John Ritter credited as playing...
Peter Dickenson
- Ommadon: Come devils, witches, demons, ogres, trolls, sandmurks, harpies, ghouls, sorcerers.
- Peter Dickenson: Come algebra, anatomy, astronomy, biology, chemistry, geology, geometry, mathematics, meteorology, mineralogy, oceanography, palaeontology, physics, psychology, sociology, trigonometry, and zoology!
- Peter Dickenson: [holding up a pocket watch] This is an heirloom. It must be worth something.
- Pawnbroker: Your "heirs" didn't "loom" so big. If I gave you $50, I'd be fired.
- Smrgol: [indicating a pile of diamonds] Now, swallow them down.
- [Peter looks at them doubtfully]
- Smrgol: Not all the way, let them find your craw.
- [Peter gulps down the diamonds]
- Peter Dickenson: Odd sensation.
- Smrgol: Never had diamonds in your craw?
- Peter Dickenson: ... I never had a craw.
- Smrgol: They help grind up the white fire rock when you eat it.
- [takes a bite off the cliffside]
- Peter Dickenson: That's limestone.
- Smrgol: The puny man-word, if I ever heard it! Eat.
- [Peter takes a bite of the limestone]
- Smrgol: You'd wear down your teeth, grinding the stuff, so you swallow it in chunks. Wiggle 'em around with the gemstones until they're pulverized.
- Peter Dickenson: [through a mouthful of limestone] It's like birds use grit to grind feed.
- Smrgol: Yeah, but don't talk with your mouth full.
- Peter Dickenson: Those incantations can't hurt me, I have some incantations of my own. How about, "a body in motion tends to stay in motion." "Protons have 1,832 times the mass of electrons." "All light is bent or refracted as it goes from one medium to another, save in a direction perpendicular to the interface between the two mediums."
- [Ommadon begins screaming in pain]
- Peter Dickenson: "... result from the selective actions of external conditions upon the variations from their specific type which individuals present." "Gravity varies as to the inverse square of the distance." "The velocity of light is equal to the wavelength times the frequency of vibration." "The geometrical properties of the space time continuum are determined by the masses present in space and time."
- Smrgol: By all, that's magic, is the dragon not a wonderful creature? Open your eyes, boy. Come on, come all the way about. Ahh, ha ha. It's me lad, your uncle. Don't you recognize me?
- Peter Dickenson: Uncle? What?
- [looking around]
- Peter Dickenson: Melisande!
- Princess Melisande: I am here, brother.
- Peter Dickenson: Brother? What... w-we kissed.
- Princess Melisande: Kissed?
- [gasps]
- Carolinus: What is it, child? Does he know where Peter...
- Princess Melisande: He... he... he *is* Sir Peter!
- Peter Dickenson: Well, of course I'm Peter.
- Carolinus: By the beards of Antiquity! I went and *merged* them!
- Princess Melisande: Merged?
- Carolinus: Peter and Gorbash are one! Peter... is *in* Gorbash!
- [Peter looks at himself in shock]
- Smrgol: Well, blast it man! Undo it!
- Carolinus: I can't undo, till I find out what I *did* in the first place.
- Smrgol: But... but where is Gorbash?
- Peter Dickenson: He's still inside here with me. I can feel him in the back of my mind... sleeping soundly right now.
- Carolinus: Well, may he rest well until I figure out how to separate you.
- Peter Dickenson: [dropping his head] This *can't* be a game, I, I never invented a rule to cover a situation like this.
- Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Care to join me, Sir Peter?
- [Offers hot drink]
- Sir Orin Neville Smythe: No, I suppose not, all bedragoned as you are, must be most annoying.
- [Sips drink]
- Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Ahh.
- Peter Dickenson: [in Gorbash's dragon form] I have a longing to eat a cow. I can't believe it, an entire cow, hooves, tail, bones, ears, the whole thing!
- Sir Orin Neville Smythe: Yes, well, to each his own.
- Sir Orin Neville Smythe: [Wolf howls and approaches] Hold, cur! Not one step further!
- Aragh: And is this the thanks I get? Gorbash, old friend, you look like you've seen a ghost.
- [laughs]
- Aragh: Matter of fact, maybe you have.
- [laughs]
- Smrgol: Who's laughing?
- [yawns]
- Smrgol: Making such a confounding racket? I hardly slept a wink all night. Missed my gold and...
- [sees the wolf]
- Smrgol: Aragh! Good old boy... I thought you were dead!
- Peter Dickenson: You know him?
- Smrgol: Know him? Of course I know - It's Aragh! Friend of the family, like a, a big brother to you.
- Aragh: What's the matter Gorbash? Did the Sandmurks steal your memory?
- Smrgol: Sandmurks? Were there Sandmurks, here?
- [laughs]
- Smrgol: Nonsense. They live by the sea.
- Aragh: [laughs] Smrgol, you could always sleep through anything.