(annoyed/exasperated, last two lines dismissive) Let me get this straight... you brought us here, did all this, so you could trap Batman? That was your plan? You obviously didn't know him very well. Guy probably had a ride ready the moment we landed here.

(midfight, "whoa" should sound surprised) Aquaman, we need these wheel chocks off! This gauntlet's micro black hole is killing my ring's- whoa!

(focused) Well, I've been a space cop for years. And if I've learned anything it's that the best answers lead to results. And the result we need is a crap ton of Nth metal.