BARTENDER: Sir, that's 4 root beers in a row.
Is there something wrong?
What's the difference?
My life is so screwed.
I just don't understand women anymore.
Maybe I should just cancelled the series and never making it again.
BARTENDER: Sir, it's not the end of the world.
There's plenty more fishes out ther to be caught by a hook.
I do mean by the "hook."
Probably you're right.
AUTO: When all of a sudden, 3 counterwarships are to battle with Shrekrulez
with their own technologically advanced weapons. They're the AMT-67's.
They've been built by the evil organizations calling themselves the "HUNTERS."
OWL: All right, my latest contraptions, find him and SLAUGHTER HIM GOOD!
I better go now. Huh?
(AMT-67's locking their weapons) (crowd screaming and running away)
Great. More weaponary machines.
OKAY, BRING IT ON! HUH!?!
(machine gun firing by a female cat soldier) (explosions)
HUH!?! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?!
(female cat revealed)
KITTY: Kitty Katswell, at your service.
(she bumped him as the AMT 67's weapon start firing as the Bartender leaves in a hurry)
(explosions) (firy blazing) (Kitty starts firing back) (high kicking as Shrekrulez joins the party)
(Shrekrulez grabs the machine gun and starts firing) (bullets into the machine and exploded)