Throttle quotes from Biker Mice from Mars

Ah, this is living! Nothing to do but rockin' and rollin' and racin' through the cosmos! Yep! We got absolutely no...[ship is attacked by Plutarkians]...problem?

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Throttle

Hold it up. [all three stop] Listen to this. [revs his engine]] Oh! Dang! Busted gyro!

No sweat, sweetheart. We find us a cycle parts shop and I'll have it fixed for you pronto.

I don't know. We've been all around these streets and I haven't seen a repair pit yet.

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Throttle

You guys take Limburger's goon squad! I'll handle the big fella!

[They drive off and split up as planned. Modo fires a pair of missiles at a thug, knocking him off his buggy and into a trash can]

What a flat-head!

[Another goon follows Modo into an alley.]

GGoon

Looks like I cornered me a big fat rat!

[Modo's eye glows.]

RATS to you, pal! [He fires a blast of his arm cannon at the goon's buggy.]

[Several other goons chase Vinnie down the main streets of Chicago.]

It's been real, sweethearts, but now, it's time for lights out! [He grabs a flare and throws it at two of the goons. The resulting explosion knocks them out.] Yes! Double play!

[The Exterminator continues to chase Throttle until they come to a factory building.]

Throttle

Come and get me, tin man!

EExterminator

End of the road, rodent!

[They go into the building. Throttle catches the Exterminator off guard as he goes up a wooden ramp and into a pit of boiling chocolate. He starts to sink.]

EExterminator

I'll be back!

Throttle

Yeah? Well, don't forget to write!

[Throttle watches the Exterminator sink.]

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[The Mice have just witnessed their spaceship, still hanging from the Chicago Nubs scoreboard, fall completely inside.]

Throttle

[bangs his hand to his head] Oh! Typical! Just great!

Well, if you're stuck here on Earth, this place will make as good a hideout as any.

Throttle

What? Here? In the scoreboard?!

Why not? Limburger and his grease goons would never think to look for you here!

[The Mice confer with one another and approve it.]

Well, now that we've got the bachelor pad thing together, what do you say we grab a little chow?

I know a great cheese shop downtown!

[The Mice groan in disgust.]

What do you think we are anyway?

Uh, mice!

I was thinking maybe a few root beers. A couple of dogs...

Throttle

Okay, group, then let's...

I got this one, sweetheart! [He tail-whips Charley onto his bike.] Okay, you mammajammers! Let's ROCK...

AAll

...and RIDE!

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[The Mice have just saved the orphan children from the storm caused by the Weathermesiter.]

Well, it looks like the storm's over.

Throttle

For now.

You little tikes okay?

GGirl

Yeah, we're okay, but our house is all smashed down, and it's almost Christmas.

[sheds a tear] Dang! It's just like that old movie!

Throttle

Easy Big Fella.

Come on!, Someone Fat!, Smelly! and Ugly is gonna pay for this!.

Throttle

You said a Mouthful, Vincent.

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[Limburger's top part of his tower is now functioning as the new home for the oprhan kids and Christmas decorations are on top of it, and all three mice are dressed up in Santa costumes.]

TToby

Gee. How'd you ever get us this great new house, Santa Throttle?

Throttle

Well, Toby, let's just say it was a contribution from a big man in the business world.

Anyway, litte dogies, 'twas the night before Christmas...

Throttle

...and all through the house...

...not a creature was stirring...

BMBiker Mice

...EXCEPT FOR THE MICE! [They start to cheer as Vinnie laughs, Throttle whistles, and Modo shouts, "Party!" The camera zooms in on Limburger, Karbunkle, and the Weathermeister who are hanging by a thread from the weather plane which is stuck on the roof.]

[after a snowflake hits his face] BAH, HUMBUG! [blows snowflake off as episode ends]

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[Explosions can be seen as Limburger is working on his new plaza. Limburger is watching from his office.]

Ah, urban renewal! Soon this whole area will become my new multi-million dollar industry's mega-plaza. [He looks at a map.] From this central plaza my delirious holding shall expand worldwide. Strip-mining in San Francisco. Clear-cutting in Cincinnati. Demolition in Detroit!

[A laser from Vinnie's bike hits Limburger's map.]

Hey, sewage breath!

WHAT?

[Limburger sees the Mice are on top of another building.]

Throttle

We felt you were being a bit hasty with your new project.

Yeah, so we thought we'd help out by moving some of your explosive around.

[He gestures towards the bottom of the Limburger tower, which has dynamite by it that proceeds to explode and start the tower's gradual downfall.]

Oh, my! AAAAAH!

[He grabs on to a windowseil and hangs on for dear life.]

Ha! Get a grip, stink face!

Yeah! This is what they call a "clutch play!"

[The Mice laugh.]

