- Wingspan: Beat it, Counterpunch! We don't need your help!
- Counterpunch: Fine. You deal with my Autobot counterpart. I've heard he's nearby.
- [ducks around the corner, transforms to Punch]
- Punch: ...Real nearby.
- Kup: Prepare for crash landing!
- Pointblank: How? By thinking good thoughts?
- Pointblank: That would help!
- Kup: It might give us the edge if the Decepticons did return.
- Crosshairs: That's not gonna happen!
- Optimus Prime: Kup! Highbrow! The Decepticons are heading your way!
- Kup: How many of 'em, Prime?
- Optimus Prime: All of them!
- Crosshairs: 'Course, I have been wrong on one or two occasions.
- Kup: Ya know, this reminds me of the time my platoon was stranded on Regulon IV. There we were, only 700 of us against three whole Regulon metalmongers.
- Hot Rod: Seven hundred of you? Against three of them? Ah c'mon, Kup.
- Kup: You've ever seen a Regulon metalmonger, lad?
- Hot Rod: Uhhh... No.
- Kup: Trust me. We were outnumbered.