Robots (2005)/Transcript

==Transcript==
[We open on a small town where robot citizens were minding their own business. This was Rivet Town, home to many robots, built or rebuilt. Some of the children were having fun jump-roping. One robot gives a kid an ice grease cone.]
Ice Grease Robot: There you go.
Robot Kid: Thanks.
[Suddenly, bursting out from the doors of a diner called Gunk’s Greasy Spoon was an ecstatic robot, who had received the best news of his life.]
Herb Copperbottom: I'm gonna be a dad! (to a stoplight robot) I just talked to my wife. My baby's gonna be delivered any minute.
Robot Driver: Hey, get out of the way.
Herb Copperbottom: Hey, I'm gonna be a dad. (puts two fuel cigars on a couple of robots) Congratulate me.
Fire Hydrant: Good for you, Herb. (to a robot dog sniffing on him) Don't even think about it.
[As he runs, Herb accidentally knocks over a few nail bottles being wheeled by a worker of The Rusty Nail.]
Rusty Nail Worker: Hey! 
[Luckily, Herb grabs the bottles and puts them back in place.]
Herb Copperbottom: Sorry. How are you? Nice to see you. I'm gonna be a dad!
Rusty Nail Worker: Congrats!
[He then runs past his neighbor, Mr. Nuts, who was polishing his lawn.]
Herb Copperbottom: Hey, Mr. Nuts, did you hear the news?
Mr. Nuts: Yeah.
Herb Copperbottom: Beautiful day, isn't it? 
[Soon, Herb enters his house.]
Herb Copperbottom: I'm here. I'm here. I'm here.
Lydia Copperbottom: Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. You missed the delivery. But it's okay. (holds a box labeled “Build-a-Baby!”) Making the baby's the fun part.
[So, the two got to work on building a baby by dumping all the parts on the ground. During the process, Herb was trying to piece two parts together.]
Lydia Copperbottom: (looks at the instruction manual) Honey, I think you've got the wrong...
Herb Copperbottom: No, I don't need to see the directions.
[But while he worked, he did look at the directions on the manual for help. Later that night...]
Herb Copperbottom: (offscreen) Push, push. Push!
[They were pushing together some parts.]
Herb Copperbottom: (falls over) Whoa! (lands in a box) Oh!
[Soon, we hear a baby crying. The work process was complete. In Lydia’s arms was a beautiful baby robot.]
Lydia Copperbottom: 12 hours of labor. Oh, but it was worth it.
Herb Copperbottom: Look at him. Look at him. Rodney Copperbottom. He's got your mom's eyes and my dad's nose. I knew we were smart to save those parts. This Copperbottom will do great things for the world, I can feel it.
Lydia Copperbottom: Honey? 
Herb Copperbottom: What?
Lydia Copperbottom: What's that extra piece?
Herb Copperbottom: Oh. Oh, no, they always put in an extra... (finds an offscreen extra piece) We did want a boy, right? (picks it up and holds a hammer; walks to his son) This won't hurt a bit, son.
[On the boy, we hear a hammer bang on impact and the baby’s eyes widen. Cut outside it then wails loudly, shaking the neighborhood. Soon, time has passed a bit and the parents are getting adjusted to their new robot son. Herb was trying to cheer up a crying Rodney by playing a little trick.]
Herb Copperbottom: Got your nose. Got your nose. Got your... Whoa!
[However, he accidentally removed the baby’s nose and the father hurriedly put it back on. Later, while the baby was crying, Herb lowered the volume of its noise by turning a wheel on the side of his face. It was like a volume adjuster… for robots! Much later, the baby was now equipped with training wheels, like a tricycle. He then walks to his parents, and he makes them proud. Soon years later, Rodney was now a young kid boy.]
Herb Copperbottom: (carrying in a box) Hi, son. 
Young Rodney: Are those my big-boy parts?
Herb Copperbottom: (sets down the box) They sure are. 
Young Rodney: Wow! (looks inside) They're not shiny.
Herb Copperbottom: Well, they're not brand-new. They're preowned. So... 
Lydia Copperbottom: They're hand-me-downs from your cousin Jeffrey. 
Herb Copperbottom: And they're only for a year.
[We cut to Herb walking down the sidewalk with Rodney following him in his big boy parts. They were a bit too big for him though, so he had to pull up the lower part to keep it from falling. He then joins his dad to watch a robot parade march down the street of Rivet Town. Some robot drum players banged on their drums, though the drums aren’t quite fans of being played with. The two looked up to see a huge balloon of a jolly, ball-shaped robot.]
Young Rodney: Hey, Dad, who's that?
Herb Copperbottom: That, Rodney, is Bigweld. The greatest robot in the world.
Young Rodney: I thought you were the greatest robot in the world.
Herb Copperbottom: No, besides me. He's the head of Bigweld Industries. He invents things that make everyone's life better.
Young Rodney: Could I meet him?
Herb Copperbottom: Sure, maybe someday.
Young Rodney: Dad?
Herb Copperbottom: Yeah?
Young Rodney: What do you do?
Herb Copperbottom: Me? I work in a big, fancy restaurant. 
[We cut to him in the kitchen of his workplace.]
Herb Copperbottom: I’m a dishwasher.
[Because he works at a diner, Herb has a dishwashing machine that can attach to his chest. He gets out a dish from his chest and slides it over to his son. Rodney was amazed by his father’s work. His father was a role model. At home, Rodney was watching The Bigweld Show on TV.]
TV Announcer: (voiceover) And now, live from Robot City, it's The Bigweld Show.
Young Rodney: Whoo-hoo! (dances in joy) Oh, yeah! Uh-huh! Come on, Dad, you're missing it. 
Herb Copperbottom: All right, Rodney. All right, I'm coming. I'm coming. I had to bring work home with me again, I'm sorry. Mr. Gunk has really been piling it on.
TV Announcer: (voiceover) And now, the host of our show, Bigweld.
[Coming on screen in a flying spoon was Bigweld himself.]
Bigweld: (on TV) Welcome. This week I thought you'd like to take a look around Bigweld Industries. This here is the front gate. Kind of cute, ain't it? (to his gatekeeper) Good morning, Tim. 
Tim: (on TV) Good morning, Mr. Bigweld, sir. 
Bigweld: (on TV) Tim, who closed the front gate? 
Tim: (on TV) Well, I just thought since... 
Bigweld: (on TV) We never shut the gate, Tim. Shutting this gate means shutting out fresh ideas. See, every day, robots come here from hither and yon bringing us new ideas.
[Outside a line of robots with inventions were waiting for the gate to be open.]
Bigweld: (on TV) And I listen to every single one of them.
[A green robot tried to turn on his jetpack, but it wasn’t working. He repeatedly tapped on the button and the jetpack blasts off, leaving his lower half behind.]
Bigweld: (on TV) So remember, whether a bot is made of new parts, old parts or spare parts... ...you can shine no matter what you're made of.
Young Rodney: He's talking to me, Dad. 
Herb Copperbottom: He sure is, son. He sure is. 
Bigweld: (on TV) Okay, folks, let's get to inventing.
[As the gate opens and he enters the building, in his room, Rodney began working on an invention of his own at home.]
Bigweld: (voiceover) You know, I love to tinker, but all the tinkering in the world isn't useful unless it starts with a good idea.
[However, the invention exploded, scaring the young boy in the process. We cut to Bigweld in his house on TV near a row of dominos.]
Bigweld: (on TV) So look around for a need and start coming up with ideas to fill that need. One idea will lead to another, and before you know it... (tips over some dominoes and activates a lightbulb) you've done it. See a need, fill a need.
Teenage Rodney: That's it, Dad. I have to look for... (sees his dad sleeping) a need.
[Later, he starts to build himself a prototype of the Wonderbot. It was much different because of its one eye. When he turns it on, it starts to be curious.]
Teenage Rodney: (gets out a plate) Easy, now.
[The wonderbot grabs the plate… and smashes it on its head, starting to go completely crazy! Rodney then tries to catch it but when he does, his parents come in with a box.]
Herb Copperbottom: Hey there, sport. 
Teenage Rodney: (hides the wonderbot under a pot) Oh, hi.
Herb Copperbottom: These are your 12-year-old parts. They're...
Teenage Rodney: Hand-me-downs. I know, Dad. I don't mind.
Herb Copperbottom: They are from your cousin... (holds a woman’s dress part) Veronica. 
Lydia Copperbottom: You know how popular she is. 
[Cut to a high school yearbook, we see Rodney’s photo… dressed in a woman's shirt. However, he did get rid of it during graduation. Rodney became an adult and his parents were proud of his graduation. Many more years passed, and he was now working in his father’s workplace. One bot serves lunch to a robot with a vacuum nozzle nose.]
Vacuum Nose Bot: Thanks.
[He sucks up his lunch with his nozzle nose. As Rodney arrives at the kitchen with some dirty dishes, he finds his father putting duct tape on his machine.]
Herb Copperbottom: Oh, hey. Hey. Soon as you reach the age where your warranty expires, you start falling apart. Pretty soon there's gonna be more duct tape than me. 
Rodney: Can I try it now, Dad?
Herb Copperbottom: Oh, Rodney... Have you worked all the kinks out of it? 
Rodney: This is gonna make your job easy. I invented it for you. 
Herb Copperbottom: Okay. Let's try it. 
Rodney: Great. (to the Wonderbot) Okay, this is it. Wonderbot, go to work.
[And so, the Wonderbot got to work. It grabs some dirty plates and puts them in Herb’s machine. They then emerge clean and shiny, and the invention drops them in some chutes.] 
Kitchen Worker: Yeah, yeah.
[It puts some more plates in Herb’s machine and drops some pots, pans, and utensils in the sink.]
Kitchen Worker 2: Hey!
[The dishes come out of the machine and Rodney throws some plates at Wonderbot, who twirls them around and throws them in chutes. Soon after having a coffee and metal donut break, the invention manages to get the job done. Suddenly, Mr. Gunk bursts in.]
