Der Trihs: The prisoners are here, sir.
Kevyn: They look like mummies. What happened?
Der Trihs: Nick wanted to kill them. I convinced him to settle for stripping them naked and taping them up.
Kevyn: Fine. I've got them now. New orders : Make sure everybody who doesn't want to live here is aboard in five minutes. We are leaving.
Der Trihs: Yes sir.
Kevyn: General, would you like to join me for the unwrapping of Pharaoh Ductapamun and his embalmed pets?