- Hunter: Let's roll, Rovers.
- Blitz: But what about the biting of the enemy?
- Hunter: Not now, Blitz. We have what we came for.
- Colleen: And if we don't get this sparkly back to Katzenstok by noon tomorrow, we'll have a real bloomin' war on our hands.
- Blitz: I love it when you talk to me.
- Colleen: Have we been introduced?
- Blitz: Sure, you know me.
- Colleen: Oh, right, your name is... No, no, don't say it, let me think. Blister? No, Blighter.
- Blitz: Blitz!
- Colleen: No, no, no, that's not it. Bloaty?
- Hunter: We'll lay low 'til nightfall. We can sneak out once it's dark. Until then...
- [pulls out the scepter]
- Hunter: Here, Shag. Guard this with your life.
- Shag: Reah.
- [pulls in Blitz and barks]
- Hunter: Okay, guard it with Blitz's life, but guard it.
- Blitz: Hey, no way, mop boy!
- [Shag growls ferociously at Blitz]
- Blitz: All right, all right! Guard it with my life!
- Shag: Reah.
- [Blitz notices tanks approaching]
- Hunter: Hey, Blitz, you want a biscuit?
- Blitz: Tanks.
- Hunter: You're welcome.
- Blitz: No, tanks.
- Hunter: Are you sure? It's tasty. Try it.
- Blitz: Tanks!
- Hunter: You're welcome.
- Blitz: No, tanks!
- Hunter: What's with you? You want it or not?
- Blitz: Tanks!
- Hunter: You're welcome!
- Blitz: NO, TANKS!
- Hunter: WELL, MAKE UP YOUR MIND!
- [the tanks crash into the building and the Rovers evacuate]
- Hunter: Oh, ho ho ho, tanks! Oh, now I get it. Funny.
- [the Rovers drive down a path, but a tank soon appears, heading towards them]
- Exile: Hunter, do everything! Turn, turn, turn!
- Hunter: Hey, the Byrds did that tune, Exile. I love that song.
- Colleen: TURN!
- [Colleen grabs the steering wheel and turns it, saving the Rovers from being fired upon]
- Hunter: Colleen, I think that one was Janis Joplin.
- Gustav Hovac: [while being arrested] Cry 'havoc', and let slip the dogs of war.
- Hunter: Uh, yeah, what he said.