Mr. Gunk: Mr. Copperbottom!
[This scares the Wonderbot out of its circuits.]
Herb Copperbottom: Mr. Gunk.
Mr. Gunk: What is that?
Herb Copperbottom: Oh, that. My son made it.
Mr. Gunk: What's it doing?
Rodney: Mr. Gunk, please, you're making it nervous. 
[The Wonderbot then flies around and destroys some plates.]
Mr. Gunk: It's wrecking my kitchen! (grabs an axe) I'll stop it. 
Rodney: No!
[He jumps out and grabs Mr. Gunk by the foot, making the boss trip into a vat of oil.]
Mr. Gunk: (gets out of the oil) Your son, huh?
Rodney: It wasn't his fault. He had nothing to do with it. 
Herb Copperbottom: Yes, sir, he's a brilliant boy. An inventor. 
Mr. Gunk: (to Herb) You, clean up this mess. (to Rodney) And, you, get out. Inventor. You're the hand-me-down son of a dishwasher, and that's all you'll ever be. Somebody scrape this crud off of me. And serve it to the customers.
[Herb looks down sadly, while Rodney glares. He was going to prove to Gunk that he is an inventor… by going to Robot City. Later that night, the blue robot packed his belongings and came to the ticket counter at the train station.]
Ticket Counter: Roundtrip or one-way?
Rodney: One-way.
[Just then, his parents arrived.]
Lydia Copperbottom: There you are. I told you I'd find him. It's a mother's instinct.
Herb Copperbottom: Instinct? He left us a note: "I'm leaving. I'll be at the train station."
Lydia Copperbottom: Never mind. Pick up that suitcase. You're coming home. 
Rodney: No, Mom. I have to do this. I'm going to Robot City tonight. I'm gonna get a job and I'm gonna help Dad pay back Mr. Gunk.
Lydia Copperbottom: (to her husband) Talk to him. 
Herb Copperbottom: Ro...
Lydia Copperbottom: Robot City? You're just a kid.
Rodney: I'm never gonna be someone here. I wanna be an inventor. I wanna meet Bigweld. I wanna be somebody.
Lydia Copperbottom: You are somebody. Somebody who's not getting on that train.
Rodney: Yes, I am.
Lydia Copperbottom: (to her husband) Talk to him.
Herb Copperbottom: (walks over to the ticket counter) One ticket for Robot City. 
Lydia Copperbottom: Where are you going? 
Herb Copperbottom: Not me. Him.
Lydia Copperbottom: But...
Herb Copperbottom: Rodney, did you know that when I was your age, I wanted to be a musician? I played pretty well too... ...but my dad was worried I wouldn't be able to make a living. So, I got refitted to be a dishwasher. Now, I'm not complaining. But I've always said to myself... if I could do it over again, I would follow my dream. You've got greatness in you, Rodney. Never doubt it. You go to Robot City. You go meet Bigweld, and you show him your big ideas. And Rodney... never, never give up.
[At the train, Rodney hugs his mother one last time, leaving the conductor touched.]
Conductor: (about to cry) All aboard. 
Rodney: Mom. 
[She lets go of her son and he enters the train.]
Rodney: I won't let you down, Dad. I'll make you proud. 
Herb Copperbottom: I know you will.
[And so, the train chugs off into the night sky as Rodney’s parents watched from below. Soon, Rodney arrived at the Robot City subway station. He walked out of the train and looked around.]
Rodney: Wow.
[Rodney tries to talk to some passing robots.]
Rodney: Excuse me, I wonder if... 
Passerby Robot: Gave at the office. 
Rodney: I wonder if you... Could you direct me to Bigweld Indust...?
[Suddenly, a camera snaps at him.]
Rodney: What?
Fender: Perfect. That will be fifty bucks.
Rodney: Fifty bucks? For what?
Fender: A beautiful picture of your first moment in Robot City. (snaps another picture) There. Your second moment. That's another $50 bucks. (to Diesel) Are you keeping track? (takes the camera and snaps more pictures) Come on, work with me, work with me. More pout, less pose. Great. Inside of you is a fashion model waiting to throw up. Give me those eyes. Big eyes, big eyes. Give me big anime eyes. Yeah! Loving it, loving it, loving it!
Rodney: I don't want any pictures.
Fender: You don't?
Rodney: No.
Fender: That's all right. There's no film. Would you like a map to the stars' homes? (Rodney is gone) Where did he go?
Soon, Rodney starts to explore the train station in Robot City. He walked past three robots holding signs to a person that needs traveling but one of them, now approaching, was a tinman! He and the robots proceed to march along a la Wizard of Oz. Rodney soon walk past a screwed robot with a screw through his head. Rodney then pays him, and the robot tips his fake screw. The blue robot then bumps into a robot in a trench coat.]
Shady Robot: Buddy, wanna buy a watch?
[He shows him some talking watches.]
Watches: Don't buy us, we're fakes.
[As they walk past a security checker...]
Security Checker: Next.
[A robot walks through a metal detector, and it sounds off an alarm. The robot drops everything into the bin, including himself. Rodney walks over to a dancing robot.]
Rodney: Excuse me, how do I get to Bigweld Industries? 
[However, the robot was too busy breakdancing to hip hop to answer him.
Rodney: Oh, great... Never mind. 
[He leaves the dancing robot while we see a Sid robot walking by. The blue robot comes to a robot speaking through a microphone.]
Rodney: Hi, excuse me. How do I get to Bigweld Industries? (the speaker speaks like his microphone) What? (the speaker points to the right) Yeah, thanks.
[Later, Rodney was on moving platforms, heading to the crosstown station.]
Station Announcer: Cross-town express to Foundry District with stops at Bigweld Industries and Battery Park only. Please tighten all spools, nuts, bolts and detachable appendages. Riders with high oil pressure are advised to take the local. Thank you and have a nice day.
[Rodney gets scooped up into one half of a ball, which attaches to another half with a sleeping Fender. As the ball rises on a conveyor belt, Fender falls over Rodney, who tries to push him away.]
Fender: (while sleeping) No, no. (falls over and then wakes up) Say, are you following me? 
Rodney: No.
Fender: First time on the cross-town express?
Rodney: Well, actually, l...
Fender: Oh, boy. Good luck in the big city. If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. And if you can't make it here, welcome to the club.
[The ball arrives on top of a moving wheel as we get a magnificent look at Robot City. Rodney is amazed.]
Fender: Oh, no.
Rodney: What? What is it?
Fender: We're going off the track. We're gonna crash!
Rodney: What?
Fender: I don't wanna die.
[The ball falls down and they scream. Then, the ball lands in a catapult.]
Fender: (chuckles) I was just kidding. Just put your head between your legs.
Rodney: Huh?
[The catapult then launches the ball through the air.]
Fender: Yeah!
[They flew through some moving holes.]
Fender: There goes my stop.
[The ball drops down into a chute, rides down some curved paths, and lands inside a launcher. One of Fender’s eyes falls out of the ball.]
Fender: (picks up his eye) I tell you, the things that fall off me... (puts it back on him) It's embarrassing.
[The launcher blasts them off through some tunnels and down a road full of other transport balls. The ball jumps off a ramp and lands on the side of a rotating wheel.]
Fender: (throws up) Sorry.
[The wheel runs down the path and stops in the middle of a rise.]
Fender: You know, it used to be a lot worse. They had this giant hammer... (sees the giant hammer coming) Oh, they brought it back. 
[The hammer slams into them and the ball lands in a spinning pod while the two robots tilted and tumbled inside. Soon, the ball slides down a small ramp and a stopper taps the top, which splits the ball apart.]
Fender: Stick with me. I know this town like the back of my hand. Hey, that's new.
[The giant hammer swings by and whacks Fender through the city. Rodney then noticed that he was close to the entrance to Bigweld Industries. He runs over and stares at the front gate in awe. The motto was there on the gate. YOU CAN SHINE NO MATTER WHAT YOU’RE MADE OF, it read.]
Tim: Yoo hoo! Excuse me. Can I help you?
Rodney: Sorry, I… (recognizes the gatekeeper) hey! You're Tim from the TV show!
Tim: That's me.
Rodney: Well, hey, Tim. Who closed the gate? It's never supposed to be...
Tim: Yeah, okay, what do you want?
Rodney: I'd like to see Mr. Bigweld. I'm an inventor.
[He quickly shows Wonderbot to Tim.]
Tim: Well, why didn't you say so? Stand back.
[Tim opens the gate; Rodney stares in amazement at what he sees.]
Rodney: Thanks.
[He starts to go in, but the door suddenly closes.]
Rodney: WHAT?!
Tim: (laughing) I gotcha! Y'see, because you were all excited, and then BOOM! (laughs again; Rodney glares) Alright, I had my laugh. Go on in.
[The blue robot resumes his entry before the door closes again.]
Rodney: Whoa … hey!
Tim: (laughing hysterically) Now, that's funny! A second time! What?! You really think I'm gonna let you in! But I'm not. Sorry, kid. Nobody gets in. Company rules.
Rodney: Company ru...? Well, then how do they hire new inventors?
Tim: They don't. Those days are over. My advice: Come back two years ago. Then the job is yours. (laughing hysterically)
[Rodney looks up at Bigweld Industries as the camera pans in closer on the building. Inside, the Bigweld Industries executives are gathered in the meeting room, watching a clip of The Bigweld Show.]
Bigweld: (on TV) So remember, whether a bot is made of new parts, old parts or spare parts... ...you can shine no matter what you're made of.
[The tape was stopped by an upgraded robot named Ratchet.]
Ratchet: My goodness, what a remarkable legacy. Concern for the common robot. You don't come across old-fashioned values like that anymore, friends. And for good reason. There's no money in it! Hello? Memo to Bigweld: We're not a charity. That's why old fat face no longer sits in the big chair. He's a relic. So, I don't want to hear another (in a whiny voice) "Where's Bigweld?" (imitates a baby whining)
Chairman: We'll see him next month at the Bigweld Ball. He always goes to that.
