So, Sekhmet, your power isn't just overwhelming body odor, but sleight of hand, too!

Yuck, Talpa has bad taste. Needs color.

If you want this armor so bad, you'll have to pay the price! Try it on first, if it fits, it's yours!

Ah, excuse me, but we do know how to fight, and we don't need you to tell us what to do.

Ugh, man, I can barely move. Rowen, you didn't happen to get that license plate number of the truck that hit me, didja?

[to Cale] Your mother wears army boots!

That does it, I don't wanna end up like sliced salami!

Hey, whoa, wait a minute Kento! What you talkin' about?

They're juiced!

Now I'm jammin'!