Maggie Gordon: I love you, Alex Rogan.

Lord Kril: Damage report!
Ko-dan Officer: Guidance system out. Auxiliary system out.
Lord Kril: Divert! Divert!
Ko-dan Officer: She won't answer the helm! We're locked into the moon's gravitation pull. What do we do?
Lord Kril: [his eyepiece swings over left eye] We die.

Jane Rogan: Oh, Alex, I always knew you was gonna leave someday, but I never expected this.

Centauri: The amusing thing about this is, it's all a big mistake. That particular Starfighter game was supposed to be delivered to Vegas, not some fleaspeck trailer park in the middle of tumbleweeds and tarantulas. So it must be fate, destiny, blind chance, luck even, that brings us together. And as the poet said, the rest is history.
Alex Rogan: Where are you going? Where are you taking me?
Centauri: I told you, I want to save it for a surprise. Hey, are you kind of kid who reads the last page of a mystery first? Who pesters the magician to tell you his tricks? Who sneaks downstairs to peek at his Christmas presents? Noooo, or course you're not. [singsong voice] That's why I'm not gonna tell you!
Alex Rogan: Oh, God.
Centauri: Besides, I just love surprises, don't you?

Grig: Remember, Death Blossom delivers only one massive volley at close range... theoretically.
Alex Rogan: What do you mean "theoretically"?
Grig: After all, D.B. has never been tested. It might overload the systems, blow up the ship!
Alex Rogan: What are you worried about, Grig? Theoretically, we should already be dead.
Grig: [shrugs and chortles, confirming Alex's last comment was probably true] Open Death Blossom packs, switches on.

There's gotta be a perfectly logical explanation for all this.

Death is a primitive concept; I prefer to think of them as battling evil, in another dimension!

Terrific. I'm about to get killed a million miles fron nowhere with a gung-ho iguana who tells me to relax.

I live below ground with my wife-oid and six thousand little grig-lets. At least, until Xur turns them into slaves.

You should be proud of Alex, Mrs. Rogan. You must all be proud of him. He saved the Star League and hundreds of worlds, including Earth.

[Kril is receiving the broken Zandozan transmission]
Lord Kril: The last Starfighter...
Xur: [confidently] Is dead! The last Starfighter is dead! Nothing can stop us now! Ahead full to Rylos!

Alex, I want you to know that it was for the greatest good that I brought you back. Of course... it never hurts to be rich. [dies]

Maggie Gordon: Alex in space? Is this for real?
Beta: Yes! That's what I'm trying to tell you - it's ALL for real.
Maggie Gordon: Well, then don't talk, DRIVE!

[to an alien] I'm sorry, it was an accident. I didn't mean to step on your, uh, whatever that is.

[to Alex] You still want to go? And miss all the excitement?