“Yelling "Dodge" Is More Distracting Than Helpful”

Android 17: Alright, sis. Since you had all the fun last time, why don't you sit this one out?

Android 18: Already on it. I'll just hang out with Sixteen over here.

Android 16: I have spotted a pelican.

Android 16: So majesti--

Android 16: So majes--

Android 16: Majes--

Android 16: That is a big bird.

Android 17: Now, are you trying to buy time? Or are you just looking to throw your life away?

Android 17: Because if I remember correctly...

Android 17: ...this did *not* go well for you last time.

Piccolo: Oh, I'm not the same Namekian you faced before.

Android 17: Oh. Oh shit, are you talking metaphorically?

Android 17: Because if not, I'm gonna start feelin' like a racist, because you look *exactly* the same.

Piccolo: HraaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!!

Goku: Huh. I'm feeling a whole lotta Piccolo right now. Either he's showing off...

Gohan: Or he's fighting an Android! We have to go help him!

Goku: No, Gohan! We have to wait for Vegeta and Trunks to come out of the Hypertonic Lion Tamer!

Mr. Popo: That one was on purpose!

Goku: Coulda been.

Gohan: Well, how long do we have left?

Mr. Popo: Four hours.

Gohan: We've been here for twenty hours!? When!? I mean, how!?

Goku: That's what makes it hyper-sonic, Gohan!

Mr. Popo: Goku?

Goku: Yeah-huh?

Goku: EEEEEEEEEEeeee...!!

Goku: ♫ CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA ♫

Goku: ♫ Egao urutora zetto de ♫ (With a smile that’s Ultra-Z)

Goku: ♫ Kyô mo ai-yai-yai-yai-yai~ ♫ (Even today is ai-yai-yai-yai-yai~)

Goku: ♫ Sparking! ♫

Piccolo: ...AAAAAAA...!!!

Android 17: Man, he has been at this for, like, twenty hours.

Android 16: It has been five minutes.

Dr. Briefs: Aww, there's my sweet little half-breed grand-baby.

Dr. Briefs: So, how's the detonator coming along?

Bulma: It's coming. But did you look at Dr. Gero's notes?

Bulma: As it turns out, he only attributes model numbers to his successful projects.

Bulma: The crazy bastard was kidnapping dozens of orphaned teenagers and experimenting on them!

Dr. Briefs: Oh, come now, ya can't kidnap an orphan. They weren't wanted in the first place.

Dr. Briefs: As a side, that's kinda brilliant.

Bulma: Interesting that he set explosives in their chests like this, though.

Bulma: Must've been a fail-safe, for in case they went rogue.

Dr. Briefs: Dooh, he does that to strangers and it's fine; but I want to do it to my own children, and your mother gets all uppity!

Bulma: *Dad*, any more talk like that and you don't get to hold Trunks anymore.

Dr. Briefs: Hmph!

Dr. Briefs: Wouldn't be talking so mighty if you had a bomb in your chest...

Android 17: Too bad, Jolly Green Giant™. Looks like ya missed. Try again for a zeni?

Piccolo: Raaaah!

Android 17: (Humming nonchalantly)

Android 17: Umm, I stopped dodging. Seriously, are you even trying to hit me?

Piccolo: NO!

Android 17: The hell do you mean, "no"?

Android 17: Uh!?

Android 17: Oh.

Android 17: Ooooohh...

Android 17: ooooh...

Android 17: shit.

Piccolo: HELLZONE GRENADE!

Android 17: 'Oh, man! It's even got a cool name!'

Android 17: You know something I don't get?

Piccolo: !?

Android 17: YOU try to kill Goku and that's fine. WE try to kill Goku and suddenly, you get all uppity.

Piccolo: True. But when I did it, it was for revenge. You're just doing it for shits and giggles.

Android 17: Tell you what:

Android 17: You live a few years in stasis with your creator repeating the words "Kill Goku" over and over again in your subconscious... then you can ride that high horse all day long.

Piccolo: ...Wow.

Android 17: What?

Piccolo: Nothing, just... nostalgia.

Krillin: Man, that is some *serious* power being thrown around.

Tien: Dammit! We shouldn't just sit here like a bunch of cowards! We need to help!

Yamcha: And do what - get ragdolled again!? No, thank you.

Tien: Of course *you'd* say that.

Krillin: Hey, he's actually got a point.

Krillin: I mean, between the Super Saiyans, the Super Namekian, the Androids and whatever the hell Cell is...

Tien: Oh, don't *you* start!

