"What are you doing with that Remote, Spaceman? I suggest you put it down, it's not a toy for children."
"Robot, what are you doing? I am your creator. WTF?"
"Hey now, buddy, can't we work this out?"
"Oh, man, I'm totally dead."
"Wow, Gold Leader. Looks like the Mooninite King LOST HIS HEAD."
"That's right, Black Leader. In fact, you might say that THE POWER WENT TO HIS HEAD."
"Indeed. Actually, you might say that HIS HEAD WAS SMASHED BY A ROBOT."
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"And now the robot is deactivated for good. This scrap of metal won't bother us again."
"Hi-Five, Pal. It's another victory for NASA."
"Indeed it is, Black Leader. Indeed it is."
