- Space Marshal Graham: There's a transport-ship in peril.
- Coran: What is its cargo?
- Space Marshal Graham: It's the most precious cargo there is: human beings.
- Coran: What are you waiting for?
- Hunk: [sticking his hands casually behind his head] Oh, I thought I'd take a little nap first.
- Keith: Me, too.
- Coran: A nap? Have you gone mad? Weren't you listening to Marshal Graham? This is an emergency.
- Princess Allura: [grinning] Oh, they're only kidding you, Coran. You know it takes a minute to power up the turbos.
- [last lines]
- Keith: Your ship's ready. I guess you guys'll be takin' off pretty soon, huh?
- Captain: *We* will. But the Lieutenant won't. He's staying behind, and who wouldn't want to stay on this beautiful planet? Flowers will bloom again... And long after we'll be gone, the sunsets will be deep and radiant and the peoples will continue to live in the jungles in peace. Pilots, superheroes, primitive man... are we really so different? We all feel sorrow and joy, all seek happiness and peace, and we all have a special friend in Voltron, Defender of the Universe.