- Herc Stormsailor: In case anybody's interested, this happens to be a map to the treasure of Xornadu.
- [Gillian inspects the map]
- Herc Stormsailor: Won it in a card game on Altar VII.
- Flora: [Flora picks up the map] This'll make a great paper airplane.
- Herc Stormsailor: [scoffs] Hands off, spinach-nose!
- Gillian: Good heavens! Human life. One person on that doomed planet... the poor soul.
- Jayce: We have to go back.
- Herc Stormsailor: Kid, you finally broke the string on your yo-yo. Forget it!
- Herc Stormsailor: Kid, you don't fool around with black holes, even to get a galaxy out of your way!
- Jayce: Herc, are we ready for lift off?
- Herc Stormsailor: [over intercom] Herc Stormsailor doesn't hang around black holes.