“Super Namekian”

Vegeta: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

Krillin: Holy crap...! Okay, things are looking a bit dicey, but--

Vegeta: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

Trunks: FATHER!

Krillin: Okay! Okay, Trunks can handle this! I mean, that sword cut Freeza in ha--

Krillin: ...*Ohhh no*...!

Android 17: Hey, bright eyes!

Trunks: Huh?!

Trunks: F'AAGH! G'WAGH!

Krillin: Okay, we need a plan. We need to--

Piccolo: Raaargh...!

Tien: Raaargh...!

Krillin: RUN AWAY! Oh, my God!

Android 17: What did I tell them...?

Piccolo: D'aargh!

Android 17: So if you can explain to me in one sentence why you thought this was a good idea, I might just let you go.

Tien: (Choking)

Android 17: Yeah, see, I don't get it either.

Vegeta: If you think breaking my arm was enough to defeat me, Android... I'll show you how wrong yo--

Vegeta: GAH! GODdammit, woman, would you let me finish a goddamn senten--

Vegeta: uwah--!

Trunks: (Pained grunts)

Vegeta: (Pained grunts)

Krillin: See? This shit right here? This is why we don't group up.

Krillin: I'm just gonna do what we usually do and wait for Goku.

Krillin: AH-UUH!

Krillin: I... uh...

Krillin: Quack...?

Android 16: Hmm...

Android 16: Hello, bird. What is your name?

Android 16: Toriyama?

Android 16: I would love to see your dinosaur!

Android 16: It does what!?

Piccolo: Urh, urrgh...

Nail: 'Hey, uhhh, you okay down there?'

Piccolo: 'Uh, yeah, what did I miss?'

Nail: 'Well, both the Saiyans are down, one of the bald guys is getting choked out and the other one is quacking.'

Krillin: Quack!

Piccolo: 'Alright. I've got this!'

Nail: 'Whoa-oh! No you *don't*!'

Piccolo: 'You wanna bet!?'

Nail: 'Not really!'

Piccolo: Raaargh!

Piccolo: UWRARGH!

Piccolo: AAGH...!

Nail: 'Alright, so what do I win?'

Nail: 'Hello...?'

Vegeta: Hurrgh...

Vegeta: hurr--ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!

Vegeta: B'aryegh...!

Vegeta: Ughhhh, why do I yell things...?

Android 18: 'Ey, so, who's got two broken arms, and is a total bitch?

Vegeta: You stupid bint... you only broke one of my ar--

Vegeta: (Squealing)

Android 18: This guy!

Android 17: Huh. That's cool; he can turn off the blond.

Android 18: Yeah! And unlike you, he doesn't need a bottle.

Android 17: You're just mad 'cause I wore it better.

Android 18: If, by "wore it better", you mean people kept mistaking you for me.

Android 17: I'm sorry, does that make me girlish, or you manish?

Android 18: Hah, that's hilarious. You talk like he fights.

Krillin: Uhm.

Krillin: 'Why do I do things...?'

Krillin: Okay, now listen. I believe, that if we were to come to blows, I would, uh... ...come up short.

Krillin: No pun intended.

Android 18: Heh, he's funny.

Android 17: Roll it back, pint sized, we're not gonna fight you. You're about as threatening as a Cocker Spaniel.

Krillin: You bring up a fantastic point! So I shall continue to stand here and do nothing!

Android 18: Sounds good! We're gonna go kill Goku.

Krillin: I...! Gh...! Mmrm...!

Krillin: Rrragh-- dammit, you can't kill Goku!

Android 17: Yeah... Pretty sure we can.

Krillin: Okay, but you shouldn't!

Android 16: He makes a fair point.

Android 16: But I insist we still kill Son Goku, on the grounds that I want to.

Android 17: Well, you heard the man-droid! Hands are tied.

Krillin: If... that's your answer, then I... will... ...be forced to stop you!

Android 18: Hehe, that's cute.

Android 18: You're cute.

Android 18: Have fun living to *not* fight another day!

Krillin: Ahhh... ahhh...

Android 17: The hell was that? You got a thing for dwarves now?

Android 18: What if I do? Societal definitions of beauty are BS anyway.

Android 17: Look, if this is about pissing off Mom 'n' Dad, you could just date a black guy.

Android 18: Oh, my God.

Android 17: Oh. Right. They're dead.

Android 18: Oh, my God!

Krillin: Wow.

Krillin: 'Oh man, I gotta tell everybody! But first; Dr. Senzu Bean!'

Krillin: Huh? The hell happened? I had, like, fifteen of these! Oh well, should be enough.

Krillin: Man, they are NOT gonna believe this!

Tien: I *don't* believe you.

Trunks: I *can't* believe you.

Piccolo: I don't care.

Krillin: Dang it. What about you, Vegeta?

Vegeta: RAGHHHHHH!!!

Krillin: See? He believes me... ...and he's *jealous*!

Trunks: Damn it, not again!

Piccolo: Trunks.

Trunks: Huh?

Piccolo: Just give it up.

Trunks: Urgh...

