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[chanting excitedly] Muffins! Muffins! Muffins!
Get a grip, people! You can't eat those muffins! They could be poisonous, or bombs, or-or poisonous bombs!
Kitty may be right. You better let me eat all the muffins just to be safe. It's what heroes do. [rips off his black shirt, revealing a blue muffin shirt]
[Kitty is about to have lunch in her cubicle when she sees all the other agents glaring angrily at her for blowing up their muffins as they pass by]
NAgent Nutz
What are you having for lunch today, Kitty?
[holds up an anchovy sandwich; smiling] Anchovies.
NAgent Nutz
[blasts a hole through it with his blaster] I was gonna have muffin. NOW WE'RE EVEN! [storms off in anger as Kitty's sandwich disintegrates]
Anchovies? He kinda did you a favor.
[chanting] Snaptrap rules! Snaptrap rules!
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[chanting] Snaptrap rules! Snaptrap rules! [Kitty shows up and they all scream in fear at her]
You're not going to take away our yogurt like you took away our muffins and sunshine, are you mean lady?
[looks at all the other people, all quivering in fear] No, Little Chipmunk Girl. Your yogurt is safe.
Hey, mean lady, where are you going?
[walks to the mall's exit in disappointment] I guess Snaptrap really has changed. My instincts aren't as good as I thought. I'm going home before I ruin anyone else's day.
[blocks her way] Kitty, wait. Don't be so hard on yourself. You were just trying to protect everyone in your own super-violent, pushy, misguided, heartless.. I forgot my point.
[Suddenly, all the entrances close abruptly, trapping everyone inside the mall, and leaving Dudley outside]
[on monitors] It is I, Verminious Snaptrap! And guess what? [rips off his tuxedo] I never really changed! I'M STILL EVIL! And now that I've trapped you all inside Snappy Town, I'm gonna blast you into the sun! And make you pay for your yogurt. [laughs evilly]
[Everyone screams in panic]
Ah-ha! I was right about Snaptrap all along! I gotta do a little gloating dance. [pulls out pom-poms and shakes them around, gloating] Go Kitty, good instincts, you are awesome!
Uh, boss, you're still in the mall.
Darn it! Larry, you forgot to put "Leave the mall" on my To Do list! Is there a shark tank in this mall?
No. But, there's a cockroach in the dirty bathroom.
Larry, go stand in the dirty bathroom!
[Larry dreadfully obeys]
I can't believe Snaptrap was lying! That means those bathroom floors weren't as clean as he said they were!
Chief, I've analyzed a… [stutters] blueprint of the mall. The bad news is, there's absolutely no way to stop the mall from hurdling toward the sun.
Hmm… What's the good news?
The food court's open till 9.
Keswick, give me that blueprint.
I'm gonna get Dudley to hurl us even faster toward the sun.
What's your backup plan, Kitty?
Dudley, there's a giant fuel tank on the bottom of the mall. If you blast it with a rocket at exactly the right time, the explosion should accelerate us into the sun's orbit and slingshot us back to Earth.
Keswick, will that actually work?
Trust her, guys. She's got good instincts.
MPMall Patron Rabbit
Are you crazy?! She blew up my muffin!
MPMall Patron Elephant
She ruined my day at the beach!
MPMall Patron Cat
She glued my cousin Francis to a moving train!
MPMall Patron Cat
Oh, sorry. I thought we were just yelling stuff.
What's the temperature, Keswick?
112 degrees, sir. [his clothes burn off, only leaving him in his underwear] Perfectly… [stutters] survivable, unless you're made of soap.
[as Vivian melts] NO! Vivian! Now you'll never realize your dream of living in a fancy hotel men's room!
[aiming a net shooter at him] Cheer up, Snaptrap. Once you're back in jail, you'll have plenty of time to make another soap friend.
Think again, hater of muffins and sunshine! Get her, boys!
[sitting in a water fountain with Larry, trying to cool off from the heat] It's too hot, boss.
I get the glasses, you get the pretzel.
No I want, the glasses, the pretzel is stale.
[They both start hitting each other and the sunglasses snap apart]
You broke the sunglasses! WHY, MEAN LADY?! WHY?!?
Yuck! My mom packed me pimento loaf again. [to Ollie, threatening to trade with him] Trade with me or perish! [takes a bite of the sandwich] Oh, this is delicious! What is it?
[hesitantly] Grilled cheese on cheese bread.
What?! [shrieks] I'm horribly allergic to cheese! [swells up]
Ha! A rat that's allergic to cheese! [he, Ollie, and Bad Dog all laugh]
[bangs his fist on the table] SILENCE! I'm aware of the irony.