- Gunn-Sar: What's the tally of challenges?
- Cato: Twenty-five dead and one missing, sir.
- Gunn-Sar: Oh, come on, Cato. Don't quibble. Marquin fell backwards off the cliff.
- Cato: Yes, sir.
- Gunn-Sar: So he's dead. Like, you can't say someone's missing as such. Not when they've taken a dive into a bottomless gorge.
- Cato: No sir.
- Gunn-Sar: So, it's twenty-six dead.
- Cato: The council ruled it was twenty-five, sir, and one missing.
- Gunn-Sar: [unperturbed] Twenty-five men lie dead who tried to stand against me. And one, if he's not still falling, is no more than a greasy spot on the rocks, right?
- [food supplies are running low]
- Vila Restal: Well, there's always rodents of one sort or another.
- Del Tarrant: I'm a growing lad, Vila. Rats are not the answer to my diet...
- Pella: You must be very clever.
- Vila Restal: That's what I keep telling everyone. They even believed me in CF One.
- Pella: CF One?
- Vila Restal: A sort of academy, when I was a boy. They chose me as technical advisor for the escape.
- Pella: Escape? From an academy?
- Vila Restal: Perhaps academy was the wrong word.
- Del Tarrant: Orac, in sixteen minutes this base will be destroyed and you with it. Is there anything logically more important than trying to stop that happening?
- Orac: Yes. The most logical course of action is to transport me to safety with all due urgency.
- [Vila, Tarrant and Dayna have been captured and brought before an annoyed Gunn Sar]
- Gunn-Sar: What do you want?
- Vila Restal: A second chance?
- [food supplies are running low]
- Vila Restal: Well, there's always rodents of one sort or another.
- Del Tarrant: I'm a growing lad, Vila. Rats are not the answer to my diet.
- Avon: [musing to himself at Pella] It's a problem, isn't it? You can have war between races, war between cultures, war between planets. But once you have war between the sexes, you eventually run out of people.
- Slave: It is beyond my humble capacity to offer an opinion, Master.
- Avon: [smiles broadly, turns] Oh, that's very good. You may turn out to be my kind of computer after all.
- Vila Restal: Did you see her?
- Del Tarrant: Who?
- Vila Restal: Pella, a young woman. She was here a moment ago.
- Dayna Mellanby: What are you talking about?
- Del Tarrant: Nobody just passed us.
- Vila Restal: We've got to get out of here, this whole place could - There's a nuclear compression charge! We've got to move...
- Dayna Mellanby: Vila!
- Del Tarrant: Calm down, Vila, take it easy.
- Vila Restal: It could go at any time!
- Del Tarrant: Let's just take one thing at a time. This young woman...
- Vila Restal: Have you ever seen a nuclear compression charge go off? Everything gets sucked in. It's like a mini black hole. Looks good! From a distance.
- Del Tarrant: Orac, in sixteen minutes this base will be destroyed and you with it. Is there anything logically more important than trying to stop that happening?
- Orac: Yes. The most logical course of action is to transport me to safety with all due urgency!
- Vila Restal: He's grovelling!
- Del Tarrant: We're not going anywhere, Orac, until you give me straight answers...
- Vila Restal: The lock is free. Nine and a half minutes. Just do your business with your tele-whatever. Have you ever seen a nuclear black hole go off? It's like a mini compression charge. Yes, I know I'm prattling. It's nerves. Nine and a quarter minutes.