Skeletor: I certainly hope I'm not disappointed in the creatures...
Cobra Commander: If you are we can always get a new scientist. You'd be surprised how many idiots in white lab coats just walk around ready for you to grab them.
Skeletor: Yes, well I'm tired of waiting, and I think-WAAAAAA! HOLY SHIT THEY'RE HUGE!
Baxter: ~glub~ Get me out!
Cobra Commander: Right, which way to Greyskull?
Skeletor: About a foot and a half off camera, you can't miss it.
Skeletor: He-Man! Look down at the new 'Room Heavyweight Champion' and quake with fear!
He-Man: Oh? Who did you defeat for your title?
Skeletor: Shut up! Prepare to meet a force you cannot possibly defend against, we hope.
He-Man: ~sigh~ I've already turned you away after foiling plans to poison me, shoot missiles at me, repossess my castle, and throw a faceless ninja at me, not to mention the incident involving the brother who's ten times better at being you than you are. What could you possibly have now?
He-Man: 'Da hell?
He-Man: Wuaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhhh! Bugs! I fucking hate bugs!
Skeletor: Wow, that was easy.
He-Man: I'ma getting outta here!
Skeletor: Mwahahaha! Greyskull is ours!