Metalman: Well, I find it quite odd that robots like you come here just to be sliced to bits. Megaman: I don't want to fight you, Metalman. Let's just go home. Metalman: Sorry, Mega. I only follow my rules, and do it with an iron fist. Airman: Hey, what are you doing here? You could get hurt! Better go home, kid. Megaman: I'm not going home without you, Airman. Airman: Oh, playing stubborn, eh? I've dealed with you're types before. Flashman: Hey, Mega. Bright enough for ya? Megaman: I don't have time for this, Flashman. Let's go. Flashman: I agree, but only if you win!