- Killface: And what do you think you're doing?
- Simon: [mutters]
- Killface: Oh, really? Well, bright young lads who bring home a C in earth science and a C minus in algebra don't get to go on a lovely kidnapping.
- Simon: [mutters]
- Killface: Yes, as a matter of fact, we'll probably use algebra like mad today.
- Killface: What are you doing?
- Sinn: What?
- Killface: You're getting pretty for the crab man!
- Sinn: No, no, no...
- Killface: Yes you are!
- Phillip: Hey? Is that Crews?
- Killface: [to Phil] Shut up!
- [to Sinn]
- Killface: You want to marry him and have little crab babies and live happily ever after in your clam shell under the sea. And you'll say, "Oh, I know. Let's have that lovely Sponge Bob over for shish kabobs some night... And Patrick."
- [a taxi has parked in Killface's reserved space at the Annihilatrix construction site.]
- Sinn: I don't believe it! You didn't kill the taxi driver?
- Killface: No. You know, I was, but I think it's hard enough on the Arabs in this beastly country right now, so I-
- Sinn: I don't think he's Arab...
- Phillip: No, I'm pretty sure that guy is Filipino...
- Killface: Oh, well then...
- [Killface shoots the taxi driver.]
- Killface: London calling!
- Grace Ryan: This is Grace Ryan, Force 10 News, dangling, helplessly, from high atop the Annihilatrix. My microphone now literally a lifeline, because if I fall, I will drop right into what appear to be superintelligent, radioactive waste-covered ants.
- Cameraman: ...Oh, God. Please fall.
- Sinn: [narrating] Next time, on Frisky Dingo.
- Killface: Oh, my God, she fell.
- [Xander and Stan are being held hostage atop the Annihilatrix.]
- Grace Ryan: Baby! What are you doing up here?
- Xander Crews: Casper the mumbly fuckin' Ghost kidnapped me!
- Stan: Us! Double kidnapping.
- Stan: Simon! You did this all by yourself?
- Simon: [mumbles]
- Killface: [hugging Simon] Come over her and hug Papa's neck!
- Xander Crews: That's your son?
- Stan: Huh, he is a he.
- Killface: Oh, I'm so proud of you! We'll go split a half-pint of lager and watch Cinemax all night.
- Xander Crews: Well, you can forget bein' an action figure!
- Killface: Sorry, what?
- Stan: Can we just forget the whole action-figure conceit? Please?
- Killface: [pointing a gun at Xander's head] Xander Crews! I demand a ransom of Twelve Billion Dollars!
- Xander Crews: Oh, terrific!
- Xtacle: [two Xtacles land on the platform, point their guns at Killface, and knock his gun away] He's not paying you a dime, Killface!
- Xander Crews: Yeah!
- Xtacle: [a third Xtacle lands and points his gun at Xander's head] Cuz dead men don't pay ransom!
- Xander Crews: No! Guys! Hey, woaw!
- Hotel Waiter: [coming up the elevator to the platform] Not so fast, Xtacles!
- Stan: Aw, come on!
- Hotel Waiter: He's mine!
- Xander Crews: What the...?
- Grace Ryan: Oh my God...
- Killface: Going to freak out now...