Quotes

Season 1: Signs and Portents

It was the dawn of the third age of mankind, ten years after the Earth/Minbari war. The Babylon Project was a dream given form. Its goal: to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens could work out their differences peacefully. It's a port of call, home away from home for diplomats, hustlers, entrepreneurs, and wanderers. Humans and aliens wrapped in two million, five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal, all alone in the night. It can be a dangerous place, but it's our last best hope for peace. This is the story of the last of the Babylon stations. The year is 2258. The name of the place is Babylon 5.

Midnight on the Firing Line

Londo Mollari: [arguing with Garibaldi] We made a mistake, I'm sorry. Here, open my wrists. [offers Garibaldi his wrists] Michael Garibaldi: Centauri don't have major arteries in their wrists. Londo: Of course not! What, do you think I am stupid?

Midnight on the Firing Line

The best way to understand someone is to fight him, make him angry. That's when you see the real person.

Midnight on the Firing Line

I do not like Santiago. I've always thought that a leader should have a strong chin. He has no chin, and his vice president has several. This to me is not a good combination.

Midnight on the Firing Line

My people…we have a way, you see. We know how, and sometimes even when, we are going to die. Comes in a dream. In my dream, I am an old man, it's twenty years from now, and I am dying. My hands wrapped around someone's throat, and his around mine. We have squeezed the life out of each other. The first time I saw G'Kar, I recognized him as the one from the dream. It will happen. Twenty years from now, we'll die with our hands around each other's throats.

Midnight on the Firing Line

Londo: What reasonable explanation is there for the slaughter of unarmed civilians? G'Kar: Curious. We wondered the same thing when you invaded our world. The wheel turns, does it not, Ambassador? Londo: We should have wiped out your kind when we had the chance. G'Kar: What happened? Run out of small children to butcher?

Midnight on the Firing Line

Kosh: They are alone. They are a dying people. We should let them pass. Sinclair: The Narn or the Centauri? Kosh: Yes.

Midnight on the Firing Line

Sinclair: We've had plenty of experience with sneak attacks - Pearl Harbor, the terrorist nuking of San Diego, the destruction of our first Mars colony, it's a long and bloody history... Do you know what we learned from it? That the sneak attack is the first resort of a coward. G'Kar: Just a minute- Sinclair: You didn't even have the decency to pick a military target! A poorly armed civilian colony... [in sarcasm] What a challenge that must've been for the great Narn military...

Midnight on the Firing Line

Mr. Garibaldi, you're sitting at my station, using my equipment. Is there a reason for this, or to save time should I just snap your hand off at the wrist?

Midnight on the Firing Line

The Council can go to hell! And the emergency session can go to hell! And you, Vir, you can go to hell too—I would not want you to feel left out.

Midnight on the Firing Line

Blood calls out for blood.

Midnight on the Firing Line

Just now, would you really have killed me?

Soul Hunter

This is not a clear and present danger? I must read the rule book again.

Soul Hunter

Stephen Franklin: It's all so brief, isn't it? Typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years, but it's barely a second compared to what's out there. It wouldn't be so bad if life didn't take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right and then…it's over. Ivanova: Doesn't matter. If we lived 200 years we'd still be human, we'd still make the same mistakes. Franklin: You're a pessimist. Ivanova: I'm Russian, doctor. We understand these things.

Soul Hunter

Delenn: They will join with the souls of all our people. Melt one into another until they are born into the next generation of Minbari. Remove those souls and the whole suffers. We are diminished, each generation becomes less than the one before. Soul Hunter: A quaint lie, pretty fantasy. The soul ends with death, unless we act to preserve it.

Soul Hunter

I really hate it when you get heroic. Cuts into my business. A man's got to earn a living, you know.

Soul Hunter

Soul Hunter #2: If I may ask, what happened to my brother's collection? Sinclair: [with a sly smile] Life's full of mysteries. Consider this one of them.

Born to the Purple

What do you want, you moon-faced assassin of joy?

Born to the Purple

Andrei Ivanov: Is that you, Susan? Susan Ivanova: Yes. Andrei Ivanov: Oh dear God! I never thought I'd see your face again. It makes this easier. Susan, I know I haven't been the best of fathers to you. But when your mother passed on and your brother was killed in the war I was too wrapped up in my own grief to pay attention to your needs. And when you joined EarthForce against my wishes… Ivanova: You don't have to say this, Father. Andrei Ivanov: Yes, Yes I must. There's no more time. I want you to know how proud I am of you, Susan. I always have been. But a father should give his daughter love as well as respect, and in that I failed you. I'm sorry, I'm ashamed. Forgive me. Andrei Ivanov: Thank you, dushenka moya. Ivanova: "Little soul." You haven't called me that since... Ivanova: Papa!

Infection

Jeffrey Sinclair: The last time I gave an interview, they told me to just relax and say what I really felt. Ten minutes after the broadcast I got transferred to an outpost so far off the star maps you couldn't find it with a hunting dog and a Ouija board. Michael Garibaldi: [smiling] Don't sweat it. Just be that charming, effervescent Commander we've all come to know and love. What's the worst that could happen? They fire you, ship you off to the Rim, and I get promoted to Commander. I don't see a problem here. Sinclair: How sharper than a serpent's tooth.

Infection

Dr. Vance Hendricks: Stephen, there's a Martian war machine parked outside. They'd like a word about the common cold. Dr. Stephen Franklin: Tell them to make an appointment.

Infection

You forgot the first rule of the fanatic: when you become obsessed with the enemy, you become the enemy!

Infection

Mary Ann Cramer: I have to ask you the same question people back home are asking about space these days. Is it worth it? Should we just pull back? Forget the whole thing as a bad idea, and take care of our own problems at home? Sinclair: No. We have to stay here. And there's a simple reason why. Ask ten different scientists about the environment, population control, genetics, and you'll get ten different answers. But there's one thing every scientist on the planet agrees on. Whether it happens in a hundred years or a thousand years or a million years, eventually our Sun will grow cold and go out. When that happens, it won't just take us. It'll take Marilyn Monroe, and Lao-Tzu, and Einstein, and Morobuto, and Buddy Holly, and Aristophanes, and all of this…all of this…was for nothing. Unless we go to the stars.

The Parliament of Dreams

Narn Courier: Are you Ambassador G'Kar? G'Kar: This is Ambassador G'Kar's quarters. This is Ambassador G'Kar's table! This is Ambassador G'Kar's dinner! Which part of this progression escapes you?!

The Parliament of Dreams

Londo Mollari: Do you know what the last Xon said just before he died? [clutches chest] AAAAGGGHHHH! Londo: This is Ben-Zed, god of food! And…Li, goddess of passion! And Mo-goth, god of the underworld, and protector of front doors. Gods by the bushel! Gods by the pound! Gods for all occasions!! Londo: Have I ever told you that you are very cute for a Minbari? Londo: Oh! And you are cute, too, in an annoying sort of way. Everybody's cute. Everybody's cute! Even me. But in purple, I'm stunning! Vir Cotto: Ah! He has become one with his inner self! Michael Garibaldi: He's passed out. Vir: That too.

The Parliament of Dreams

G'Kar: And you have no idea how that [a black flower sent to G'Kar as a sign that he is about to be assassinated] got into my bed? Na'Toth: Ambassador, it is not my place to speculate on how anything gets into your bed. Your reputed fascination with Earth women, for instance. G'Kar: The Earthers have a phrase: Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. I believe they stole it from us.

The Parliament of Dreams

Delenn: You can look up, Lennier of the Third Fane of Chu'Domo. Lennier: It is forbidden. Delenn: I cannot have an aide who will not look up. You will be forever walking into things.

The Parliament of Dreams

Catherine: Tennyson? Jeff, you've been caught on that one since the Academy! What's it take to drag you into the 23rd century? Sinclair: We find meaning where we can. Catherine: Ah, and which are you? "An idle king…doling unequal laws unto a savage race that hoard and sleep and feed and know not you"? Or, "this gray spirit, yearning in desire to follow knowledge like a sinking star"? Sinclair: I didn't know you'd memorized it! Catherine: I lived with you for a year. I didn't have much choice.

The Parliament of Dreams

Don't touch me unless you mean it.

The Parliament of Dreams

G'Kar: That hurt. Na'Toth: Ambassador, it was the only way to disable the paingivers. I had to hit them as hard as possible, as often as possible, and still make it appear as though I were beating you into another incarnation. G'Kar: And you didn't enjoy it in the least? Na'Toth: I didn't say that.

The Parliament of Dreams

G'kar: [To Tu'Pari] That's your flight. I suggest you board quickly. With luck, they may never find you, but if they do, you will know pain… Na'toth: …and you will know fear… G'Kar: …and then you will die. Have a pleasant flight.

Mind War

Jeffrey Sinclair: No, it's a fine time… Sinclair: Get out of my head. You want to talk to me, talk to me! Alfred Bester: Apologies, Commander. It saves considerable time.

Mind War

G'Kar: Let me pass on to you the one thing I've learned about this place. No one here is exactly what he appears. Not Mollari, not Delenn, not Sinclair…and not me. G'Kar: Ah, Ms. Sakai. I'm pleased to see that you have returned safely from your expedition. Catherine Sakai: Yes, thanks to you. Just one question. Why? G'Kar: Why not? Catherine Sakai: It's not an answer. G'Kar: Oh yes it is. It's simply not an answer you like or the answer you expected. There's a difference. Narns, humans, Centauri, we all do what we do for the same reason: because it seemed like a good idea at the time. There was no profit, no advantage in letting you fall to an untimely and most uncomfortable death. It would distress the Commander to no good effect. So once again we return to, "Why not?" I told you before you left: no one here is entirely what they appear. If I surprised you, all the better. Good day, Ms. Sakai.

Mind War

Anatomically impossible, Mr. Garibaldi. But you're welcome to try.

Mind War

Do you know what it's like when telepaths make love, Commander? You drop every defense, and it's all mirrors: reflecting each other's feelings deeper and deeper…until, somewhere along the line, your souls mix. And it's a feeling so profound it makes you hurt. It's the only moment in a telepath's life when you no longer hear the voices.

Mind War

Catherine Sakai: While I was out there, I saw something. What was it? G'Kar: [pointing to a nearby flower] What is this? [upon closer inspection, an insect is visible] Catherine: An ant. G'Kar: "Ant"! Catherine: So much gets shipped up from Earth on commercial transports, it's hard to keep them out. G'Kar: I have just picked it up on the tip of my glove. If I put it down again [replacing the ant on the flower] and it asks another ant, "What was that?" …how would it explain? There are things in the universe billions of years older than either of our races. They are vast, timeless. And if they are aware of us at all, it is as little more than ants…and we have as much chance of communicating with them as an ant has with us. We know. We've tried. And we've learned we can either stay out from underfoot, or be stepped on. Catherine: That's it? That's all you know? G'Kar: Yes. They are a mystery. And I am both terrified and reassured to know that there are still wonders in the universe…that w

The War Prayer

Susan Ivanova: You're a vicious man. Michael Garibaldi: I'm Head of Security. It's in the job description.

The War Prayer

Vir Cotto: But they love each other! Londo Mollari: Love! Pah! Overrated! Londo: Here, look. These are my three wives: Pestilence, Famine, and Death. Do you think I married them for their personalities?! Their personalities could shatter entire planets! Arranged marriages, every one. But they worked out, they inspired me! Knowing that they were waiting at home for me is what keeps me here — 75 light-years away!

The War Prayer

Londo: …My shoes are too tight. Vir: …Excuse me? Londo: Something my father said. He was…old, very old at the time. I went into his room, and he was sitting, alone in the dark, crying. So I asked him what was wrong, and he said, "My shoes are too tight. But it doesn't matter, because I have forgotten how to dance." I never understood what that meant until now. My shoes are too tight, and I have forgotten how to dance. Vir: …I don't understand. Londo: [Smiling wistfully] Nor should you.

The War Prayer

Delenn: Human ways are often unfathomable, but in time, one learns to live with them. G'Kar: If one has an exceedingly strong constitution.

And the Sky Full of Stars

Everyone lies, Michael. The innocent lie because they don't want to be blamed for something they didn't do, and the guilty lie because they don't have any other choice.