Crack wise all you wish, you cratinous creatures! But I shall indeed have the last laugh, for I observe you have overlooked one of my explosive charges!

[The Mice look down and see the building they are standing on top of has dynamite around it. Fred the Mutant is setting up the dynamite.]

FFred

Oh, boy! It's like my birthday every day! [laughs]

[Limburger laughs before realizing he's let go of the windowseil. He struggles to grab it again but eventually does. Modo is in shock.]

Uh-oh!

Guess this blows our plan, eh, bros?

[The Mice run to their bikes.]

FFred

[laughs as he gets ready to push the dynamite activator down] Make a wish! WHOOPEE!

[Fred pushes down the activator and the explosion starts to demolish the building. Limburger smiles.]

So glad I could hang around to witness your downfall, Biker Mice!

Punch it, bros!

[The Mice rev up their engines.]

Turnabout is, after all, fair play!

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[The Mice just got out of the now-demolished building and Vinnie, having door-surfed, is proud of himself.]

YEAH! Some pretty studdly moves there!

Well, that's mighty nice of you to say that, Vinnie!

Not you, bro! I was talking about ME!

Throttle

What a surprise!

Yeah, you're always talking about you, but you know, we do some pretty cool stuff, too, you know.

Well, yeah, but...

Throttle

That's right, big fella! We're not just "hanging around!"

YOU WRETCHED RODENTS!

Throttle

[laughs] Speaking of "hanging around..."

HOW DARE YOU ESCAPE CERTAIN DESTRUCTION...AGAIN!

[Limburger's pants suddenly rip.]

My!

[He turns and sees his underwear, red with pictures of cheese on it, is showing. The Mice don't see it and continue to taunt him as they load up their weapons.]

Sorry to let you down, cheese fin...

Throttle

...but speaking of "let down..."

It's time you felt the gravity of the situation!

[They aim their missles at the tower.]

Please! No! Not like this!

[The Mice fire their missles.]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[The Mice drive off as the tower collapses.]

Like I said, we do some pretty good work!

[The Mice high-five each other as they ride back to Quigley Field.]

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Well, you know, Julian Prison has announced that they're looking for more prison guards.

Moi? In a prison guard uniform? Sweetheart, drab is not my color!

Not you! I meant me!

You? A prison guard? [chuckles] Cute! Lock me up and throw away the key!

I know I've been tempted at times.

Throttle

No, no, I don't think so. It's too dangerous, Charley. We'll handle it.

What? Locking up Vinnie?

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So, we gonna blast our way in?

Throttle

Nah, it's not the best of ideas, big fella. I mean, that's government property. We gotta play this one by the book.

By the book, eh? Well, then, it's simple. We get ourselves in trouble, let the police nail us, and whammo! It's a free ride into Limburger's fat lap!

Yeah! Once we're inside, we can figure out a way to sneak the bikes in.

Throttle

Hmm, it's risky.

Difficult.

And dangerous.

AH HA HA HA OOOH! SOUNDS LIKE LIFE AS I LOVE IT!

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Throttle

[sarcastically] Oh, no, bros, look! Red light!

Looks like we've run out of running room.

Oooh, we're trapped like ra--

[Modo glares at him, eye glowing threateningly]

Uh, mice. [chuckles nervously] Mice.

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[Throttle has just noticed the explosions coming from Rump's tower.]

Throttle

I guess old moneybags has finally worn out, bros.

Yeah, this is something I need front row seats for.

I wouldn't miss this for all the hot dogs at Quigley Field!

[They drive up to the tower and notice it's totaled.]

Throttle

[whistles] Looks like Rump's crib is totaled! [chuckles] I guess that's going to shave his hiney butt good!

Hey, guys! There he is!

[Rump walks out of the tower with the Regenerator all black from the explosion, and has lost his memory.]

At least I think that's him.

Oh, loving the new look! Very Martian eye for the slimy guy!

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Throttle

Whoa, whoa, Vincent! That's the second...no, no...third street sign you've wasted this week! I'm calling a 2 root beer penalty!

ME? What makes you think it was yours truly? It could've been you, you know.

I'm pretty sure it was you, bro.

How come I'm always the first to get sought with the blame? You guys sure know how to buzz-kill a nice Sunday morning joyride!

Throttle

Well, you'd better consider getting over it, amigo!

'Cuz the real fun's about to begin! Heh! The Bridge to Nowhere! Chicago's very own monument of port-barrell politics.

Oh, and the baddest motorcycle jump on this side of the RAD STATES!

Throttle

Push 'em into high gear, bros. Last one across is a rancid cheese!

And whatever you do, don't look down!

[They go off the jump.]

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BMBiker Mice

Let's rock...and RIDE!

Throttle

Time to rock 'em and sock 'em!

Let's rock 'em 'til we drop 'em!