Lion-O: We did put the Thunderclaw back together pretty fast, Snarf.
Snarf: Are you sure it's working OK?
Lion-O: Well, there's one way to find out.
Vultureman: It will be easier for you if you submit quietly.
Panthro: [advancing with his nunchucks] I'll give you submit quietly, you mutated macaw.
Mumm-Ra: Forget it, Lion-O. Not even the Eye of Thundera can give you the willpower to break these prison bars. In fact, you may as well give me that toy.
Lion-O: [clutching his head] I... I'm so confused.
[about to give the Sword to him]
[flings it up so it sails away and embeds itself in the ground]
Lion-O: You will, never have the Sword of Omens, as long as I - have breath in my... body.
Mumm-Ra: [laughs] In that case, the Sword will soon be mine.
Snarf: [groans trying to fly back to the Tower of Omens] There must be an easier way to earn a living.
Snarfer: [appears laughing after Snarf expresses relief that Panthro did not see him crash-land] But I saw it, Uncle Snarf.
Snarf: Can I help it if there's something wrong with the gyroscopes?
Snarfer: Sure, Uncle Snarf. I understand. A wink's as good as a nudge. Say no more. No, sir. Gyroscope-failure.
Snarfer: Yep, that's it.
Snarf: See, it takes something more than a Mutant floodlight to confuse me.
Snarfer: Uh - something like the protection of the Thunderclaw, maybe?
Lynx-O: We'll follow the beam to its source, then play it by ear, if you'll excuse the expression.
Slythe: [after he barrel-rolls the Flying Machine] Do you have to do that, Vultureman!
Vultureman: [laughs] If you can't stand the flying, Slythe, don't join the air force!
Snarf: There they are!
Lynx-O: I hate to sound like a know-it-all, Snarf, but I had already located Lion-O.
Snarf: Well, what were you waiting for?
Lynx-O: The Braille board tells me that the Sword of Omens is missing.
Mumm-Ra: There is nothing more tiring that organizing these wretched Mutants.
Snarf: Here. The Sword of Omens is a very special item, you know, Snarfer. It only responds to people it respects. Don't take it hard. You just haven't been around long enough.
Snarfer: Oh... OK, Uncle Snarf.
Snarf: [struggles to release it for a moment to Snarfer's amusement] Sword of Omens, come free!
Lynx-O: [comes forth clearing his throat] Uh, perhaps I might.
Snarf: It's stuck, Lynx-O. There's nothing you can
[he pulls it free]
Snarfer: I wasn't afraid for a moment.
Snarf: What? Not even for a second, Uncle Osbert, I mean - Uncle Snarf? Gee, that's something, not to be afraid at all.
[Snarf jumps as the door opens, causing everyone to laugh]