Dale: I’m lost, Aura. Nothing can save me now…
(General Gala, Flash Gordon approaching)
General Gala: What do you mean, “Flash Gordon approaching?”
(? Shall I inform his majesty?)
General Gala: Imbicile! The emperor will shoot you for corrupting his wedding with this news. Fire when Gordon’s in range!
(It’s ? Ajax. To bring back his body.)
(Charge the boosters.)
(Flash Gordon in range, captain.)
Flash Gordon: Vultan! Our trap play worked! They’ll follow me for sure!
Vultan: Good! Stand by, my hawkmen!
Vultan: Ha-ha-ha! They’re trying to flush you out!
Flash Gordon: Okay, that’s ?
Vultan: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Good. They’re coming through! ?