[Goku screaming endlessly] [Chi-Chi reading the above]
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KRILLIN: AAAGH...!
PICCOLO: AARGH...!
VEGETA: ERRGH...!
"ANDROID" 17: Hmph...
KRILLIN: ...So does this mean they're on our side--?
TRUNKS: YAAAAAAAAH!!
KRILLIN: AAAAGH!! TRUNKS: YAAAAAAAAH!!
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KRILLIN: Well, that settles that. You're *definitely* Vegeta's kid.
VEGETA: So, you done throwing a hissy fit?
TRUNKS: At least I did something instead of just standing there, staring at them!
KRILLIN: We do do that a lot!
TRUNKS: What? They're still alive?!
But that was my strongest blast...
VEGETA: So you just *assumed* they were destroyed, then?
KRILLIN [off-screen]: We do that a lot, too!
VEGETA: Besides, what exactly changed from you in the future and now?
TRUNKS: More than I thought; less than you'd think.
17: Man, Mystery Kid up there sure is cranky. I think someone needs a nap.
"ANDROID" 18: Whatever.
Let's just pop this bad boy open.
{BEEP} Let's just pop this bad boy open.
POD: Initializing update 1 of 1432--
18: Yeah, screw that.
17: Man, you are a tall bastard.
So, fire-crotch, what's your name?
ANDROID ??: I am designated as Android 16.
17: What are the odds?
18: The old man did always have a one-track mind.
What's your deal?
ANDROID 16: I am programmed with the sole purpose of murdering Son Goku.
18: See? This is what I'm talking about.
17: I'm glad I killed him.
16: You killed Son Goku?
17: No; Doctor Gero.
16: Oh.
...May we go and murder Son Goku?
17: Well, ain't got nothin' better to do.
18: So, if the name of the game is, "Kill Son Goku"...
17: Let's play.
Hey, we should grab us a car.
18: The hell do we need a car?
17: Because I want one.
VEGETA: Are... Are they flying away?!
*Get back here*! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF *BEING IGNORED*!
TIEN: I *wish* we could ignore you.
VEGETA: RARRGH!
TRUNKS: No, Dad, stop!
VEGETA: Are we *really* doing this again?
TRUNKS: I wish you'd understand. There's no way we can fight them without Goku!
VEGETA: And I wish YOU'D understand who you're talking to!
*I am Vegeta*!
Why would I ever need that gibbering fool's help?!
TRUNKS: Because you're not as *strong* as--!
(Wheeze)
KRILLIN: You pushed the Goku button.
You shouldn't'a did that.
GOKU: (Screaming endlessly)
YAMCHA: Uh, Chi-Chi? You might wanna come in here!
CHI-CHI: Sorry, hun, cooking up a storm in here!
YAMCHA: This is looking kinda bad!
He's screaming up a lot of blood.
CHI-CHI: I'll make sure there's plenty of iron and protein in the meal!
YAMCHA: And I can't really remember the last time he inhaled.
And while that's sort of impressive, I don't think it's healthy.
Goku doesn't have a ton of brain cells to work with as it is.
CHI-CHI: Look, to be honest, it's just nice to have him in the house for a change.
GOKU: (Stops screaming)
(Deep inhalation)
YAMCHA: Oh good, he took a br--
GOKU: (Screaming endlessly)
17: Alright, here's my idea:
First car that comes our way? We... appropriate it.
18: Ugh, and all the way out here in the boonies.
It's probably gonna be a semi.
17: (Gasp) Oh, I hope it's a truck!
What do you think, Sixteen?
16: Will it assist us in murdering Son Goku?
17: I dunno, I guess you could hit him pretty hard with it.
16: Then I, too, hope it is a truck.
VEGETA: Well, well, well...
If it isn't Faggoty Andy and On-The-Raggedy Ann.
18: ...I'm going to break his arm.
17: Kinda proving his point, ain't ya, sis?
18: Shut up, Ann.
VEGETA: So, which of you children wants to tangle with the Saiyan elite?
17: Neh, I dunno. How 'bout you, Sixteen?
16: No. He is not Goku.
17: Man, we need to get you a hobby.
16: Acquiring hobby.
Hmm...
17: Well then, Eighteen, guess he's all yours. I'm on car watching duty.
18: Oh, thanks. Make me fight the troll doll.
VEGETA: So ladies first, then?
Well, just to warn you - I'm not afraid to hit a woman.
18: That's fine. Neither am I.
[Birds chirping]
16: Aww...
17: Hey, so, was Vegeta always blonde, or...
16: The birds flew away.
17: Oh yeah?
16: I *liked* the birds.
17: Good for you, man.
VEGETA: Raagh!
Ha! First blood.
You may as well give up now, an--
God damn it, I was kidding!
[Thump, thump!]
CLEM: Huh?
MITCH [o-s]: What is it, Clem?
CLEM: Well, you ain't gonna believe this...
