- Storm Shadow: Shall I attempt to rescue Zartan?
- Destro: He is so clever.
- [chuckles]
- Destro: Let him escape on his own.
- Lady Jaye: Your turn, Gung-Ho. And remember, the loser makes dinner.
- [Gung-Ho throws a javelin and hits the bullseye on the center target. Lady Jaye throws a javelin which splits and hits the bullseye on the left and right targets]
- Lady Jaye: I win.
- Stalker: What did you do that for, Lady Jaye? He'll make us eat that homemade Cajun gumbo of his.
- Recondo: Yeah. Last time, we used it to fuel the SkyStrikers.
- Gung-Ho: Gumbo builds muscles, right, Doc?
- Doc: Well, it's certainly given you a cast-iron stomach.
- Spirit: I can wait no longer. My friends are in danger.
- Dr. Mettier: But what can you do? They took all your weapons.
- Spirit: [removes his headband to reveal a throwing knife hidden underneath] They did not find this. Spirits of my fathers, guide my hand.
- [throws the knife at the console, opening the cell]
- Cobra Commander: [upon seeing that the Worldwide Defense Center has not been destroyed] No! Zartan has failed!
- Destro: What did you expect?
- [last lines]
- Gung-Ho: Now that Cobra's done with, let's get down to serious business: makin' Cajun gumbo!
- Dr. Mettier: Ah, Cajun gumbo! A true American delicacy!
- Gung-Ho: At last, a man with good taste.
- Spirit: Freedom, how would you like my share of that gumbo?
- [all the Joes laugh while Freedom flies up to the camera, screeching]