Arquillian Quotes

Kay: We do not discharge our weapons in view of the public!
Jay: Man, we ain't got time for this cover-up bullshit! I don't know whether or not you've forgotten, but there's an Arquillian Battle Cruiser that's about to...
Kay: There's always an Arquillian Battle Cruiser, or a Corillian Death Ray, or an intergalactic plague that is

about to wipe out all life on this miserable little planet, and the only way these people can get on with their happy lives is that they DO NOT KNOW ABOUT IT!

Kay: Arquillian battle rules, kid: first we get an ultimatum, then a warning shot, then we have a galactic standard week to respond.
Jay: A galactic standard week? How the hell long is that?
Kay: One hour.
Jay: One hour... then what?
[the message translation flashes across the screen: "MIB, DELIVER THE

GALAXY OR EARTH WILL BE DESTROYED."]
Jay: Oh, now that's bullshit.
[the message adds, "SORRY." The countdown begins]
Kay: Look, kid, to keep the bugs from getting it, the Arquillians WILL destroy that galaxy.
Zed: And whatever planet it's on.
Jay: You're talking about us?

Zed: [chuckles] Sucks, huh?

Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: [in alien language] Sorry I'm late. The cab drivers on this planet are terrible.
Arquillian: You Majesty, you are in grave danger.
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: Yeah, and they overcharge you every time.
Arquillian: Sir, a bug landed here. We must get you off

the planet.
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: A bug? He must know why I'm here.
Arquillian: We think he does.
Arquillian: [looks at the thing on the table] Is that what I think it is?
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: No, just some diamonds for your children. Do we have time to eat?

Arquillian: Sure. I ordered you some Pirogi.
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: [smiles] Ah!

Arquillian: To the continued reign of the Arquillian Empire.
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: To the safety of the Galaxy.
[both drinking a cup of soda, but Edgar appears with serving two Pirogi flavings when a bug was ontop of it]
Gentle Rosenburg the Arquillian Jeweler: [looks up at him] You can kill us both, but you

will not find the Galaxy.
Edgar: Oh. You're right about one thing.
[he pokes on Gentle Rosenburg's neck and pokes at the Arquillian's neck, then steals a thing, throws on a table a cat jumps in then hisses then scares him then walks away]
Dishwasher: You're not going anywhere, pal.
[pushes him and fells off]