And the Sky Full of Stars

We never had a chance. You say we could have won, but you weren't there, you didn't see them! When I looked at those ships, I…I didn't just see my death — I saw the death of the whole damn human race!

Deathwalker

We will meet in Red 3 at the hour of scampering. We shall commence again tomorrow at the hour of longing.

Deathwalker

Kosh: Ahh. You seek meaning. Talia: Yes. Kosh: Then listen to the music, not the song.

Deathwalker

[to a Drazi ship threatening to fire on the station] Vakar Ashok, our gun arrays are now fixed on your ship. They will fire the instant you come into range. You will find their power most impressive…for a few seconds.

Deathwalker

Talia: What is he? And what was on that data crystal he gave you? Kosh: Reflection. Surprise. Terror. For the future.

Deathwalker

You and the rest of your kind take blind comfort in the belief that we are monsters, that you could never do what we did. The key ingredient in the anti-agapic cannot be synthesized. It must be taken from living beings. For one to live forever, another one must die. You will fall upon one another like wolves. It will make what we did pale by comparison. The billions who live forever will be a testimony to my work. And the billions who are murdered to buy that immortality will be the continuance of my work. Not like us? You will become us. That's my monument, Commander.

Deathwalker

Michael Garibaldi: Ambassador Kosh has been a busy boy today. Sinclair: They say God works in mysterious ways. Garibaldi: Maybe so. But He's a con man compared to the Vorlon.

Believers

No one knows what is written in the stream [of Time] until the waters surround him.

Believers

After that [pacing to and fro], maybe I'll try pacing fro and to, just for the kick of it.

Believers

The avalanche has already started. It is too late for the pebbles to vote.

Believers

May God save us from false religion.

Believers

Jeffrey Sinclair: Who asked you to play God? Franklin: Every damn patient who comes through that door, that's who. People come to doctors because they want us to be gods. They want us to make it better…or make it not so. They want to be healed and they come to me when their prayers aren't enough. Well, if I have to take the responsibility, then I claim the authority too. I did good. And we both know it. And no one is going to take that away.

Believers

Franklin: I'm waiting. For an apology. Sinclair: You'd better check the temperature in Hell first.

Survivors

Jeffrey Sinclair: Lieutenant Commander Ivanova, escort Major Kemmer off the Observation Dome. Susan Ivanova: With pleasure. [to Kemmer] You are going to resist, I hope.

Survivors

Major Lianna Kemmer: I demand you open a channel to Earth at once! Ivanova: I am a Lieutenant Commander in Earthforce, Major. I do not take demands. If you have a request, I'll consider it. Maj. Kemmer: Very well, then. I request that you open a channel to Earthdome! Ivanova: Request denied. Have a nice day.

Survivors

G'Kar: What if I told you a ship is ready to spirit you away to Narn space? Michael Garibaldi: I'd say "Why?" G'Kar: You could serve us in various ways. Analyst, security, cryptographer. If you grow homesick we could arrange for your return to human space with proper genetic alterations. That, too, might serve our needs. Garibaldi: You want me to betray my own world? G'Kar: Stop seeing things in such absolute terms. The universe is run by the complex interweaving of three elements: energy, matter, and enlightened self-interest. Unless you comprehend that fact and soon, you will be cornered and caged.

By Any Means Necessary

Oh, why does the universe hate me?

By Any Means Necessary

Orin Zento: You can't do this! Jeffrey Sinclair: You're right, I couldn't. Until you convinced the Senate to invoke the Rush Act. You should never hand someone a gun unless you're sure where they'll point it. Your mistake.

By Any Means Necessary

Senator Hidoshi: If I were you, commander, I would watch things very carefully. You are not the most popular person in government circles right now. [ends their video call] Sinclair: So what else is new?

Signs and Portents

What do you want?

Signs and Portents

Susan Ivanova: I've always had a hard time getting up when it's dark outside. Jeffrey Sinclair: But in space, it's always dark. Ivanova: [morosely] I know. I know.

Signs and Portents

Lord Kiro: You will forgive my aunt. She sometimes takes her role of prophetess too seriously. Londo Mollari: Then you don't believe her vision? Lord Kiro: She's been wrong before. On my first birthday, she said that someday I would be killed by…shadows. Londo: Shadows? Lord Kiro: Doesn't exactly make sense, does it?

Signs and Portents

Londo Mollari: Do you really want to know what I want? Do you really want to know the truth? I want my people to reclaim their rightful place in the galaxy. I want to see the Centauri stretch forth their hand again and command the stars. I want a rebirth of glory, a renaissance of power! I want to stop running through my life like a man late for an appointment, afraid to look back or look forward. I want us to be what we used to be! I want…I want it all back the way it was. Does that answer your question? Morden: Yes. Yes, it does.

Signs and Portents

Leave this place. They are not for you. Go. Leave. NOW.

TKO

One of these days, Garibaldi…you're gonna learn to watch your back.

TKO

Without forgiveness, you cannot mourn. And without mourning, you can never let go of the pain.

TKO

Walker Smith: Any ideas on how I should fight this guy? Michael Garibaldi: From inside a Main Battle Tank would be nice.

TKO

Susan Ivanova: When I was thirteen, I developed a passion for Kasharev, one of the radical neocommunist authors. Rabbi Koslov: Oy! Your father felt that Kasharev would be personally responsible for the destruction of Russian culture! Ivanova: Exactly! But he was invited to a reading by Kasharev, and I begged him to take me. Of course, he had no intention of going, but I whined and pouted as only a thirteen-year-old can, and eventually, he was forced to surrender. So, after the reading there was a question and answer session, and for days I had been formulating the perfect question with which to impress my idol. So the time comes, and I stand up, I'm trembling, and I ask my question. Rabbi Koslov: And? Ivanova: He promptly said that it was the most foolish thing that he had ever heard, and that he had no intention of bandying words with a bourgeois little twit who was barely out of diapers. [Laughs] I was crushed. But then Papa stood up. And he said that his daughter was neither bourgeo

Grail

Jeffrey Sinclair: They say food tastes better if you chew it first. Michael Garibaldi: Don't talk, I've seen you eat. Does the term "Doppler effect" ring a bell?

Grail

Jinxo: I was too young to fight in the Minbari War, so when I got the chance to work space construction, I jumped for it. The day I went to work on the Babylon Station–we didn't number them at first, you know–I thought that was the best day of my life! I worked a few months, had some leave, so I took it. And the station's infrastructure collapsed. Sabotaged. They never found out who. Aldous Gajic: I remember. Jinxo: So I went to work on the second one. The firm still owned my contract until the station was finished. I took leave a second time, and that station was sabotaged. And then when B3 blew up, well, that's when I got the name Jinxo. When I went to work on B4, I didn't take any leave! I was there every minute until we finished it. I thought the Curse was gone. But as I was leaving on the shuttle, I looked back…and the station just sort of…wrinkled, twisted like putty, and then just disappeared. The minute I left. So then when they decided to build B5, I had to work on it. And I h

Grail

Jinxo: That's really nice! I mean, with the war and all, I figured you folks would…well, you know. Lennier: There are two castes of Minbari, the warrior caste and the religious caste. The warrior caste would not understand. It is not their way. Delenn: [slyly] So we will not tell them, and spare them the confusion. Aldous: These two sides of your culture, do they ever agree on anything? Delenn: [soberly] Yes. And when they do, it is a terrible thing. A terrible power, as recent events have shown us. Let us hope it never again happens in our lifetime.

Grail

Sinclair: We've confiscated the fake encounter suit. It's a pretty close match to your own, at least from the outside. Kosh: Why? Sinclair: Deuce wanted to make people think he had the Vorlons working for him. He figured it would add to his image and intimidate people. Kosh: Why? Sinclair: Well, after all, no one knows exactly what you look like. That makes some people a little nervous. Kosh: Good.

Grail

Garibaldi: There he goes–Jinx-…Thomas. Sinclair: Mm-hmm. Susan Ivanova: You never did tell me what you think about that curse. Sinclair: What curse? Garibaldi: You know. That bit about if he leaves Babylon 5, the same thing that happened to Babylons 1, 2, 3 and 4 would happen to us. Sinclair: Oh, that curse. You're not taking it seriously, are you? Garibaldi: Me? No, of course not. You? Sinclair: No. Garibaldi: So, how long until he hits jump? Ivanova: [working her console] Oh, right about…now! Garibaldi: No boom? Sinclair: [slightly disappointed] No boom. Ivanova: No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow. Ivanova: What?! Look, somebody's got to have some damn perspective around here. Boom. Sooner or later. BOOM!

Eyes

Protests are as much use with the Vorlons as fairy wings on a cement truck.

Eyes

Mr. Gray. I'm grateful the Psi Corps has given you a purpose in life. [She looks him directly in the eye] But when that purpose includes scanning my mind to prove my loyalty, it's not only an invasion of my privacy, but my honor! As for fear, if you enter my mind for any reason, I will twist your head off and use it for a chamberpot!

Eyes

Ivanova: Are you gonna arrest me, Garibaldi? Garibaldi: No way! I wanna live to see the future.

Legacies

Jeffrey Sinclair: We've fought long enough. Maybe it's time we started talking to one another. Branmer's life was more significant than his battles. Let the warrior caste praise his courage in war, and let the rest praise him for what he truly was—a man of peace. Neroon: You talk like a Minbari, Commander! Perhaps there was some small wisdom in letting your species survive. Sinclair: We like to think so.

Legacies

There's nothing more annoying than Mr. Garibaldi when he's right.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Jeffrey Sinclair: Problem with the transport tube? Talia Winters: No, not really. It seems like every time I get into the tube, Mr. Garibaldi's there! It's like he knows! Sinclair: Talia, Mr. Garibaldi is many things, but he's not omniscient. Talia: I think I'll take the stairs. Sinclair: I think I'll join you.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Draal: Quickly, what is the third principle of sentient life? Delenn: Draal! Draal: Incorrect answer! The third principle of sentient life is the capacity for self-sacrifice: the conscious ability to override evolution and self-preservation for a cause, a friend, a loved one. It has been too long, Delenn. You have forgotten your training. Soon you will have forgotten all about your old friend Draal. Delenn: Not if I live to be a thousand and one.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Dr. Tasaki: Survey 1 to Babylon Control, we're clear. Returning to base. Susan Ivanova: Confirmed, Survey 1. Upon arrival, you will report for debriefing. [pauses] And just one more thing. On your trip back, I'd like you to take the time to learn the Babylon 5 mantra: "Ivanova…is always right. I will listen to Ivanova. I will not ignore Ivanova's recommendations. Ivanova…is God. And, if this ever happens again, Ivanova will personally rip your lungs out!" Babylon Control out. [sighs to herself] Civilians. [looks up] Just kidding about that God part. No offense.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Londo Mollari: The next day, I woke up, I saw her in the light of day, sleeping against my arm, and I decided I would rather chew off my arm than wake her up. Michael Garibaldi: Aw, that's sweet. Londo: No, no! She had a voice that could curdle fresh milk. "Londo!" "Yes, dear?" "Londo!" "Coming, my darling!"

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Now, I go to spread happiness to the rest of the station. It is a terrible responsibility but I have learned to live with it.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Londo: These Earthers! I try to find out as much as I can about them to try to make some sense of them, but it never seems to come together. Delenn: They do seem to be a mass of contradictions. Londo: Exactly my point! Here–six thousand years of recorded history, a history that includes remarkable composers, astonishing symphonies! But what is the one song that half of them sing to their children generation after generation?

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

We've come at a bad time, haven't we?

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 1

Ivanova: Commander, we don't have a lot of time. We're cut off from the way we came in, we don't know if we can find another way back to the ship before we run out of air… Sinclair: We can't leave him like this! Ivanova: I know, I know. It's a Russian thing. When we're about to do something stupid, we like to catalog the full extent of our stupidity for future reference.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 2

The third principle of sentient life is its capacity for self-sacrifice, for a cause…a loved one…for a friend.

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 2

Barfly: Like my granddad used to say: "Nuke 'em till they glow, and shoot 'em in the dark!" That'll take care of them. Just like magic. Michael Garibaldi: Magic? Want to see magic? I got a little magic trick for ya. I got a little magic that'll make you pass through the top of the bar! [grabs the barfly] Barfly: Hey! Leggo! Garibaldi: I'll need complete silence or I'll have to ask for another volunteer from the audience. Let's see, what was that magic word again? Shazam? [slams the barfly into the bar] No, that's not it. I'll tell you what, I'll go home and look at my books, then I'll come back. If you're still talking trash about killing Marsies, we'll try it again and again [slams him again] until we get it right, huh?

