Offscript She-Ra (and Princesses of Power. But not you, KYLE.)

Horde Prime: I'm the guy that kills Hordak.

Shadow Weaver: [standing over Hordak's unconscious body] Scans indicate low levels of life function. Good, the plan worked. We've replaced the top operatives at Bright Moon. Now the next phase begins. And you will be integral to that, you have not yet served your purpose. [leans over and whispers in Hordak's ear] Even filth has a purpose.

Light Hope: For once, you can stop manipulating the world and let destiny take its course. If there's one thing we know about human beings with certainty: they are masters of self-destruction.

Horde Prime: [to Hordak] I'm allowed to criticize you. I made you. You're my mistake.

Angella: If the Gods are fucking you, you find a way to fuck them back. It's the Rebellion, gentlemen; the Gods will not save you.

Entrapta: No, that's not what I mean. I mean no one can save you because you don't want to be saved.

Entrapta: We tried. There are other battles, other Seals. Some we'll win, some we'll lose. This one we lost. Our numbers are not unlimited. Six of the Horde died in the field this week. You think the armies of heaven should just follow you around? There's a bigger picture here. You should show me some respect. I dragged you out of hell. I can throw you back in.

Catra: Oh. Know how I can tell? That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing.

Double Trouble: Good luck with that.

Bow: You don't watch porn in a room full of dudes. And you don't talk about it. Just turn it off! [Wrong Hordak looks down at his lap] Well, now he's got a boner.

Mara: [narrating] If I knew then what I know now, I might have said; 'It's simple. Freedom is a length of rope, God wants you to hang yourself with it.'

Entrapta: Stay out of Salineas!

Hordak: You betrayed me? No one in the history of torture’s been tortured with torture like the torture you’ll be tortured with.

Angella: I'm extremely old, I think I'm entitled.

Catra: [voiceover] My therapist wants me to accept the things that are out of my hands. Tragically for him, he's not out of my hands.

Glimmer: I'm not the person I'm supposed to be because you took someone from me.

Adora: [voiceover] I remember when life was easy. When the only question I worried about was who's next. Now it's: How can I dodge my "protective detail"? What should I do with my "hostage"? These are not easy questions.