LIII+PKMN - Zenigata and His Two Pokemon

[After arriving to Japan in midnight, Inspector Zenigata and his two Pokémon (Tangela and Trubbish) have returned to his police station to find it destroyed]
Food, Poké Balls... whoever the Heck these guys are, they’re real thorough.
 Yeah, this wasn’t any accident.
 [kicking debris] Son of a gun! Look, I’m just gonna spit it out. There’s no other possible explanation. Somebody had to have tipped them off, and there’s only one person that that can be. This is it, man; you’re just gonna have to choose between us and him!
Aw, come on, Tangela...
 No, he’s right. Bad enough that your infantile addiction to this trainer has consistently rendered you an unreliable business partner. But even now, as he conspires with others to have us captured, you continue to defend him! It shows that...
Mm-hm! Go ahead, Trubbish. Shows what?
...that you are a weak man of no conviction and no honour.
Hm! 
 Come on. You're being a little too harsh, aren't you, Trubbish?
 It is only natural for you to defend the actions of Zenigata, especially since you are responsible for some of his sins as well.
What?! Why, you pious jerk! 
Trub?
[a standoff between Trubbish and Tangela ensues]
Hm!
 I've always wanted to emit noxious gases on these ridiculous vines of yours.
Tang? What was that?
Guys! Come on!
 It's probably hiding a bald spot as big as your butt!
Now that's it!
 Hey, wait! Come on! Look! You're right, okay? I'll turn over a brand new leaf. The Trainer is... history! Word of honor! Now shake hands, and let's move on, okay? I said let's go, alright, guys? [walks away]
One little question: where are we going?
Like water, Zenigata always gravitates the ocean.
[to Zenigata] Darn it, Zenigata! Do you have any idea how far that is?!
[stops walking] [to Tangela] Hey! It's all a little inch on the Atlas! Sheesh!