"New Kid, this is Fastpass. Get to the playground. One of the Freedom Pals is calling us out!"
"You're sure one of the Freedom Pals wants to meet with us?"
Toolshed makes an entrance.
"Relax, Coon Friends. I didn't come to fight."
"Hello, Toolshed. Long time no see."
"Toolshed is a gadgeteer class visionary archetype."
"Just listen to me. I understand that the New Kid helped take my dad's keys last night. New Kid, I don't know why you were looking out for my dad but... I owe you one."
"That's all I came to say. You might be in the wrong franchise, but if you ever need help I'll return the favor."
Doctor Timothy: "At least he's not a fat little phone stealer."
"You call us losers when the only way you can get a lead is to STEAL IT?! Where is Doctor Timothy's phone?!"
"Sorry, Freedom Pussies, that info is classified."
Doctor Timothy is about to mind rape the Coon.
"He's trying to rape my mind!"
The Coon's screaming in agony as he's being mind raped by Timothy.
"Freedom Pals just raped my mind you guys! Let's get these pedophiles!"
"Coon and Friends, assemble!"
"Civil War 2, it's going down!"
"Oh yeah!! That is twice we kicked your asses!"
"You guys are NOTHING without the New Kid and you know it!"
"Yeah, right! You guys are like DC comics! We're Marvel!"
"Fucking asshole. You guys have Zack Snyder to drag your fucking movies..."