Trunks: Mom said that he was stubborn, but this is just asinine.

Piccolo: Yeah, but, at least he's not trying to kill us all again.

Trunks: He tried to what!?

Krillin: Jesus, Future Bulma, what the shit?

Tien: Not to belabor a point, but we just got crushed. They were way stronger than any of us could've prepared for.

Trunks: Yeah. And somehow... They're even stronger than in my time!

Piccolo: What!?

Tien: Are you kidding?!

Krillin: Jesus, Future Trunks, what the shit!?

Piccolo: Fantastic! So even with *two* Super Saiyans...

Trunks: Wait, where is he going?

Krillin: Eh, looks like he's flying up to Kami's. Or, whatever else is in that direction; could be a lot of things.

Trunks: Wait, so, I'm confused. Is it Kame House, or Kami House?

Krillin: No, no, no, listen.

Krillin: Ka*me* House is the place with the turtle.

Nail: 'So, uh... gonna tell me what *that* was all about?'

Piccolo: 'Look, just... you might be getting a new roommate.'

Nail: 'Do I have to move the pool table?'

Piccolo: 'When did you get a--'

Piccolo: '...I almost fell for that.'

Nail: 'Fell for what?'

Piccolo: 'Ghrrr...'

Panchy: (Humming)

Panchy: Ah?

Bulma: Hi, Mom!

Panchy: Oh, Bulma!

Panchy: If it isn't my beautiful daughter, and my even more beautiful grandson!

Panchy: Oh, and Gohan!

Panchy: Long time no see!

Panchy: And...

Panchy: Uhm...

Panchy: I'm not sure I'm familiar.

Yajirobe: I am Yajirobe, and I am here for your pantry.

Panchy: I see!

Panchy: Honey! We have a food stamper!

Dr. Briefs: Tell him I have a gun because I pay *taxes*!

Yajirobe: Challenge accepted!

Panchy: So, Gohan! Would you like to come in for some cake and tea?

Panchy: And those little hard candies no one ever actually eats?

Gohan: No, I kinda have to go make sure my Dad's not dead.

Panchy: Okay, well you have fun!

Bulma: Hey Mom, why do you never seem to age?

Panchy: Ahaha! Oh, your father won't let me!

Korin: Hey, Piccolo, have you seen Yajirobe? He hasn't called or TEX-teeed!

Korin: Oh, ah, dammit!

Piccolo: Hey, Mr. Popo.

Mr. Popo: Hello, young Kami!

Kami: Ah, hello, Piccolo. Good to see you again.

Piccolo: Cut the crap, Kami! You know what I'm here for!

Kami: Well, that didn't last long...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Piccolo: Okay, what's up with him?

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: Don't mind him; he just got through dropping a gallon of LSD.

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Piccolo: A gallon?!

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: A literal *gallon*.

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: Out of a milk jug. I don't even know where he got it from.

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: He never leaves the--

Mr. Popo: Kami! I need you to tell me... that I can leave the Lookout if I want to!

Kami: Mr. Popo, you may leave the Lookout if yo--

Mr. Popo: BITCH, DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: Quite. As you were saying?

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Piccolo: I'm here for your body.

Nail: 'Heh, could at least take 'im out to dinner first!'

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Piccolo: 'First; we don't eat. Second; shut up.'

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: And what makes you think that I'm just going to give it up that easy?

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Piccolo: Because if you were half the guardian of this dirt ball that you should be, then you'd know that we don't have any time to waste!

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Mr. Popo: All these squares make a circle...

Kami: It is true.

Kami: A great evil has risen.

Kami: Unlike anything this planet has ever seen before...

Piccolo: Then you know what I'm talking about! You know exactly how dangerous these Androids are!

Nail: 'Am I the only one who just noticed a huge tone shift here...?'

Kami: The Androids are a threat, yes...

Kami: But they are paltry to what I fear comes next.

Mr. Popo: Well, that's f*cking ominous!

Korin: Hello?

Yajirobe: Hey, Korin.

Korin: Oh, my God!

Korin: Where are you!? Where have you been!? Why haven't you called!?

Yajirobe: I'm at Bulma's place!

Yajirobe: And I haven't called because my cell phone has been destroyed.

Korin: What happened to your cell phone!?

Yajirobe: It was blown up with the car.

Korin: What happened to the Pussy Wagon!?

Yajirobe: It was BLOWN UP!

Korin: BY WHO!?

Yajirobe: BY DR. GERO!

Korin: WHO THE HELL IS DOCTOR GERO!?

Yajirobe: I dunno, some scientist!?

Korin: Well, did you get his information?

Yajirobe: Well, he didn't exactly hit me with a car, okay?

Korin: Jesus CHRIST!

Korin: Look, alright, just come home!

Yajirobe: You're mad.

Korin: I'm not mad, I'm just concerned.

Korin: Now come home!

Yajirobe: Yeah, I need ya to pick me up.

Korin: (Exasperated sigh)

Korin: I'll see what I can do...

Yajirobe: I love you.

Korin: I love you too.