[Ratchet pushes a button which makes the chairman fall into a pit.]
Ratchet: Now, let's get down to the business of sucking every loose penny... ...out of Mr. and Mrs. Average-Knucklehead.
[He pressed a button on the remote to close the windows.]
Ratchet: What's our big-ticket item?
[A huge screen shows footage of upgraded robots while Ratchet speaks.]
Ratchet: Upgrades, people. Upgrades. That's how we make the dough. Now, if we're telling robots that no matter what they're made of, they're "fine," how can we expect them to feel crummy enough about themselves to buy our upgrades and make themselves look better? Therefore, I've come up with a new slogan. (the slogan appears on screen) "Why be you when you can be new?"
[He then shuts off the video and opens the windows with the remote.]
Ratchet: I gotta tell you, I think it's brilliant... ...but, honestly, I'd like to hear what you employees think about this.
[The executives applaud.]
Bigweld Executive: Hear, hear.
Bigweld Executive 2: Out of the ballpark, Ratchet.
[Outside, the Wonderbot holds Rodney and the kids up as he flies toward Bigweld Industries.]
Rodney: Just don’t look down.
[The Wonderbot looks down and starts to panic. It flips Rodney around as it panics, and a metal pigeon perches on him.]
Rodney: Hey. Get off. (more metal pigeons perched on him) Go on, get off. (shakes them off) Get off of… (almost falls off)
[Back inside, Ratchet speaks to his lovely executive, Cappy.]
Ratchet: Cappy, you haven't said a word.
Cappy: It gave me chills.
Ratchet: Thank you, thank you.
Cappy: But...
Ratchet: But?
Cappy: I'm just wondering, why would robots buy new upgrades... if parts are so much cheaper?
Ratchet: Oh, right. Well, that's easy. Because as of today, we are no longer making spare parts. Do you know what I call robots who can't afford upgrades? Scrap metal. You see them on the streets, misshapen and rust-covered. They turn your insides out. (while Cappy notices Rodney and the kids flying outside) You wanna run home and scrub yourself. Now, Cappy, I want your department to push our new slogan. In fact, I'm moving you into the office right next to mine. We'll be working very, very closely together on this one. Won't that be fun?
Cappy: Oodles.
[Suddenly, Rodney falls through the window and slide near Cappy. Rodney smiles nervously at the executive. The Wonderbot flies around the boardroom until Rodney grabs him before it could run into Ratchet.]
Rodney: Oh, so sorry, l...
Ratchet: What the...?
Rodney: Sir, I am a young inventor, and it has been my dream to come to Robot City and to present my ideas to Mr. Bigweld. (notices that Bigweld isn’t here) Who doesn't seem to be here. 
Racthet: Gee, no, no. But while he's away, he left me in charge.
Ratchet: Oh, well, then let me show you what this can do.
Ratchet: I have a better idea. (grabs the Wonderbot) Why don't you let me show you what it can do. It can do this!
[He kicked the invention through the window and soon, Rodney was escorted out via security crane. He dropped onto the ground and looked up to see Ratchet’s new slogan etched on the gate. Some magnetic particles fall onto Rodney’s head.]
Tim: So how did it go?
Rodney: (struggling to get the particles off his face) What the heck is... going on around here? Some... some highly... polished jerk is sitting ... in Bigweld's chair! 
Tim: Mmm. And you're sitting on the sidewalk, magnetized. (laughs) 
Rodney: Listen, I'll be back, and I'm gonna get to the bottom of this! (strenuously walks off) 
Tim: When you pick a lost cause, you really commit. Ha-ha! Where do they make dreamers like you? Get lost, freak! 
[The blue robot walked from Bigweld Industries, unaware that a trash bin was shaking from the magnetic particles on Rodney’s head. A small spring lands on Rodney’s arm and he tries to throw it away, only for it to latch back on him. Some metal cans and trash bins were slowly following him. He turns around to see the objects following them thanks to the magnets on his body. He starts running away, accidentally stepping on a hubcap and grabbing a trash can lid. Then, an oxygen tank falls from the back of a nearby truck and latches on Rodney’s back. It flips him over, and the top skids on the sidewalk, causing it to blast the robot off like a rocket. The objects flew after the flying bot. He zoomed past an upgraded robot, taking all of his upgrades off him and latching them onto an old robot. He flew throughout the streets until he slammed onto the back of a billboard. The objects then crashed him through, creating a hole on Bigweld’s bottom on the billboard. Rodney, trapped in a trashcan, tumbles down into an alleyway below. As a sweeper drives by him, it sweeps up a part right before we then pan down to an underground factory called… the Chop Shop. Many sweepers come there to deliver parts that are left behind in the streets. Inside, we find the part dumped out of the sweeper and onto a conveyor belt being smashed and bashed by small, menacing robots. An evil robot, Madame Gasket, checks the progress to see the parts converted into silver metal. The robot then landed and unhooked her chains.] 
Madame Gasket: All right, break time. (the worker bots stop and stare at her) All right, break time's over. Chop-chop. (the worker bots resume work; laughs evilly and then sees Ratchet coming in) Oooh! Look who's here.
Ratchet: Hi, Mom.
Madame Gasket: Hi, sweetie. How's my boy?
Ratchet: Great. I did just what you told me. No more spare parts. In a couple of weeks, those broken-down losers out there will be scrap metal. You will be up to your bloomers in broken-elbow junk.
Madame Gasket: Such a good boy. And after you finish off Bigweld... there will be nobody out there to fix them.
Ratchet: Exactly! (then) You wanna swing that one by me again?
Madame Gasket: Idiot! Those outmodes look up to him. Suppose he decides to come back?
Ratchet: Oh, come on, Mom. He's not gonna be trouble where he is.
Madame Gasket: What are you afraid of? Grow some bolts. Or do you want to end up like your father?
[She lifts Ratchet up and points him to his father, who was hanging above on some hooks.]
Ratchet’s Dad: Hey, son. Good to see you.
Madame Gasket: Think what it would mean. Not Bigweld Industries. Ratchet Industries.
Ratchet: Keep talking.
Madame Gasket: Ratchet City!
Ratchet: Yes, everything shiny.
Madame Gasket: No more Bigweld, no more outmode.
Ratchet: Let's do it!
Madame Gasket: That's my boy! (they laugh evilly) Are you hungry? Can I get you something? You look thin.
Ratchet: No, no, no, Mom. I gotta go. Bye. (to his dad) Bye, Pop.
Ratchet’s Dad: So long, son. Good luck with your dastardly plans.
[As he leaves, a worker bot uses its blade to transition us back above. In the trash can, Rodney wakes up and notices a pair of hands unscrewing his left foot.]
Fender: (singing in a high-pitched voice) I'm a little teapot short and stout. Here is my handle, here is my spout. When I get all steamed up, Hear me shout… (sings in a low-pitched voice) Just tip me over and pour me out!
Rodney: Hey!
Fender: Hi there. Listen, if I seem to be getting smaller, it's because I'm leaving. (runs off with Rodney’s foot which tips the barrel down) Foot, don't fail me now.
Rodney: (crawls with the barrel on his back) Stop! Hey, you got my foot!
[Fender bumps into some barrels and then bumps the barrel off Rodney. They notice the barrels about to fall over and they ran for their lives. The barrels fall and spill out some ball bearings on the ground. Rodney and Fender fight for the foot while slipping on the ball bearings set to classical music arranged by John Powell. They skate around and fight until Rodney throws Fender up and the red robot twirls in the air with the foot in hand. He then falls on the ground and his head pops out.]
Fender: Oh, great. Happy now?
Rodney: Not until you give me back my foot, (takes his foot back while the kids arrived) you mugger. 
Fender: I am not a mugger. I happen to be... (his head falls over) a scrounger. I didn't know you were at the end of that foot. 
Rodney: Here, let me help you with that.
Fender: No, no, no, I'll do it myself. I have my pride, you know. (whistles to his headless body) Over here. (his body walks toward his head) Oh, no. No, not that close. (the body kicks his head) Hold on, hold on. (his head is repeatedly kicked away) No. No, no.
[Meanwhile, we find some colorful robots scavenging some trash bins, looking for spare parts.]
Crank: What's the use? There's nothing left.
Lugnut: Hey, Diesel, I found you a voice box. 
[Diesel puts the voice box in his mouth, and he starts imitating a Japanese sport announcer until the chip falls out of him.]
Lugnut: Here's another one.
[Diesel is given another voice box, and he starts barking like a dog.]
Crank: That's no good. Give me that.
[He attempts to take it out of Diesel, but Diesel just growls at him.]
Lugnut: (sighs) I can never find parts in my size. 
[Fender's head suddenly flies into the basket and Diesel barks.]
Lugnut: What is it, boy? (picks up Fender's head) Hey, Fender, have you lost weight?
Crank: Lost weight? Look at where you're looking. He's a head in a basket. We're doomed, I knew it. We're doomed.
Fender: Yeah, will you shut up, you neurotic nut? Why, I'd ... I'd smack you if I had a hand. (his body conveniently comes bouncing off the walls) Well, speaking of the devil, here I come. (his body lands hard; feels its pain as a head) Ow! Dang it!
Piper: (emerging from a nearby recycling bin with a discarded Wonderbot) Whoa, check this out! Who would throw away such a cute little doodad? (Wonderbot whimpers) Aw, don't be scared...
Rodney: (offscreen) Hey, that's mine.
Fender: That's him! That's the guy! I would know that face! I know that face, and I know that foot! (realizes his hand is pointing to his own body instead of Rodney's) Psst! He's over there, you moron. (his hand points to Rodney) That's the perpetrator! He knocked my head off! You want another piece of me?!
Piper: All right, buster. If you think you can mess with my big brother, you're... (distracted by Rodney's appearance) You're kind of cute.
Crank: Piper, would you behave yourself. Now, come on, let's get Fender fixed. Again.