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 2

Susan Ivanova: Ambassador, do you really want to know what's going on down there right now? Londo Mollari: Yes, absolutely. Ivanova: Boom. Boom, boom, boom. Boom, boom. BOOM! Have a nice day. Londo: Faugh! You can never get a straight answer from anyone around here!

A Voice in the Wilderness, Part 2

Worst case of testosterone poisoning I've ever seen.

Babylon Squared

Summoned, I come. In Valen's name, I take the place that has been prepared for me. I am Grey. I stand between the candle and the star. We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light.

Babylon Squared

Major Krantz: What if we take you with us? Put you on trial? Zathras: Zathras not of this time. You take, Zathras die. You leave, Zathras die. Either way, it is bad for Zathras.

The Quality of Mercy

Stephen Franklin: [not paying attention] You can start by removing your clothes. Susan Ivanova: Not without dinner and flowers.

The Quality of Mercy

Jeffrey Sinclair: I'm still waiting for an explanation, gentlemen. Londo Mollari: Yes. And I'm prepared to give you one, Commander, as soon as the room stops spinning. Sinclair: This station creates gravity by rotation. It never stops spinning. Londo: Well, you begin to see my problem.

The Quality of Mercy

Talia Winters: I don't want to do this again. I was inside a killer's mind before, on the Mars Colony. There's got to be another way. Karl Edward Mueller: So you're going to walk around in my head, eh? I'd think twice if I were you. Something might just jump out of the shadows and bite you. Talia: How many? …How many? Mueller: How many worlds are there? How many banquets? How many flowers waiting to be harvested? How many new voices, waiting to be recruited into my choir? […] The overture is just beginning…

The Quality of Mercy

You once said you'd bet good money he'd killed before? You would not have lost.

Chrysalis

Londo Mollari: But this…this, this, this is like… being nibbled to death by, uh…Pah! What are those Earth creatures called? Feathers, long bill, webbed feet…go "quack". Vir Cotto: Cats. Londo: Cats! I'm being nibbled to death by cats.

Chrysalis

There comes a time when you look into the mirror, and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. Then you accept it, or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking into mirrors.

Chrysalis

And so it begins. You have forgotten something, Commander.

Chrysalis

Yes. I think he's ready.…Perfect for our needs.…No.…No. He suspects nothing.…When the time is right, Ambassador Mollari will do exactly as we wish.…Destiny is on our side.

Chrysalis

Nothing's the same anymore.

Season 2: The Coming of Shadows

The Babylon Project was our last, best hope for peace. A self-contained world five miles long, located in neutral territory. A place of commerce and diplomacy for a quarter of a million humans and aliens. A shining beacon in space, all alone in the night. It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind… the year the Great War came upon us all. This is the story of the last of the Babylon stations. The year is 2259. The name of the place is Babylon 5.

Points of Departure

Susan Ivanova: [voiceover] Status report, Lieutenant Commander Susan Ivanova recording. It is now eight days since the death of Earth Alliance President Luis Santiago, and five days since Commander Sinclair was recalled to Earth without explanation. And the whole place has gone straight to hell. Ivanova: And as far as I'm concerned, the transports can wait until the SUN EXPLODES! And if you're not happy with the seating arrangements, I will personally order your seats to be moved outside, down the hall, across the station, and into the fusion reactor! Am I absolutely, perfectly clear on this? Ivanova: [voiceover] I can only conclude that I'm paying off karma at a vastly accelerated rate.

Points of Departure

Ivanova: Well then, I'll say a prayer for him tonight. Stephen Franklin: He's agnostic. Ivanova: Then I'll say half a prayer.

Points of Departure

John Sheridan: What's our status? Ivanova: The Chief of Security is in critical condition in MedLab. He thinks there's a conspiracy concerning the President's death. Ambassador G'Kar has mysteriously vanished, after two years we still don't know what Ambassador Kosh looks like inside his encounter suit, and Ambassador Delenn is in a cocoon. Sheridan: A cocoon? As in, a moth or a butterfly. Ivanova: Yes sir. [holds one hand at chin height] 'Bout yea high. Sheridan: Interesting place you have here.

Points of Departure

When I was 21, I visited Tibet. I went to see the new Dalai Lama. Uh, you do that sort of thing when you're 21 and the son of a diplomatic envoy. We had a simple dinner. Rice, raisins, carrots—steamed, not boiled—and green tea. When it was over, he looked at me and said, "Do you understand?" I said no, I didn't. "Good beginning," he said. "You'll be even better when you begin to understand what you do not understand." After reading some of your reports, I begin to understand what I don't understand about Babylon 5. But I couldn't wish for a more capable and skilled group of people to learn from. It was an early Earth President, Abraham Lincoln, who best described our current situation. He said… [delivering the rest of his speech to an empty C&C] It was an early Earth president, Abraham Lincoln, who best described our situation. "The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise to the occasion. We cannot esca

Revelations

There, you see! One deserts his post without any explanation, the other one picks the most breathtakingly inconvenient moment possible to explore new career options, like becoming a butterfly!

Revelations

Londo: Why don't you eliminate the entire Narn homeworld while you're at it? [chuckles] Morden: One thing at a time, Ambassador. One thing at a time.

Revelations

Michael Garibaldi: [waking up from his coma] Oh, God. I'm out of it for a few days, the whole place goes to hell! John Sheridan: Well, I hope I can prove otherwise. Captain John Sheridan, your new CO. Garibaldi: I don't know you. Sheridan: No, but I think we'll get along just fine.

Revelations

[quoting Yeats' "Second Coming"]

The Geometry of Shadows

Vir Cotto: [to the illusion] My name is Vir Cotto, diplomatic attache to ambassador Londo Mollari of the Centauri Republic! My name is Vir Cotto, diplomatic attache to ambassador Londo Mollari of the Centauri Republic! My name is… Elric: Stop program. [the illusion pauses, then vanishes] You don't frighten easily. Vir: I work for Ambassador Mollari. After a while, nothing bothers you.

The Geometry of Shadows

There is an old saying: "Do not try the patience of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger."

The Geometry of Shadows

Stephen Franklin: I can give you something for the pain… Susan Ivanova: Oh, great. Now you can give me something for the pain. Franklin: What? Ivanova: Where were you when I was going through puberty? Ivanova: No, it's okay; I'll get used to it. If it gets too bad, I'll just…gnaw it off at the ankle.

The Geometry of Shadows

Elric: We are dreamers, shapers, singers, and makers. We study the mysteries of laser and circuit, crystal and scanner, holographic demons and invocation of equations. These are the tools we employ, and we know many things. John Sheridan: Such as? Elric: The true secrets, the important things. Fourteen words to make someone fall in love with you forever. Seven words to make them go without pain. How to say good-bye to a friend who is dying. How to be poor. How to be rich. How to rediscover dreams when the world has stolen them. That is why we are going away—to preserve that knowledge. Sheridan: From what? Elric: There is a storm coming, a black and terrible storm. We would not have our knowledge lost or used to ill purpose. From this place we will launch ourselves into the stars. With luck, you will never see our kind again in your lifetime. I know you have your orders, Captain. Detain us if you wish. But I cannot tell you where we are going. I can only ask you to trust us.

The Geometry of Shadows

Ivanova: What does it take to get through to you? You're making a mistake of galactic proportions! Assaulting an Earth Alliance officer, attempting mass murder…! Green Drazi: Green must fight Purple. Purple must fight Green. Is no other way! Ivanova: Just my luck. I get stuck with a race that speaks only in macros.

The Geometry of Shadows

Ivanova: You're saying just because I'm holding this right now, I'm Green leader? But I'm human! Former Drazi Leader: Rules of combat older than contact with other races. Did not mention aliens. Rules change…caught up in committee. Not come through yet. Ivanova: Yeah, bureaucracy. Tell me about it.

The Geometry of Shadows

Londo Mollari: Now if I may ask, does this torment end when you leave? Or am I going to have to spend the rest of my life paying for one little mistake? Elric: Oh, I'm afraid you're going to have to spend the rest of your life paying for your mistakes. Not this one of course, it's trivial, I have withdrawn the spell, but there will be others. Londo: What are you talking about? Elric: You are touched by darkness, Ambassador. I see it as a blemish that will grow with time. I could warn you of course, but you would not listen. I could kill you, but someone would take your place. So I do the only thing I can: I go. [starts to turn away, then turns back to Londo] Oh, I believe it was an endorsement you wanted? A word or two, a picture, to send to the folks back home, confirming that you have a destiny before you? Londo: Yes, it was just a thought, nothing more. Elric: Well, take this for what little it will profit you. As I look at you, Ambassador Mollari, I see a great hand reaching out of

A Distant Star

Capt. Maynard: John! She's…Minbari? Sheridan: Mm-hmm. Capt. Maynard: Uh…but she doesn't look like one! I mean, she does, but…but she doesn't! I mean, what's the deal? Sheridan: We're still trying to figure that out. There's the story she told us, but then, the Minbari never tell you the whole truth.

A Distant Star

Susan Ivanova: Figures. All my life, I've fought against imperialism. Now, suddenly, I am the expanding Russian frontier. Stephen Franklin: But with very nice borders.

A Distant Star

I'll tell you one thing. If the primates that we came from had known that someday politicians would come out of the gene pool, they'd have stayed up in the trees and written evolution off as a bad idea! Hell, I always thought the opposable thumb was overrated!

A Distant Star

An old friend of mine once quoted me a [sic]…ancient Egyptian blessing: God be between you and harm in all the empty places where you must walk.

A Distant Star

Sheridan: I wish I had your…faith in the universe. I just don't see it sometimes. Delenn: Then I will tell you a great secret, Captain. Perhaps the greatest of all time. The molecules of your body are the same molecules that make up this station, and the nebula outside, that burn inside the stars themselves. We are starstuff. We are the universe made manifest, trying to figure itself out. And as we have both learned, sometimes the universe requires a change of perspective.

A Distant Star

Michael Garibaldi: Trust me, Doc, you are gonna love this! Franklin: I can feel my arteries hardening just being in the same room with it!

The Long Dark

Amis: I have walked in the valley of th— G'Kar: Good! Keep on walking.

The Long Dark

Amis: Incoming! Incoming! Incoming! INCOMING! Michael Garibaldi: How long has he been like that? Guard: Couple hours now. Amis: To the walls. Get to the walls! Guard: Damn Lurkers. We oughta space all of them. Garibaldi: Hanson? Amis: Oh God. Stop them. Incoming. Garibaldi: Were you in the war? Guard: No, I missed it. Garibaldi: He didn't. Guard: How do you know? Garibaldi: [in a sad, manner-of-fact tone] I've had that same dream.

The Long Dark

Amis: [after waking up in the brig] Oh, God. What did I do this time? Garibaldi: You don't remember? Amis: Well, I've found that life is, in general, much easier if I forget most of the things that happen to me. Garibaldi: You were about to accuse the Centauri ambassador of being in league with the devil…which may not be far from the truth.

The Long Dark

Garibaldi: Lousy way to die, huh? John Sheridan: Hmm. Last time I checked, there weren't too many good ways.

The Long Dark

Take my advice and go back to the time you came from. The future isn't what it used to be.

The Long Dark

Evil sometimes wears a pleasant face.

The Long Dark

Susan Ivanova: You got a plan? Sheridan: Let's try not to get killed. Ivanova: Brilliant.

A Spider in the Web

Ah, it's good to be the captain.

A Spider in the Web

Well, my pop always said that laughter was better than pills for what ails you.

A Spider in the Web

Susan Ivanova: You know how I feel about telepaths. Sheridan: Do I ever. You threw one out a third-story window on Io. Ivanova: There was an ample pool below the window! Sheridan: I'll assume you knew that.

A Spider in the Web

Telepaths are gifted and cursed in ways I can never hope to understand.

A Spider in the Web

There is a spider in the web, Mr. Garibaldi. And I intend to find it and kill it.

