Crash Bandicoot Series

"Hmph. Let's see if these tall poppies know how to smoke a steak."

"Blimey! Best not to think about that."

"Am I a franchise? Could I open a restaurant... in an airport?"

"But if I franchise because I saw my future franchise... oh, bollocks, my head hurts!"

"Welcome to the show, vermin! Looking for your precious mask?"

"You think you're so great with your stupid grin on your stupid face. Stupid!"

"Not this time! I've got a backstage pass for you to get up close and personal with my weapon of mass percussion. Come ready to rock!"

"Tonight, live at the War Palace... get ready for a KILLER performance!"

"Enough with the jumping already! Showoff."

"A performance so electrifying you may just spontaneously combust! Or, uh, not-so-spontaneously..."

"Greasemonkey Gazette raves: A DEADLY display that will BLOW your mind (and body, into pieces.)"

"Minion! Leave behind nothing but a smoking crater!"

"Hmm... [picks up Lani-Loli]"

"Oh. [chuckles]"

"[sees a fuse being lit] Uh-oh. [runs into the quantum rift]'"

"Got it. [referring to Cortex] Our bad guy's had a change of heart too."

"Now that we found Ika-Ika, that's all four! What's next?"

"It looks like we're on route to the Rift Generator. But we'd be a lot faster in... [notices hovercraft] ...that! [Tawna ties Crash and Coco up] What the?! Tawna?"

"[after Tawna leaves] Oh..."

"Uh... Yeah!"

"[referring to the Quantum Masks] Masks."

"The usual. Bunch of evil scientists attempting interdimensional domination."

"Wait, you're not coming?"

"[hears gong] Ahh! Eeh! So where's the next mask?"

"[interrupts Cortex] But not if we get him first."

"Uh, sorry to interrupt but existence could end at any minute now, so can we please hurry?"

"Sounds like it's time to kick some N. Tropy butt!"

"[notices Dingodile] Dingodile?"

"We did it!"

"You said it, Crash."

"He means you, Crash."

"Explains a lot."

"Eh. Pffft."

"[confused] Hmm."

"Haha! [picks up Akano]"

"[Akano drops on his feet] AAAAAAHHHH!!!"

"[gasps in shock]"

"[to Cortex] Mm-hmm."

"[gasps] Uh-oh."

"Ohoho! Crikey, I'm starved. [gasps] Wait, is that... [sniffing] roadkill pie, slug and centipede gumbo, braised bat tacos with guanamole? Well now, what have we got here?"

"Time for a spring cleanin'."

"Hmph! Jump on a TNT crate. What am I, a bandicoot?"

"Aww, I made all them tablecloths m'self..."

"There we are."

"Ban-di-coot. Hmm, follow."

"[inhales] Stagnant water, smells like home."

"[sighs] Alright, gotta be another one of them shimmery things 'round here."

"Ahhh. Time to go home."

"Yeah. Just tryna get home. I was enjoyin' the retired life, see."

"[clears throat] Let's get outta here."