Dr. Hans Zarkov: We are only interested in friendship. Why do you attack us?
The Emperor Ming: Why not? Pathetic earthlings. Hurling your bodies out into the void, without the slightest inkling of who or what is out here. If you had known anything about the true nature of the universe, anything at all, you would've hidden from it in terror.
Princess Aura: Look! Water is leaking from her eyes.
The Emperor Ming: It's what they call tears, it's a sign of their weakness.
Flash Gordon: This Ming is a psycho.
Ming's Floating Servant: This Ming is a psycho.
Klytus: Who said that?
Ming's Floating Servant: The fair-haired prisoner.
Klytus: Who are you?
Flash Gordon: Flash Gordon. Quarterback. New York Jets.
Dale Arden: Dale Arden, Your Highness. Live and let live, that's my motto.
Hedonia: It has no name. Many brave men died to bring it here from the Galaxy of Pleasure... It will make your nights with Ming more... agreeable.
Dale Arden: Will it make me forget?
Hedonia: No, but it will make you not mind remembering.
The Emperor Ming: Did you enjoy yourselves in Sibaria? I understand you flew the doctor there last week. Klytus kindly fed me the information.
Princess Aura: Klytus? He wants me himself. His agents are always making up lies about me.
Kala: We're going to empty your memory as we might empty your pockets... Doctor.
Dr. Hans Zarkov: Don't empty my mind! Please, I beg you! My mind is all I have! I've spent my whole life trying to fill it.
Prince Vultan: My thanks to you, Flash.
Flash Gordon: What for?
Prince Vultan: For giving an old bird a second chance.
Princess Aura: But my father has never kept a vow in his life.
Dale Arden: I can't help that, Aura. Keeping our word is one of the things that make us... better than you.