M: Behold our power !
(Clinton): Hilary come here, you gotta see this !
(Hilary): Help ! They’re taking my car !
Don’t let them get the interns !

M: We will take everything !
(Pilot): We got them on the run !
(Clinton): Can you take this dress ?
Take that, you greedy Martian !
M: Do not resist us !

(Clinton):  "Don't take the weenie cart, it's my favorite!"
[think about the meaning of weenie.......]

(Clinton): "Take the first lady, but leave my monster truck!"

(Clinton): Do you have any female Martians ?

Take that, you four armed felons.
(Clinton): I feel your pain, Martians.
M: Mmmm hotdogs, yummy !
M: You will be mesmerized by our green tractor beam !
Finish them off !
M: Oh, oh, oh no !!
 
Martian Happy Hour

(all quotes by Martians here):
What, are you drunk ?!
(Bartender): Oh, he was my favorite Martian.
Aughs ! That had to hurt.
Bartender ! A drink for my ugly green buddy here.
Three earthlings are walking into a BAR.... -Yeah, then what ? -....I forgot !
What’s with the juggling thing ?
Huhh...what a mess.
To the invasion of the earth...cheers !
Bottoms up.
Oh, I didn’t like him anyway.
Get me another round..on the planet !
Well...how many Earthlings does it take to screw in a lightbulb ?
I don’t have a drinking purpl....problem.
Looks like HE couldn't hold his kerosene!  (middle martian dying)
I just got back from Uranus..  Did you fly?  Yes, and my arms are killing me!
 
Secret Weapon

M: Come on, you rusty bucket of bones !
Yahoo !
Deploy the Advanced Battle Emancipator !
That’s some good fighting, ABE !
Take that, broccoli head !
Sucka-punch him !
You’re in for an ass-whuppin’, Martian !
Everybody was Kung-Fu fighting !
Nice kick !
Take him out, ABE !
Breakshot, ABE !
Go for it, ABE !
(Announcer): Finish him !
Robo-Lincoln rocks !!
Break out the can of whup-ass !
Adios alien !
(Announcer): 15th president wins....
(Announcer): Robo-Lincoln wins....
 
Bonus Wave Multiball (Fuel)

Jackpot !
Allright, fill her up !
More, more !
Yahoo !
The more power the better !
Woohoo !
We need more fuel !
Get that fuel !
Hurry up, man !
Go, go !
Good job !
 
Tower Struggle

(with heavy Italian accent):
Now whata heck are you doing you stupid Martians ?!
The Martians are straightening the Tower of Pisa !!
You are very bad, you stinking Martians !
Go away, you extra-terrestials from Mars !
Stick it upa your neck, you ugly green Martians !
You Martians are not very smart, are you ?
Leave us Tower alone, you Martian bastards.
You Martians are no good !
Keepa your hands of our Tower of Pisa !
O, that shot wasa beautiful !
(Tower crushes): Molto bene !!
(Tower): Italia, Italia !
(Tower): Ah, it was justa stupid Tower anyway.
(Tower): Ah, it was always leaning the wrong way anyway.
 
Martian Tank (Mystery Mode)

Oh my starvin’ daughter: a Martian tank !!
M: please, be gentle !
 
Martian Autopsy (Mystery Mode)

What is this, a full body-cavity search??
That’s not my spleen, that’s my wife !
This whole thing is just tearing me up inside, heh heh.
Hey, that keeps me regular.
I wonder where that went ?
I didn’t think I’d have a stomag for this hahaha.
(Doctor): Thanks, folks. You’ve been great ! Next show is at one o’clock.
 
Martian Aerobics (Mystery Mode)
- No quotes -
 
Multiball

Super Jackpot !!
 
Drive-In Demolition

You’re blockin’ the screen !!
You will remove your saucer from in front of the screen ! (CFTBL/RS Taxi-Driver)
(Female replies): Down in front !!
M: Wonderful cinematography !
(Female): Honey, tell that Martian to move. I can’t see.
M: Don’t ruin the plot !
Take that !
M: Hah, that didn’t hurt !
No saucers allowed !!
M: I love this movie !
(Choir): Move your saucer !
M: Miss me, hahah !
M (end of mode): I can’t wait for the sequel !
 
Bonus Wave Multiball (Saucers)

More, more !!
We need those saucers !
Yahoo !
Go, go !!
Martian technology !
Hurry up, man !
Jackpot !!
Good job !
 
 Paris in Peril

(with heavy French accent; a descendant of Francois du Grimm ?):
The Eiffel Tower is in great peril !
We will pummel you with...fruit !
M: Ah, Paris.....how romantic.
(Cow): Moooh !
M: Aaah Paris....the city of love , heh heh heh heh.
Get away from my Tower, you stinking Martians !
Martian flambées !
M: how ‘bout a little Paris flambé !?
Take that, you Martians.
Take that, broccoli head.
(Fighter pilot): Yeeha !!
Keep firin’ boys, we’ll turn them into pea soup !
M: Anyone for a French....toast ?
You will never defeat Paris, you Martians with a lot of arms.
Go back to Mars and take your four arms with you !
Go back to Mars and take your stinking odor with you!
(When finishing mode): Les etoiles, c’est magnifique !
(Finishing mode): Paris triumphed !
 
