Kevyn: We're not going to be softening any deck-plates, Sergeant.
Schlock: Yeah, but I can use my new plasgun to torch those hypernodes, right?
Kevyn: No. I'll be burning out those systems with something a little less likely to splash.
Kevyn: You're my bodyguard on this trip. Keep your eyes open, and keep your plasgun in its. . . Well, in your mouth.
Kevyn: Sometimes I wish I could finish sentences like that with the work "holster."
Schlock: I find the taste of gunmetal soothing.