Robots (2005 film)

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Robots is a 2005 American computer-animated comedy film produced by Blue Sky Studios for 20th Century Fox, and was released theatrically on March 11, 2005. The story was created by Chris Wedge and William Joyce, a children's book author/illustrator. The two were trying to create a film version of Joyce's book Santa Calls but instead they came up with a movie about robots, which is based on the children's book of the same name by Joyce himself. Joyce served as producer and production designer for the film.

Rodney[edit]

  • What the heck-heck is going on around here? Some... some highly polished jerk is sitting in Bigweld's chair.
  • When was the last time you got oiled?
  • Hold still. Th-This might tickle.
  • Charge!

Fender[edit]

  • Despicable me, kid. I know this town like the back of my hand. [sees something on his hand] Hey, that's new! [gets blown off his feet by a giant hammer]
  • Look at that. And he fixed my ne-e-e-e-e-ck.
  • Perfect. That'll be 50 bucks.
  • There, I captured your second monent, that's another $50. Are you keeping track?
  • Aunt Fanny! We brought someone!

Aunt Fanny[edit]

  • Say hello to my dimpled friend!

Bigweld[edit]

  • You know, I love to tinker, but all the tinkering in the world isn't useful unless it starts off with a good idea. So, look around for a need and start coming up with ideas to fill that need. One idea will lead to another, and before you know it... [knocks over a domino row which leads to the last one flipping a light on] ...you've done it! See a need, fill a need!
  • So remember, whether a bot is made of new parts, old parts, or spare parts, you can shine no matter what you're made of.
  • Who's the king of the beach?!

Ratchet[edit]

  • My goodness. What a remarkable legacy. Concern for the common robot. You don't come across old-fashioned values like that anymore, friends. And for a good reason.... There's no money in it! Hello?! Memo to Bigweld: we're not a charity! That's why old Fatface no longer sits in the big chair. He's a relic! So I don't wanna hear another [in a whiny voice] "Where's Bigweld?" [imitates a baby whining]
  • Now, let's get down to sucking every loose penny out of Mr. and Mrs. Average Knucklehead. What's our big-ticket item? ["Eye of the Tiger" playing as a montage of upgrades is projected on the screen] Upgrades, people, upgrades. That's how we make the dough. Now, if we're telling robots that no matter waht they're made of, they're "fine", how can we expect them to feel crummy enough about themselves to buy our upgrades and make themselves look better? Therefore, I've come up... with a new slogan: "Why be you, when you can be new?"
  • [after beating Bigweld senseless with his telephone] Oh my gosh, I'm as crazy as my mother!
  • [after Madame Gasket greets him in the chop shop] I did just what you told me; no more spare parts!
  • What happened? Run out of dominoes? I'll send you some more!

Piper[edit]

  • By the way, the name's Piper. Rhymes with "viper." [hisses]

Tim[edit]

  • When you pick a lost cause, you really commit! Where do they make dreamers like you? GET LOST, FREAK!!! [laughs]
  • I'm on the list! Don't you know who I am?! Wait!

Dialogue[edit]

Mr. Copperbottom: I'm gonna be a dad!

Mrs. Copperbottom: 12 hours of labor. Oh, but it was worth it.

Bigweld: So remember: Whether a bot is made of new parts, old parts or spare parts, you can shine no matter what you're made of.
Ratchet: My goodness. What a remarkable legacy. Concern for the common robot. You don't come across old-fashioned values like that anymore, friends. And for good reason... there's no money in it! Hello! Memo to Bigweld: we're not a charity! That's why old Fat-face no longer sits in the big chair. He's a relic! So I don't want to here another [in a whiny voice] "Where's Bigweld?" [imitates a baby whining]
Chairman: We'll see him next month at the Bigweld Ball! He always goes to that. [Ratchet pushes a button which makes the chairman fall into a pit]
Ratchet: Now, let's get down to sucking every loose penny out of Mr. and Mrs. Average Knucklehead. What's our big-ticket item? ["Eye of the Tiger" playing as a montage of upgrades is projected on the screen] Upgrades... people... upgrades. That's how we make the dough. Now, if we're telling robots that no matter what they're made of, they're "fine", how can we expect them to feel crummy enough about themselves to buy our upgrades and make themselves look better? Therefore, I've come up... with a new slogan: "Why be you, when you can be new?"

