Marty: “There you go, Courierbot, all finished!”

Courierbot: “Wow! Thanks Marty, I feel like a new robot!”

Marty: “I may be a simple medieval blacksmith, but I do know a thing or two about building an old-fashioned rocket sled.”

Applepig: “Oink.”

Marty: “It is a pretty wicked spoiler, if I do say so myself.”

Panicbot: “Marty! Oh my god! Holy fuck! Oh my holy fucking fuck!”

Marty: “If this is about how you can totally see the Mysterious Shadowy Figure from last episode up there in the corner of the frame, just ignore him. That’s ‘off-stage’.”

Panicbot: “No, it’s worse than that! It’s about a hundred million billion times worse! WE ARE TOTALLY BONED!”

Marty: “I am going to invent some kind of robot pill, so you can take one.”