Big-O-Beam

M: Arrr, use the Big-O-Beam !!
M: Bigger ! Bigger !!
M: You cannot protect yourself from our giant livestock !
(Ned): Edna, get back in the house, I’ll take care of those Martians !
M: The bigger the better !
(Ned): Man, that’s one big pig !
(Edna): I’ve never seen a pig like that before !
(Ned): Now how we supposed to feed a pig like that?
(Pig): Hihihihi !
M: Our Big-O-Chicken will crush you, Earthlings.
(Ned): Gee that’s a big chicken !
(Edna): We're gonna get some big eggs outta that!
(Chicken): Kot !
M: Fear the big pig !
(Edna): Look at the size of Bessie !
(Bessie): Mooooh !
(Edna): Why can’t you Martians go bother them city folks ?
(Duck): Quack !
(Ned): Hey you Martians ! Vamoos !
(Ned): No trespassers allowed, can’t you read ?
(Edna): Ned, git the shotgun, there's Martians in the yard!
 
 Mars Kneads Women

M: Aarrr ! Women !!
M: Let’s take a look at this one...!
M: That one, that one, definitely that one.
M: O, yes, uhuhuhuhuhu ! (Beavis & Butthead)

(Male on the beach showing his muscles): Check out these pecs, baby.
(Female sunbather replies): Ooh baby, you’re hot ! Aaah !!
(Mr Muscle): I’m looking goood !
(Female): What-ever....oooh !
(Male): Man, I’m just rippin’ !
(Female): Like; shut up.

M: Yes, let’s look what’s on this one.

(Female in Marty’s Massage Parlor): Wow, it feels like you’ve got four hands !
or:  Wow, you've got QUITE the touch!
(Marty replies): Ow, yes !
(Marty): I need you ! More than you’ll ever know !
M: Yes, yes !!

(Four Martians yell): I need your melons !!.....o, no ! (*)
(Female while hitting the four): Take that and that !!
(Female): How dare you grope me there !!
(the 4): Give me your melons !
(Female hitting back): I’ll pull your four arms off !
or: How dare you grope me there!
or: You can't grope ME and get away with it!"
M: O, that was great !

(Female in foodstore): Hmmm, broccoli, yummie !
(Martian hidden between broccoli): Pick me, pick me !!
(Female): This broccoli looks so fresh !
(Broccoli Martian): Surprise ! Hahahaha !!
(Female): This broccoli looks crustaceous. Aaaah !
(Broccoli): Hahahaha !!
(Store announcer): Orden’s Finer Food...fresh is our business.
(Broccoli): Fresh...and ready for picking !!
(Store announcer at end of scene): Cleanup in produce!
(Store announcer at end of scene): Price check in broccoli!
M: Heh heh heh.
M: Oh my, yes, I like that one a lot.

(Female newsreader): This just in; Paris is burning.
(Martian who took the place of male newsreader): And it was a real blast !! Hahaha !!
(Female newsreader): Thousands of women across the country are reporting....aaah !!
(Martian newsreader): I’ll say ! Hahahaha !!
(Female newsreader): Giant livestock at farmer Ned’s. Bob ? Oooh !!
(Martian Bob): How ‘bout a Martian ? Hewh !!

M: Yes, I liked that one.

(Helga): This is how we knead the dough ......
(Helga): Once the butter?? has set, its time to knead the dough....
 (Martian, coming out of the cooking bowl):  Did you say knead ? Hahahaha !!
(Helga): When you have many to feed, it pays to make sure you...oooh !!
(Helga): When you take the puppy seeds and crush them into little bits....oooh !!
(Bowl): Ooow...that feels great !
(Helga): Always make sure you read the recipie... ooh !
 
Bonus Wave Multiball (Weapons)

Get those weapons !
I like big weapons !
The more weapons the better !
Yeeha !
I love weapons !
Good job !
Jackpot ! Yahoo !
Let’s go, let’s move it !
Yahoo !!
I like big weapons.
Go ! go !
More ! More !
Wohoo !!
Get those weapons !
Hurry up, man. Let’s go, let’s move it !
Nice work, soldier.
 
Mothership Multiball

(Pilot): Man, will you look at the size of that thing ?!
(Pilot): Come in Houston, we got a problem.
Blast him out of the sky !
Come on, let’s use some of the taxpayers money !
M: you are no match for our Grand Mothership !
(Pilot): Let’s rock ‘n’ roll !
M: You are no match for our Step Mothership !
One more, baby.
Blow up the Mothership, now !!
 
(*) Not used in family mode.  This rating needs to be completed.

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