# Ratchet: Deadlocked

Ratchet: Deadlocked (also known as Ratchet: Gladiator in Europe and Australia) is a 2005 video game sequel to Up Your Arsenal. It was released for the PlayStation 2.

## Dallas Wanamaker

* Since I don't have much time left, I'd just like to apologize to a few people. Timmy Aberdeen, I was the one who lit your backpack on fire, and I'm sorry that you couldn't get it off in time. Susie Binkleton, I was the one who put the tyhrranoid in your locker. Hey, but I hear the therapy is going well, though. Chin up, kid! And finally to you, Juanita, my dear, sweet Juanita. I'm sorry for 6 years of rude jokes, harassing innuendo, and those friendly little pinches in the elevator, but who am I kidding you? You love it!
* Run, Ratchet, run!
* In this challenge, Team Darkstar needs to grind a cable positioned hundreds of feet above the water! Is this even safe? Of course not! This is DreadZone, baby!
* This is more fun than a bus-load of cheerleaders!
* They have to traverse what I like to call the "Chasm of Endless Falling and Eventual Dying". Good luck kids!
* This guy's gonna get us a lot of commercial time, Juanita. Let's just hope we don't have any more wardrobe malfunctions! [Laughs]
* Team Darkstar is making their mark in DreadZone! Team Markstar is making their dark in RedZone! Oh, dear, I've gone cross-eyed...
* [In the Dark Cathedral of Kronos] It's cold, it's dank, it's scary, it's just like my ex-wife!
* Interesting fact, folks, DreadZone started over 2 guys fighting over a breakfast burrito, and the rest is history!
* [When Ratchet has low nanotech] Ratchet's about to bite the bag and step out the door. That means die.
* [When the Puma is damaged] Hey, don't scratch the paint on that Puma. We're giving it away on bingo night!
* And they're gonna be squashed like pancakes! With syrup, and butter, and jam, and a little orange garnish on top and say, can I have breakfast for dinner or is that just weird?
* And that Lombax is terminating with extreme prejudice! It's a good thing we're out of range, eh, Juanita? We are out of range, aren't we?
* Folks, just a reminder. Tomorrow is "Kick Your Best Friend in the Pants" Day! Free popcorn for everyone who participates.
* See, this is what they mean by gratuitous violence, Juanita. I'm going to call my kids and tell them to stop watching! ...Just as soon as I have kids.

