- Breach: It's a school. But it's *not* a school. But it *is* a school.
- Dr. Holiday: What's that supposed to mean?
- Breach: That Rex is too cool for school, and he's no tool. You're the fool.
- Rex: [a person disappears after being cured] Okay, what just happened?
- Little Girl: That one was broken. And she *always* gets rid of the broken ones.
- Agent Six: [as Bobo enters a cave] I wouldn't advise going in there.
- Bobo Haha: Does the word melanoma mean anything to you? You want to wait in the sun? Go right ahead.
- [Bobo enters the cave, then comes running out]
- Bobo Haha: On the other hand, who doesn't love fresh air?
- [an Evo scorpion exits the cave]
- Dr. Holiday: [about Breach] She still has her powers, but with her hands restrained, she won't be able to cut open a portal big enough to step through. Just... don't... touch... her.
- Dr. Holiday: [to Breach] This may hurt a little.
- [a probe is fired at Breach, then it disappears. To the Ops personnel]
- Dr. Holiday: Reflex - she instinctively opened a portal to protect herself. Remember that "No touching" rule? Would have made a big mess, had I been wrong. That was probe we shot into you, Breach. You sent it to Helsinki.
- Dr. Holiday: Rex, you figured it out!
- Rex: Yeah, I know, I'm a genius. Wait. What did I figure out?
- Dr. Holiday: What Greenville is. It's Breach's personal dollhouse. You're her newest doll.
- Rex: Okay, can we at least say "action figure?"
- Dr. Holiday: [to Breach] If getting Rex back means I have to tear you apart molecule-by-molecule, fine! Prep the next sequence of probes, 12 per minute.
- Rex: I'd really like to get out of here, Doc.
- Dr. Holiday: I'm not going to let anything happen to you, Rex. I promise.
- Rex: Maybe when she sucked up Greenville, she never spit it out.
- Dr. Holiday: Separate dimension only *she* can access. YOU have him, don't you?
- Breach: Mmm, he's my new favorite. Shiny shiny.
- Dr. Holiday: Did you hear that, Rex?
- Rex: Sweet. I always wanted to be some psycho girl's favorite toy.
- Little Girl: *I'm* her favorite! You take that back!
- Dr. Holiday: Rex, what's going on?
- Rex: I think I'm being promoted to BFF. And let's just say this little girl isn't made of sugar or spice. I'm going to cure her.
- Dr. Holiday: I know you can't have it all, Breach. Rex doesn't belong to you! If you want this to stop, it's easy. Let him go!
- Breach: NO!He's *mine* now. My new favorite.