Soul Mates

Vir Cotto: [Practicing his greetings to Londo's wives] It is a pleasure to meet you. It is a pleasure to meet you! It is a pleasure to meet you. Michael Garibaldi: [Notices Vir talking to himself and approaches] Gonna introduce me, Vir? Vir: You must think I look odd right now... [an alien passes by with Garibaldi staring]. Garibaldi: Well, I guess it's a little relative... [referring to the alien's strange appearance] Vir: Actually, it's relatives. I'm here to pick up some women. Garibaldi: You'll have more luck at bars. Vir: No, I… Garibaldi: Just kidding. Garibaldi: So, who are these women? Diplomats? Vir: Oh, Ambassador Mollari's three wives. Garibaldi: Whoa! A harem! The lucky dog. [a Centauri woman walks in] Timov: Are you Vir?! Vir: Yes! Timov: I am Timov, daughter of Alguhl. You will take me to my husband. Vir: I was told there'd be three of you… Timov: [Looks at Garibaldi] Who is this? Vir: Uhh… Timov: No never mind. I said you'd take me. Is your hearing deficient? Vir: No, bu

Soul Mates

Talia Winters: Stoner? Matt Stoner? Garibaldi: Yeah, yeah, that was his name. Matthew. Talia: He's not here on Babylon 5? John Sheridan: Is that a problem? Garibaldi: You know him? Talia: Only in the most unpleasant sense. I was married to him.

Soul Mates

Timov: He drags me out here, gives me no reason why he wants to see me! What's he hiding, Vir? Tell me! I won't bite, Vir. Vir Cotto: With all due respect, madam, that's not what I heard. Timov: All right, that one time. Vir: It was twice.

Soul Mates

Timov: Daggair! My, what a surprise! Daggair: A pleasant one? Timov: I wouldn't go that far. Vir: Madame Daggair, my pardons! This is unconscionable! I was at customs. I don't know how I could have missed you! Timov: Believe me Vir, if you knew her as well as I do, you wouldn't miss her a bit. Daggair: Oh, Timov, Timov, why do you always try to draw me into your little verbal fencing matches? Timov: Because I don't have a real sword handy.

Soul Mates

Vir: Can I get you anything? Timov: Yes!! You can get me out of here! Who does Londo think he is, keeping us sitting about? Daggair: He probably thinks he's our husband. And we, as dutiful wives, must await his return. Is that not right, Vir? Vir: Well, actually— Timov: You are joking, Daggair! Daggair: Your problem, Timov, is that you've never known your place. Timov: My place?! You once threatened to break a vase over his head! Daggair: Well, haha, that was the impetuousness of youth. Timov: That was last month! Daggair, what are you playing at?

Soul Mates

Londo Mollari: [enters room] Well, well, here you are! Timov: And here you are finally, where have you been?!! Londo: Affairs of state my dear. Timov: State of inebriation, I wager.

Soul Mates

Delenn: Commander, I want you to understand. I acquired human characteristics to bring your people and mine closer together! To symbolize our mutuality! It is supposed to be a dignified, inspiring transition for both humans and Minbari, so will you please explain to me why this, this, this… Susan Ivanova: Hair. Delenn: …refuses to cooperate?! [Ivanova gets a little closer.] I had no problems with it at first, but as time passed it… Ivanova: [feels Delenn's hair] It's…pretty brittle. What are you washing it with? Delenn: Washing?

Soul Mates

The secret of our marriage's success, Londo, is our lack of communication. You have jeopardized that success and I would know why!

Soul Mates

Timov: You knew about this you knew!!! Daggair: I was caught completely unawares, I assure you! [To Londo] Petulant isn't she? Well, breeding will tell. Timov: Ha! A bitch like you would know about breeding. [Daggair barely chokes down her drink, then stares daggers at Timov] Londo: [Smiling widely] Ladies, ladies, please…Continue!

Soul Mates

Londo: On Earth you have these creatures–insects attracted to flames? Sheridan: Uh, yes. Moths. They're drawn to flames and bright lights and get burned. Londo: Mariel is drawn to men of power in that same way. But trust me. She burns them!

Soul Mates

Daggair: Let's let Londo decide that. Mariel: [Referring to Daggair and herself] The both of us? Together??? Daggair: If it pleases Londo, it pleases me. Londo: No, this isn't right. Timov should be here too! Timov: Did you seriously expect me to become involved in your sexual Olympics? Londo: They're merely expressing their feelings for me. Timov: I can do that. [She slaps Londo on the face…hard] Londo: You haven't changed. Timov: You have. You've devolved!

Soul Mates

Stephen Franklin: Are you okay? Londo, do you know where you are? Londo: [looks around and sees his wives] Either in Medlab, or in Hell. Either way, the decor needs work. Daggair: Oh, Doctor Franklin! Thank you for saving our husband! You've done the Centauri a great service! Mariel: I agree. It's so good to see you with us again, Londo! Londo: Well, that settles it, Doctor! I am in hell! And what, not a word from you, Timov? Not an insincere word of relief? Not a blink of false concern for my well-being? Timov: No. If you'll excuse me, I'll be in my quarters. I'm suddenly feeling…quite fatigued. [She leaves.] Mariel: Yes, I think I will do the same. [She leaves, followed by Daggair.] Londo: Augh. Nightmares, all of them! And Timov, the worst of the lot! Franklin: Ambassador Mollari, do you mind if I make one personal observation? Londo: No, not at all. Franklin: Stick it. [He walks off.] Londo: [to himself] How odd. And I didn't even know we were married.

Soul Mates

G'Kar: I warn you Mariel, do not be overconfident. If I was married to Londo Mollari I'd be concerned. Mariel: G'Kar, if you were married to Londo, we'd all be concerned.

Soul Mates

Timov: Why did you choose to keep me as your wife and not them? I've made no pretense of affection for you, I find your recent actions contemptible, I'll never love you, at best I'll tolerate you, and I'll never be what you want me to be. Why me? Londo: Because with you, I will always know where I stand.

Soul Mates

Delenn: Taking on human characteristics has been something of an education for both of us! Ivanova: Well, if you have any other problems, any other questions at all, just ask! [They step into a transport tube.] Delenn: Well…now that you mention it…do you have any idea why I suddenly started getting these…odd cramps?

A Race Through Dark Places

John Sheridan: They nibble a little bit here, a little bit there—next thing you know, you're not even in charge of your own command anymore! Stephen Franklin: No taxation without representation. Give me liberty or give me death! Sheridan: Abso-fraggin'-lutely!

A Race Through Dark Places

One day they're shooting at you, the next day they're taking you out to dinner. Ha! What a universe!

A Race Through Dark Places

Sheridan to Garibaldi: Well, you've been pretty quiet. Is he right, or isn't he? Garibaldi: Technically? Yeah, I suppose. We're obliged to uphold the laws of Earth Alliance. It doesn't mean we have to like it. And if there is some kind of illegitimate travel going through here, it's a threat to station security and we have to know about it. Ivanova: Come on, Garibaldi. You can't tell me you agree with this. You want to help them? Garibaldi: Want, agree, that has nothing to do with it. The law is the law. It's damn ironic, isn't it? The Corps got started because we were afraid of telepaths, now they're victims of our own fears. We took away every right they had and shoved them into a big black box called Psi Corps. Now look at them. Black uniforms, jackboots, giving orders. Some days they scare the hell out of me. Sheridan: Yeah, if you ask me we created our own monster. And maybe we deserve it.

A Race Through Dark Places

Delenn: I apologize for being late, Captain. I decided that as part of learning more about humans, I would try to dress like one tonight. I hope it does not offend you. Sheridan: No, no, not at all! It's…very attractive! Uh, please! [He helps her to her seat, but as he does, he notices a diner at the next table staring rudely.] Something I can do for you? [The man turns back to his meal.] Delenn: It appears my choice was successful. The woman who sold me this told me that I would definitely…"turn heads"? Sheridan: [laughing] Yeah, well, if they turned much further, you'd be sued for whiplash!

A Race Through Dark Places

Sheridan: How many Minbari does it take to screw in a light bulb? Susan Ivanova: I don't know, sir. How many Minbari does it take to screw in a light bulb? Sheridan: None. They always surrender right before they finish the job and they never tell you why. Sheridan: Knock, knock. Ivanova: Who's there? Sheridan: Kosh. Ivanova: Kosh who? Sheridan: Gesundheit. [snickers] I thought that was a good one. Ivanova: Were you like this when you were married? Sheridan: Huh? Yeah. Ivanova: The woman was a saint. Ivanova: Captain, I'd like to note two things for the record. Sheridan: Yes, Commander? Ivanova: Item One: I don't think this protest is gonna work. Earth Central never gives in when it comes to money. But if you're determined to keep at it, I'm prepared to do the same. Item Two: You snore. Sheridan: No, I don't! Ivanova: Yes, you do! Sheridan: No, I don't! Ivanova: Captain, either you snore, or last night we had a hell of a breach in the hull. I get dibs on the couch.

A Race Through Dark Places

Alfred Bester: They must be getting desperate to try something like this. They know we're onto them. Why else would they try to kill me? Ivanova: Is this a multiple-choice question?

A Race Through Dark Places

Bester: Would it interest you to know that I'm married, Mr. Garibaldi? That I have a five-year-old daughter? That on Sundays when I'm back home, we pack a picnic lunch and go out under the dome on Syria Planum and watch the stars come out? Hardly the description of a monster. Michael Garibaldi: [applauds sarcastically] Smooth! You're getting good at this. Keep working on it, and one of these days I might even be convinced that you're human.

A Race Through Dark Places

Leader: You know you can't go back again. Talia Winters: I can't leave the Corps. They'll come after me. Leader: No, I mean in here! [points to his head] You know too much. If Bester scans you, he'll…Can you keep him out? Talia: I think so. Jason's little gift. Leader: He gave you more than you know. What we did back there, it shouldn't have worked. Not with that Psi Cop. You tipped the balance. I felt it when we were joined. You're more than you think you are. Talia: Then what am I? Leader: The future.

The Coming of Shadows

G'Kar: So you are going to allow this? Even over my objections? John Sheridan: What, did I somehow turn invisible or something? Yes, Ambassador. The Emperor is allowed to come aboard. Now, if this bothers you, I suggest you stay in your quarters, stick your fingers in your ears, and hum real loud until it's over! Unless you'd like to try something as breathtakingly rational as trying to open up a dialog? G'Kar, you are in a position to directly negotiate with the head of the Centauri Republic, and you are wasting it on a tantrum!

The Coming of Shadows

Emperor Turhan: Why are you here, in this place, in that uniform? Was it your choice or were you pressed into service? Sheridan: It was my choice. The planetary draft didn't start until the war, a few years later. I guess I wanted to serve something that was bigger than I was. Make a difference, somewhere, somehow. You seem interested in why people chose to be here. Turhan: It has occurred to me recently that I have never chosen anything. I was born into a role that was prepared for me. I did everything I was asked to do because it never occurred to me to choose otherwise. And now, at the end of my life, I wonder what might have been. Sheridan: That's why my father taught me to live each second as though it were the last moment of my life. He said, "If you love, love without reservation. If you fight, fight without fear." He called it "the way of the warrior." Turhan: No regrets then? Sheridan: A few. But just a few. You? Turhan: Oh, enough to fill a lifetime. So much has been lost, so

The Coming of Shadows

I was ready. I had prepared myself, I had made my peace with the universe, put all my affairs in order. I had the dagger in my hand! And he has the indecency to start dying on his own! Never in my life have I seen a worse case of timing!

The Coming of Shadows

G'Kar: How is the poor fellow? I was so looking forward to meeting him and opening up…a dialog. Stephen Franklin: He said…"We're wrong. The hatred between our people can never end until someone is willing to say, 'I'm sorry'. And try and find a way to make things right again, to atone for our actions."

The Coming of Shadows

There's a great darkness coming, Michael.

The Coming of Shadows

Emperor Turhan: I would very much like to have seen a Vorlon. Emperor Turhan: How will this end? Kosh: In fire.

The Coming of Shadows

Londo Mollari: [relaying the Emperor's "last words"] He said…"Continue. Take my people back…to the stars." Lord Antono Refa: Mollari, what did he say? Really? Londo: He said…"You are both damned." Lord Refa: Well, it's a small enough price to pay for immortality.

