Lacchi: Power has let his emotions made him vulnerable. Foolish.
Lord Dread: It is an anniversary of loss, Lacchi. The death of his father. Fifteen years. A long time ago...
Mentor: Greeting Major.
Major Matthew 'Hawk' Masterson: Stuart?
Mentor: Negative. I am Mentor. Dr. Power has given me his likeness. His stated purpose was to assure that his son would never be... without him.
Soaron: I have come for you.
Young Jonathan Power: Who are you? State your purpose.
Soaron: I am Soaron. I enforce the will of the machine.
Young Jonathan Power: Are you a Bio-Mech, limited intelligence? Or can you think, reason?
Soaron: Yes, I think. First there was darkness but now I think all the time. I fight and I think. I fly and I think. And I listen to the voices. And I find something in my program I do not understand. There is something in the dark...
Young Jonathan Power: Where were you developed?
Soaron: [snaps back to attention] You will forget everything you heard and you will come with me, now!
Mentor: My programming requires me to warn you again. There is a danger.
Major Matthew 'Hawk' Masterson: I heard it. Now here's some new programming for you: when I turn this thing on, if anything happens to me, send a tight beam transmission to Earth force headquarters Pentagon. Turn over all Power base facilities to their control. Ask them to call in an airstrike on Volcania. If he's let down his guard enough to let Stuart in...
Mentor: But Doctor Power and Jonathan...
Major Matthew 'Hawk' Masterson: Will most likely be dead if I don't get there in time.
Major Matthew 'Hawk' Masterson: Time to target?
Power suit computer: Eight minutes, thirty seconds.
Major Matthew 'Hawk' Masterson: Come on Stuart, just stay alive nine more minutes. That's all I ask.
Lyman Taggert: [to Stuart Power] All I ask is that you let Overmind touch your thoughts. Merge as I did, learn what I learned. If you only understood you'd work with me, not against me.
Dr. Stuart Power: This is the end, Lyman. One way or another the war stops, here and now!
Lyman Taggert: I... hurt.
Overmind: A remnant of your past. Now you are one step closer to the ideal. The machine is in you and you are in the machine.
Lyman Taggert: Let me see.
[his cyborged face appears on screen]
Lyman Taggert: My face!
Soaron: It dwells quite dread onto all who oppose the will of the Machine.
Lyman Taggert: Yes... dread...
Overmind: Emotions are the enemy of order. You are now one of us. Immortal, perfect.
Lord Dread: Yes, I understand. The past is gone. From this day on Lyman Taggart is dead and Lord Dread lives. That is my command.