Piper: (handing Wonderbot back to Rodney) Here's your ... thingamabob. By the way ... the name's Piper. Rhymes with "viper". (hisses flirtatiously) See you round. 
[She suddenly trips over, but gets up and adjusts herself.]
Fender: We've told you a hundred times, (with his hand) don't talk to strange men. Thank you, Manuel.
Piper: I talk to you. Who's stranger than that?
[Later, the Rusties arrived at Jack Hammer’s hardware store.]
Jack Hammer: I got good news, and I got bad news.
Fender: What's the bad news?
Jack Hammer: I checked the stock book. As of today, they're no longer making parts for your model. You have been officially outmoded.
Fender: (calmly) Outmoded? Well, that's fine. (Bursts in anger) WHAT'S THE GOOD NEWS?!
Jack Hammer: Well, when we had your parts...THEY WERE ON SALE! (laughs)
Fender: (laughs and then cries) How could this happen to me?! I'm practically a kid!
Jack Hammer: Jeez, look, pull yourself together. All you need is an upgrade.
[He shows them an upgrade part.]
Lugnut: That new-upgrade smell.
Jack Hammer: Just came in, fully loaded. Look. It's got cup-holders, standard. 
Lugnut: Does it come in plus sizes?
Jack Hammer: Sure, take a look at the new Bigweld spring collection.
[He shows them a closet full of shiny new upgrades.]
Fender: I can't afford that fancy stuff. All I need is one stinking neck joint. No. (slams his own head against the counter) Why did this happen to me? I'm hurting me. Idiot. 
Jack Hammer: Sorry, pal, it's either upgrade or the chop shop for you.
Fender: The chop shop? (cries)
[Rodney entered the store while this was going on.]
Fender: I'm fine, I'm fine. (puts his head back on his body) Look, no hands. Ta-da! I'm back. Miss me?
Piper: No one's going to the chop shop.
Crank: That's right. What do you think we can get for him?
Piper: Will you stop? Listen, shiny pants... ...you get back there and find a part for my brother. We are not junk, we are not scrap, and we will not be treated this way. 
[Diesel makes a sassy woman motion.]
Jack Hammer: I'm sorry. I don't have the parts.
Rodney: Well, do you have two washers, an S-spring and some Fastweld? (to Fender) I can fix you easy. 
Diesel: (in Darth Vader’s voice chip) The Force is strong with this one.
[Later that day, Rodney fixes up Fender’s neck.]
Rodney: When was the last time you got oiled?
Fender: I really can't say that with my kid sister next to me.
Piper: Can it, Fender!
Rodney: Hold still. This might tickle. (turns Fender’s head right side up)
Fender: We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Fender. Used to be Bumper... ...but had to change it when we came in to the country.
Rodney: Copperbottom, Rodney Copperbottom.
Fender: Riddle me this: Why did I meet you among the garbage?
Rodney: Well, today I tried to get in to see Bigweld.
Piper: Well, if you find him, tell him we really need him to come back. He cared about bots like us.
Crank: I heard they've done him in and left the rest of us to fall apart.
Rodney: (finishes fixing Fender’s neck) Well, that ought to do it. 
Fender: Look at that! And he fixed my neck. (twirls his neck around then spots something) Sweeper!
Rodney: Sweeper?
[A sweeper was driving down the road.]
Fender: Make yourself scarce.
[The gang ran for cover as the sweeper passed by.]
Rodney: What's the big deal?
Piper: Well, if you're an outmode like Fender...
Fender: Hey.
Piper: They sweep you up and take you to the chop shop. Where they melt you down and turn you into something else.
Rodney: You mean...?
[Diesel makes a death motion.]
Piper: Yep.
Fender: (muttering) Sweepers. Sweepers. (walks out onto the street and yells out) Help. Here's one outmode you're not gonna get. (shakes his butt at the sweeper) Na-na-na-na-na-na! Na-na-na-na.. (it falls off) Whoops.
[The sweeper stops and drives backwards.]
Piper: Fender, run!
[Fender grabs his butt and he and the gang run off to a house.]
Piper: That was close.
Fender: When in Robot City, guests of the Rusties... That's us. Stay at Aunt Fanny's boarding house, where our motto is: "Beats rusting outside. " 
[They enter the house.]
Fender: Let me just let her know you're here. Aunt Fanny! We brought someone.
Aunt Fanny: (offscreen) I'm in the kitchen. 
Rodney: Are you sure your aunt won't mind? 
Fender: Relax, she's not my aunt. She just takes in bots who are broke. Bless her little heart.
Rodney: Well, then why is she called Aunt Fanny?
Fender: We couldn't call her Aunt Booty.
[They enter the kitchen, where they find a big-bottom caboosed robot. This was Aunt Fanny. The aunt tries to maneuver around the kitchen, only for her big butt to bump into some things.]
Aunt Fanny: Oh, scrap.
Piper: (comes in) She's a little artsy-fartsy. The artsy's okay, but when she gets fartsy... (then leaves)
Aunt Fanny: Look at... Oh, right on my shoes. I'm so clumsy. Well, hello there. What's your name? 
Rodney: I'm Rodney Bigbottom... No, I'm Rodney Copperbottom. Copperbottom.
Aunt Fanny: That's a wonderful name, Bigbottom. (her bottom bumps Rodney against the wall) Well, I just… (turns around and Rodney’s paint scrapes on the wall) What happened to your friend? 
Fender: He's been rear-ended.
Aunt Fanny: (sees Rodney fall over) Oh, there you are.
Fender: (in a Southern accent) Aunt Fanny, he needs a place to stay.
Aunt Fanny: Well, just make yourself at home.
Rodney: Thank you. That's very kind of you.
Aunt Fanny: My pleasure. See a need, fill a need.
Rodney: Hey, just like Bigweld.
Aunt Fanny: Bigweld. That's a lot of robot.
[She turns and her bottom slams the two onto the couch.]
Fender: Come on. You can bunk with me. We'll ignore the gossip.
[He gets up and pulls a lever to bring down a room. This brings down Piper’s room, where she was putting on makeup.]
Fender: You missed a spot.
Piper: (screams) Fender, get out of my room!
Fender: I'm not in your room. (steps his foot into her room) I am now. (steps out) Now I'm not. (steps in) I am. (steps out) Not. (steps in) Am... 
Piper: (points her hair polisher menacingly) Get out of my room. 
[Fender then pulls the lever and brings up another room. Although, this was the bathroom, where Crank was doing his business.]
Crank: Oh, man, this is my third oil change today. Something's wrong with me.
Fender: Sorry. 
[Finally, he brings down his bedroom.]
Fender: Here we are. Home sweet home. (throws out his arms) What's mine is yours. (his arms fall off) Oh, dear.
Rodney: I'll get them.
Fender: (sees his arms wrestling each other) Look at that. Now they're arm-wrestling. Could you separate them? Hurry, my backside itches.
[That night, Rodney opens a hatch on his arm and looks at the photo of his parents. He closed it and started to work on Wonderbot until he heard a fart sound. He turns to look at Fender.]
Fender: I know that sounds bad, but I'm just doing musical arm farts. (arm-farts to a tune) You know how to do those? They're hard to do, because we're metal, but that's where the skill comes in. I'm real close. Listen. (makes an arm fart) No, wait. (makes an arm fart) No, wait, wait. (makes an arm fart) You can't tell me that didn't sound like a... Like an old man.
Rodney: You know, I'm a little tired. Maybe tomorrow.
Fender: Kind of a rough day, huh?
Rodney: Kind of. My dad's probably sitting by the phone... ...waiting for his brilliant son to call... ...and tell him what a big success my first day was. I know it's not your problem. If you burden your friends, you won't have any.
Fender: What are you, a fortune cookie? "That's what friends... " (then) You consider me a friend? 
Rodney: Sure, what else would I consider you?
Fender: An embarrassment, a way to rebel against your parents... a desperate cry for help. The list is endless.
Rodney: Let's just stick with friend.
Fender: You know, even though you had a discouraging day, remember... there's another one coming tomorrow. (points to the window) You know, my last roommate jumped out that window.
Rodney: Hey, Fender.
Fender: Hm? (Rodney does arm farts) YEAH, BABY!!!! LET IT RIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Rodney and Fender (and even Wonderbot) are doing arm farts. Outside...]
Crank: (offscreen) Hey, guys, come on. What are you, three years old? This is how a man does it.
[Crank does arm farts.]
Piper: (offscreen) You guys are SO gross! Besides, this is how you do it.
[Piper does arm farts.]
Aunt Fanny: (offscreen) Hey kids, get a load of this!
[She does a huge fart and sighs with relief; Everyone is grossed out.]
Rodney: (offscreen) Open the window!
Piper: (offscreen) Aunt Fanny, we were using our arms! Eeeeewwwww!
Aunt Fanny: (offscreen) Oh.....excuse me.
Crank: (offscreen) Ugh, light a match!
Lamppost: (sniffs) Lady... please! See a doctor! (passes out)
[The next morning, there was an outline of the passed-out lamppost by the house. Inside…]
Aunt Fanny: Breakfast. This will perk everyone up. Some of Aunt Fanny's fresh-brewed grease.
Rusties: Yummy!
[The Rusties grab their drinks.]
Aunt Fanny: Careful, it's hot.
[They poured hot grease all over their bodies while Wonderbot sips it like soda. Rodney arrives at the kitchen.]
Rodney: So, what are you guys doing today?
Fender: We're doing it.
Piper: What about you?
Rodney: Bigweld's disappeared, and you're sitting here.
Fender: That's already been established.
Rodney: I gotta find out what happened to him.
Crank: Hey, you want my advice?
Rodney: Sure.
Crank: Forget it. "Never try, never fail." Those are the words I live by.
Rodney: Crank, the idol of millions is gone, and no one seems to care. There should be an angry mob out there.
[Just then, an angry mob rushes by the house.]
