Morocco: Don't worry Secret. I-I had foresight, I brought a checker board along.
Secret: Oh, this will be the longest game in history. Your move Morocco.
Hy Spy: You two are simply wasting my time. I'll have to eliminate both of you. Nothing personal you understand.
Morocco: (Destructor bites Secret in the rear and grabs him) Well, Destructor nipped our escape plans in the bud.
Morocco: What are we going to do, Secret?
Secret: I don't know. It's hard to think when I'm scared.
Secret: Run, Morocco! That pile of tin looks dangerous!
Double Q: (Secret Squirrel and Morocco Mole crash through the ceiling in their rocket packs) If Hy Spy doesn't destroy the world, them guys will.
Double Q: (on phone)Operator. This is Double Q. Get me Secret Squirrel immediately. (he sees a saw cutting through the wall) Never mind, Operator. Here he comes now making one of those absurd entrances.