- Luba: [Trapped in space capsule] Matt, I can't breathe!
- Matthew Merriwether: If *you* can't breathe, we're really in trouble.
- Luba: [re cannibal tribe] Matt, the space capsule. They're worshipping it.
- Matthew Merriwether: Maybe they found out what it cost.
- Luba: After these few days in the jungle with you, my resistance has collapsed.
- Matthew Merriwether: Everything else seems to be holding up.
- Col. Spencer: Mr. Merriwether. What do I tell the President?
- Matthew Merriwether: Tell him I voted for Nixon.
- Luba: Matt, I meant what I said last night.
- Matthew Merriwether: [Being carried off by cannibals] Oh, swell... You can shed a few tears on my gravy.