Rodney: What the...?
[They went outside to find the mob running over to the hardware store.]
Fender: Wow, that was great, psychic friend. Now say, "Money should be falling from the sky." (nothing happens) Say it. Say it. (cries)
[An angry mob of outmodes gathers at the front of Jack Hammer’s store.]
Jack Hammer: Sorry, folks, all sold out. Nothing but upgrades from here on in.
Female Robot: But I like myself just the way I am.
Male Robot: We can't afford upgrades!
Tough Robot: Let's get him!
[A male robot attempts to throw a trash can, but it is actually a robot.]
Trashcan Bot: Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't throw me.
[Rodney and the Rusties join in the commotion.]
Trashcan Bot: Isn't that the guy that fixed Fender's neck?
Male Robot 2: Yeah, that guy fixes bots.
Jack Hammer: Yeah, that kid can help you.
Fender: (to Rodney) Brace yourself. You're about to get popular. (to the mob) Only those with insurance. (the mob stops) Oh, I forgot. Everybody, come on.
Car Bot: Parts, man. I need parts.
Rodney: You don't look that... (the car bot falls apart piece by piece) bad.
Male Robot 3: Hey, everybody, spare parts!
Outmodes: Yeah!
[The outmodes rush over to grab some spare parts, but Rodney chastises them.]
Rodney: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. What's wrong with you robots?
Fender: (with another nose above his nose) You should all be ashamed of yourselves. 
Rodney: Why do you have two noses?
Fender: One's for showing, one's for blowing. (Wonderbot whacks the other nose off Fender) Sorry. 
Broken-Arm Bot: Hey, could you look at my arm?
Rodney: (the arm comes off as he takes it) Uh… nice grip.
Broken-Arm Bot: LIKE IRON!
Tire Bot: I can't get rid of this spare tire.
Lost Mind Bot: I am losing my mind.
Fender: Back off, back off. He's got his own dreams that won't come true.
[Rodney and Fender look at the departing delivery van and notice Ratchet’s slogan, “Why be you?”]
Rodney: See a need, fill a need. (turns to the crowd walking away) Wait! (the crowd stops as he dons his spanners) Who wants to get fixed?!
[The crowd cheers, except for a dog, who whimpers. And so, a line was held… though Aunt Fanny accidentally knocked them over like dominos with her big butt. Inside the house, Rodney comes to an outmode and gets out his beating heart clock. Fender faints from the sight of this part. Then, an old outmode was unable to turn on his lightbulb by pulling on the cord. Luckily, Fender claps his hands twice and the lightbulb turns on. The outmode smiles and they high-five, though that causes the lightbulb to turn off. Then, Rodney fixes the robot’s broken arm, which was now able to extend a few inches. Diesel sprays some mist into an opera singer bot’s mouth and she is able to sing clearly. However, Diesel steals her voice box and proceeds to sing opera. An Operation robot’s red nose buzzes as Lugnut tries to carefully remove a wrench from his leg part. Rodney then fixes a toilet robot by unclogging it with a plunger.]
Toilet Robot: Thanks, Rodney. You're number one.
[Moments later, Diesel came with a box full of parts and together, the entire gang installed them onto the broken car bot, turning him into a hot rod bot. The outmodes cheered for Rodney, praising him as the town hero for fixing them.]
Outmodes: (chanting) Rodney! Rodney! Rodney!
[Meanwhile in his office, Ratchet was getting his back massaged by a beautiful massage robot.]
Ratchet: Oh, yeah. I have never felt so relaxed. Say, do you mind giving me a little scratch between the shoulder blades? There you... (feels something scratching his back) Easy, tiger. Hey! Take it easy. Hey, what are you trying to do, kill me?
[He gets up, only to find Gasket instead of his massage robot.]
Ratchet: Aaaah!
Madame Gasket: Relax. It's me, your mommy.
Ratchet: How did you get in here?
Madame Gasket: I came up the air shaft. I know you don't like anybody here to see me.
[Ratchet sees a big hole in the wall.]
Ratchet: Well, what do you want?
Madame Gasket: Someone's fixing them.
Ratchet: What?
Madame Gasket: Someone is repairing outmodes....and they are laughing at you!
Ratchet: Who? And are you sure they're not laughing with me?
Madame Gasket: Yes.
Ratchet: So what if one crazy fanatic repairs a few outmodes? Who cares?
Madame Gasket: Think. Use those brains I stole for you. Today, it's one. What about tomorrow, when everybody gets the idea this is okay? "We can fix ourselves. We don't need upgrades. We want Bigweld." Then what happens to you?
Ratchet: Okay, okay. Take it easy. We've got to find out who this is and stop him.
Madame Gasket: Not stop him, crush him, destroy him. And by the way, I brought you a little something for your desk.
[She hands him a portrait of herself with a quote saying, “World’s Best Mom.” Ratchet was a bit unsure about this. Back in Aunt Fanny’s house, Rodney poured hot grease on his back and sighed.]
Rodney: Is there anyone else waiting? 
Fender: Let me look. 
[He looks out the window to see a lot of robots waiting outside.]
Fender: A few.
Rodney: "A few"?
Piper: What did you expect, Rodney? Bigweld was gone. Sweepers were on the loose, but then came Copperbottom. I'm getting all static-y just thinking about it.
Rodney: I'm not Bigweld. These robots need parts.
[A mailbox robot arrives in the house.]
Mailbox Bot: Mail call. Mail call. Copperbottom, this one's from your mom.
Fender: Oh, is there anything for me?
Mailbox Bot: Oh, I got something for you. (slaps him) That's from my sister.
Fender: I recognize the handwriting.
[Rodney looks at the letter and has a solemn look on his face.]
Piper: Is anything wrong?
Fender: I'll say. (looks at the letter) His father's got one foot in the junkyard and if they can't find new parts for him, he's only got a few miles left. 
Piper: Rodney, are you really worried about your dad? 
Aunt Fanny: Do you wanna go home? 
Rodney: Well, if I go home, I still can't help him. We're out of parts. We've gotta get to Bigweld. He's the only one that can fix this.
[Soon, Wonderbot bursts in.]
Piper: He's trying to tell us something. What is it, boy? What's wrong?
[The Wonderbot forms a few shapes. Bigweld, an arrow, and then he dances.]
Piper: Bigweld is going... dancing.
[He gets out a poster for the Bigweld Ball.]
Aunt Fanny: Of course, the Bigweld Ball. You can't have the Bigweld Ball without Bigweld.
Rodney: Well, that's it, then. I'm going to the Bigweld Ball.
Crank: What? That's the fanciest party of the year. You'll never get past the gate.
[Later that night, Rodney and Fender arrive at the Bigweld Ball dressed as rich robots.]
Tim: Can I help you?
Fender: I think maybe you can.
Fender: (in a foreign accent) I think maybe you can. This is Count Roderic Von Broken-zipper! Formerly Count Velcro. (Tim stammers) Where are the trumpets?! (Tim stammers some more) We were promised trumpets to announce the Count's arrival! (to Rodney) I'm so sorry, your Grace. Beat me until you're happy. (Rodney slaps Fender on the face) He's happy, and I'm not feeling too bad myself!
[They walk in.]
Tim: (clears his throat) Let me... uh.... You're not on the list.
Fender: We're what?! (to Rodney) Once again. (Rodney slaps Fender again) Thank you. (to Tim) Fine! WE WILL GO!! YOU WILL EXPLAIN TO YOUR SUPERIORS WHY WE WERE NOT ABLE TO ATTEND YOUR LITTLE LUAU, YOUR BARN DANCE, WHATEVER IT IS! BUT WE'RE LEAVING IN A HUFF!!!
[The two started to walk away.]
Tim: No, no. No. Please, go right in. In fact, would the count like to hit me?
Fender: The Count hit you?! The arrogance of some people! I will hit you on his behalf! 
[He hits Tim, knocking him off the booth.]
Tim: Thank you, Your Grace.
[His pants fall down and a nearby woman faints.]
Rodney: Okay, let's split up. If you see Bigweld, come and find me. If anything goes wrong, we'll signal each other.
Fender: What kind of signal do you want? You want something kind of subtle, like: (mumbling crazily) Or: (barks like a seal) Oh, how about this: Ca-caw! Ca-caaaaaaawwwwww! Rrrrrrrrrricola! 
Rodney: Subtle. Let's get to work.
[At a bar...]
Partygoer: A screwdriver, please. Shaken, not stirred.
Bartender: Yes, sir.
[The bartender accidentally grabs the Wonderbot, pours some grease into him, shakes him, and pours it out of him and onto a martini glass. The bartender sets down the invention and it stumbles around on the counter until it starts breakdancing.]
Partygoer 2: I'll have what he's having.
[Meanwhile, Ratchet was talking to Cappy at the party.]
Ratchet: You know, Cappy, it's nice that you can see me like this, away from work. See my more casual, fun-loving side.
[Suddenly, he starts choking and he spits out a ball bearing into his glass.]
Ratchet: Now, where were we?
[However, Cappy was gone. We then find some girl robots mingling.]
Loretta: Well, there are never any interesting men at these parties.
Fender: (appears to the ladies) Hello, ladies. Fender von Fender at your service.
Loretta: Hi, I'm Loretta... ...Geargrinder. Anyone dressed as badly as you are must be an eccentric billionaire.
P.A. Announcer: (via intercom) Ladies and gentlebots, now coming to the stage... ...the top bot, the big bolt... ...who's your daddy? Mr. Phineas T. Ratchet.
[The new head honcho comes up onstage.]
Ratchet: (via microphone) Thank you. We now come to the point of the evening, where I have the tremendous honor of introducing... 
[Meanwhile, Rodney is moving through the crowd.]
Rodney: Excuse me. Sorry.
Ratchet: (via microphone) ...our beloved founder, Mr. Bigweld... ...who, unfortunately, is unable to attend.
Rodney: What?
Ratchet: (via microphone) He sends his apologies... ...his love and a small box of assorted cookies.
