NC: Paw, report! Paw: Uh, three-bedroom, two-door garage, siding could use a little work... NC: I mean who's on it? Paw: Oh, um, yeah, um... (checking his scanner again) Henchman: Sir, the Critic's ship is requesting contact. Terl: Let them eat static. Paw: Sir, all I'm getting is static. NC: Go to Spoiler Alert! Snob: Should I arm the photon red shells? (to Luke) It is so cool we have that. Luke: Yeah! NC: Not yet. Terl's henchman: They still haven't raised their shields, sir. Phelous: All right, let's get you out of here. Voice: Ahem! Sage: (remembering) Oh, um. I'm sensing impending danger. NC: What?