无敌破坏王 Wreck-It Ralph (2012)【完整台词】

So here's what I'm thinking.

You help me get a new cart...
A real cart...

And I'll win the race
and get you back your medal.

You want me to help you?

All you got to do is
break something for me.

Come on. What do you say, friend?

We are not friends.

Oh, come on, pal. You son of a gun.

Come on, buddy. Let's shake on it.

Ah. Come on, chumbo.

Ralph, my man. My main man.

Hey!

My arm's getting tired.
Do we have a deal or not?

(GRUNTS) You better win.

Well, I'll say this much,

they don't call your friend
"Wreck-It" for nothing.

There's the shuttle.

Is he in there?

Nope. Lucky for him.

Otherwise I would have
slapped his corpse.

No Cy-Bug, either.

Got to find it before it
lays its filthy eggs.

It came this way,

but the sugar particles
in the atmosphere

are jamming my sensor.

Can't get a read on it.

So what is it with this Wreck-It joker?

Why did he go AWOL?

I wish I knew, ma'am.

He was acting all squirrelly last night...

Going on about cake and medals...

But I never thought he'd go Turbo.

"Go Turbo"?

That's right,
you guys just got plugged in.

Well, back when the arcade
first opened,

Turbo Time was by far
the most popular game.

- And Turbo...
- Turbo-tastic!

- He loved the attention.
- Turbo-tastic!

So, when RoadBlasters got plugged in

and stole Turbo's thunder...

New game. All right!

Boy, was he jealous.

So jealous that
he abandoned his game

and tried to take over the new one.

PLAYER 1: These are
the greatest graphics I've ever seen!

Turbo-tastic!

PLAYER 2: Hey. Is that...
That looks like Turbo.

PLAYER 1: What's Turbo doing
in this game? Aw, come on!

PLAYER 2: Mr. Litwak!

FELIX: Turbo ended up
putting both games and himself

out of order, for good.

Yes, the selfish man
is like a mangy dog

chasing a cautionary tale.

I know, right?

That's why I have to get Ralph home

or the same thing's
gonna happen to my game.

(BLEEPING)
- Huh?

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)

What is this?

- "Nesquik Sand"?
- Quicksand?

Oh, I'll hop out
and grab you one of those vines.

(GRUNTS) Huh!

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

I can't hop. I'm hop-less.
This is hopeless!

We're going to drown here.

Stop thrashing. Stop moving.

You're making us sink faster.

We're going to die!

Get ahold of yourself!

(LAUGHTER)

FELIX: The vines. They're Laffy Taffy.

They're attracted to
whatever makes them laugh.

Here, hit me again.

(ALL GROAN)

That's not funny enough. Harder!

Look, you're a nice guy. I can't...

No, ma'am!
The arcade is depending on us.

Now do your duty. That's an ord...

- Oh!
(LAUGHING)

It's working! Hit me again.

Ooh, your eye.

I can fix it. Now...

Oh! San Fran-tastic! Again!

Ow! You mean business!

Ow! Yikes on bikes!

Wow! We're... killing... them!

Comedy gold!

(WHIMSICAL SINGING)

All right, enough with the goo-goo eyes.

We've got work to do. Let's go.

(BEEPING)

Ugh. We lost the Cy-Bug.

Come on. We'll get
a better view from the air.

You think you can fix that shuttle?

Can do.

(SNORING)

Shh!

All right, do your thing, knuckles.
Bust it open!

What's this?
You're a full-on criminal, aren't you?

Hey, we shook on it.

(SIGHS)

Thank you, Jeeves.

What is this place?
Where are the carts?

You gotta make one.

What? No, no.

Look, kid, bad idea. Trust me.

I don't make things. I break things.

Well, it looks like
you're going to be stepping outside

your comfort zone, then, Gladys.

Ooh, this is a good one!

ANNOUNCER: Welcome to the bakery!
Let's bake a kart!

RALPH: What is this, another game?

VANELLOPE: Yeah, well,
it's a mini-game.

You have one minute to win it.

- What?
- Come on, Ralph!

Go! Mixing.

Put the ingredients in the bowl

and throw away the trash.

Hairbrush. No!

Underpants. No, no!

You're getting all the wrong stuff, kid.

I'm trying!

Let me up there. I'll do it. No. Yes.

Gross. Milk. Yes, yes, yes. Oh!

ANNOUNCER: Batter up!

Ah!

VANELLOPE: Come on!
No sleeping on the job!

Baking! Pump up the heat

and hold the perfect temperature.

Ralph, a little help here?

I'm on it.

Yeah, no problem.
Give me this thing here.

VANELLOPE: Okay, good. Little more.

Yeah, that's it! Hold it, hold it, hold it.

(DINGS)

Yes! Come on. Get up, Ralph!
Fifteen seconds!

ANNOUNCER: - Decorating!
- Wheels first.

- How many?
- Four, doy!

Got it. (GRUNTING)

Now frosting. A buttload of frosting!

No problem.

Oh.

ANNOUNCER: Time's up!
Congratulations.

You did it, and here's your can!

(RALPH EXCLAIMING)

Look, kid... I tried to warn you.

I can't make things. I just break...

I love it.

You do?

I love it.

I love it! I love it! I love it!

Look, it's got a real engine!

And look at these wheels.

(KISSING)

I love it! I finally have a real cart!

Come on. A work of art
like this must be signed.

(SNORES) Cream puffs.

(GRUNTS) Hmm?

(SNIFFING)

(GASPS) This is Beard Papa.

The Glitch is in the bakery!
Get me King Candy!

Oh, what? You have teeth?

I don't think I've ever
seen you smile before.

I'm not smiling. I was... I'm gassy, okay?

(LAUGHS)

Hold it right there, Glitch! (GASPS)

- And Wreck-It Ralph?
- Uh-oh.

(EXCLAIMS)

Start the cart! Start the cart!

What are you waiting for?
Come on. Let's go!

I don't know how to drive a real cart.

You don't what?

Are you hurt, Sire?

No, he just glazed me. Get them!

- Gangway!
- Oh!

Ah!

Stop, in the name of the king!
That's me!

(SIREN WAILING)