Rodney: Not coming?
Ratchet: (via microphone; notices Rodney) And what are you doing here?
Rodney: What have you done with Bigweld? How come we don't see him anymore, huh?
Ratchet: (into his com) Okay. Security, we have a party-crasher.
Rodney: (removing his disguise) Yeah, that's right, and I had to put all this junk on in order to get in here, so that I could tell Bigweld that you are outmoding millions of bots. And I know because I spend all day fixing them.
Ratchet: (recognizes Rodney and glares) You.
[Some big security robots surrounded Rodney and grabbed him.]
Rodney: Ca-caw! Ca-caw!
[Meanwhile, Fender was busy dancing with Loretta.]
Rodney: Uh, ca-caw! 
[The red robot couldn’t hear him through the salsa music.]
Rodney: (offscreen) CA-CAW!!!
[Finally, he heard the signal.]
Fender: Oh, my darling, that is the cry of the deep-doo-doo bird. I must fly.
[Fender runs off.]
Ratchet: Take him for a drive... and bring me back his exact weight in paper clips.
[However, Cappy steps in.]
Cappy: No! 
Ratchet: No? 
Cappy: I'll escort him out. You don't wanna look bad in front of your people, do you?
Ratchet: Good point.
Cappy: When I get back... l'll show you my casual, fun-loving side.
Ratchet: (chuckles) Oh, you. 
Cappy: (to Rodney) Get moving. 
Rodney: What? What are you doing? 
Cappy: Saving your life. 
Rodney: Come on.
[They rush off from the evil boss and Fender runs over to Cappy.]
Fender: Let him go. Let him go. Let him go. 
Cappy: (pushes him away) Get out of here, you idiot. 
Ratchet: Get him!
Rodney: Fender, let's go.
Cappy: You know him?
Loretta: Fender, wait for me.
Rodney: (realizes who he’s forgetting) Wonderbot. 
[Rodney runs off to grab the Wonderbot while it is dancing in a conga line. This blocks Ratchet from meeting up with the others.]
Ratchet: Get out of my way!
Rodney: Hey, Tim, I'd like to see Mr. Bigweld.
Tim: Oh, you again.
[The gatekeeper was about to close the door on him, but luckily, he and the others jumped out the door before it could shut. Soon, Rodney is with Cappy in a mobile air carrier.]
Rodney: Oh, that was amazing. So where do we go now?
Cappy: I'm taking you to the train station.
Rodney: What? No way.
Cappy: You don't know what you're dealing with. Ratchet will use your head for a hood ornament.
Rodney: I'm not leaving until I find Bigweld.
Cappy: That's not...
Rodney: Can't you take me to him?
Cappy: I must be out of my mind.
[She pilots the air carrier to Bigweld’s house. Meanwhile, Fender has escorted Loretta back to her house.]
Fender: Au réservoir, my darling.
Loretta: Thanks for walking me home.
Fender: Thanks for carrying me up that hill.
Loretta: Until tomorrow?
Fender: I shall count the seconds. So far, I'm up to four.
Loretta: You crazy nut boy.
Fender: Crazy about you.
[She enters her house and Fender dances happily to himself. He proceeds to sing a little song.]
Fender: (sings) I'm singing in the oil. I'm singing in the oil. After all that work and toil, I'm just slipping in the oil. I know where I've been sent, I'm covered in lubricant.
[He then walks onto the street.]
Fender: My life has turned around. From now on, I'm a winner! 
[Suddenly, a sweeper moves up from behind him and scoops him up.]
Fender: (inside the sweeper) Stop, you've made a mistake. I'm alive. You can't do this. Help.
[Back with Rodney and Cappy, they arrived at Bigweld’s house. Cappy rings the doorbell to get Bigweld’s attention, but there is no answer.]
Cappy: Okay, we tried. Let's get out of here.
Rodney: No, no, no. Something's up. Look at all these newspapers and this mail.
Cappy: Come on. They probably stopped delivering these years ago.
Paperbot: (offscreen) Paper. (throws a newspaper to Cappy)
[The Wonderbot laughs at this until he is hit by another thrown roll of newspaper.]
Paperbot: (offscreen) Late edition.
Rodney: You say something?
Cappy: Nice one of you.
[She shows him the latest issue, showing Rodney’s profile under the headline “BAD BOT BUSTS BALL.”]
Cappy: Come on. We gotta get you out of here.
[Rodney pushes against the door, which slowly opens up to the two.]
Cappy: Big, creaky door. Perfect.
[They went inside the house and the robots used their eyes as flashlights to look around. They bump into another door and Rodney opens it. Beyond that door was Bigweld’s huge workshop.]
Rodney: Look at this. This is Bigweld's actual workshop. I recognize it from his old TV show.
Cappy: Could you keep it down? We're not supposed to be here.
[He sits on a chair and pulls on a cord, lifting the chair up to the chalkboard.]
Rodney: Do you know what these are? These are Bigweld's original invention designs. That's his own writing.
Cappy: This is strange. How come it just stops in the middle?
Rodney: (lowers the chair down and comes to some dominos on the table) Look at this. Remember, he used to have these on his show?
Cappy: Rodney, I don't know how to tell you this, but...
Rodney: Why are they so dusty?
Cappy: Wait, don't.
[He blows on a domino, which tips over and knocks down an extended line of dominos. The domino line tumbles across the room.]
Rodney: This is much more elaborate than the ones on his show.
[The dominos fall over though many parts until it starts to create a huge Bigweld drawing on the floor. Then, they knocked over some huge dominos from small to big and the huge one however… created a flood of dominos when it drops! The two get swept up in the domino waves.]
Cappy: Rodney, what do we do?
Rodney: I don't know. This is kind of a first for me.
[Suddenly, surfing on a big domino was the one and only Bigweld. He looks different than the one on his show. Same fatness, different look.]
Bigweld: Yeah!
Rodney: (spots Bigweld) It's him. 
[Soon, the domino wave dissipates and the big robot lands on the ground.]
Bigweld: Who's the king of the beach?
Cappy: Are you all right?
Bigweld: Well, considering I'm an old fat guy who just crashed to the floor... l'm fantastic. Now, who the heck are you?
Rodney: I'm Rodney.
Bigweld: Oh, I thought you were the dominoes delivery boy. Come on, let's set them up again, only bigger.
Rodney: Sir, is this what you've been working on? This is why no one sees you?
Bigweld: Young man, nobody likes a chatterbox.
Rodney: But there's a terrible crisis, Mr. Bigweld. We need to talk.
Bigweld: Son, I've gotta tell you, you're making a lousy first impression.
Cappy: Please, sir, he is your biggest fan. In fact, he's an inventor just like you.
Rodney: Well...
Cappy: Show him that thing you made.
Bigweld: A device? A doohickey? A thingamajig?
Rodney: (to the nervous Wonderbot) Now, don't be scared. Show Mr. Bigweld what you can do. (the invention shook its head) Go on. It's okay.
[The Wonderbot nervously flies over to Bigweld and then drops off some nuts.]
Bigweld: Is that what it's supposed to do?
[It then sparks out and falls on the ground.]
Rodney: It gets nervous under pressure...
Bigweld: Son, let me give you a good piece of advice.
Rodney: Yes?
Bigweld: Give up.
Rodney: What? You're telling me to quit?
Bigweld: I said "give up," but "quit" works just as good.
Rodney: Is that what you did? Is that why you're sitting here... letting Ratchet turn robots like my father into outmodes?
Bigweld: Kid, sometimes you just gotta know when you're licked.
Rodney: But you're Bigweld. You can fix anything.
Bigweld: I used to think so. To me, having the company was all about making life better. With Ratchet, it was making money that came first. I became old-fashioned, an outmode. Go home, kid. If he beat me, he's gonna beat you. The world you're looking for no longer exists. You missed it. Find some other foolish dream. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm very, very... very busy.
Rodney: (sadly) Yeah, I can see that. (to Cappy) All I ever wanted was to grow up to be like him.
[As they sadly leave the house, we come back to Fender, who was still trapped in the sweeper.]
Fender: Help. Open the door. Open the door.
[The door opens to reveal a nightmarish factory.]
Fender: Close the door. Close the door! 
[He tumbles out of the vehicle and lands on the conveyor belt.]
Fender: Wow, look at all these parts. It's a smorgasbord. Look at that. So many things I've wanted all my life. Oh, that's pretty.
[Suddenly, some worker bots whirl their blades at Fender. He yells and tries to run, though his foot was stuck in a spring. He tries to pull himself out but end up falling off the belt and springs up and down, hanging. He sees Ratchet and Gasket walking down the factory.]
Ratchet: Okay, Mother, this way. 
Gasket: Let me look, please. I can't bear it. 
Ratchet: No peeking, now. It's a surprise.
Gasket: Oh, you are a wicked boy. 
Ratchet: And look. 
[A huge, upgraded sweeper drives into the factory, surprising Gasket.]
Gasket: For me?  
Ratchet: It's got a full tank of gas. If you're ready to mow, she's ready to go.
Gasket: Has any mother ever had a better son?
Ratchet: By the way, I found out who's been fixing those outmodes. So tomorrow, these babies..are gonna chop him up along with all his buddies...and every other walking pile of junk I'm sick of looking at.
[Fender gasped. The villains then noticed the spring stretching from Fender.]
Gasket: What's that? 
[The spring launches Fender up to the belt, away from the villains. Fender loses his lower half. He sees that he's heading towards the furnace. He quickly hops away from the furnace. Fender finds another lower half. He puts it on and stands up, only to find out it’s a woman’s skirt.
Fender: This is so wrong. This is so wrong. (runs away) Help. (jumps off) Help!
[Meanwhile at the subway station, Cappy was speaking to the ticket counter while Rodney was in the telephone booth.]
Cappy: Rivet Town, please. One-way.
[Rodney was having a phone call with his parents.]
