Dark Helmet: WHAT? You went over my helmet?
Druidian Priest: Excuse me, I'm trying to conduct a wedding here, which has nothing to do with love. Please be quiet.
Barf: I'm a Mawg; half man, half dog. I'm my own best friend.
Lone Star: OK, we'll have to set her down. Prepare for emergency landing. Barf, give me a reading.
Barf: Our Father, thou art in Heaven, hollowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come.
Lone Star: Will you stop that?!
Guy at diner: Water, my ass! Give this guy some Pepto Bismol!
Dark Helmet: Druish princess are often attracted to money and power, and I have both, and you know it.
President Skroob: Why didn't somebody tell me my ass was so big?
Lone Starr: What the hell was that noise?
Dot Matrix: That was my virgin-alarm. It's programmed to go off before you do!
Barf: It's not that we're afraid, far from it, it's just that we've got this thing about death... It's not us!
Answer: It also might stand to reason that the very fact that Druidia has a shield is what makes it viable. It almost creates a docking port for Mega Maid who was presumably designed for that very purpose. After all, what other purpose could a space maid with a vacuum possibly have?