Gropos

General Richard Franklin: [meeting Garibaldi] I had an Alfredo Garibaldi under my command during the Dilgar invasion. Excellent soldier! Michael Garibaldi: [smiles proudly] That was my dad. Gen. Franklin: [unimpressed] So much for genetics.

Gropos

Dr. Stephen Franklin: I'm a doctor! My duty is to heal! Gen. Franklin: Then heal humans! Stephen, I know you're fascinated by these alien creatures, but they're a threat to humanity. And they always will be. Help your own kind! Dr. Franklin: Life is life, whether it's wrapped in skin, scales, or feathers! Now if you respected these beings instead of constantly trying to murder them, you'd appreciate that!

Gropos

We are all slaves to our histories. If there is to be a…bright future, we must learn to break those chains.

Gropos

There's only one truth about war: people die. Killing is part of a soldier's job—we can't deny it. We can only live with it and hope the reasons for doing it are justified.

All Alone in the Night

Lennier: Being asked to serve on the Council is a matter of soul, not of flesh. The change you've gone through, it shouldn't matter. Delenn: But it does, Lennier. I made a decision, and now I must face the consequences.

All Alone in the Night

You are an affront to the purity of our race!

All Alone in the Night

Dream Ivanova #1: Do you know who I am? Dream Garibaldi: The man in-between is searching for you. Dream Ivanova #2: You are the hand. John Sheridan: Why are you here? Dream Kosh: We were never away. For the first time, your mind is quiet enough to hear me. Sheridan: Why am I here? Dream Kosh: You have always been here.

All Alone in the Night

You have always been here.

All Alone in the Night

A soldier's record tells a lot about a person. Not just what he's done, but how he's done it and why. And you have an uncommon failing for someone in your position, Captain. You're a patriot. You believe as I do that when we put on this uniform, we took a solemn vow to protect Earth against threats from outside and from within. […] Your cooperation is essential, if we're going to take back our government.

All Alone in the Night

Hey, I never did know when to butt out. We're with you, Captain. Wherever this goes, however it ends, we're with you.

Acts of Sacrifice

I was there when our war against Earth began, when our ship encountered an Earth vessel for the first time. Afraid of us, of the unknown, they fired. I saw our leader dying. I heard the cries for revenge, for blood, for death. In return we nearly exterminated an entire species. My people are tired of war, G'Kar!

Acts of Sacrifice

Correlilmerzon [through Taq]: It does not serve evolution. Stephen Franklin: Well, my job isn't serving evolution — it's serving humanity, even when the patient isn't human. Correlilmerzon [through Taq]: Yes, but what happens when the inferior, saved from the process of natural selection, begin to outnumber the superior? Susan Ivanova: You know, I think we should all be moving on by now… Franklin: I don't believe that any form of sentient life is inferior to any other. Correlilmerzon [through Taq]: Yes. We often hear that argument from inferior species and their sympathizers.

Acts of Sacrifice

…Ambassador, I've learned the hard way that governments deal in matters of convenience, not conscience. If they fall behind, it is up to the rest of us to make up the difference. If we don't, who will?

Acts of Sacrifice

Correlilmerzon: What do I do now? Ivanova: Old style, you roll over and go to bed. New style, you go out for pizza, I never see you again.

Acts of Sacrifice

Sheridan: What's it say? Ivanova: "Next time…my way." Sheridan: Commander, is there something you'd like to tell me?

Hunter, Prey

Maybe somebody should've labelled the future "some assembly required".

Hunter, Prey

John Sheridan: Are we just toys to you? Huh? What do you want? Kosh: Never ask that question! Sheridan: At least I got a response out of you. So what'll it be, Ambassador? Kosh: I will teach you. Sheridan: About yourself? Kosh: About you. Until you are ready. Sheridan: For what? Kosh: To fight legends.

There All the Honor Lies

Susan Ivanova: Welcome to Babylon 5, the last, best hope for a quick buck! John Sheridan: Commander— Ivanova: Oh, this is demeaning! I mean, we're not some…some deep-space franchise! This station is about something.

There All the Honor Lies

Guinevere Corey: May I ask what you were discussing here? Sheridan: The only thing that matters—the truth. Guinevere Corey: Ah, yes. The favorite song of the legally ignorant.

There All the Honor Lies

Londo Mollari: It's a mockery! It doesn't even have any, uh…attributes. Sheridan: Attributes? Londo: Do I have to spell it out for you? Sheridan, Ivanova: Ohh! Ivanova: I see. So you feel like you're being symbolically cas…t in a bad light. Sheridan: Well put.

There All the Honor Lies

Sheridan: I—I never thought there could be anything worse than being all alone in the night. Delenn: But there is. Being all alone in a crowd. Delenn: In the service of their clan, they're ready to sacrifice everything–their individuality, their blood, their life. Sheridan: Their honor? Oh, we've had plenty of that ourselves. Conspiracies of silence, because the larger ideals have to be protected. But you can't have larger ideals if the smaller ones get compromised. It's like building a house without a foundation, Delenn—it can't stand!

There All the Honor Lies

Ashan: We are not responsible. It was the leaders of our clan who decided to act without asking the Council or anyone else in the government–not us. Yes, it was foolish— Lennier: No, not foolish. It was tragic.

There All the Honor Lies

Good, Vir—you're sobering up! I can see the synapses beginning to fire behind your eyes! A frightening sight, I might add.

There All the Honor Lies

Sheridan: Ba-Bear-lon 5? Oh, he's a cute one. [Notices the initials on the shirt.] J.S.? Ivanova: John Sheridan. Sheridan: Oh, this is supposed to be me? [Suddenly turns grim.] I want it off my station. I want 'em all off my station. I want the whole place yanked out, boxed up, and shipped out by 0800 tomorrow. Is that clear? Ivanova: I'll get right on it. Sheridan: Oh, and…[Takes the bear.] C&C: Babylon Control to Zeta-One. Any trace of that unidentified object? Warren Keffer: Negative, Babylon Control. I don't see a… C&C: Zeta-One, have you encountered unidentified object? Can you describe it? Keffer: Negative, Babylon Control. I don't think so. Not on a bet. Heading back to the barn.

And Now For a Word

You know, what the folks back home don't understand—the ones who've never left Earth—is just how dangerous space can be. Aside from incidents like this, just the everyday reality of living your days and nights in a big tin can surrounded by a vacuum. I remember my first time on a transport on the Moon-Mars run. I was just a kid, maybe 17. A buddy of mine was messing around and zipping through the halls. And he hid in one of the airlocks. I don't know, I guess he was going to try to scare us or something. I don't know. But just as I got close, he must have hit the wrong button, because the air doors slammed shut, the space doors, opened, and he just flew out into space. And the one thing they never tell you is that you don't die instantly in vacuum. He just hung there, against the black, like a puppet with his strings all tangled up—or like one of those old cartoons where you run off the edge of a cliff and your legs keep going. You could see that he was trying to breathe, but there was

And Now For a Word

G'Kar: My family lived in G'Kamazad, one of the larger cities on Narn. My father…"served" in a Centauri household during the last years of the rebellion. I was barely a pouchling at the time. My mother was ill, unable to escape through the underground, so we all stayed. It was a difficult time. We were striking deep into Centauri resources. Things were tense. One day my father spilled a cup of hot jala on the mistress of the house and…and she had him killed. They took him out, tied his hands together, and hung him from a jalwah tree for three days. I came to him the last night, against my mother's orders, and he looked down at me. He said he was proud, and to go and fight, and be all the things he never was. Then he died. The next morning I ran away and killed my first Centauri. Cynthia Torqueman: Why do you think they invaded back then? G'Kar: Why does any advanced civilization seek to destroy a less-advanced one? Because the land is strategically valuable, because there are resources

And Now For a Word

Michael Garibaldi: Absolutely. Sure, when things get tense out here, we have to be careful. Our search of the Centauri vessels we captured proved that they were bringing in weapons of mass destruction, offloading them outside the station, and sending them on to the front lines. Now that we know that, we can make sure it doesn't happen any more. We learn. It's what humans do. Londo Mollari: Misunderstandings aside, yes! I definitely think it's worth it. We must simply work harder to make sure we communicate with one another to prevent this sort of tragic situation from ever happening again! A violent attack by Narn forces is an unacceptable response to a peaceful protest by my government. And with the intervention of Earth, perhaps we can keep them from making a similar mistake in the future. G'Kar: I don't know any more. I used to think so, but now… Susan Ivanova: Yes. Delenn: Of course it is. For the simple reason that no one else would ever build a place like this. Humans share one u

In the Shadow of Z'ha'dum

Morden: If restoring the Centauri Republic means nothing to you, what does? What do you want? Vir Cotto: I'd like to live just long enough to be there when they cut off your head and stick it on a pike as a warning to the next ten generations that some favors come with too high a price. I would gaze up into your lifeless eyes and wave, like this. Vir: Can you and your associates arrange this for me, Mr. Morden?

In the Shadow of Z'ha'dum

And then, just at the last, it's as if they look past you at something else, and the look on their face, it's like nothing you can describe. And then, just as they look past you—the moment that they look past you—you can't help but meet their gaze and just for an instant, you see God reflected in their eyes. [pauses] I've seen a lot of reflected gods today, Susan. And I'm wondering how we can keep believing in them, when they've stopped believing in us.

In the Shadow of Z'ha'dum

John Sheridan: You ever studied ancient history? 20th century, World War II? Zack Allan: Well…not really. [grins] I always used to fall asleep in history class. Sheridan: The Germans had a secret code they used for all their important messages. It was called "Enigma". What they didn't know was that the British had cracked the code. One day, Churchill's people intercepted a message authorizing the bombing of a city named Coventry. Now, if they evacuated Coventry, the Germans would know their code had been broken, and switch to another system. If that happened, it could cost the Allies the entire war. If they didn't evacuate the city, hundreds of innocent men, women, and children would die. Zack: So, what happened? Sheridan: They kept the secret. There was no evacuation. And on November 14, 1940, Coventry was destroyed. The dead were… piled up like cordwood! I—I've seen newsreels of Churchill visiting the ruins a few days later. And you can just see it in his eyes, the knowledge of what

In the Shadow of Z'ha'dum

Kosh: If you go to Z'ha'dum, you will die. Sheridan: Then I die. But I will not go down easily, and I will not go down alone.

Knives

Londo Mollari: In dueling societies, it is customary for each member to be given a fighting name by his comrades! They said I fought like a crazed leati, and so they called me Paso Leati! Urza was known as Skal Tura—the silent beast! Those were great times, Vir! We were young, proud, fierce, bursting to prove ourselves to each other and to the world. Our starships ruled the spaceways, and our power was rivaled by that of the gods only! Ah, Great Maker, it was good to be a Centauri then! Vir Cotto: Every generation of Centauri mourns for the golden days when their power was like unto the gods! It—it's counterproductive! I mean, why make history if you fail to learn by it? Londo: You know, Vir, you have what the Earthers call a negative personality. Vir: No, I don't. Londo: There, you see?

Knives

I once saw an entire chorus line of purple wombats doing showtunes in my bathtub. Of course, I was pretty drunk at the time.

Knives

Stephen Franklin: Well, anyone willing to command Babylon 5 has got to be slightly insane, but I don't think that you're ready for the asylum just yet. John Sheridan: I prefer to be only slightly insane. Garibaldi: Don't we all.

Knives

Vir: Londo, this is insane! Londo: Insanity is part of the times. You must learn to embrace the madness. Let it fire you.

Confessions and Lamentations

Something here doesn't add up, and unlike Mr. Garibaldi, I don't like mysteries.

Confessions and Lamentations

Delenn: They are in pain. Frightened. Dying. Minbari are taught that at such a time, the afflicted should be ministered to, comforted. John Sheridan: They're not your own people, Delenn! Delenn: I didn't know that similarity was required for the exercise of compassion. They are afraid. We wish to do what little we can.

Confessions and Lamentations

Delenn: Do not look away, Captain. All life is transitory. A dream. We all come together in the same place at the end of time. If I don't see you again here, I will see you in a little while, in the place where no shadows fall. Sheridan: W—Delenn! [She stops and looks back.] When I do see you again…call me John?

