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Listen here, son. A good engineer knows his machines like a Texan knows his ranch. Ain't no fancy gadget gonna outthink good old-fashioned know-how. Now, you best remember that before you come round my sentry again.

Listen here, boy. I've built machines that could tear you apart faster than a tornado through a trailer park. But I reckon we'll do this the old-fashioned Texas way - just you, me, and a whole lot of pain coming your way, partner.

Y'all better keep that Spy away from my dispenser! Been buildin' these machines since sunrise, and I ain't about to let some fancy-pants saboteur mess with my hard work. Now, who needs a teleporter?

Listen up boys, I've calculated our victory probability down to the decimal point, and it's looking mighty fine. Got my wrench calibrated for maximum Yankees-whoopin' efficiency, and my dispenser's primed to keep us in the fight. Let's show these city slickers some Texas-style engineering!

Listen tiny babies, Heavy has perfect plan for victory. We crush little enemy team like sandwich in giant hands. Da, they are so small, make Heavy laugh. Six, seven, even ten of them cannot stop us. Today is good day for crushing!

Alright boys, I'm getting this jump pad fixed up and ready for action! Don't let those sneaky Spies get anywhere near my equipment with their sappers. Step on up and get a real bird's eye view of the battlefield. This beauty is built to last, so let's move out!

Let's make this quick and clean, mates. Got my scope trained on their heads, and I won't be missing. Six bullets is all I need - one for each of them. Watch how a proper sniper gets the job done.

Alright boys, we got a whole mess of tin cans heading our way! Get them upgrades ready and keep your eyes peeled. These robots ain't gonna scrap themselves! Y'all stick together now - we're gonna send these mechanical menaces straight back to hell!