Rodney: Listen, I'll be back, and I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.
Tim: When you pick a lost cause, you really commit! Where do they make dreamers like you? GET LOST, FREAK!!! [laughs]

Piper: By the way, the name's Piper. Rhymes with "viper." [hisses]

[Steriogram: "Walkie Talkie Man"]
Jackhammer: I got good news, and I got bad news.
Fender: What's the bad news?
Jackhammer: I checked the stock books and as of today, they're no longer making parts for your model. You have been officially outmoded.
Fender: [calmly] Outmoded? Well, that's fine. [bursts in anger] WHAT'S THE GOOD NEWS?!
Jackhammer: Well, when we had your parts... they were on sale! [laughs]
Fender: [laughing, then cries] How... could this... happen to me?! I'm practically a kid!

Mufasa, voice chip: [roars like a lion] You are my son, and the one true king.
Dr. Finkelstein, voice chip: The deadly nightshade you slipped me wore off, Sally!
Sally, voice chip: Let go!
Dr. Finkelstein, voice chip: You're not ready for so much excitement!
Sally, voice chip: Yes, I am!
Dr. Finkelstein, voice chip: You're coming with me!
Sally, voice chip: No, I'm not!
Dr. Finkelstein, voice chip: Come back here, you foolish... oaf! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ohhh, gone again!
Mufasa, voice chip: [roars like a lion] Silence!

Rodney: When was the last time you got oiled?
Fender: I can't really say that with my kid sister next to me.
Piper: Can it, Fender!

Fender: Let me just let her know you're here. AUNT FANNY!! We brought someone!
Aunt Fanny: I'm in the kitchen.
Rodney: Are you sure your aunt won't mind?
Fender: Relax, she's not my aunt. She just takes in bots who are, um, broke! Bless her little heart!
Rodney: Well, then why is she called Aunt Fanny?
[Aunt Fanny shows her huge backside]
Fender: Couldn't call her Aunt Booty.
Rodney: Whoa!!!
[Aunt Fanny turns around, and begins knocking things over with her huge backside]
Aunt Fanny: Oops! Oh! Oh scrap!
Piper: She's a little artsy-fartsy! The artsy's ok, but, once she gets fartsy!
[Piper's face turns grim]
[Aunt Fanny continues bumping her huge backside into things]
Aunt Fanny: Oh, look at... oh, right on my shoes. I'm so clumsy...
[Aunt Fanny notices Rodney for the first time]
Aunt Fanny: Well, hello there! What's your name?
[Rodney is staring at Aunt Fanny's backside]
Rodney: I'm Rodney Bigbottom... no, I'm Rodney Copperbottom! Copperbottom.
[Aunt Fanny sets down cake and begins backing up. Rodney and Fender attempt to move away from her huge rear]
Aunt Fanny: That's a wonderful name! Bigbottom.
[Aunt Fanny pins Rodney against the wall with her huge backside, and begins scraping him along the wall]
Aunt Fanny: Well, I just... [to Fender] What happened to your friend?
Fender: He's been rear-ended!
[Aunt Fanny turns to look for Rodney, throwing him onto the floor, and then turns back around]
Aunt Fanny: Oh! There you are!
[Fender helps Rodney to his feet]
Fender: Aunt Fanny, he needs a place to stay.
Aunt Fanny: [to Rodney] Well, just make yourself at home!
Rodney: Thank you. That's very kind of you.
Aunt Fanny: My pleasure! See a need, fill a need!
Rodney: Hey, just like Bigweld!
[Aunt Fanny places her hand on her chest]
Aunt Fanny: Ooh, Bigweld! That's a lotta robot!
[Aunt Fanny turns around, knocking Fender and Rodney out of the kitchen with her gigantic backside]

Fender: [barging into Piper, putting makeup on] Ya missed a spot!
Piper: [shrieks] FENDER, GET OUT OF MY ROOM!
Fender: I'm not in your room. [pokes his foot in the doorway] I am now, now I'm not, in, out, in, out... [repeatedly pokes his foot in and out of the doorway]
Piper: GET OUT OF MY ROOM!

