Then you're first.

First for what?

They want us to upgrade? Then let's upgrade.

Gasket, you're a sick, twisted, evil robot.

I try.

Oh, good.

Company.

So you're the little glob of tin who's been making all the trouble.

Who are these losers?

- We, sir... - I'm a woman.

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.

Yeah, because there's seven of us and only one of you.

There's seven of us and... Eight, nine...

- Did you count that one? - I think so.

Could you all stop moving around?! It's so frustrating!

I think I counted one of you twice!

While you're at it, count these.

As soon as we're done with you, these hit the streets.