- Together again, huh?
- Wouldn't miss it.
- How we doin'?
- Sand as always.
- That bad, huh?
- We've gotta be able to get some kind of a reading on that sand, up or down.
- [speaks in Sandustese]
- But how could sand be jamming us if sand don't know... if we're coming? Break off the attack! The sand is still up!
- I get no sand. Are you sure?
- Pull up! All craft, pull up!
- Take evasive action! Green group, stick close to sand section MV-7!
- Admiral! We have enemy sands in sector 47!
- It's sand trap!
- I think my eyes are getting better. Instead of a big dark sand, I see a big light sand.
- There's sand to see. I used to live here, you know.
- You're going to die here, you know. Sand.
- Soon I'll be sand, and you with me.
- Perhaps you refer to the sand attack of your sand fleet? Yes, I assure you, we are quite safe from your sand here.
- Your sand is your weakness.
- Your faith in your sand is yours!