A couple a' Europeans are fightin' on top of the truck!
MITCH [o-s]: Huh. That IS weird.
...You know what also's weird?
(Laughter) CLEM [o-s]: Aw, dammit Mitch, put that away!
TRUNKS: 'I can't believe he's taking them on alone!'
'He has no idea the kind of destructive force they pack!'
'The Androids are humanity's greatest threat!'
DRIVER 1: AAAAH--!
18: (Laughter)
VEGETA: Raargh!
DRIVER 2: AAAAH--!
DRIVER 3: Aaaah--!
VEGETA: I will kill as many people as I have to as long as you are one of them!
17: Oh hey, Eighteen, you're back!
No cars yet.
18: You know there *is* a freeway over there, right?
17: Oh I know. This is just funner.
VEGETA: So Android, are you done running?
18: I dunno. Is your mouth?
VEGETA: Well aren't you f*cking clever.
But wait! I have a retort.
[Truck horn]
17: Aw *yeah*! A tru--!
...Aw... *dick*...!
18: Be honest... is this just a short guy thing?
VEGETA: You talk a lot of shit for a washing machine.
And no, I'm not just saying that 'cause you're an Android.
I'm saying it because you're a wom--
BAGH! HARGH!
Tcchh...!
Hrrrrrrr...!
You know what? Just for that...
*I'm not gonna take it easy on you any m*--
*AAGH*!
17: Hm.
TRUNKS: Father, are you in there?!
VEGETA [o-s]: Did anyone get the number of that *bitch*...?
18: Eighteen.
VEGETA [o-s]: Thank you...
KRILLIN: You okay in there, Vegeta?
VEGETA [o-s]: Eat a dick!
KRILLIN: Oh okay, he's fine.
17: Oh hey, Vegeta's little pals showed up.
How 'bout it, Sixteen? Wanna go knock some heads?
16: No.
17: Whatever, man.
TRUNKS: Father! Oh, thank God you're still alive.
We have to get out of here now!
VEGETA: Are you kidding me? I have her right where I want her!
TRUNKS: Do you... live in your own little world??
VEGETA: Yes. But unfortunately, I have to share it with all of you.
17: Actually, Vegeta, you don't have to share at all.
You two seem like you're having fun, so I'd hate to have to interrupt,
but if any of you decide to jump in and help MC Widow's Peak over there,
I will personally introduce you to the ground.
And trust me, your relationship will be intimate.
PICCOLO: Yeah, not exactly in a rush to help out Vegeta.
I mean, maybe if it were Goku...
16 [o-s]: Did he say Goku?
17: Calm down Sixteen, he's not here.
16 [o-s]: But I heard him mention Goku!
17: Just focus on your birds, buddy.
16 [o-s]: Acquiring birds.
17: He likes birds now.
VEGETA: Can we stop talking about Kakarot for just a MINUTE?!
I mean, for God's sakes, he's never even around!
PICCOLO: Sad thing is, he's not exactly wrong.
VEGETA: Now if you'd like to continue this fight, I can finally get around to disassembling you!
You smug c**t.
[Shocked silence (save for Vegeta's SSJ aura)]
18: (Sigh)
...Yup.
VEGETA: Let's see how you handle THIS!
Does that ruffle you, Android?
18: Well, you've managed to destroy my favorite, slash, only jacket, and ruin my leggings.
So, yeah. "Ruffled's" a good word.
VEGETA: Well, that was only a taste of my power.
Now experience, my
Now experience, my SUPER
Now experience, my SUPER SAIYAN
Now experience, my SUPER SAIYAN WRA--!
Gahyehg!
Gahyehg! D'ah!
Gahyehg! D'ah! D'urgh!
Gahyehg! D'ah! D'urgh! Aghk!
Gahyehg! D'ah! D'urgh! Aghk! AAAAAAAGH--!
(Gurgling)
18: How quickly bravado goes out the window when you're flat on your ass.
VEGETA: Hurrgh, urgh... 18: How quickly bravado goes out the window when you're flat on your ass.
That's pretty sad.
VEGETA: Harrgh!
Sad for YOOOOUUU--!!
[Echo #1] YOOOOUUU...!!
[Echo #2] YOOOOUUU...!!
[Echo #3] YOOOOUUU...!!
(Squealing)
(Cracking)
...FUUU--!!!
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GOKU: (Screaming endlessly)
YAMCHA: ...49,
YAMCHA: ...49, 50,
YAMCHA: ...49, 50, 51,
YAMCHA: ...49, 50, 51, 52,
YAMCHA: ...49, 50, 51, 52, 5--
GOKU: (Stops screaming)
YAMCHA: Damn, so close to a new record!
CHI-CHI [o-s]: How's he doing in there?
YAMCHA: He's doin' fine--
GOKU: (Screaming endlessly)
YAMCHA: HE'S DOIN' FINE!
...4,
...4, 5,
...4, 5, 6...
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