Confessions and Lamentations

Delenn: She has separated from her mother. Please find her. Lennier: [looks around, somewhat lost] How? Delenn: [to Lennier] Faith manages. Delenn: [turning to Markab girl] What is her name? Markab Girl: Mama. Lennier: Faith manages.

Confessions and Lamentations

[dying] I'm sorry, old friend. I don't think I can stay any longer. Will you give my love to…

Confessions and Lamentations

John…John…

Confessions and Lamentations

Sheridan: What happens next time? Delenn: What happens? What happens is that we honor the memory of those who are no longer with us by using what we have learned to save others. To exercise faith and patience and charity. To reach out to those who are afraid. If we can do that, then their passing will have had meaning and we will grow from it.

Divided Loyalties

Delenn: Back home, when there is something you need to know, you are told just what you require and no more. Delenn: … Minbari respect the privacy of others by not prying into their affairs. To express undue curiosity— Newsvendor Computer: Unable to insert "Eye on Minbari" section. Do you wish to accept edition anyway? Delenn: Uh… yes, yes I do. John Sheridan: "Eye on Minbari"? Delenn: It is good to know what your people are thinking and saying about my people. And, uh…[grins] I often learn things about my own world before I'm told "what I need to know and no more".

Divided Loyalties

Lyta Alexander: The further you go from the center of power, the less likely it is we're going to find the person that we're looking for. Susan Ivanova: I suggest you move those eyes somewhere else…while you still have them.

Divided Loyalties

I'm back. I can't stay. The Captain's made sure I can get away before the Psi Cops get here, but—I had to see you again, before my ship leaves. I never told them. I never told anyone. I hid it all away in the smallest, tiniest corner of my mind. They could've killed me and they still wouldn't have found it! Only at night, alone, would I open that small door in my mind where I kept the memory of you and listen to your voice—listen to you sing me to sleep. I hope I can come back again, but I don't know. Until then—Kosh—I want to see you again, just one more time before I go.

The Long, Twilight Struggle

Londo Mollari: Mass drivers? They have been outlawed by every civilized planet! Lord Antono Refa: These are uncivilized times. Londo: We have treaties! Lord Refa: Ink on a page!

The Long, Twilight Struggle

Draal: Since taking up residence in the heart of this machine, I have explored its secrets, learned, and discovered that I can look into distant worlds, see and hear things you cannot begin to imagine! Along the way, I've learned some things about you, Captain! The loss of your wife—I know Delenn has told you about the coming darkness. And lately I've learned about your role in, shall we say, a "conspiracy of light" aimed at your own government? John Sheridan: I don't know what you're talking about. Draal: Yes, you do! Please, Captain, don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. They would have to dig down three miles into the surface of this planet to learn what I know, and no one who tried would survive the attempt! And now I have seen enough! I said a year ago that this place was to be left alone until the time was right. That time has arrived. Now that I know the full capabilities of this place, I am prepared to place them at your disposal! Sheridan: Are you proposing an alliance? Dr

The Long, Twilight Struggle

No dictator…no invader…can hold an imprisoned population by force of arms forever. There is no greater power in the universe than the need for freedom. Against that power, governments and tyrants and armies cannot stand. The Centauri learned this lesson once. We will teach it to them again. Though it take a thousand years, we will be free.

Comes the Inquisitor

Nothing changes. Corruption, immorality, chaos.

Comes the Inquisitor

Sebastian: You said you didn't have to answer any of my questions. But there's no reason to exclude you from our deliberations. You're linked at the hip, just as bad as she is. But you're not just a dreamer. You're a soldier! How far are you prepared to go? How much are you prepared to risk? How many people are you prepared to sacrifice for victory? Are you willing to die friendless, alone, deserted by everyone? Because that's what may be required of you in the war that is to come! John Sheridan: Go to Hell! Sebastian: This is Hell, Captain, and you are its chief damned soul. What about the people you work with, the people you call friends? Are you willing to sacrifice them? What about your family? [He zaps Sheridan with his cane.] What about your God? [Another zap.] What about truth? [Zap.] What about blood? [Zap.] What about right? [Zap.] What about wrong? [Zap.] What about your future? [Zap.] What about faith? [Zap.] What about sin? [Zap.] What about Hell? [Zap.] What about death? [

Comes the Inquisitor

Delenn: If I fall, another will take my place, and another, and another. Sebastian: But your great cause! Delenn: This is my cause--Life! One life or a billion, it's all the same! Sebastian: Then you make the sacrifice willingly? No fame. No armies or banners or cities to celebrate your name. You will die alone and unremarked and forgotten. Delenn: This body is only a shell. You cannot touch me, you cannot harm me. I'm not afraid.

Comes the Inquisitor

Sebastian: You can go. You've passed, both of you. Delenn: Passed what? Sebastian: How do you know the Chosen Ones? "No greater love hath a man than he lay down his life for his brother." Not for millions…not for glory…not for fame. For one person, in the dark, where no one will ever know or see. I have been in the service of the Vorlons for centuries, looking for you. Diogenes with his lamp, looking for an honest man willing to die for all the wrong reasons. At last, my job is finished. Yours is just beginning. When the darkness comes, know this: You are the right people, in the right place, at the right time.

Comes the Inquisitor

Sheridan: Mr…Sebastian, I did a little digging, based on what you told me. The records confirm you lived on Earth in the year 1888. The records also indicate that you vanished, suddenly, without a trace on November 11th, 1888. That's a very interesting date, Mr. Sebastian. The morning after the last of a string of murders in the East End. Sebastian: The city was drowning in decay. Chaos. Immorality. A message needed to be sent, etched in blood for all the world to see. A warning. In the pursuit of my holy cause, I…did things. Terrible things. Unspeakable things. The world condemned me, but it didn't matter because I believed I was right and the world was wrong. I believed I was the divine messenger. I believed I was… Sheridan: Chosen? Sebastian: [after a pause] I was…found by the Vorlons. They showed me the terrible depth of my mistake, my crimes, my…presumption. I have done four hundred years of penance and service, a job for which they said I was ideally suited. Now, perhaps, they wi

The Fall of Night

Lennier: Sometimes I get so close, and yet it seems I'm shut out of the important things. Vir Cotto: It's a useless feeling! The ambassador is definitely going through some changes. He even looks different! Lennier: Indeed! And now with the military starting to stampede over everyone and everything… Vir: People coming and going and secret meetings! Lennier: You never know what it's all about. Until later, when it's too late. Vir: And they never listen to us. Vir, Lennier: [in unison] Makes me nervous! Vir: Same time tomorrow? Lennier: Sure.

The Fall of Night

It was jet black. A shade of black so deep your eye just kinda slides off it. And it shimmered when you looked at it. A spider big as death and twice as ugly. And when it flies past, it's like you hear a scream in your mind.

The Fall of Night

I'm here to sign a non-aggression treaty with the Centauri. Before I leave here, there will be an Earth-Centauri alliance that will guarantee peace for Earth. We will, at last, know peace in our time.

The Fall of Night

John Sheridan: I suppose this…apology is already written? Mr. Welles: No need. You can phrase the apology any way you see fit. As with everything else, it's the thought that counts.

The Fall of Night

I apologize. I'm…sorry. [sighs] I'm sorry we had to defend ourselves against an unwarranted attack. I'm sorry that your crew was stupid enough to fire on a station filled with a quarter million civilians, including your own people. And I'm sorry I waited as long as I did before I blew them all straight to hell! [pauses] As with everything else, it's the thought that counts.

The Fall of Night

Susan Ivanova: It was the end of the Earth year 2259, and the war was upon us. As anticipated, a few days after the Earth-Centauri treaty was announced, the Centauri widened their war to include many of the Non-Aligned Worlds. And there was another war brewing closer to home. A personal one whose cost would be higher than any of us could imagine. We came to this place because Babylon 5 was our last, best hope for peace. By the end of 2259, we knew that it had failed. But in so doing, it became something greater. As the war expanded, it became our last, best hope for victory. Because sometimes peace is another word for surrender…and because secrets have a way of getting out. Newscaster: When our ship encountered a distress beacon attached to an EarthForce recording device, these images, released exclusively to ISN, were found on that recording. Strategic analysts in Earth Dome have indicated they don't know who this new race might be, but promise to find out.

Season 3: Point of No Return

The Babylon Project was our last, best hope for peace. It failed. But in the year of the Shadow War, it became something greater: our last, best hope…for victory. The year is 2260. The place, Babylon 5.

Matters of Honor

John Sheridan: You've been back and forth to your homeworld so many times since you got here, how do I know you're the same Vorlon? Inside that Encounter Suit you could be anyone. Kosh: I have always been here. Sheridan: Oh yeah? You said that about me too. Kosh: Yes. Sheridan: [slightly unnerved] I really hate it when you do that. Kosh: Good.

Matters of Honor

Susan Ivanova: Leave it to you to try and take all the fun out of life. I mean, come on, where's your sense of mystery, of adventure? Sheridan: Are you trying to cheer me up? Ivanova: No, sir! Wouldn't dream of it. Sheridan: Good! I hate being cheered up. It's…depressing. Ivanova: So, in that case…we're all going to die horrible, painful, lingering deaths. Sheridan: Thank you. I feel so much better now.

Matters of Honor

Captain, the day something happens around here and I don't know about it, worry.

Matters of Honor

Sheridan: My God! It's beautiful! Marcus Cole: Her name is the White Star. And she's yours, Captain.

Matters of Honor

David Endawi, EarthForce Intelligence: This is quite irregular, Mr. Garibaldi! I was assured that Captain Sheridan or Commander Ivanova would be available! Michael Garibaldi: They got called away on urgent business. Endawi: What kind of business? Garibaldi: I'm not authorized for that kind of information. Endawi: But…you're the head of Security. Garibaldi: And what kind of head of Security would I be if I let people like me know things that I'm not supposed to know? [I mean,] I know what I know because I have to know it, and if I don't have to know it, I don't tell me, and I don't let anyone else tell me, either. Now look, we've tried most of the other ambassadors. Why don't you speak to G'Kar? Maybe he knows something about this ship. Endawi: Under the terms of our recent treaty, I am not authorized to have any official conversation with the Narn without Centauri approval. Garibaldi: So you'll ask unofficially. And I can give you reasonable assurances that the head of Security will no

Matters of Honor

Sheridan: Tell me, Commander…have you ever wondered what would happen if you opened a jump point while inside a jump gate? Ivanova: No! And neither should you! EarthForce experimented with the idea during the Minbari War. They called it the Bonehead Maneuver. [to Lennier] No offense. Lennier: [more curious than offended] None taken.

Matters of Honor

Morden: Your government can dismiss this as an isolated incident. Psi Cop: I don't know. There's something about this idea of a threat to planetary security I find very appealing. As long as we keep the real truth to ourselves, there's no reason we can't use this situation to speed up the program here at home.

Convictions

Zack, do me a favor and explain the missionary, uh… position to these folks.

Convictions

Drunk: I said "Sheila," "Sheila," I says, "you change that vid channel one more time and I'm outta here, you got it?" Well, she did, I did, and here I am! You shoulda seen the look on her face, let me tell you! But it's great! I get to meet all kinds of people! I mean, look! Me sitting next to you, a Minbari! You know, us in that war and all. But I don't hold a grudge, no sir! You know what? I say live and let live! You know, look, I got hair, you got a bone! So where you goin'? Lennier: Home. I have been diagnosed with Netter's Syndrome. Since I have only seven days to live, I thought I would return home to put my affairs in order before the end. Drunk: Netter's Syndrome? I've had a few syndromes, but I've never heard of that one. Lennier: Neither had I. Apparently it's spread by physical contact. Drunk: Uh, I gotta make a call. [He gets up and walks away, while the sleeping human rolls off of Lennier's shoulder.] Lennier: [to himself] I will do penance later.

Convictions

Londo Mollari: There, you see? I'm going to live! G'Kar: So it would seem. Well, it is an imperfect universe. Londo: Bastard. G'Kar: Monster. Londo: Fanatic! G'Kar: Murderer! Londo: You are insane! G'Kar: And that is why we'll win. Londo: "Go be the ambassador to Babylon 5," they say. "It will be an easy assignment!" I hate my life. G'Kar: So do I. Londo: Shut! Up!

A Day in the Strife

Check these figures again, make sure they came through the translator okay. I don't want to get killed because of a typo. It'd be embarrassing.

