Z: I guess you prefer old Blood and Guts, huh? His idea of a romantic date is two seats at a public execution. Boy, you sure chose the right husband.
Bala: For your information, the general and I are deeply, deeply in... in... engaged.
Colonel Cutter: Attack a termite colony? That's suicide.
General Mandible: Exactly.
Chip: Oh, please, Muffy. Not another crusade.
Z: Let's be real about this. Bala and I... Bala is a princess, and I'm a soil relocation engineer.
Queen: Everyone has their place, Bala. You, the soldiers, the workers... Oh, it's not all that bad being princess, is it? Would you prefer to be carting around dirt all day?
Bala: Oh, Mother, don't be so dramatic.
General Mandible: You're an ant after my own heart, an ant who looks death in the face and laughs.
Z: Actually, I generally just make belittling comments and snicker behind death's back.
Bala: I've been kidnapped by the village idiot.
Z: Who's the bigger idiot? The idiot, or the idiot who gets kidnapped by the idiot?
Grebs: You wouldn't understand unless you've been there. You can be your own ant there. No one telling you what to do. No wars. No colony. I never should have left.
Princess Bala: Look, What's-Your-Name, climb that tree and tell me where I am.
Z: Who the hell is that?
Weaver: You da ant.
Ladybug: This tastes just like crap.
Beetle: Really? Let me try some. Hey, it is crap. Not bad.
Weaver: What are you bitching about? in case you haven't noticed, we ants are running the show. We're the Lords of the Earth.
Z: Hey, don't talk to me about earth, okay, because I just spent all day hauling it around.
Colonel Cutter: Time stands still for no ant.
Z: This is just a lawsuit waiting to happen.
Bala: Z, I've gotta help my Mom.
Z: Don't worry, I know almost exactly what I'm doing.
Z: Wow, every worker in the colony is here. Hey, wait a minute. That guy owes me money.
Bala: Oh, good. Here they come to rescue me... and to kill you.
Z: Yes, yes, I understand. I dropped the ball.
Answer: It seems there are cases where smaller ants are soldiers, and larger ones are workers. Remember the workers didn't seem to care that Weaver was huge and muscular.