Ewan McGregor credited as playing...
Rodney Copperbottom
- Fender: You consider me a friend?
- Rodney Copperbottom: Sure. What else would I consider you?
- Fender: I don't know. An embarrassment? A way to rebel against your parents? A desperate cry for help? The list is endless.
- Rodney Copperbottom: If anything goes wrong, we'll signal each other.
- Fender: What kind of signal would you want? You want something kind of subtle, like...
- [Whispers gibberish]
- Fender: Or...
- [Barks loudly like a seal]
- Fender: Oh, how about this?
- Fender: [Very loudly] Caw-caw! Caw-caw! R-R-R-R-R-Ricola!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Subtle.
- Rodney Copperbottom: Hey Fender.
- [Rodney does arm farts]
- Fender: Yeah Baby, let 'er rip!
- [Rodney and Fender are doing arm farts]
- Crank: What are you guys, 3 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...
- [does BIG farts; Everyone is grossed out]
- Piper: Aunt Fanny, we were using our arms!
- Crank: Ugh, light a match!
- Lamppost: Lady... please... see a doctor...
- Lamppost: [the lamppost passes out]
- Rodney Copperbottom: This is our moment to shine, to show them what we're made of.
- Fender: In my case it's a rare metal called afraidium. It's yellow, tastes like chicken... Buck-ah!
- [lays an egg]
- Fender: Whoa! Didn't know I could do that!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Mr. Bigweld, are you okay?
- Bigweld: I'm the prettiest girl at the Harvest Moon Ball.
- Rodney Copperbottom: I'll take that as a no.
- Rodney Copperbottom: Something's wrong. There's some-some highly polished jerk sitting in Bigweld's chair!
- Tim the Gate Guard: Yeah, and you're sitting on the sidewalk, magentized!
- Tim the Gate Guard: [laughs]
- Rodney Copperbottom: Crank, the idol of millions is gone, and no one seems to care. There should be an angry mob out there.
- [angry mob runs past the window]
- Fender: [Fender, Rodney and the others go out to investigate the mob] Wow! That was great, psychic friend! Now say, "Money should be falling from the sky."
- Rodney Copperbottom: [as the dominoes are falling in Bigweld's workshop] This is more elaborate than the TV show.
- Rodney Copperbottom: But I don't want my picture taken.
- Fender: You don't?
- Rodney Copperbottom: No.
- Fender: That's okay, there's no film in the camera.
- Fender: [Fender's head has just detatched from his body] Happy now!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Not until you give me back my foot, you mugger!
- Fender: I am not a mugger! I happen to beeeeeeeeee...
- [Fender's head falls over]
- Fender: ...a scrounger!
- Piper: Did I miss the butt wuppin'?
- Crank, Fender, Rodney Copperbottom, Lug, Cappy: [surrounded by menacing machines, everyone freezes, staring at her and then move again] No.
- Crank: Actually, you're a little early.
- Piper: [the rest of the wall falls down, revealing an army of outmoded robots behind her, chanting "Rodney! Rodney! Rodney!"] Then let's get started!
- Fender: Testify, sister!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Charge!
- Piper: Come on!
- [All the bots move in to attack]
- Fender: Oh, no!
- Rodney Copperbottom: What?
- Fender: We're going off the track! We're going to crash! I don't want to die!
- [the sphere they are riding free falls and both scream; then the sphere lands in a catapult]
- Fender: [laughing] I was just kidding! Put your head between your legs.
- Aunt Fanny: And what's your name?
- Rodney Copperbottom: [is mesmerized by her large derriere] I'm Rodney Bigbottom.
- [beat]
- Rodney Copperbottom: No, I mean - I'm Rodney Copperbottom! Copperbottom.
- Fender: [takes a picture of Rodney] Perfect! That'll be 50 bucks.
- Rodney Copperbottom: For what?
- Fender: A beautiful picture of your first moment in Robot City.
- [takes another picture]
- Fender: There, I've captured your second moment. That's another 50 dollars.
- [keeeps on taking photos]
- Fender: loving it. Loving looving it
- Rodney Copperbottom: I don't want my picture taken?
- Fender: You don't
- Rodney Copperbottom: No
- Fender: That's okay. Theres no film in the camera. Would you like to purchase a map of the stars homes
- [realizes he's gone]
- Fender: hey where did he go
- Forge: Parts, man! I need parts!
- Rodney Copperbottom: You don't look that...
- [Forge falls apart]
- Rodney Copperbottom: ... bad?
- Bigweld: Kid, if you're going to fight, I'm going in with you.
- Rodney Copperbottom: You... you are?
- Bigweld: Hey, who's the dame with the sweet keister?
- Rodney Copperbottom: But why?
- Bigweld: I don't know. I'm a big guy, and I like women with a large...
- Rodney Copperbottom: No, no. Why are you going to help us?
- Bigweld: Oh. Because, I want to grow up to be like you.
- Fender: Hey, guys! The sweepers! They're rounding up all the outmodes! Not them, us! And you'll never guess who's behind it all!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Ratchet.
- Fender: Go on, guess. Come on, I ran all this way in cha-cha heels! Go ahead, take a stab!
- Rodney Copperbottom: Ratchet!
- Fender: Ratchet!