Hunk: Either you five leave this planet of your own accord or I use the Gigantic Robot Leg I pilot to forcibly expel you from the atmosphere, followed by all of your organs shortly thereafter. Got it?
Lotor: Oh please, you wouldn’t hurt a fly.
Hunk: You’re right. Because a fly is an innocent creature that never knowingly did anything to anybody.
Hunk: You, however, I would maim.
The Archery Range 