- Mara: The Gleanons have sent only one squadron. Well, this doesn't make any sense.
- Vice-President Etor: Being a Gleanon means never having to make sense.
- Crita: All right, Sergeant, do you thing your men can sneak into Sorton?
- Sgt. Krone: Gleanons are natural sneaks.
- Private Dobson: [while being catapulted through the air] Why did I have to be a computer programmer?
- Kog: No one stands in the way of Kog.
- [picks up Flipshot and Hydron as if they were plastic toys]
- Kog: Here, these are yours!
- [throws both men at He-Man]
- He-Man: Kog, nice to have you with us.
- Kog: Thank you He-Man, but I cannot stay. There are other galaxies that do not have someone as powerful as yourself to protect them.
- He-Man: If that is where you are needed, then you must go.
- Kog: I will go, but I will always remember you and the people of Primus.
- [flies of in his yellow shuttle]
- He-Man: Safe journey, good friend.