Modo: "C'mon Vinnie, nap time's over. You're under an anesthetic."
Vinnie: "Nap time over? O-h, then it must be time to visit the little boys room. I hope I'm not too late."
Modo: "Oh mama. The last thing I need is a sedated smart mouth."
Vinnie: "'Ey man, what 'appened to my face?"
Throttle: Maybe your right side took one look at the other half and left.
Throttle (as Modo removes some bandages from his face): "Oop, lights are out, Bros."
Vinnie: "And nobody's home
Modo: "You know, it's not how big a laser is. It's how you use it."
Carbine: "Ungh...remind me never to have kids."