Rodney: (on the phone) Hi, Mom. Oh, I'm doing fine. How are you? And Dad?
Lydia Copperbottom: (on the phone) He's right here. I'll put him on. 
[She hands the phone over to her husband.]
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) Hey, buddy, how's it going?
Rodney: (on the phone) Hey, Dad. How are you feeling?
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) Oh, fine, fine. (coughs) I... I've just been a little under the weather. No, we're just having a little trouble... finding your old man a replacement part, that's all. But let's talk about you. What kind of work are you doing? What's Bigweld like? Did you meet him?
Rodney: (on the phone) Yeah, I met him, but...
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) What's wrong, son?
Rodney: (on the phone) It's not how we thought it was, Dad. It's not... I can't...
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) I see.
Rodney: (on the phone) I'm really sorry I let you down.
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) No, no, no. You could never let me down, Rodney. Listen, I know it isn't easy, Rodney... but a dream that you don't fight for... can haunt you for the rest of your life.
Rodney: (on the phone) Yeah, Dad.
Herb Copperbottom: (on the phone) It's up to you, son.
[Rodney hangs up the phone, cheered up from his father’s speech.]
Telephone Bot: Your father loves you very much.
Rodney: I know.
Telephone Bot: With our Friends and Family plan, you can talk to him 500 minutes a month. Free nights and weekends.
[Just then, Aunt Fanny arrives at the station.]
Aunt Fanny: Yoo-hoo, Rodney! Wait. (hands him his suitcase) Your suitcase.
Rodney: Thanks, Aunt Fanny, but I'm...
Aunt Fanny: The others wanted to come and see you off too.
Rodney: Well, why didn't they?
Aunt Fanny: Oh, they did.
[Her back side opens, revealing the Rusties as they come out.]
Crank: Next time, let's split a cab.
Piper: (notices Cappy) Who the heck is she?
Aunt Fanny: I used to have a figure like that.
[They find Fender at the ticket counter.]
Fender: Hurry, come on. One ticket to anywhere.
Lugnut: Fender?
Piper: (gasps) I have a sister. (discovers that it’s her brother) An ugly sister.
Fender: Hey, guess what. It's the sweepers. They're rounding up outmodes and taking them... What "them"? Us. to Madame Gasket's chop shop. And guess who's really behind it all.
Rodney: Ratchet.
Fender: You don't wanna guess? I ran all this way in heels. Come on, take a stab.
Rodney: Ratchet.
Fender: Ratchet! Listen to me. Listen to me. We won't last a week.
Crank: Okay, okay. Settle down. I got a plan. Let's all get on that train.
Fender: Come on.
Rodney: Hey, wait a minute. You're all giving up?
Crank: You started it.
Rodney: Well, I'm ending it. My mistake was hoping that Bigweld would fight our battles. Well, he won't. It's up to us. If we don't do something about Ratchet, no one will. Come on, let's fight back.
Aunt Fanny: Fighting never solved anything.
Bigweld: (comes in) Quitting isn't so productive either. I gotta tell you.
[Everyone's surprised to see Bigweld.]
Crank: It's the big boy.
Aunt Fanny: (lovestruck) Oh, be still, my pump.
Bigweld: Kid, if you're gonna fight, I'm going in with you.
Rodney: You... You are?
Bigweld: (refers to Aunt Fanny) Hey, who's the dame with the sweet keister?
Rodney: But why?
Bigweld: I don't know. I'm a big guy, and I like women with large...
Rodney: No, no, no. Why are you gonna help us?
Bigweld: Because I wanna grow up to be like you.
Rodney: (beams with happiness) Then let's do it.
Bigweld: Come on, gang. Let's give that Ratchet an old-school fix-it!
[The gang cheered and they ran off.]
Aunt Fanny: Oh, what a man. (falls over)
Crank: (peeks his head on the side) Someone get a crane.
[The next morning, they arrived at Bigweld Industries by a limo, where Ratchet was on the phone.]
Ratchet: (on phone) Mother, I'm an adult, okay? So stop telling me how to kill Bigweld. I'm doing it today... ...how I want, where I want and with whatever I want.
[However, he sees Bigweld outside, spitting his drink out in shock.]
Bigweld: Okay, boardroom, 10 minutes. I want you both there.
Lugnut: Mr. Bigweld, should we come too?
Bigweld: No, no. You stay here and watch Daddy's limo.
Lugnut: Yes, sir.
Bigweld: I'm going inside to kick some booty. (to Cappy) Hey, you know, your boyfriend here is a genius.
Rodney: What?
Cappy: Oh, he's not my... He is?
Rodney: I am?
Bigweld: Thanks for still believing in me. It's good to be home. Toodley-oodley!
[He rolls into the building and every worker was in awe to see him again after all those years. One bot stretches his eyes before they get pushed back in, pushing him on the ground. Another bot drops his jaw on the head of his fellow worker. And another robot drops his pants in shock before pulling them up.]
Loretta: (on phone) I use the Brazilian wax. It makes me feel like every day's a fiesta.
Bigweld: Tell Mr. Ratchet his 10:00 is here.
Loretta: I'm all over it. Yes, sir.
[He gets into an elevator and then emerges on the top floor while the crowd of robots cheered for his return. The executives were surprised to see him, including who had recently left the men’s bathroom. He sees Bigweld and accidentally enters the women’s bathroom. In Ratchet’s office….]
Ratchet: (on the phone) No, no. Tell him I'm not here. Tell him anything, just don't let him in.
Bigweld: (charges into the office) Ratchet!
[Ratchet shrieks and hides in Bigweld's chair.]
Bigweld: I'll cut to the point.
Ratchet: What happened? Run out of dominoes? I'll send you more.
Bigweld: You're fired!
Ratchet: Fired? On what grounds? This company's never been more profitable.
Bigweld: (shoves him out of his chair) Profit, schmofit. Now, get out.
Ratchet: No, wait, please listen to me. You can't do this to me. This job is my life. It means everything to me. You don't know what I've done to get here. The lies I've told. The lives I've ruined. This isn't helping me.
Bigweld: (to the operator on the phone) Get me security.
Ratchet: Wait, please. Can't I just make one more heartfelt plea?
Bigweld: (leans his head near him) Okay, what did you wanna say?
Ratchet: That! (whacks Bigweld on the head with the phone) Oh, my gosh. I'm as crazy as my mother. 
[Bigweld groans and then Ratchet hits him again. Later, Rodeny, Cappy, and Wonderbot arrived, only to see Bigweld escorted out by the security bots.]
Ratchet: Take that fish to the chop shop and put my name on his parking space.
Rodney: Let go of him.
Ratchet: Sure. Listen, kid, it's over. You lost. Bigweld is gonna be melted down into next season's upgrades along with you, your moronic coffeepot and Cappy. Such a waste.
[The Wonderbot chomps on a security bot’s hand, making him let go of it, and trips the bots over with its wire arms. Rodney grabs the invention and flies to the downed Bigweld. He pilots the big robot away from Ratchet and out the window. The invention was unable to hold them due to Bigweld’s weight and he dropped them. They tumbled down the building and landed inside a slide.]
Rodney: Mr. Bigweld, are you okay?
Bigweld: I'm the prettiest girl at the Harvest Moon Ball.
Rodney: I'll take that as a "no." 
[Meanwhile, while the limo was rocking up and down, Aunt Fanny played some smooth music. Back in the building, they steered Bigweld down the hallway.]
Rodney: Out of the way!
[The workers ran out of their way while Cappy spotted them.]
Cappy: Rodney!
[She activates her skates and follows after them out the door. As the security bots chased them, the Rusties were having fun with the limo.]
Rusties: Road trip! Road trip! Road trip!
Piper: You guys are so embarrassing. (sees Rodney on Bigweld) Oh, that's Rodney. He's in some kind of trouble.
Rodney: I've gotta repair him.
Cappy: Okay, I got your back. 
[She bumps one security robot into the fountain.]
Piper: Come on, we've gotta help Rodney.
[They saw some magnet cranes driving after the two.]
Fender: No, Piper, you stay here.
Piper: No way.
Fender: Let's be honest. We're headed for a huge butt-whupping. Whatever happens to us, make something of yourself. You're the only thing I've got to leave behind. Goodbye!
[The Rusties drive off after their friends in the limo, leaving Piper and Aunt Fanny.]
Aunt Fanny: He's right, Piper. They're headed for a huge butt-whupping.
[Rodney was busy trying to fix Bigweld’s circuits.]
Bigweld: (sings) If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
Rodney sees the magnet cranes coming behind them and he steers Bigweld off the road and onto the transport ball road. They dodge some oncoming transport balls, flew through the air, and landed on the rotating wheel’s road.
Bigweld: (sings) Daisy, daisy, give me your answer...
[Finally, Rodney fixes his circuits.]
Rodney: Okay, got it!
Bigweld: Rodney, what's going on? Where are we?
Rodney: It's okay. You're all right.
[A magnet crane comes up and magnetizes them. Luckily, it was piloted by Cappy. Unluckily, they were then stuck to another crane, the vehicle piloted by Ratchet. The two cranes fight for Rodney and Bigweld while the limo drives up between them.]
Fender: Okay, boys, we got them right where they want us. Boost me up. (the robots formed a tower; to Diesel) Oh! Watch your hands down there!
[Rodney turns Bigweld backward to face the Rusties.]
Fender: Rodney! We're here to save you! 
[The robots end up getting magnetized.]
Fender: How do you think it's going so far?
[The magnet cranes then stretched the bots as a bridge and fell onto two parallel roads, launching Rodney out of the bridge and landing back on.]
Rodney: (sees the plug on Ratchet’s crane) The plug. Hold on, guys! I gotta get to the other side.
[He gets out his wrench and carefully walks over to the other side, though it wasn’t long until he was magnetized to it. As he tries to unscrew the latches of the plug, the road was cut off, leading only to a dark pathway. The magnet cranes fell off the road. Rodney continues to work on the plug, but Ratchet sees the chop shop up ahead and drives toward it. However, Rodney managed to plug the crane from the other and he fell back to his friends.]