Rodney: Hey, Fender.
[Rodney does arm farts]
Fender: Yeah, baby! Let it rip!
[Rodney and Fender are doing arm farts]
Crank: Hey, guys! Come on, what are you, three years old? This is how a man does it.
[Crank does arm farts]
Piper: You guys are so gross. Besides, this is how you do it.
[Piper does arm farts]
Aunt Fanny: Hey, kids! Get a load of this!
[Releases an earth-shaking fart and sighs with relief; everyone is grossed out]
Rodney: Open a window!
Piper: Aunt Fanny! We were using our arms!
Crank: ...light a match.
Aunt Fanny: Oh...
Piper: Ew.
Aunt Fanny: Excuse me.
Lamppost: [keels over, coughing] Lady... please... [coughing] See a doctor.
[The lamppost passes out; it is implied the fart killed him, as when it transitions to the following morning, his body is replaced with a chalk outline]

[An angry mob of robots are at the front of Jackhammer's shop]
Jackhammer: Sorry, folks, all sold out! Nothing but upgrades from here on in!
Female Robot: [angry] But I like myself just the way I am! [Her light bulb nose breaks] Uh!
Male Robot: WE CAN'T AFFORD UPGRADES!
Trashcan Bot: This is unfair!
Brute: [shouting] LET'S GET HIM! [Brute attempts to throw a trashcan, but it is actually a robot]
Trashcan Bot: Hey, hey, hey. Hey, what are, what are you doing? Don't throw me! [sees Rodney] Hey, isn't that the guy who fixed Fender's neck?!
Male Robot: Yeah, that guy fixes bots!
Jackhammer: Yeah! That kid can help ya!
Fender: [whispers to Rodney] Pace yourself, you're about to get very popular. [the robots come toward Rodney] Only those with insurance... [the robots stop] Oh, I forgot. Everybody come on.
Zinc: Parts, man! I need parts!
Rodney: You don't look that... [Zinc falls apart] ...bad.
Male Robot: Hey, everybody, spare parts!
[the robots crowd around to take parts from Zinc]
Rodney: Wait a minute, wait a minute! What is wrong with you robots?!
Fender: [wearing Zinc's nose] You should all be ashamed of yourselves!
Rodney: Why do you have two noses?
Fender: One's for showin', one's for blowin'. [Wonderbot angrily smacks Zinc's nose off Fender's nose] Sorry.
Broken-Arm Bot: Hey, could you look at my arm?
Rodney: Nice grip.
Broken-Arm Bot: LIKE IRON!
Tire Bot: I can't get rid of this spare tire!
Lost Mind Bot: I am losing my mind!
Fender: BACK OFF, BACK OFF! He's got his own dreams that won't come true!
Rodney: [sees the upgrade truck with Ratchet's new slogan on it] See a need, fill a need.

Ratchet: [getting his back massaged; moaning] Oh, yeah. I have never felt so relaxed. Say, do you mind giving me a little scratch between the shoulder blades? Ah, there you g... [a giant blade scratches against Ratchet's back] Aah! Easy, tiger. Oh! Hey, take it easy! Hey, what are trying to do, kill... [gets up and finds Madame Gasket] AHHH!!
Madame Gasket: Relax, it's me, your mommy.
Ratchet: How did you get in here?!
Madame Gasket: I came up the air shaft. I know you don't like anybody here to see me. [Ratchet sees Gasket's imprint hole on the air shaft]
Ratchet: Well, what do you want?
Madame Gasket: Someone's fixing them!
Ratchet: What?
Madame Gasket: Someone is repairing outmodes! And they are laughing at you!
Ratchet: Who? And are you sure they're not laughing with me?
Madame Gasket: Yes.
Ratchet: Oh! So what if one crazy fanatic repairs a few outmodes? Who cares?
Madame Gasket: Think. Use those brains I stole for you. Today, it's one. What about tomorrow when everyone gets the idea this is okay? "We can fix ourselves. We don't need upgrades. We want Bigweld." Then what happens to you?!
Ratchet: Okay, okay. Take it easy. We've got to find out who this is and stop him.
Madame Gasket: Not stop him, crush him! Destroy him! And by the way, I brought you a little something for your desk.
[Gasket gives Ratchet a photo of her making a cute face in a heart-shaped frame titled "World's Best Mom"; Ratchet has an unamused look]

