Centipede: I've sailed all the five seas! From the sun-drenched reefs of Bora Bora to the icy shores of Tripoli! Commodore Centipede, they used to call me! Grasshopper: Seven. Centipede: Huh? Grasshopper: There are seven seas. And Tripoli is in the subtropics, "Commodore". Centipede: Trim the sails! Ladybug: There are no sails. Centipede: Stoke the engines! Earthworm: There are no engines. Centipede: I can't work with this miserable crew!
During the introduction of the bugs:
James: ... and the Glow-worm! Glow-worm [facing the wrong way]: God bless the colonies!