- Lisa: Skull 23, what in blazes are you doing?
- Rick Hunter: Hah?
- Lisa: Just where were you at the meeting, asleep? I'm sick and tired of repeating myself. That kind of flying will give you away to the aliens!
- Rick Hunter: But...
- Lisa: This is no time for acrobatics, you idiot!
- Rick Hunter: But all the other pilots were flying really dangerously, so I thought that...
- Lisa: Shut up, Hunter! You follow your instructions, you hear me?
- Rick Hunter: Okay, okay, I gotcha!
- Lisa: Is that the way to speak to superiors? Look around, wise guy. You're the only one who's flying dangerously!
- Rick Hunter: [groaning, embarrassed] Roger, roger.
- Lisa: You're that loudmouthed pilot, aren't you?
- Rick Hunter: And you must be that...
- Lisa: Yep.
- Rick Hunter: Oh, no!
- [He clamps a hand over his mouth and gasps]
- Roy Fokker: I'd say you'd better watch that mouth from now on, because she's your superior officer.
- Rick Hunter: [saluting, voice cracking] Sir!
- Lisa: [to Roy] I hope for his sake he takes your advice.
- [to Rick]
- Lisa: Oh, by the way, I don't know what your particular problem is, but it really doesn't look too good for you to be hanging around in lingerie shops.