A Day in the Strife

Ivanova: If I live through this job without completely losing my mind, it will be a miracle of biblical proportions! David Corwin: Well, there goes my faith in the Almighty.

A Day in the Strife

John Sheridan: I don't know what my superiors would say if I started showing up everywhere with a Narn bodyguard. Ta'Lon: They will say, "Here is a man who will live to be a hundred and fifty!"

A Day in the Strife

G'Kar: If I stay here, your families are in jeopardy. Is anything more important than their safety? Narn: Yes. Their freedom. It's better to die in the cause of freedom than to live in comfort as a slave.

A Day in the Strife

I carry my sword in my hand. You carry yours in your heart and in your mind. As I see it, that gives you a two-to-one advantage in arms. Be fair, Citizen G'Kar.

Passing Through Gethsemane

Susan Ivanova: You realize this is an extremely dangerous situation. Brother Edward: He's been through much worse. Ivanova: I think he's doomed. Brother Edward: Not a chance. Ivanova: Care to put money on that? Brother Edward: Gambling is one of the lesser sins. I've always thought if you're going to sin, you may as well go for one of the really big ones.

Passing Through Gethsemane

Nobody's ever been to the Vorlon Homeworld and back again. Yet she goes, comes back like she just took a trip to the corner store. And now she's working for Kosh. Is anybody else as creeped out about this as I am?

Passing Through Gethsemane

Londo Mollari: Lyta Alexander! As I live and breathe… Lyta: I suggest you remove your hand, Ambassador, or you won't be doing either for much longer. Londo: Lyta, I understand the Psi Corps is looking for you. I would hate very much for them to find you. Lyta: So would I. Because I'm not with the Corps anymore. That means I'm not bound by their rules! [She gets right in his face.] So if someone were to turn me in, I'd find him. And before they took me, I'd plant a nightmare deep in his mind where no one else could find or remove it. And that person would spend every night for the rest of his life…screaming! Londo: Fine! And keep your threats to yourself! [to himself] Nightmares. Hmph! The way my life has been going lately, who'd notice?

Passing Through Gethsemane

Brother Edward: Is there enough forgiveness for what I've done? Brother Theo: Always, Edward, always. Take my hand. [Edward fumbles, and Theo takes his hand.] Through the mysteries of our redemption, may Almighty God release you from all punishments in this life and in the life to come. [Sheridan joins them, a look of dismay on his face as he realizes what's going on.] May He open to you the gates of Paradise and welcome you to everlasting joy. Father, look with compassion on Your servant Edward, who has trusted in Your promises. Welcome him to Your Kingdom in peace. By the authority which the Apostolic See has given me, I grant you a full pardon and remission of all your sins. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Voices of Authority

Zack Allan: I look like I'm wearing a circus tent! Any minute now, a little teeny car with 16 clowns in it is gonna come flying out my butt! Michael Garibaldi: Garibaldi's Fashion Express. Go.

Voices of Authority

[addressing the command staff] Good afternoon, everyone! Captain, Delenn tells me that you're going to try contacting the First Ones. It is a magnificent idea—a daring and splendid idea! In doing so, you will see things no human has ever seen before! It will be…fun! Assuming you're not vaporized, dissected, or otherwise killed in an assortment of supremely horrible and painful ways! Exciting, isn't it?

Voices of Authority

John Sheridan: It's our version of the homeless. In many ways, we have the same problem Earth does. Julie Musante: Mmm. Earth doesn't have homeless. Sheridan: Excuse me? Musante: We don't have the problem. Yes, there are some "displaced" people, here and there, but, uh… they've chosen to be in that position. They're either lazy, or they're criminal, or they're mentally unstable. Sheridan: They can't get a job! Musante: EarthGov has promised a job to anyone that wants one. So, if someone doesn't have a job, they must not want one. Sheridan: And, uh w-when exactly did all this happen? Musante: When we rewrote the dictionary. Sheridan: You can't deal with the problems by pretending they don't exist.

Voices of Authority

Vice-President Clark: I have wanted Santiago dead for so long…I wasn't sure we could really pull it off. You're sure it's done? Morden: EarthForce 1 will never return from Io. The power is now yours, Clark. Mister…President.

Voices of Authority

Good luck, Captain. I think you're about to go where…everyone has gone before.

Dust to Dust

Michael Garibaldi: And after that, there are only two options. He turns us in, we're court-martialled, then shot for treason. Or we kill him, before he has a chance to tell anybody. Stephen Franklin: I will not support murder. We can not kill him. Ivanova: Can we wound him? Just a little?

Dust to Dust

Bester: On the other hand, we learned some interesting things about Miss Winters, in the course of her debriefing and dissec—that is, examination. Bester: I'm here to save your butts! Next time, show a little gratitude. Franklin: On the other hand, maybe wounding him isn't such a bad idea after all.

Dust to Dust

My blood is the same color as yours, and what I do, I do to protect Earth, same as you. You don't like how I do it, that's your prerogative. But there are things going on out there that you know nothing about. Threats to the human race that no one ever hears about — because we stop them. There's dangers all around us! And whether you like us or not, we may be all that stands between you and the abyss.

Dust to Dust

Bester: If I had my talent working, I could've warned you when he was coming. Garibaldi: And if I had a baseball bat, we could hang you from the ceiling and play piñata. I still think I should've gone straight to G'Kar. Bester: We have no evidence that he made the sale yet. Why annoy the Narn without cause if we are wrong? Shut off the problem at the source and the rest attends to itself. A piñata, huh? So you think of me as something bright and cheerful, full of toys and candy for young children. Thank you. That makes me feel…much better about our relationship.

Dust to Dust

Vir Cotto: They are deeply spiritual people! Londo Mollari: Yes, now that you can leave in. It always scares people.

Exogenesis

Marcus: Well thank you, Mr. Garibaldi, one of the leading minds of the 14th century. "Have we no workhouses? Have we no prisons?" Mr. Marley here'd like to have a word with you! He's the fellow in the chains! Ignore the moans, it's just gas! Michael Garibaldi: Don't you ever shut up? Marcus: Not until I get what I want. Why? Do you think silent meditation would work better? Garibaldi: Ivanova was right. You are a pain in the ass.

Messages from Earth

Michael Garibaldi: You know, I've been stuck in this tin can for three years. I haven't taken a vacation—okay, okay, it's my fault, I had the leave coming, I just didn't take it. And the pay sucks, I knew that when I signed on! And nobody said I'd survive the job! Now, I give you all that. But where in my contract does it say that I have to eat the same food for breakfast every day for three years? John Sheridan: [matter-of-fact] Paragraph 47, Subsection 19, Clause 9A. You can find it in the index under S.U.A.E.I. Garibaldi: S.U…A.E.I.? Sheridan, Susan Ivanova: [in unison] Shut Up And Eat It.

Messages from Earth

And to confirm earlier reports, President Clark has signed a decree today declaring martial law throughout Earth Central, citing threats to planetary security. He is expected to provide information to support this action at a closed meeting of the full Earth Senate tomorrow. We repeat, Earth is now under martial law.

Point of No Return

Vir Cotto: I thought the purpose of filing these reports was to provide accurate intelligence! Mollari: Vir, intelligence has nothing to do with politics!

Point of No Return

Lady Morella: What we are about to say is for your ears only, Ambassador Mollari. We will not repeat it to others in the Royal Court, and suggest you do the same. If it comes out, we will deny this conversation ever took place. Londo: Of course. Morella: You have a chance few others will ever have, Mollari. You still have three opportunities to avoid the fire that waits for you at the end of your journey. You have already wasted two others. You must save the eye that does not see. You must not kill the one who is already dead. And at the last, you must surrender yourself to your greatest fear, knowing that it will destroy you. Now if you have failed all the others, that is your final chance for redemption. Londo: I…don't understand! Morella: The future reveals itself only reluctantly, Ambassador. Take the sign for what it is. Look for it when it appears! Londo: I will. Thank you! Morella: One more thing. You will be Emperor. That part of your destiny cannot be avoided. Londo: I see. Mo

Severed Dreams

That's what makes this war different from anything we have ever gone through before. This time, we know everyone we kill.

Severed Dreams

Three years. For three years, I warned you this day was coming. But you would not listen. "Pride," you said! "Presumption!" And now the Shadows are on the move. The Centauri and the younger worlds are at war, the Narns have fallen…even the humans are fighting one another. The pride was yours! The presumption was yours! For a thousand years, we have been awaiting the fulfillment of prophecy. And when it finally happens, you scorn it—you reject it—because you no longer believe it yourselves! "We stand between the candle and the star, between the darkness and the light." You say the words, but your hearts are empty—your ears closed to the truth! You stand for nothing but your own petty interests! "The problems of others are not our concern." I do not blame you for standing silent in your shame. You, who knew what was coming, but refused to take up the burden of this war! If the Warrior Caste will not fight, then the rest of us will! If the Council has lost its way, if it will not lead…if

Severed Dreams

May I have your attention, please? In the last few hours, we have learned that warships are coming this way from Earth. Their orders are to seize command of Babylon 5 by force. As commanding officer and military governor of Babylon 5, I cannot allow this to happen. President Clark has violated the Earth Alliance Constitution by dissolving the Senate, declaring martial law, and personally ordering the bombing of civilian targets on the Mars Colony. He is personally responsible for the deaths of hundreds of innocent people. Following these attacks, Orion 7 and Proxima 3 have broken away from the Earth Alliance and declared independence. Babylon 5 now joins with them! As of this moment, Babylon 5 is seceding from the Earth Alliance! We will remain an independent state until President Clark is removed from office! At the end of this current crisis, anyone who wishes to leave for Earth is free to do so. Meanwhile, for your own safety, I urge everyone to stay in your quarters until this is o

Severed Dreams

Sheridan: Damage report. David Corwin: Damage to all sectors. They're still fighting in Brown Sector. Sheridan: Get some more troops down there. Hull integrity? Corwin: Not good. EVA teams en route. It's a good thing this stopped when it did. We couldn't take much more. [Jumpgate alarm goes off.] Oh, no! Captain Drake, EarthForce: This is Captain Drake to Babylon 5. You are ordered to surrender and prepare to be boarded, by order of President Clark. Corwin: Captain…jump points forming right on top of us! Sheridan: [deflated] How many? Corwin: Four! Delenn: This is Ambassador Delenn of the Minbari. Babylon 5 is under our protection. Withdraw…or be destroyed! Drake: Negative. We have authority here. Do not force us to engage your ship. Delenn: Why not? Only one human captain has ever survived battle with a Minbari fleet. He is behind me. You are in front of me. If you value your lives, be somewhere else.

Ceremonies of Light and Dark

Prophecy is a poor guide to the future. You only understand it when the event's already upon you.

Ceremonies of Light and Dark

John Sheridan: In breaking away from Earth, we have begun a difficult and uncertain journey, and none of us can see its end. But our cause remains a just one. That truth honors and sanctifies our fallen comrades who have made the ultimate sacrifice so that we might carry on the work that is ahead of us. We are gathered here today to honor their memory and their names. Susan Ivanova: Hamilton. Rodriguez. Spinelli. Singh. Osterman. Massey. Cooper. Kim. Indari. Nagashima. Lietz. Mankowski. [as she reads the names, a line of torpedoes files out of the docking ring, watched over by a squadron of Starfuries] Sheridan: From the stars we came. To the stars we return, from now until the end of time. We therefore commit these bodies to the deep.

Ceremonies of Light and Dark

Lord Antono Refa: You walked away from the greatest power I have ever seen! And now you expect me to do the same? They are the key to my eventual rise to the throne! Why would I abandon them? Londo Mollari: Because I have asked you. Because your loyalty to our people should be greater than your ambition. And because I have poisoned your drink. Londo: Yes…and it is very interesting poison. It comes in two parts. Both are harmless on their own. But when combined…quite lethal. The first settles into the bloodstream, and the intestinal walls. It stays there for years. Silent…dormant…waiting. When the other half of the poison enters your system the two meet, have a little party in your cardiovascular system…and suddenly? You. Are. Quite. Dead. Your drink contained the first half of the poison. Refa: Why? Why did you do this? Londo: To guarantee your cooperation! And because sooner or later, you would do it to me! Yes, we are returning to the old ways, Refa, and poison was always the instrum

Ceremonies of Light and Dark

You see? It's like I've always said: "You can get more with a kind word and a two-by-four than you can with just a kind word."

