- Col. James 'Dash' Derringer: But according to this there's air out there. Oxygen-nitrogen mix.
- Consuela O'Shaunessy: We know that Mars had a much thicker atmosphere millions of years ago. Evidently some of it was trapped below the surface. I wouldn't recommend breathing it. We don't know where it's been.
- Col. Paul 'Crowbar' Corbin: I'm getting...
- Col. James 'Dash' Derringer: Let me guess, "a bad feeling about this"?
- Col. Paul 'Crowbar' Corbin: How'd you know?
- Col. Paul 'Crowbar' Corbin: We could be on Pluto and Dash could find a woman to fall for.
- Col. John 'Slim' Griffin: He's just doing his job. After all, we're here as an escort to the United System's top scientists. Besides, wouldn't you rather be here watching this than having lunch with the lovely Dr. O'Shaughnessy?
- Col. Paul 'Crowbar' Corbin: I think there's something wrong with your oxygen mask.
- [last lines]
- Consuela O'Shaunessy: [of the rock the unseen Martians left in Jenny's pocket] A little bit of knowledge. Looks like that's all we're allowed to have. For now, anyway.
- Col. James 'Dash' Derringer: Anything in the rulebook about proper Starcom procedure in alien cities, Slim?
- Col. James 'Dash' Derringer: [the city's central monitoring and control unit powers up] Do you suppose it heard us?
- Col. Paul 'Crowbar' Corbin: More to the point: Did it like what it heard?
- Consuela O'Shaunessy: If only we could communicate with it. The secrets it could tell us.
- Col. John 'Slim' Griffin: Yeah. Like the way out.
- Consuela O'Shaunessy: I hear their soy pro tastes like genuine cow.
- Col. James 'Dash' Derringer: Cow leather, you mean.