KEVYN PRIME: Thanks for coming to get us, Tagon.
TAGON: Friends and family. You know how it is. I couldn't say no.
I don't get why Petey didn't pluck you out of the fire himself, though.
KEVYN PRIME: He's a scheming do-gooder. Maybe he wanted you and your dad here to bury the hatchet.
GEN. TAGON: If this scheme works, I'll have to ask ol' fuzzy, no-pants about getting you a wife.
KEVYN PRIME: I'm imagining entire galaxies burning right now.