Mike the TV: It's Bucket O'Nothing! Surprise your friends, amaze your family, annoy perfect strangers!
Bob: This is bad. This is VERY bad.
Bob: [during Seasons 1 and 2] I come from the Net - through systems, peoples, and cities - to this place: MAINFRAME. My format: Guardian. To mend and defend - to defend my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams, to defend them from - their enemies.
Bob: They say the User lives outside the Net and inputs games for pleasure. No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out. ReBoot!
Phong: The future is not determined by the throw of the dice; it is determined by the conscious decisions of you and me.
Mike the TV: Don't touch that dial, you're tuned to the Commercial Channel! All commercials all the time. An eternity of useless products to rot your skeevy little mind, forever!
Ray Tracer: You blokes look uptight. You should try logging off, it relieves tension.
Matrix: You got a deletion wish?
Megabyte: If it's cat and mouse, Bob, maybe we need some cheese!
Bob: Dot, stay frosty.
Bob: I've got to help the User? Heh, there's a first time for everything.
Enzo: She's too young to end-file, too young to quit without saving!
Enzo: Did you hear that? We've got to score as many points as possible... or we're all... wiped out.
Bob: Don't worry, coach, I will help you win.
Dot: We will help you win.
Binome #1: Yep, you got it, Enzo.
Binome #2: Winning is our format.
Binome #3: Consider it inputted.
Binome #4: No problem.
Bob: Um... there's just one thing...
Bob: What are points?
Enzo: AHHHHHH! We're all going to be nullified!
Bob: Prepare to taste the wrath of my... butterknife?
Tactic: Are you a good user, or a bad user?
Rob Cursor: System... out of danger?
Powerlock: [Frisket snarling] Matrix! It's about time you got here. Call off your mangey mutt.
Matrix: Frisket, Heel!
Rob Cursor: Powerlock. What happened here?
Powerlock: I caught these two trying to crash the system.
Matrix: Hmm? Frisket, sniff!
Matrix: [Frisket starts sniffing the spectrols and then turns his head towards Powerlock and growls] Frisket always had a thing for viruses.
Powerlock: Stop. One more move and the system crashes.
Head Spectrol: No.
[the head spectrol tries in vain to keep Powerlock from crashing the system. A blast goes off cutting the line from door overhead]
Rob Cursor: Matrix watch out... Ooh!
Matrix: Virus it ends... Now!
[Powerlock wails in pain as Matrix shoots him to destroy him]
Rob Cursor: System out of danger?
Rob Cursor: Good. Where I go, I go alone.
Database: He's deleted Slim.
Mike the TV: That smashing come from behind victory was brought to you by soothing 32-bit lotion, because you itch.
Dot: He tasks me and I shall have him.
Spy Binome: The jam is moldy in the kitchen and the rolling rabbit gathers no moss.
Megabyte: What are you talking about?
Captain Capacitor: Shiver me templates!
Bob: I don't think so!
Bob: So much for me being Mr. Save-the-Day.
Dot: We Mainframers stick together.
Enzo Matrix: Here! I'm here! Come and get me!
Hexadecimal: So many moods... so little time...
Mike the TV: Oh! Somebody give me a hug!
Megabyte: I'm glad you find this amusing.
Hexadecimal: Oh, I was just picturing what I will do to you once I am free from your little toy. You have no idea the power you try to control! Chaos will always triumph over order! It is the way of things.
Megabyte: Enough! Breach this firewall with your viral energies or suffer! Your choice.
Enzo Matrix: Okay, big boy... let's party.
Enzo Matrix: One all... this is the decider... come on, Enzo, keep it together... you can do this... you're a guardian, a machine... let's do it!
Enzo Matrix: You can't speak in these things.
Ray Tracer: In all my years as a web surfer I don't think I've ever seen anybody do something so stupid.
Hack: Now you've done it... Megabyte is gonna be mad!
Slash: Ah, what's new? I miss Bob.
Hack: What? You crazy?
Slash: Bob always stopped us before we could do anything really bad... Now, nobody does...
Enzo Matrix: No way... this isn't a game, I did this... and I didn't make myself any smarter... I made everyone else dumber!
Megabyte: Why yes... it is... young Enzo Matrix home from the games... my how you've grown...
[Matrix grabs his gun]
Megabyte: and such toys... does your sister know you're playing with them?
[Matrix aims his gun at Megabyte]
Megabyte: Where's that annoying chatter of yours? Megabreath this and Megabarf that! Why don't you put that gun away, boy, and try fighting like a real sprite?
Bob: You could say that. These two booted into the game and tried to win it by setting off an explosion capable of destroying the planet!
Dot: Bad idea.
Bob: Yes. Especially when you're INSIDE THE PLANET! Why'd you do it?
Kirk Sprite: I had to, mister!
Bob: And all he did was keep saying, "make it so".
Picard Sprite: And "engage"! I said "engage" more times than "make it so" actually.
Cecil: Tea? Earl Grey? Hot? What in the net is that?
AndrAIa: [just after she reboots] Pixelatious! I'm a biker babe.
Bob: You guys are never going to catch me before the wall drops.
Bob: Because you delayed.
[chasing after Bob]
Megabyte: [Megabyte watches Hack and Slash over the Vid Window just before they crash into the game cube wall] They're not going to make it. Blam! Clean up crew. Level 1.
Speccy: We're online!
Matrix: [AndrAIA has walked into a game room holding The User, who looks like Austin Powers] That's The User? What happened to his pants?
AndrAIa: You don't want to know. What do we do to win this one?
Matrix: [cocks his gun "Gun", which has turned into a golden pistol] Gun: targeting.
The User: [á la Austin Powers] Huh?... karma, don't fail me now!
Game Voice: [outside view of the game cube]
["bang" sound effect]
Game Voice: Game Over.
[a Vid-Window of Megabyte opens behind Hack and Slash]
Megabyte: Hack! Slash!
Slash: [to Hack] He means us.
Hack: Ah, you rang, your hugeness?
Slash: All ready and waiting, oh evil one! Oh!
Slash: Did I say "evil"?
Hack: Oh, what a giveaway.
Slash: I said "evil" once but I think I got away with it.
Hack: *Three* times!
Hack: You said it *three* times!
Slash: What, "evil"?
Hack: That's four!
Slash: Oh, I hate that.
Matrix: I live in the games. I search through systems, peoples, and cities for this place. Mainframe. My home. My format? I have no format. I am a renegade, lost on the Net. ReBoot!
Matrix: I come from the Net. I've searched through systems, peoples, and cities for this sprite. Bob. My friend. My format? I have no format. I am a renegade, lost in the Web.
Mike the TV: Free, for only 99, 99, 99!
Megabyte: You're all mine now.
Game Warner: Warning: incoming game. Warning: incoming game.
Algernon: Crikey, Binky, I think we've bought it!
Binky: Again, sir?