"[on TV] Dingo's Diner is back and ready for you! Say g'day to delectable dishes inspired by my interdimensional travels. Enjoy the breeze with our innovative three-wall dining room design. Dingo's Diner: health and safety rated "D"...for "Delicious"!"

"Ugh, strewth! Who cooked it?! Heat was too high. S'why it was all rubbery inside. Subpar grill marks too."

"[notices Dingodile] Dingodile?"

"But if I franchise because I saw my future franchise... oh, bollocks, my head hurts!"

"Master, my mechanical marvel will hypnotize you an army!"

"Welcome to the show, vermin! Looking for your precious mask?"

"Not this time! I've got a backstage pass for you to get up close and personal with my weapon of mass percussion. Come ready to rock!"

"Tonight, live at the War Palace... get ready for a KILLER performance!"

"Ehehehehe chomp chomp!"

"You think you're so great with your stupid grin on your stupid face. Stupid!"

"Enough with the jumping already! Showoff."

"Minion! Leave behind nothing but a smoking crater!"

"Greasemonkey Gazette raves: A DEADLY display that will BLOW your mind (and body, into pieces.)"

"A performance so electrifying you may just spontaneously combust! Or, uh, not-so-spontaneously..."

"Scurry scurry little rats, or you'll miss the show!"

"Admittance to tonight's performance is free. First come, first TORN TO SHREDS!"

"Let's see that blood spray!"

"Frank! Filthy rodent! Kill my favorite minion will you?!"

"Just make it quick this time."

"The show of the century! Tonight, 10 p.m., and 6 feet under!"

"You're gonna be right on time... if you don't become roadkill first!"

"A spectacle so incredible you won't believe your eyes, or ears, or failing internal organs!"

"The best show you'll ever see! The LAST show you'll ever see! Ehehehe!"

"Attention minions, the bandicoots are in sight! Start the Doom Rig!"

"Am I a franchise? Could I open a restaurant... in an airport?"

"Sounds like it's time to kick some N. Tropy butt!"

"Ban-di-coot. Hmm, follow."

"Ooh. [throws Tawna to the ground] Let's see what you mongrels can do as a pack!"

"Hmm... does this mean I have franchise potential?"

"Blimey! Best not to think about that."

"Now that we found Ika-Ika, that's all four! What's next?"

"Hmph. Let's see if these tall poppies know how to smoke a steak."

"[to Kupuna-Wa] Oy. Not that it ain't been fun, but about my ticket home..."

"Uh, sorry to interrupt but existence could end at any minute now, so can we please hurry?"

"...bandicoots."

"[slaps N. Tropies with his tail] Bloody dags."

"Oy! What'd I miss?"

"[interrupts Cortex] But not if we get him first."

"[elbow bumps Crash and chuckles]"

"Yeah. Just tryna get home. I was enjoyin' the retired life, see."

"[clears throat] Let's get outta here."

"The last time I killed her friends, her screams were exquisite."

"N. Gin, N. Brio, you had some little projects you wanted to tell me about?"

"Hmm. [notices Crash] Oh! [laughs] Just a few more steps and you'll be bandicoot bar-barba-CHOO! [sneezes and accidentally pushes the button on his detonator] Ahh!"

"Crash Bandicoot. It's about time. This is going to be just like the old days...except, this time, EVERYTHING WILL GO ACCORDING TO MY PLAN! [laughs maniacally]"

"Easy, chums. If I was here to fight, you'd be cactus."

"[sees Crash, Coco, and Cortex falling down] Crikey!"

"Uh... Yeah!"