- Jayce: This is a desert galaxy. Look at all those twin suns. These planets are burning up!
- Herc Stormsailor: Oh, swell. We're gonna land in some desert to keep our engines from overheating.
- General Ramsi: Let the impudent boy come forward to his death. Remove the shade hanger, and fling wide the gates of purple home! Heh, we will welcome him to his doom.