- B'arzz O'oomm: For decades the one you call Martian Manhunter has sent communications from your world to ours. television signals. They are quite entertaining.
- Robin: All Martians love television.
- Vandal Savage: State your grievance, Sportsmaster.
- Sportsmaster: The Cape Canaveral op. Manta's son, Aqualad, killed my daughter Artemis... without my permission. As the Light's enforcer, I expect reparations.
- Lex Luthor: We grieve at your loss and offer substantial monetary compensation.
- Sportsmaster: And normally, I'd be fine with that. But this goes to the heart of my rep. Word gets out I took a payoff, I look like a cheap punk.
- Sportsmaster: You know the code: an eye for an eye. A kid for a kid.
- Black Manta: No one touches my son!
- Vandal Savage: Agreed. The death of Kaldur'ahm is a non-starter.
- Sportsmaster: Fine. If the minnow's under the size limit, I'll go fish for the whale.
- [Attacks Black Manta]
- Black Beetle: Warrior, you dare attack me? You Scarab rejects are coming out of the woodwork tonight.
- Green Beetle: Better to be a reject than a slave.
- Impulse: [Watching them fight] Uh, this guy? Not in history books.
- Blue Beetle: Then who is he? *What* is he?
- Robin: Density shifting, shape shifting, all the powers of a Martian except-...
- Green Beetle: [In their minds] Heroes of Earth, I established this link to better coordinate our attack.
- Robin: Telepathy. That clinches it. This guy's the Blue, Uh, Green Beetle of Mars.
- Green Beetle: Beetle of Earth, fire your sonic cannon at 27 angstroms precisely.
- Blue Beetle: Uh, my Scarab's telling me that tactic will be "ineffectual". That's a quote, by the way.
- Green Beetle: For one Scarab, the tactic would be ineffectual. But tonight, it is not alone
- Nightwing: Thanks for the use of your barn, Mr. Kent. Until we check out this Green Beetle, we can't afford to bring him to our H. Q. Lost too many of those already.
- Jonathan Kent: Well, he's not the oddest thing we've had in this barn.
- Jaime Reyes: What about the Scarab? Can you remove it or not?
- The Atom: I'm afraid its integration with your biosystem is too complete, Its defenses, too thorough. Jaime, I don't believe that scarab is ever coming off, Not while you live.
- Sharon Vance: Please, everyone, enjoy your choice of these new vitamin-rich, reach-enhanced produce.
- Tim Drake: Genetically enhanced?
- Sharon Vance: There's been no tampering with genes, rest assured. The Reach have ways of unlocking an organism's full potential.
- [the tour continues on, the team starts baging samples. They notice Bart eating an apple and glare]
- Bart Allen: What? I'm maintaining cover.
- Sharon Vance: Our next stop is the pluot orchard. That's right Pluots, in April!
- Tim Drake: Time for a bathroom break.
- Bart Allen: I went before we left.
- [Starts to follow the tour, they pull him back]
- Bart Allen: Ah, dude, they don't have pluots in the future.
- Impulse: Uhh. Can we please start the mission now?
- Robin: Yes, go.
- [Looks at Impulse's suit]
- Robin: You're in the wrong mode.
- Impulse: Dude, I crash all modes.
- Blue Beetle: "Stealth mode", hermano.
- Robin: Two guards, one door hack, and we're home free.
- [Roy grabs his shoulder]
- Robin: What?
- Arsenal: Wait for it.
- [There's an explosion]
- Robin: You blew the lab? But this was a covert op! What were you thinking?
- Arsenal: That I'm not about to let Lex Luthor and his alien space buddies poison the world just because we don't know exactly what poison they're using. Plus, I enjoy making Lex miserable.
- Black Beetle: Any more tricks, meat?
- Blue Beetle: Just a few.
- [Fires cannon]
- Black Beetle: Aaaah, nothing like a warm plasma bath to calm the nerves... and clean off tomato stains.
- Robin: Blue, what gives? Last time you threw down with this guy, you were hardcore!
- Blue Beetle: That wasn't me! Scarab was in control.
- Arsenal, Scarab: So give it control again!
- B'arzz O'oomm: From the scarab, I learned of The Reach and their plan for the galaxy. Millennia ago, they sent out one scarab to every planet sporting primitive life The scarab bonds with, and takes full control over its native host, giving The Reach an advanced operative for their inevitable invasion.
- Lex Luthor: Amazing how one little bottle contains everything the body needs.
- Vandal Savage: Or more accurately, everything The Reach needs it to need.
- Vandal Savage: Did the children procure a sample of the additive?
- Lex Luthor: As anticipated. The Team was quite effective. We really must form one of our own.