- Dawn DeSilvia: Ten warheads, one megaton yield each, plus forty-eight unshielded uranium fuel rods in the tank... Oh, my God.
- Lt. Sean Lambert: That's a serious explosion
- Dawn DeSilvia: No, Sean. That's Nuclear Doomsday.
- The Woman: You took my mate, now I'll take yours.
- Dawn DeSilvia: Wait, what? Me? No, I'm not his mate. I mean, we're barely even friends.