Voltron: Defender of the Universe1984

Mary Anne:
My last robot was very special, but it was stolen by Zarkon.

Hunk:
We'll get it back!

Mary Anne:
How? With more violence and destruction?

Hunk:
[rushing forward as Coran tries to stop him and clasps his side] No. Not Voltron; he's a defender.

Mary Anne:
This is exactly what I mean.

Hunk:
Huh?

Mary Anne:
Look how angry you've become over nothing. That kind of behavior is exactly why I could never work with you. I dedicated my life to research to help people but somehow, everything I make ends up getting used for war and conquest.

Hunk:
Sorry.

Mary Anne:
It's easy to say I'm sorry and I forgive, but I could never forget what happened on this very spot. This place was not always a monument; it was a home. My home, until Zarkon came. I was only a child and didn't understand. I only knew that violence was wrong, because it left children sad, and alone. People say that I'm simple, that there are complicated reasons to fight, but I say that all fighting is wrong.

Hunk:
[grips her shoulders] But if *nobody* fought back, we'd *all* be slaves to Zarkon.