Claudia: Nice security in this place.
Claudia: Then somebody should run a diagnostic of their entire security system.
Valda: Time to rise and shine.
Valda: Yes, you and I are going to do great things, Ms. Donovan.
Pete: Great, the Nazi Valda. Fun!
Claudia: I just got her back, I'm not about to lose her to some psycho from another dimension. When I get my hands on him, I'm going to snap off...
Pete: You and me, alone?
Myka: Bring your favourite teddy bear and a night light. Come on!
Pete: I'll take off my shirt. I'm working on my guns.
Steve: How about working on your breath.
Myka: You have got to stop eating sugar.
Artie: Get out! It's a trap!
Claudia: You just keep giving me reasons to kick your ass, Mr. V.
Valda: With weapons such as these, you can defeat your enemies completely undetected.
Pete: Pete smash!
Pete: You know what, Steve? That lying bit got old six minutes after you got here.
Claudia: It's like the transporter from Star Trek, minus the Dilithium Crystals.
Steve: So when you say safe...
Artie: Don't start with me!
Pete: If I put my back any more into it, my kidneys are going to explode.
Pete: Zoinks! Velma, Daphne, let's go.
Steve: You do have a Plan B, right?
Claudia: I wonder if a mini-tesla grenade will fit in Valda's mouth.
Pete: Let's go to China and stop Valda from ordering takeout.
Steve: What happens if we destroy it?
Artie: Happily accepting guesses on that.
Artie: Valda, you son of a bitch, this is my home, and I will never, never let you take it away. Do you hear me? Never! Never!
Pete: Fork you!
Myka: How many times do we need to save the world?
Pete: We should get a raise.
Pete: I'm in love with Myka Bering.