## Dialogue

    Al: I got them off of a former contestant who, um... won't be needing them any more.
    Merc: Don't worry, boss. You won't end up like that last guy.
    Green: I hope not, I still have nightmares about it.
    Merc: [annoyed] Aww, suck it up, Green!
    Ratchet: [infuriated] –Me out of this thing, you Blarg-headed frak monkey! I can barely breathe, and my tail feels like it's shoved right up my–
    Vox: [to Ratchet] Greetings, hero, and welcome to DreadZone. Rest assured, you are now far out of the reach of hope. There will be no rescues, no pardons, no possibility of escape. You are now a contestant on the greatest holo-vision program the galaxy has ever known. Chances are you'll be dead by tomorrow, but those of you who play the game with skill and strategy will earn a chance to win your freedom.
    Vox: [Over PA system] High levels of radiation have been detected in the containment area. If you reside next to or near Uranium Man, you will die shortly.
    Vox: [Over PA system] For everyone to enjoy it, please keep the interplanetary transport as clean as possible. After all, your mother does not work here... oh, except for you, Captain Nightingale.
    Green [When hovership is damaged] Sir, um... I'm seeing parts of this fly off that we, uh, kinda need.
    Green: [When hovership is damaged] We can't take much more of this, we don't have the power!
    Merc: [When hovership is damaged] Does this have airbags? Please tell me it has airbags.
    Green: [Whimpering after seeing a robot zombie on Catacrom Four]
    Merc: What's the matter, Green?
    Green: It's that dead robot over there, sir. I think it moved.
    Green: [sarcastically] Zombies, dead ahead! Er, no pun intended sir.
    Merc: Hey, Green, that zombie looks like your momma!
    Merc: [On grindrail] Whoa... I guess this is a bad time to say I'm afraid of heights.
    Merc: Aw, I see an itty-bitty turret. Boss, can I blow it up? Pretty please?
    Merc: [offended] Hey, what did you do to that VG-9000? I was playing!
    Al: I figured we needed space for more useful things. Plus, you were getting too near my high score in Ozaark's Revenge.
    Merc: [After getting to the top of the Valix beacon] It's so bright! It's... like a lightbulb, but... so much brighter! Uhhh... I'm not good with words.
    Al: Ratchet, is this a bad time? I can't find my Captain Qwark Tearless Shampoo and Conditioner! And I believe you were the last one to use it!
    Clank: Please, reserve this line for important communication. Besides, you are supposed to be working on the Deadlock collar override.
    Al: Yeah, yeah, yeah…
    Merc: [Voiceover in multiplayer] Gravity boots are our way of saying, "Screw you, nature." You can walk magnetic walls and ceilings, you can even scare your momma. I don't care!
    Merc: Boss, if you miss that swingshot target, you will suffer a horrible, painful death. No pressure, though.
    Juanita: I can't look! Is Team Darkstar dead? Dallas... Dallas?! What are you doing?!
    Dallas: Nothing, just keep your eyes closed... OW!
    Dallas: Ratchet is kicking some proverbial butt. By proverbial, I mean... I don't know what I mean.
    Merc: It means we're unstoppable.
    Dallas: Oh, this could be disaster for Team Darkstar! I put 500 bolts on this match!
    Juanita: Dallas, our lives are at risk and you're gambling?!
    Dallas: Oh, Juanita, don't act like you care! YOU... NEVER... CARED! OH YEAH, THERE WE GO! I POPPED A BLOOD VESSEL... AGAIN! Um, could someone please get me a tissue?
    Juanita: That's right. Take him out, Team Darkstar! Destroy him, destroy his family, make him cry into his next life! Draaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
    Dallas I've never seen that before! Ladies and gentlemen, Juanita has eaten the cameraman!
    Dallas: After making his fortune selling cigarettes to children, Ratchet went on to pilot a tanker ship for planet Zexxon.
    Juanita: Only a week later he got drunk and crashed his tanker on the ocean planet of Aquatos. Who can forget the graphic images of baby seals smothered in radioactive waste? [sound of baby seal] Little Coco, never had a chance.
    Al: [to Ratchet] How could you! [grabs him] What did Little Coco ever do to you?!
    Ratchet: Wh-what?
    Clank: Al, how can you believe these ridiculous lies?
    Clank: Excellent work, Team Darkstar.
    Merc: Ya can't stop a leatherneck, we adapt and survive.
    Dallas: If Ratchet was a tough cookie, what kind of cookie would he be? I'm gonna have to go with "snickerdoodle".
    Dallas: [nervously] Greetings, DreadZone fans, and welcome to the final episode of DreadZone... [Head flops into hands] Oh, God... we're all gonna die! [Hides beneath desk]
    Juanita: The mood is... positively... uh, electric, as the audience braces to find out whether they will survive... the next 10 minutes. I can't believe I'm reading this.
    Dallas: I had my whole life ahead of me... I was gonna be a... ballet dancer!
    Juanita: Pull yourself together, you blabbering idiot! [Slaps him across the face, hard]
    Dallas: Thank you, Juanita.
    Juanita: This reminds me of the Galaxy's Most Painful Home Movies, I love the part where they miss the jump and smash their crotches on the railing, so wacky!
    Juanita: This creature is clearly much too dangerous to be set free! He must be destroyed!
    Juanita: [Excited] His bots are down! He's gonna die!
    Shellshock: Initiating annihilation program!
    Shellshock: Target acquired! Terminating with extreme prejudice!
    Shellshock: [performing shockwave move] I call this one my "Dishonorable Discharge".
    Reactor: I'm gonna smack that stupid look off ya' face.
    Reactor: This is MY house!
    Reactor: I'm gonna put you in a world of hurt!
    Reactor: When this is over, you're gonna feel dead tired.
    Ace Hardlight: This is as far as you go, lombax. I'm the star here.
    Ace: Hey, lombax, you feel lucky?
    Ace: [firing homing missile] Now you'll see why they call me "The Great One".
    Ace: Let's see whose action figure they'll buy now, lombax.
    Ace: You're gonna pay for that, you little rodent.
    Ace: I should've killed you a long time ago, runt!
    Ace: Must... fight! Ignore... pain.
    Ace: Hey, I'm out of medpacks... not that I need them.
    Ace: And now, for my finishing move!
    Ranking Machine: Does it bother you that you are shorter than most heroes?
    Ranking Machine: My circuits can no longer process stats of this magnitude.
    Ranking Machine: I am surprised you are still alive.
    Ranking Machine: If you believe there is an error in your score, please realize you are not that good.
    Ranking Machine: Your ranking appears to be that of a contestant twice your size.
    Ranking Machine: Your heroic presence rattles my friction sensors.
    Ranking Machine: Here to check your ratings? I would not look if I were you.
    Ranking Machine: Attention: Something small and furry has walked into the ranking station. Oh, it's you Ratchet.
    Ranking Machine: You are furry, much like a captive affection recipient... or a pet.
    Ranking Machine: I am unworthy to be in your presence, hero.
    Dr. Nefarious: Huh? Lawrence, what's going on?! You said that we were coming within range of a space station!
    Lawrence: Well, we were, sir. How would I know that it would suddenly explode?
    Nefarious: LAAAAAAAAAAAAAWREEEEEEEEEEENCE!!

## Voice Cast

* James Arnold Taylor as Ratchet
* David Kaye as Clank
* Chris Hatfield as Big Al
* Michael Bell as Gleeman Vox and Lawrence
* Jim Ward as Shellshock and Captain Qwark
* Daran Norris as Dallas Wanamaker
* Nika Futterman as Juanita Alevaro
* Armin Shimerman as Dr. Nefarious
* Phil Morris as Merc and Reactor
* Andre Soguizzlo as Ace Hardlight