Duck Dodgers: I.Q., I sthee your point. You may be onto sthomething. The Univerthe is in danger but don’t you worry, no-sthiree Bob, I’m on the job! I’ll stop these two wretched creatures and foil their little plan! I’ll mmm-hmm-hmm-mmm.
I.Q. Hi: Well, again we’re doomed.
Cadet: S-s-sorry to interrupt you, I.Q.
Duck Dodgers: Just wanted to cheer you up.
Dr. I.Q. Hi: That’s impossible. This is the worst day of my life.
Dodgers: Now you sthee right there, you’re wrong. You’ve sthaid many times that the worst day of your life was the day I joined the Protectorate.
[I.Q looks at Dodgers]
Dodgers: Now you feel better?
Duck Dodgers: [to Cadet] I think we’ve all arrived at a very sthpecial plathe. Sthpiritually, ecumenically, grammatically.
Dodgers: I want you to know that I was rooting for you. Know that.
[to Capt. Star Johnson]
Dodgers: Tyr’ahnee…it would never have worked between us darling. I’m sthorry… I.Q…. nithe hat. Friends… This is the day that you will ALWAYS remember as the day that you…
[backs up and trips over ledge]
Dr. I.Q. Hi: Do you know how much damage this bulldozer would sustain if I just let it roll over you?
Duck Dodgers: How much?
I.Q.: None at all.
Cadet: W-w-will he survive?
Queen Tyr’ahnee: Of course he’ll survive. He’s Duck Dodgers.
Dr. I.Q. Hi: I’m afraid that’s no guarantee, Tyr’ahnee
Dr. I.Q. Hi: [of Duck Dodgers ruling Mars] Can you imagine what that would be like?
Cadet: I’d s-s-say that idea is strictly for the b-b-b-birds.
Dr. I.Q. Hi: There you are. And how was your day? Any progress in saving the world?
Duck Dodgers: I’m working on it.
Duck Dodgers: Yeah, but, it’s dangerous out there. One false move and sthomeone could be blown to bits – maybe me!
Dr. I.Q. Hi: That’s why it up to you.
Dr. I.Q. Hi: Once you’re inside, proceed with disabling maneuvers.
Duck Dodgers: Dithabling maneuvers?
Cadet: Uh…b-b-blowing things up?
Dodgers: Oh… I knew that.
Dr. I.Q. Hi: However, the destruction may be very localized; limited to merely our own galaxy.
Duck Dodgers: Well that’s a relief.