The Home Version Rusty costs $39.95.
Big Guy: Rusty! Are you down there son?
Rusty Clones: Yes.
Big Guy: For the love of Mike.
Rusty: Dr. Slate, you think Joe Consumer hates me now, 'cause of what all those bad Rustys did?
Slate: Of course not, Rusty. You're one in a million.
Big Guy: Quarterback drops back to pass! 250 yards. 275. 300!
Rusty: Three hundred and one!
Big Guy: Touchdown.
Big Guy: Sweet flying hotlinks!
Number Three: Soon New Tronic City will be vacant real estate...
Number Two: A prime location on which to build Robotopia.
Big Guy: I don't think they're breaking for naptime.
Big Guy: Candygram for the Lollipop Guild!
Home Version Rusty: Gotta be a reject, though. His nose is all wrong.
Rusty: Reject? I'm the original, you knock-me-offs, and I've got the good...nose.
Big Guy: We can find the link, or I can coldcock 5000 Rusty wannabes.
Big Guy: Tag. You're it.
Big Guy: Your buddies have a spiffy new clubhouse -- complete with hostages, no doubt.
Number Two: Who would have imagined evil could have a face so...cute?
Donovan: Jenny, this is terrible. What if their owners demand refunds?
Jenny: No biggie -- 'cause we'll be dead by then!
Home Version Rusty: Getting in our way is no darned good.
Rusty: All right, you bad boys! Eat green...stuff!
Big Guy: Wily little kamikazes.
Big Guy: Son, nothing personal.
(starts destroying HVRs)
Rusty: Ooh. I'm sure glad they don't have pain receptors.
Rusty: Guys, listen up! It's me! Rusty Senior! (breathes heavily) (in Vader voice) I am your father.
Big Guy: It's factory recall time!
Rusty: Big Guy, that doesn't sound like me.
Big Guy: Not unless your name is Rusty Ex Machina.
Big Guy: What seems to be the trouble here, little bot?
Home Version Rusty: I'm gonna destroy you and stuff!
Big Guy: Just between us professionals -- we do monsters, not home repairs.
Rusty: Big Guy, can't you recognize me? The nose!
Donovan: Behold, Jenny. Quark's mass market breakthrough.
Jenny: That's what you said about your meat-flavored toothpaste.
Donovan: Just zip it.
Commercial: Quark Industries, the people who brought you Rusty the Boy Robot, now introduce the latest in domestic technology -- Home Version Rusty! Switch him on, and he's rarin' to do the dishes, bring in the groceries, and make learning fun.
But wait, there's more! Home Version Rusty also comes with all the accessories he needs to mow the lawn, trim the hedge, wash the car, even clean up after your pet.
Home Version Rusty: No smell receptors!
Commercial: Home Version Rusty's a lamp - a portable icebox - a juicer - a home security system - a doorstop - a paperweight - and a basketball. Home Version Rusty even entertains!
Commercial Jingle Singers:
He's sweet as pie;
He's never mean.
Home Version Rusty
Helps you clean.
Commercial: Home Version Rusty. No batteries included. Some assembly required. Incapable of flying or defeating monsters.
This episode title is an allusion to the 1953 Dr. Seuss musical "The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T".
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