Wait Vegeta...maybe we could team up and take on Frieza together. [Vegeta smashes his arm clean through Zarbon's stomach and out of his back, sending him flying into the Namekian sea for a watery grave] Vegeta!
I tire of waiting. He should've been back by now. Either Vegeta has defeated him or he has failed in his mission and run away to escape me. I knew it. I should've dispatched the Ginyu Force from the very beginning.
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Ah...Lord Frieza, you'll be pleased to know the Ginyu Force has been notified of your command and are making preparations for immediate departure. I'm expecting confirmation any minute now.
They're a...a highly trained and highly secret assault team. Across the universe, wars have erupted without warning...cities and civilizations have been demolished...planets left in ruin. All with no clear idea as to how or why such wars ever began, but I know who is responsible, a secret elite army called the Ginyu Force. The private army of Frieza.
We are the last of the Saiyans. That means we have to look out for one another. Understand? It's like...like the three of us are brothers. Ha! [Vegeta slams his knee into Gohan]
Not too bright, are you boy? You're even a bigger fool than your father. And that's saying a lot. Go home. Go cry in the arms of your mother, little Saiyan. This is no place for a sniveling baby.
[about a dragonball sinking to the bottom of the sea] Wait. I don't need to get it. It'll be safe down there. And when Krillin and Gohan come back, they can jump in and pull it out. Come to think of it, this is probably the best thing that could've happened. Oh well then.