- Hector Con Carne: [singing] I have no body, I haven't got wrists, but I can still rule this world with iron fists!
- Hector Con Carne: [singing] This plan makes me sing! These pies will make me king!
- Boskov: Roar roar roar roar roar! Roar roar roar roar roar!
- The Meteor: [singing] Well, hello, little boy. Don't be shy. Step right up, I'm your reasonable guy. Don't be frightened by the look of my eye. I'm just your average evil meteor from out of the sky.
- The Meteor: [Last words] Ah! What's happening? Just what...
- [Screaming as it melts]
- The Meteor: What a world!