Twisted Metal 2

"The driver of Roadkill, a man named Marcus Kane, stepped out of his car and stood face-to-face with me, the creator of Twisted Metal."

"Oh, Marcus, I always knew you would be the one to figure it out. I will grant your wish, but please! Feel free to come back and visit us any time! The rest of your friends will be here for quite a while (laughs)."

"Greetings, Simon Whittlebone! I raise my glass to the one competitor who's made it all the way!"

"Mortimer, any prize you request will be yours."

"A gift? For me? Let me see it."

"Your wish is granted, driver!"

"Minion! Eh, it's so good to see you again! Surely, we can work out a deal!"

"Sweet Tooth, winner of the 'Twisted Metal' contest, was granted an audience with the founder of the competition."

"I have agreed to grant a winner any prize they request that will be no limits on price, size, or in this case, even reality."

"The night sky exploded with light! And when the light faded, Sweet Tooth had gotten his wish. For the rest of his days, he enjoyed his new life alone in the garden, away from all those who were telling him he was crazy."

"Oh but Sweet Tooth was happy, and... whenever he got lonely for human companionship, or human FLESH, all he had to do was look up, and dream of the day when he would crawl out of the garden and back into the world of man."

"Krista! I thought you had died! In the car crash that almost killed me! You're alive! (reads label on one of the gears in Krista's head) Property of the L.A.P.D.?"

"I would be GLAD to grant your wish, my dear! I will let you go and see your brother."