- Terrorsaur: Welcome to the Darkside! Terrorsaur, TERRORIZE!
- Cheetor: Cheetor MAXIMII-did that already.
- Dinobot: And what does it matter if we blow some Energon? Maybe it will take a few Predacons with it. That is what we want, is it not?
- Optimus Primal: This mission, Dinobot, is to gain tactical advantage by taking out their base. Defeating them does not mean we have to annihilate them. You seem to have trouble understanding that.
- Dinobot: What I understand is this: if situations were reversed, Megatron would spare the base and annihilate us!
- Optimus Primal: [sighs] This eagerness of yours to scrap Megatron is clouding your judgment.
- Dinobot: We are at war, Optimus! War! I think it is your judgment that is clouded!
- Cheetor: Sorry for disobeying your order, big-bot.
- Optimus Primal: You don't need to earn my respect, Cheetor. You've always had it. And you did end up saving the day. But be warned, if you *ever* pull a stunt like that again, I'll have your tail in a sling!
- Cheetor: Okay, okay, I-I'll never do that again... until the next time.
- Cheetor: Come to chew my tail for fritzing that bomb?
- Dinobot: No. I am confident you could fix it, just as I am confident you could beat the storm and plant those survey posts.
- Cheetor: Well, then you're the only one who thinks so.
- Dinobot: Mmm. Do not mind Optimus. To him, you are a mere child, incapable of handling such an important task. Like you said, he has no faith.
- Cheetor: Yeah, well, I could show him a thing or two.
- Dinobot: Then why not do so?
- Cheetor: What?
- Dinobot: You have mapped every Energon deposit for 500 meters, and your land speed is unequaled; in fact, you are the only one who could pull off this mission.
- Scorponok: He's gone into the vents. You better report this to Megatron.
- Waspinator: Me? You're second in command!
- Scorponok: So make it an order!
- Cheetor: [while trapped in a vent between Scorponok's missile and Waspinator's blasts] Shredded or sizzled, what a choice!