Robots Page #5

I talk to you.

Who's stranger than that?

I got good news, and I got bad news.

- What's the bad news?

- I checked the stock book.

And as of today, they are no longer

making parts for your model.

You have been officially outmoded.

Outmoded? Well, that's fine.

What's the good news?!

Well, when we had your parts,

they were on sale.

How could this happen to me?

I'm practically a kid.

Look, pull yourself together.

All you need is an upgrade.

That new-upgrade smell.

Just came in, fully loaded. Look.

It's got cup-holders, standard.

Does it come in plus sizes?

Sure, take a look at the new

Bigweld spring collection.

I can't afford that fancy stuff.

All I need is one stinking neck joint.

No. Why did this happen to me?

I'm hurting me. Idiot.

Sorry, pal, it's either upgrade

or the chop shop for you.

The chop shop?

I'm fine, I'm fine. Look, no hands.

Ta-da! I'm back. Miss me?

- No one's going to the chop shop.

- That's right.

What do you think

we can get for him?

Will you stop? Listen, shiny pants...

...you get back there

and find a part for my brother.

We are not junk, we are not scrap,

and we will not be treated this way.

I'm sorry. I don't have the parts.

Well, do you have two washers,

an S-spring and some Fastweld?

I can fix you easy.

The Force is strong with this one.

When was the last time

you got oiled?

I can't answer that

with my kid sister here.

Can it, Fender.

Hold still. This might tickle.

We haven't been properly introduced.

I'm Fender. Used to be Bumper...

...but had to change it

when we came in to the country.

Copperbottom, Rodney Copperbottom.

Riddle me this:

Why did I meet you among the garbage?

Well, today I tried

to get in to see Bigweld.

Well, if you find him, tell him

we really need him to come back.

He cared about bots like us.

I heard they've done him in

and left the rest of us to fall apart.

Well, that ought to do it.

Look at that! And he fixed my neck.

- Sweeper!

- Sweeper?

Make yourself scarce.

What's the big deal?

- Well, if you're an outmode like Fender...

- Hey.

They sweep you up

and take you to the chop shop.

Where they melt you down

and turn you into something else.

You mean...?

Yep.

Sweepers. Sweepers.

Help. Here's one outmode

you're not gonna get.

Fender, run!

That was close.

When in Robot City,

guests of the Rusties... That's us.

- stay at Aunt Fanny's boarding house,

where our motto is:

"Beats rusting outside. "

Let me just let her know you're here.

Aunt Fanny!

- We brought someone.

- I'm in the kitchen.

- Are you sure your aunt won't mind?

- Relax, she's not my aunt.

She just takes in bots who are broke.

Bless her little heart.

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