- Skeletor: [cackles wickedly] There is the answer to my evil needs!
- Trap Jaw: Wh-what is it, Skeletor?
- Skeletor: It's a giant spacecraft, tin-head, and it's filled with thousands of Bee-people. If I could capture this spacecraft and enslave all the bee-people, I would have an army large enough to take on Horde-Prime himself! And if I can conquer Horde-Prime, the universe shall be mine!
- [more laughter]
- Skeletor: Trap Jaw, Beast Man!
- Beast Man: [nervously] Huh, huh, yes, awesome Skeletor?
- Skeletor: Both of you shall accompany me on my invasion of this Hive-ship. Get the sleep gas devises, Beast Man. And Trap Jaw, make sure your sun ray is fully charged. We don't want to hurt anyone, but... we will have got a lot of Bee-people to convince.
- [chuckles wickedly]
- Skeletor: Sleep gas and stun rays only, my evil henchmen. No one must be hurt. After all, they're going to be joining my army soon!
- [cackles wickedly]
- Cringer: Gee, Adam, are you sure there are fish in the bottomless abbys?
- Prince Adam: Who knows, Cringer, there might be, if you go deep enough.