Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I promised them a car by midnight, and they'll pay through the nose for you!
Thats the last of em. Five hundred altogether, as promised, Megatron.
Cat got your tongue? Come on, chum, wake up.
He might have been heading for New Jersey-- and the Pine Barrens.
Then they must be run by remote control!
Those wheels are rude!
I find the city exhilarating, Prime!
I'll draw their fire, man!
Oh, looks like more dumping going on!
Thats it!
That bus will take you back to the city, men.
Powerglide, report in. Have you turned up anything?