- Marshal BraveStarr: It looks as though we're going to have to crashland. Better check your safety belt.
- Deputy Fuzz: Oh, Fuzz never, never, never, never, never takes belt off.
- Marshal BraveStarr: Been expectin' ya, Tex. What took you so long?
- Tex Hex: I've been takin' my time thinking about what I'm gonna do to you when I get you back to the Hexagon...
- Marshal BraveStarr: If you get me back to the Hexagon.
- Tex Hex: [steam rises from him in anger] Get him!
- Tex Hex: You blunder-brains, that was nothin' but a Saber-Bear. You could've put it to sleep with that stinkin' cigar!
- Thunder Stick: Gosh, boss, you was just as scared as we was.
- Tex Hex: What?
- [fires two beams from his eyes that grab Thunder Stick around the neck, chocking him]
- Tex Hex: How'd you like to see a Thunder Stick turned into a pop gun?
- [makes the beam disappear with a flick of his finger]
- Tex Hex: Next time, keep your thoughts to yourself.