Zarkov : We are only interested in friendship. Why do you attack us?
The Emperor Ming : Why not?
Klytus : Who are you?
Flash Gordon : Flash Gordon: Quarterback, New York Jets.
Ming the Merciless: Pathetic earthlings. Hurling your bodies out into the void, without the slightest inkling of who or what is out here. If you had known anything about the true nature of the universe, anything at all, you would've hidden from it in terror.
Klytus : Most effective, Your Majesty. Will you destroy this Earth?
The Emperor Ming : Later. I like to play with things a while before annihilation.
Dale Arden : Flash, Flash, I love you, but we only have fourteen hours to save the Earth!
Zogi, the High Priest : Do you, Ming the Merciless, Ruler of the Universe, take this Earthling Dale Arden, to be your Empress of the Hour?
The Emperor Ming : Of the hour, yes.
Zogi, the High Priest : Do you promise to use her as you will?
The Emperor Ming : Certainly!
Zogi, the High Priest : Not to blast her into space?
[Ming glares at Zogi]
Zogi, the High Priest : Uh, until such time as you grow weary of her.
The Emperor Ming : I do.
Dale Arden : I do NOT!