Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You steer, Hot Rod, I'll work the floorboard.
We're all gonna die! We're all gonna die! This is it! Its the end! We're finished--
All right. Lets regroup back to the caves.
There we were, only 700 of us against three whole Regulon metalmongers.
Kup: You've ever seen a Regulon metalmonger, lad?
Are you crazy? What are you doing?
every one a crack shot.
Now come on, unless you want to get blown up.
Hey, Blurr. Long time no see!
Ever since I released the energy of the Matrix,
It's a stinkin' hive trap, that's what it is.
Enforcers for the Hive.
Machines maintain the environment of Nebulos,
The plasma energy chamber is the foundry,
♪ More than meets the eye ♪
What are you doing, collaborating with these stinkin' Hive machines?