Krillin: Hey! I was on Namek, okay!? Shit got crazy! I got stabbed! And BLOWN UP!

Yamcha: I've been stabbed and blown up, too! And dumped by the only girlfriend I ever had!

Krillin: Same. But ya know the difference?

Krillin: When mine left, she took all my money.

Krillin: When yours left, she took all *her* money.

Roshi: ...Gonna need a Senzu for that one.

Android 17: Not that his hasn't been fun and all, but I'm going to give you one last chance to tell us where Goku is.

Android 17: Or I'm going to have to start taking this seriously.

Piccolo: Be a nice change of pace.

Android 17: (Sigh)

Android 17: Hi.

Piccolo: Uuuh, hi--

Nail: 'Why are you back-flipping?'

Piccolo: 'To gain some distance!'

Kami: 'YOU CAN FLY!'

Piccolo: Hraagh!!

Android 17: Hn!

Gohan: Dad? Do you think Piccolo can win?

Goku: No.

Goku: But maybe...

Goku: Then again...

Goku: Although...

Gohan: Why do you keep stopping short?

Goku: Oh, I'm sorry, Gohan, w-were you saying something?

Baby Trunks: (Crying throughout)

Bulma: I said, "the detonator's almost finished"!

Dr. Briefs: Sorry, hard to hear you over the baby. He sure does cry a lot.

Dr. Briefs: Do you think he gets that from his monkey side?

Bulma: Dad! No racism in front of Trunks!

Dr. Briefs: Oh, come on, I'm using "monkey" unironically, here. D'I-I mean, mostly.

Dr. Briefs: Half-and-half.

Dr. Briefs: ...Kinda like the baby!

Yajirobe: Y'know, it's kinda hard to enjoy my meal with yer brat screaming.

Dr. Briefs: Where did you get that food?! You've already cleared out our kitchens!

Yajirobe: Not the fridge in the basement.

Dr. Briefs: I don't HAVE a fridge in my...

Dr. Briefs: Oh, my God (!)

Bulma: Done!

Bulma: We effectively have a detonator for the Androids.

Bulma: "Bulma: Kills 'droids dead."

Bulma: Now, if you'll excuse me...

Yajirobe: Wait, are you breastfeeding?

Bulma: Yeah. Why?

Yajirobe: ...Awesome!

Piccolo: (Yelling)

Android 17: (Yelling)

Piccolo: (Still yelling)

Android 17: (Still yelling)

Android 18: Ugh, my God! This is so dumb! This cannot get any dumber.

Android 16: Agreed. Sure is a lot of not-killing Goku going on right now.

Android 16: You know what would fix that?

Android 18: Is it "killing Goku"--?

Android 16: A good old rousing round of killing Goku.

Yamcha: Yeah!? W-w-well at least I *slept* with Bulma!

Krillin: Yeah? Well, unlike Vegeta, *you can't prove it*!

Yamcha: Can, too! W-we'll just ask her!

Chi-Chi: Bulma's on the phone!

Yamcha: On second thought, never mind.

Tien: 'You know, in hindsight, I'm so glad I'm here right now.'

Krillin: Krill-Master speaking!

Dr. Briefs: I will murder you!!

Krillin: Whoa, hostile!

Bulma: Never mind that. Listen, I have the detonator for the Androids.

Krillin: Wow, that was quick!

Bulma: Twenty-two hours isn't quick!

Krillin: TWENTY-TWO HOURS!? WHEN!? I-I MEAN, HOW!?

Krillin: How long did we sleep!?!

Bulma: Look, I'm on my way over; try not to die in the meantime.

Krillin: Alright, so where were we?

Android 18: I was wrong!

Android 18: This got so much dumber.

Android 17: Dammit, green man. You are hard to put down.

Piccolo: Yeah. Not gonna lie. Actually beginning to enjoy myself here.

Nail: 'Uh, man? We have a problem!'

Piccolo: 'Yeah, I know, I'm bluffing. I'm kind of at my limit.'

Kami: 'No, *another* problem.'

Piccolo: 'What, the other Androids?'

Nail: 'No, another, 'NOTHER problem!'

Piccolo: 'What? I... (gasps)... oh.'

Android 17: What the f*ck is *that*!?

Imperfect Cell: Hello, boys.

Imperfect Cell: Room for one mooore?

Dr. Briefs: You run pretty good for a fat man!

Yajirobe: Why're you so mad!? They weren't even that good!

Dr. Briefs: Most of those weren't even meant to be *eaten* that way!