"For a hundred of years, stories passed from spacer to spacer of Flint's secret trove. Hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Stowed with riches beyond imagination, the loot of a thousand worlds..."

"As a kid, growing up on the mining planet Montresor, I lived and breathed those legends. Many a night, I drifted to sleep with images of gallions, far away planets, and Flint's gleeming trove, dancing through my head. And then, I turned 15."

"[first lines; in Jim's storybook] On the clearest of nights, when the winds of the Etherium were calm and peaceful, the great merchant ships with their cargoes of Arcturian sura crystals felt safe and secure. Little did they suspect that they were pursued by pirates! And the most feared of all these pirates was the notorious Captain Nathaniel Flint."

"Like a Candarian zap-wing overtaking its prey, Flint and his band of renegades swooped in out of nowhere, and then, gathering up their spoils... vanished, without a trace."

"Flint's secret trove was never found, but stories have persisted that it remains hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy, stowed with riches beyond imagination - the Loot of a Thousand Worlds - Treasure Planet."

"There are nights when the winds of the Etherium, so inviting in their promise of flight and freedom, made one's spirit soar!"

"[after discovering the map to Treasure Planet] Mom, this is it! This is the answer to all our problems!"

"Well, this has been a fun day, huh? Makin' new friends, like that spider psycho."

"[referring to Silver's robotic leg and arm] So, uh, how'd happen anyway?"

"No, I checked them ALL!"

"[Next in deck to Silver] Look, don't you get it?! I screwed up! I mean, two seconds, I thought the maybe I could do something right, but... [yells in frustration before standing by the mast away from Silver] I just forget it. Forget it."

"Yeah, Flint's trove, you know, uh. The loot of Thousands worlds?"

"Without the map, we're dead. If we try to leave, we're dead. If we stay here."

"[Scroop: Oh, yes. Do say hello to Mr. Arrow.] [knocking Scroop out the ship the R.L.S Legacy into the space] TELL HIM YOURSELF!"

"You want the map, you're taking me, too."

"Okay. Now, no matter what happens keep the ship heading straight for that portal."

"[speaking to his crew; raises his voice and swings his sword around] Now, if you pardon my plain speaking, gentlemen, are you all STARK-RAVING, TOTALLY, BLINKING DAFT?! After all me finagling getting us hired as an upstanding crew, you want to blow the whole mutiny before it's time?!"

"Now, you listen to me, James Hawkins. You got the makings of greatness in you, but you gotta take the helm and chart your own course! Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes, you'll get the chance to really test the cut of your sails and show what you're made of! And... well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day."

"[After Jim discovers him and his crew planning mutiny] Change in plan, lads! WE MOVE NOW!"

"You're just like me, Jimbo... ya hates to lose."

"[Letting go of a literal shipload of treasure in order to save Jim] OH, BLAST ME FOR A FOOL!"

"Why... look at you, glowing like a solar fire. You're something special, Jim. You're gonna rattle the stars, you are!"

"We'll take 'em all."

"Why, Jimbo, lad, when have I ever told otherwise? [laughs as his longboat is launched]"

"I really don't know how you manage it, Sarah. Trying to run a business while raising a felon like-- felon... fellow... fellow like Jim."

"All my life I've been waiting for an opportunity like this, and here it is screaming, "Go Delbert! Go Delbert!...""

"Well, Jim, this should be a wonderful opportunity for the two of us to get to know one another. You know what they say, familiarity breeds, um... well, contempt, but, in our case--"

"It's the suit, isn't it? l should never have listened to that pushy two-headed saleswoman. This one said it fit, that one said it was my color... I didn't know what to do. I get so flustered!"

"Dang it, Jim! I'm an astronomer, not a doctor! I mean, I am a doctor, but I'm not that kind of doctor. I have a doctorate, it's not the same thing. You can't help people with a doctorate, you just sit there, and you're useless!"

"Mr. Arrow, I've checked this miserable ship from stem to stern, and, as usual, it's... spot on. Can you get nothing wrong?"

"Doctor, to muse and blabber about a treasure map in front of this particular crew... demonstrates a level of ineptitude that borders on the imbecilic. And I mean that in a very caring way."

"[her eulogy for Mr. Arrow] Mr. Arrow was a... [clears throat] fine spacer. Finer than most of us could ever hope to be. But he knew the risks, as do we all. Resume your posts. We carry on."

"[after Jim warns her and Doppler about the crew's mutiny] Pirates on my ship?! I'll see they all hang!"

"[referring to the map] Mr. Hawkins, defend this with your life!"

"[while shooting at pirates] CHEW ON THIS, YA PUS-FILLED BOILS!"

"Mr. Hawkins, scout ahead."

"HOLD ON TO YOUR LIFELINES, GENTS! IT'S GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE!"

"Cabin boys should learn to mind their own business."

"[holding a claw to Jim's throat] Any last words, cabin boy?"

"[Approaches, holding Arrow's hat] I'm afraid Mr. Arrow has been lost. [Amelia stares at the hat in horror] His lifeline was not secured."

"[last words before his death] Oh, yes! [about to cut Jim's lifeline of the rope] Do say hello to Mr. Arrow. [Jim Hawkins: Tell him yourself!]"

"[upon encountering Jim] Oh, this is fantastic! A carbon-based life form come to rescue me at last! I just want to hug you and squeeze you and hold you close to me."

"I've been marooned for so long. I mean, solitude's fine, don't get me wrong. But for heaven's sake, after 100 years... YA GO A LITTLE NUTS!"

"I'm sorry, my memory isn't what it use to be I've, um, lost my mind! [laughs] "Lost my mind!" You haven't found it, have you? My missing piece? My primary memory circuit?"

"[singing] Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for me!"

"Disable a few laser cannons. What is the big deal? All we gotta do is find that one little wire... [discovers countless similar wires that control parts of the ship] Oh, Mama."

"This has gotta be cannons. [The gravity turns off] Maybe not."

"[After removing the plug which controls gravity] BACK YOU GO, YA NAUGHTY PLUG!"

"[in the original prologue] There are nights when the Etherium is as calm and peaceful as a pond on the planet Pelsanor. Nights when the big merchant ships with their cargoes of Arcturian solar crystals can expect a smooth ride. But there was a time when the even the calmest night could give way to the unexpected... Pirates! The enemies of all honest spacers. And the most feared of all these pirates... was the notorious Captain Nathaniel Flint!"