Cappy: We're out of here!
[Unfortunately, Cappy sees the Sweepers coming. She swerves out of the vehicles’ way and the crane falls over, causing Bigweld to fall and roll over to the chop shop. The doors closed in front of the robots.]
Crank: The chop shop. That's it. Game over.
Rodney: The game is not over. This is our moment to shine. This is where you show what you're really made of.
Fender: In my case, it's a rare metal. It's called "afraidium." It's yellow. It tastes like chicken. 
[He clucks like a chicken and lays an egg, much to his surprise.]
Fender: I didn't know I could do that.
Crank: Rodney's right. I am tired of just complaining and never doing anything. I... l... I wanna try. No. Forget it. I'm sorry. No. Yes! I want to try.
Rodney: Then you're first. 
[Rodney rolls him a big tire.]
Lugnut: First for what?
Rodney: (gets out some tools) They want us to upgrade? Then let's upgrade.
[Inside the Chop Shop, Bigweld has been taken hostage by Madame Gasket and is a few steps away from being incinerated.]
Bigweld: Gasket, you're a sick, twisted, evil robot.
Madame Gasket: I try. 
[As Bigweld’s pot was about to move into the furnace, it suddenly stopped. Gasket looks up to see Rodney stopping the gears with a pipe. The entire gang arrives, all upgraded for battle sans Cappy and Wonderbot. Crank was like a monster truck while Fender was a valkyrie. Diesel comes out as a cowboy and Lugnut appears as a wrestler. Rodney and Cappy arrived next to the Rusties.]
Madame Gasket: Oh, good. Company. So you're the little glob of tin who's been making all the trouble. Who are these losers?
Fender: We, sir...
Madame Gasket: I'm a woman.
Crank: Ouch.
[Diesel's eye lenses break]
Fender: (in a Scottish accent) We've come to rescue our friend, you evil bag of bolts. And you will be defeated by the very outmodes... ...that you scorned and defaced.
Crank: Yeah, because there's seven of us and only one of you.
[Several worker bots come out.]
Fender: There's seven of us and... Eight, nine...
Crank: Did you count that one?
Fender: I think so. Could you all stop moving around?! It's so frustrating! I think I counted one of you twice!
Madame Gasket: While you're at it, count these. 
[Soon, the Sweepers join the army of minions.]
Madame Gasket: As soon as we're done with you, these hit the streets.
[Ratchet is seen piloting one of the Sweepers.]
Ratchet: This is the last day any outmode will ever see.
[The Sweepers and the worker bots advance toward the gang. Suddenly, a hatch is suddenly opened by Piper, who was wielding a power drill.]
Piper: Did I miss the butt-whupping?
The Gang: No.
Crank: Matter of fact, you're a little bit early.
[Piper whistles and the whole wall comes down, showing the outmoded robots of Robot City behind her.]
Outmodes: (chanting) Rodney! Rodney! Rodney!
Piper: Well, let's get started.
Fender: Testify, sister!
Rodney: Charge!
Piper: Charge!
[Both sides charged into battle and began to duke it out. Diesel uses his pistols to knock down some worker bots while Crank drives over some ramps, launching worker bots in the air and knocking them to each other. Meanwhile, Lugnut was wrestling with some worker bots.]
Announcer: Oh, no! He's got a steel chair. (a worker bot smashes a chair over Lugnut’s head, but Lugnut grabs the bots and slams them) But he's back up into a neck-breaker. (Lugnut climbs up to the top rope) He's up to the top rope. (Lugnut jumps off) Look at the hang time! (Lugnut lands on the worker bots) That's sure gonna leave a dent.
[Some more worker bots surround Piper. She pinches her nose and blows, making her pigtails launch and hit some henchmen. While some more surround Cappy, a worker bot throws Piper over. The yellow bot runs on top of the bots’ heads and joins Cappy. They linked each other’s elbows and Cappy spins while Piper kicks. Piper then throws Cappy over and dodges some worker bots. Aunt Fanny was busy trying to whack some henchmen with her frying pan, although it’s her big butt that’s doing the work.]
Aunt Fanny: Say hello to my dimpled friend.
[Fender tried to fend off the worker bots, but they plowed through his shield and his rod. Surrounded, Fender decides… to do a dance number. He dances to Hit Me Baby One More Time while punching out the evil robots. Meanwhile up above, Gasket pulls the wrench out of the gears and the pot starts moving again. Rodney flies over to Bigweld via Wonderbot, who then confronts the evil robot. He then sparks out and falls… only to re-emerge with a big pipe in hands. The two start to pipe-fight in the factory a la Star Wars while Rodney unlatches the pot and grabs Bigweld out of it. The strong robot lifts a conveyor belt up like a ramp and Crank revs back on the belt, launching some parts at the Sweepers. Piper was firing at them with plungers from the toilet bot. One of them caught the sweeper by its eye. Rodney and Bigweld watch above, seeing the Sweepers advancing towards their friends. They soon eat the conveyor belt.]
Ratchet: This is gonna get greasy!
[The Sweepers approach the outmodes, ready to chop them up.]
Bigweld: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Rodney: I sure am.
[As the two set up their plan, back at the fight, Gasket slams the Wonderbot down with her pipe. However, it wraps its wire arms around it and spins the robot around. Rodney turns a valve, and the huge pipe lets go of a buzzsaw, swinging him and Bigweld to the sweepers.]
Rodney: See a need, fill a need!
Bigweld: This isn't what I was thinking at all.
[Ratchet sees the buzzsaw coming and jumps out of the Sweeper as it slams into it and knocks the other sweepers down like dominos. The buzzsaw crash lands in the pile of spare parts. Wonderbot then throws Gasket away and Ratchet grabs onto his flying mother. They swung near the furnace.]
Madame Gasket: What are you doing? Get off me. Let me go! Do as I say. Get off!
[Ratchet is pulled off by a hook while Gasket falls into the furnace, destroying her in the process.]
Ratchet: Ma! 
[He then slams on the ceiling and his parts fall off, revealing he’s nothing more than the very outmode that he scorned. He was now hanging above with his father.]
Ratchet: My upgrades!
[Back with the citizens, they looked at the pile of junk and saw Rodney and Bigweld pop out, alive and well. They all cheer and Rodney’s friends rushed over to hug him.]
Ratchet's Father: It's all right, son. You can shine no matter what you...
Ratchet: No! Just stop!
Bigweld: Come on, Rodney. Let's open the gates of Bigweld Industries forever.
Rodney: Wait a minute. There's one thing I need to do first.
[Back in Rivet Town, Herb was washing the dishes when his wife came in with the news.]
Lydia Copperbottom: Herb! Herb!
Herb Copperbottom: Honey, what are you doing here?
Lydia Copperbottom: It's Rodney, honey.
Herb Copperbottom: Rodney? Is he all right?
Lydia Copperbottom: Come outside. Hurry.
[However, his boss, Mr. Gunk, appears.]
Mr. Gunk: Copperbottom, where are you going? What about the dishes? 
[The Copperbottoms looked at each other and nodded. Herb then takes off his dishwasher equipment and shoves it on his boss, following his wife out of the diner.]
Mr. Gunk: Hey, get back here! You'll never wash in this town again.
[The parents went outside to see the town full of robots.]
Herb: What is all this? The whole town is out here. Rodney?
Rodney: Dad! There's someone I want you to meet.
Herb: Is that...?
Rodney: That's Bigweld, Dad...the greatest robot in the world. Besides you.
Bigweld: I understand you need a few parts.
Herb: Well, I'm not one to complain.
Bigweld: Well, then don't. I've brought enough parts to make two of you. (speaks through the microphone) Ladies and gentlebots…. (echoes) I came all this way... (to the microphone bot) Would you cut that out? It's very distracting. 
Mike Bot: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Bigweld: Where was I? Mr. and Mrs. Copperbottom, I came all this way....to tell you in person that your son, Rodney....the man who got me off my big titanium tochis....is now my right-hand bot and my eventual successor.
[The citizens cheered, and Rodney’s mom hugged him.]
Robot: Way to go, Rodney!
Rodney: Oh, Mom.
Herb: Son.
Rodney: (hugs his father) Dad, I know you kind of felt bad when I was growing up that you couldn't give me a lot of stuff. But you gave me the most important thing: You believed in me. 
Herb: From the second you were born.
Rodney: Well, Dad, now I want your dream to come true. Dad, you always wanted to be a musician. (gets out a horn-like instrument) Now be one, for everyone to hear.
[The crowd cheers for Herb.]
Fire Hydrant Bot: Good for you, Herb! You did good!
Bench-Sitting Robot: Good job! 
Bench-Sitting Robot 2: Way to go.
Tin Man: Now I'm sure I've got a heart, because it's aching.
Herb Copperbottom: You'll have to forgive me. I'm a little rusty.
[Herb is doing a poor job of playing the instrument Rodney gave him. As he plays, it starts to make a melody.]
Crank: Well, there goes our happy ending.
Fender: No. It's a fusion of jazz and funk. It's called "junk."
[Soon, Wonderbot and the Rusties start to join in by playing their own music to match the tone. Herb then starts playing “Get Up Offa that Thing” as a robot band joins him.]
Lydia Copperbottom: I love you, Herb!
[Bigweld comes over to Diesel and hands him a voice box. He inserted it in his mouth and soon, he was singing like James Brown. Everyone was dancing on the streets of Robot City. During this, Loretta finds Fender in the crowd.]
Loretta: Fender!
Fender: Loretta, my darling. 
[When she jumps into his arms, they fall off by accident.]
Fender: Sorry.
[Meanwhile in the sky, the Wonderbot was carrying Tim out of town.]
Tim: I was on the list! Don't you know who I am? Wait! Whoa!
[The Wonderbot kicks him out and as the iris closes on it, the bot winks to the audience then closes to black. Roll credits.]
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