"Wurzel, think you can get us out through that skylight? We must take care of Kim's injuries before we can attempt to get back to the ship. Get down! Hey, maybe we can hitch a ride. This is no time for jokes. No, Bus Kirk, it'll never work. Alright, Shell Head, get us out of here. Now! We'd better get out of here and fast. I'm afraid we have a bit of a problem. Chris, tell me something. Does this ship have homing torpedoes? It should. Perhaps we'll have a chance after all. And I'm programming it for 60 seconds. We'll have to hurry. They should get us to Radleix. Someone will have to ride with Kim. I'll do it. Oh, no you don't. Hold on a minute, you two. Kim is my responsibility. In you go. Hey, take it easy, will you? It ain't my size! Ow. Wurzel. What do you know? Saved by an angel again. I almost turned into one this time. Hey, thanks a lot. Huh? What's that? It's a galactic patrol vessel. We still have a chance. Power! Now this planet's gonna be beautiful again like it used to be. Almost too powerful, you'll be killed. She's right. Without that lens, the galactic alliance will be destroyed."