Alright, boys. Line up! [the robo-bulldogs line up] I'm ready, puppies. Give!
[All robo-bulldogs open their mouths. Nimnul takes out a remote and presses a button that makes giant mechanical arms move. The arms pull all the cats out of robo-bulldogs and put them in cages]
Good doggies! Nice puppies! [sees a badly damaged robot] Ohh! My poor puppy. Did ums get an owie? Professor Nimnul will make it all better. [looks inside the robot] But first give dadums nasty kittens. [notices there are no cats] Seems a bit too roomy in here. [yells] WHERE ARE MY CATS, YOU NINCOM-- [kicks the robot with his foot, but stubs his toe and jumps in pain. The other robots laugh, but stop after a while] I don't like being laughed at. I offered those fools at the power company a revolutionary source of cheap power and they laughed! [smacks the two robots with a wrench, making them fall unconscious] But they will be sorry. The police have my demands, this time I will do the laughing! [laughs evilly]