Triklops: I don't mean to be a bother, but the snake is starting to devour my face now and...
Skeletor: Silence! The adults are talking!
Triklops: Sorry. I'll just tough it out then.
He-Man: Atta boy.
Skeletor: Don't encourage him, he might ask for a raise if you give him too much self esteem.
He-Man: How much do you pay him now?
Skeletor: An eighth of a cent every year and a half.
He-Man: Well, I should be going. I'm getting sick of this place.
Skeletor: Don't let the snake bite you in the ass on the way out.
He-Man: This could have been more pleasant if we both were willing to work on it, you know. I wish you could have been more sympathetic to my needs.
Skeletor: Well, I wish you wouldn't have eaten cookies in the damn bed!
He-Man: Later, bone bag, time to get my home back.
Skeletor: About fucking time he left. I'll be happy to let him take over Greyskull again, as long as it gets him the hell away from me.
Triklops: I didn't think it was so bad having him around. He's kind of funny if you really listen to his stories.
Skeletor: Shut up and die.
Skeletor: Now that's I'm reasonably alone, I have to figure out what to do with myself. I'm tired of going after that castle, and my heart's not really in fighting Skelegort...
Skeletor: What the fu...
Urd: Ohh, Skelegort, you're so much better than I assumed your wuss of a brother would be.