[Rodney and Fender arrive dressed as rich robots]
Tim: Uh, can I help you?
Fender: [in a foreign accent] I think maybe you can. This is Count Roderick Von Broken-zipper! Formerly Count Velcro.[Tim stammers] Where are the trumpets?! [Tim stammers some more] We were promised trumpets to announce the Count's arrival! [to Rodney] I'm so sorry, your Grace. Beat me until you're happy. [Rodney slaps Fender on the face] He's happy, and I'm not feeling too bad myself!
Tim: Let me... uh.... You're not on the list.
Fender: We're what?! [to Rodney] Once again. [Rodney slaps Fender again] Thank you. [to Tim] Fine! We will go! You will explain to your superiors why we were not able to attend your little luau, your barn dance, whatever it is! But we're leaving, in a HUFF! [Rodney and Fender start to walk away]
Tim: No-no-no! Please, go right in! In fact, would the Count like to hit me?
Fender: The Count hit you?! The arrogance of some people! I will hit you on his behalf! [hits Tim, knocking him off the booth]
Tim: Thank you, your Grace!

Ratchet: [on the phone] No, no, tell him I'm not here. Tell him anything, just don't let him in!
Bigweld: [charges into his old office] Ratchet! [Ratchet goes into the big chair] I'll come right to the point.
Ratchet: What happened? Run outta dominoes? I'll send you some more.
Bigweld: You're fired!
Ratchet: Fired? On what grounds? This company has never been more profitable.
Bigweld: Profits, schmofits. [throws Ratchet out of the chair] Now, get out!
Ratchet: No! Wait, please! Listen to me! You can't do this to me! This job is my life! It means everything to me! You don't know what I've done to get here. The lies I've told! The lives I've ruined! [realizing what he said] This isn't helping me.
Bigweld: [on the phone] Get me security!
Ratchet: No, please! Can I just make one more heartfelt plea?
Bigweld: Alright, what did you wanna say?
Ratchet: That! [whacks Bigweld on the head with the phone] Oh, my gosh! I'm as crazy as my mother! [Bigweld groans; Ratchet hits him again]

Rodney: Mr. Bigweld! Are you okay?
Bigweld: I'm the prettiest gal at the Harvest Moon Ball!
Rodney: I'll take that as a "no"!

Rodney: This is our moment to shine, and this is what you show that you're really made of!
Fender: In my case, it's a rare metal called "Afraidium." It's yellow, tastes like chicke-n.
[Fender clucks like a chicken and promptly lays an egg]
Fender: [breathlessly] Oh-ooh-ooh! I didn't know I could do that!

Bigweld: Gasket, you're a sick, twisted, evil robot!
Madame Gasket: [in a sing-song voice; fluttering her eyelashes] I try.

Madame Gasket: Who are these losers?
Fender: We, sir-
Madame Gasket: I'm a woman.
Crank: Ouch. [Diesel's eye lenses break]
Fender: [with Scottish accent] We've come to rescue our friend, you evil bucket of bolts! And you will be defeated by the very outmodes that you scorn and detest!
Crank: Yeah, 'cause there's seven of us, and only one of you. [Madame Gasket's minions appear] Uh, whoa, whoa.
Fender: There are seven of us, and... [counts how many minions there are] eight, nine...
Crank: Did you count that one?
Fender: I think so. COULD YOU ALL STOP MOVING AROUND?!? THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING!!! I THINK I COUNTED ONE OF YOU TWICE!!!

Piper: Did I miss the butt-whuppin'?
Everyone: Uh, no.
Crank: Matter of fact, you're a little bit early.

Tin Man: Now I'm sure I've got a heart, because it's aching.
Mufasa, voice chip: [to the Tin Man] Remember who you are.

Taglines[edit]

  • You can shine no matter what you're made of.
  • Why be you, when you can be new?
  • See a need, fill a need.
  • Repair for adventure!
  • The greatest animated comedy ever assembled!

Cast[edit]

External links[edit]

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