leaving the station. |
| Rattrap: I so miss being the useless one. |
| Rattrap: I did smell a rat. An eight legged rat. |
| Rattrap: Ya out of ya processor? You can't reformat a plant! |
| Rattrap: Honey, I'm home. You know they had the best sale on used Vechicon parts. Only slightly damaged. |