Ennesby: Kerchak, please don't do this.
Kerchak: Your wisecracking really did get on my nerves you know. Now it's time for lights out and shut up.
SFX: Clicky, Clicky
Kerchak: That's not the right noise.
Ennesby: I've disabled your armor and weapons... the stuff I offered to carry, and grabbed signatures for. But I didn't have enough time to pinpoint just you.
Kerchak: But that means my men down on deck...
Ennesby: You can hope they remember their innate ability to fling feces. It's the only projectile weapon they've got left.