"Oh, Marcus, I always knew you would be the one to figure it out. I will grant your wish, but please! Feel free to com…"

"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 r…"

"The night sky exploded with light! And when the light faded, Sweet Tooth had gotten his wish. For the rest of his day…"

"Oh but Sweet Tooth was happy, and... whenever he got lonely for human companionship, or human FLESH, all he had to do…"