Ceremonies of Light and Dark

Sheridan: When you were hurt, when you were in my arms, I was ready to kill that guy with my bare hands. I realized I have never told you how much I cared about you, how much you mean to me. I think it's time you knew that. I can no longer imagine my world without you in it. I don't know exactly when or how it happened. But I'm glad it did. Garibaldi: No one knows, but…I'm afraid all the time…what I might do if I let go. Ivanova: I think I…loved…Talia. Dr. Stephen Franklin: I…think I have a problem.

Sic Transit Vir

John Sheridan: You know, every time that I have seen you lately, we've been in the middle of a crisis! A revolution! I mean, this is the first time in months that it's been this quiet! It won't last. It never does. But as long as it's here…I'd like to see you tonight. Delenn: Are you not seeing me now? I would assume that you see me every time we meet. Unless I have become translucent, or insubstantial, and no one has thought to inform me until now. Sheridan: Then let me say I'd like to see you in a different light. Candlelight, for instance. Over dinner? Delenn: Tonight? Sheridan: Tomorrow we may be involved in another crisis, another battle! This may be the last chance we'll get for a while. You know, back home we have a saying. "Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die!" Delenn: Humans can be a very depressing people. Sheridan: Only if we get turned down for dinner. Delenn: Well, we cannot have that, now can we?

Sic Transit Vir

Londo Mollari: I swear, they are evolving right before my eyes. Londo: If you see something this big with eight legs coming your way, let me know. I have to kill it before it develops language skills.

A Late Delivery from Avalon

By G'Quan, I can't recall the last time I was in a fight like that! No moral ambiguity, no hopeless battle against ancient and overwhelming forces! They were the bad guys, as you say, and we were the good guys. And they made a very satisfying thump when they hit the floor.

A Late Delivery from Avalon

Marcus: Where my people come from, his story has great power. I'll miss him. Franklin: Even if he wasn't Arthur? Marcus: [as Kosh appears] Now, now! Next thing you'll be saying is he's not Merlin! [Franklin laughs.] Merlin was a great teacher, you know! Franklin: I'm not hearing this. Marcus: They say he aged backwards. That was how he was able to foretell the future–by remembering it! Which means he came from the future! Maybe he had Arthur form the Round Table by remembering us! We're forming one of our own, after all. Which makes you Percival. I'm Galahad, him being sinless and all. Sheridan is Arthur. Ivanova, perhaps Gawain. I think we both know who Mordred is. So the question is…who is Morgana le Fay?

Ship of Tears

Bester: I was expecting the Captain. Susan Ivanova: He sent me. Bester: Did he? He has a better sense of humor than I thought. Please, sit. Ivanova: I'd rather stand. Bester: I suspect you'd rather walk out that door and wall me up inside! Do a little re-creation of "The Cask of Amontillado". "For the love of God, Montresor!" Ivanova: If you get near a point, make it!

Ship of Tears

Sheridan: So, how did you find out about all this? Bester: I'm a telepath. Work it out.

Interludes and Examinations

Morden: Anything I can do to help? Vir Cotto: Um…Short of dying? No, can't think of a thing.

Interludes and Examinations

John Sheridan: For three years now you've been pulling everyone's strings, getting us to do all the work, and you haven't done a damn thing but stand there and look cryptic! Well, it's about time you start pulling your own weight around here. […] I hear you've got a saying: "Understanding is a three-edged sword"? Well, we've got a saying, too: "Put your money where your mouth is"! Kosh: Impudent. Sheridan: Yeah? Well, maybe that's the only way to get through to you. You said you wanted to teach me to fight legends. Well, you're a legend too, and I am not going away until you agree! Kosh: Incorrect. [slams Sheridan into the wall with an energy blast] Leave. Now. Sheridan: No. Kosh: Disobedient! Sheridan: Up yours! Sheridan: So, the real Kosh shows his colors at last, huh? You angry now? Angry enough to kill me? Because that's the only way I'm leaving. Unless your people get off their encounter-suited butts and do something, I've got nothing to lose! Hell, my own government wants to kill

Interludes and Examinations

Londo Mollari: Everyone dies around me, Mr. Morden. Except the ones that most deserve it. That is about to change. You said that you would go away for as long as I wanted. I no longer want that. All I want now…is revenge. They took from me the one thing that I have…have ever truly loved. And you will help me, Mr. Morden, to strike them down. Give me this, and the safety of my people…and let the rest of the galaxy burn. I don't care any more. Morden: Of course, Ambassador. As ever, I'm always in your service.

War Without End, Part 1

Rathenn: I have the strangest feeling I will never see him again. Vorlon: He is the closed circle. He is returning to the beginning. Rathenn: The beginning of what?

War Without End, Part 1

Sinclair: I need Lennier to stay on the ship. Can you get the equipment up here by yourself? Zathras: Yes, yes! Zathras is used to being beast of burden to other people's needs. Very sad life! Probably have very sad death, but at least there is symmetry!

War Without End, Part 2

[his last words, in a glimpse of the future] We have unfinished business between us, G'Kar. Let us make an end of it quickly, before it stops me. I am as tired of my life as you are.

War Without End, Part 2

Zathras: All Minbari belief is around three. Three castes–Worker, Warrior, Religious. Three languages–Light, Dark and Grey. The nine of the Grey Council, three times three. All is three. As you are three. As you are one. As you are the One. You [points to Sinclair] are the One who was. You [points at Delenn] are the One who is. And you–[points at Sheridan]–you are the One who will be. You are the beginning [Sinclair] of the story, and the middle [Delenn] of the story, and the end [Sheridan] of the story…that creates the next great story. Ivanova: C'mon c'mon, grab what you need. We're running out of time. Zathras: Cannot run out of time. There is infinite time. You are finite. Zathras is finite. [picking up tool] THIS is wrong tool.

Walkabout

Na'Kal: I thank you for this, G'Kar. We've been on the run for so long, I haven't tasted fresh food in months. G'Kar: Well, it's not the hero's welcome you deserve, but it will do for now. Na'Kal: Breen! [takes a bite] You've managed to import breen from Homeworld! How? G'Kar: It, uh…isn't actually breen. Na'Kal: The smell, the taste—! G'Kar: It's an Earth food. They are called Swedish meatballs. It's a strange thing, but every sentient race has its own version of these Swedish meatballs! I suspect it's one of those great universal mysteries which will either never be explained, or which would drive you mad if you ever learned the truth.

Walkabout

John Sheridan: Your government neglected to tell me your name. How should I refer to you when we're alone? Kosh II: Kosh. Sheridan: Ah, yes, I understand that's how we're to refer to you publicly, but privately? Kosh II: Kosh. Susan Ivanova: Ambassador Kosh is…dead. Kosh II: We are all Kosh. [he leaves] Sheridan: Well, he's a Vorlon, all right. Ivanova: Yep.

Walkabout

Stephen Franklin: You know, as a Foundationist, I was always taught that if you're not careful, you can lose yourself in the world. You get too busy with things, not busy enough with yourself! Spend your days and nights living someone else's agendas, fighting someone else's battles, and you're doing the work you're supposed to be doing, but every day there's less and less of you in it all! Till one day, you come to a fork in the road, and because you're distracted, you're not thinking. You lose yourself. You go right, and the rest of you, the really important part of you, goes left! And you don't even know you've done it till you realize, you finally realize, that you don't have any idea who you are when you're not doing all those things! Michael Garibaldi: Stephen…you don't really believe there are two of you, do you? Franklin: [chuckles] No, it's a metaphor! All right, there isn't literally another me walking around the station. But the principle is real! I realized I didn't have any

Walkabout

Garibaldi: It's easy to fight when you've got a lot of ships to work with. The real crunch comes when you're down to almost nothing! Then you either play it safe and you probably lose it all, or you take a chance! After what we've been through with your people, Sheridan was crazy to send our pilots out to fight for your ship! They didn't want to go, they didn't want to get blown out of the sky and leave B5 defenseless, and they sure as hell didn't want to die! But they did it because Sheridan told them to do it and because it was right! G'Kar: This time it is possible he could be wrong. Garibaldi: Yeah, it's possible. But you don't follow an order because you know for sure it's gonna work out! You do what you're told! Because your CO has the moral authority that says, "You may not come back! But the cause is just and fair and necessary!" That's why Sheridan is out there, and damn it, that's where that cruiser should be, too! It's not Na'Kal's decision, G'Kar. He doesn't see the big pic

Grey 17 Is Missing

Delenn: It should come as no surprise. We knew the warrior caste was unhappy with our activities. Lennier: Unhappy?! Delenn, he's planning to kill you! Delenn: That is…one interpretation. Lennier: He said he would use any and all means necessary. I respectfully suggest that he intends to go far beyond harsh language.

Grey 17 Is Missing

I am a Ranger! We walk in the dark places no others will enter! We stand on the bridge and no one may pass! We live for the One, we die for the One!

Grey 17 Is Missing

Delenn, all we know is that we will die. It is only a matter of how, when, and whether or not it is with honor.

Grey 17 Is Missing

Neroon: Denn-Shar, you said. To the death…and death there was. The death was mine. To see a Human invoke the name of Valen. To be willing to die for one of my kind when I was intent upon killing one of my own. The rightness of my cause disappeared. Strange, that a human in his last moments would be more of a Minbari than I. Perhaps it is true what Delenn said: That we are not of the same blood, but we are of the same heart. Marcus: [in a hoarse whisper] The next time…[Neroon returns to Marcus' bedside]…the next time you want a revelation…could you possibly find a way…that isn't quite so…uncomfortable?

And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place

Reverend William Dexter: Are you starting in already, Theo? I tell you, in fifty years of living and forty years of serving the Lord, I have never met a sorrier soul than Brother Theo here! Susan Ivanova: Well, I wouldn't say… Brother Theo: Thank you! But I'd prefer to leave judgments as to the state of my soul to someone better qualified, and perhaps a bit less loud! Rev. Dexter: But it says in the Bible to make a joyful noise unto the Lord! Brother Theo: [grinning] I've heard you sing, Will. And take my word for it, that is not what the Good Lord had in mind when He said, "a joyful noise"!

And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place

I'd rather do something and make a mistake than be frightened into doing nothing. That's the problem back home. Folks have been conned into thinking they can't change the world. Have to accept what is. I'll tell you something, my friends, the world is changing every day. The only question is, who's doing it?

And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place

You know, before I got married, Emily used to come by sometimes and help me clean out my apartment. Well, I asked her, "How come you're so eager to help clean up my place when your place is just as bad?" She said, "Because cleaning up your place helps me to forget what a mess I've made of mine, and…when I sweep my floor, all I've done is sweep my floor. But, when I help you clean up your place, I am helping you."

And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place

Every day, here and at home, we are warned about the enemy. But who is the enemy? Is it the alien? Well, we are all alien to one another. Is it the one who believes differently than we do? No, oh no, my friends. The enemy is fear. The enemy is ignorance. The enemy is the one who tells you that you must hate that which is different. Because, in the end, that hate will turn on you. And that same hate will destroy you.

And the Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place

Delenn: White Star was never intended to be one of a kind. It was only the first. We've been working around the clock to construct them. I said we needed time to prepare. This is why. The first wave of ships is finished at last. The Rangers will pilot them under our shared command. We are as ready for them as we will ever be. We finally have, as you say, a fighting chance. Sheridan: I don't know what to say. Delenn: Then say nothing.

Shadow Dancing

Sometimes people walk away because they want to be alone, and sometimes they walk away because they want to see if you care enough to follow them into hell. I think I went the wrong way.

Shadow Dancing

Marcus: Nu'zen fel'ani in-a lis'e medran. [translation: You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.] Ivanova: And what does that mean? Marcus: It's…just a greeting. It means…"My words are inadequate to the burden of my heart." Ivanova: Well, that's an unusual greeting. Marcus: Well…they're an unusual people.

Shadow Dancing

Stephen Franklin: I realized that I always defined myself in terms of what I wasn't. I wasn't a good soldier like my father. I wasn't the job. I wasn't a good prospect for marriage or kids. Always what I wasn't, never what I was. And when you do that, you miss the moments. And the moments are all we've got. When I thought I was going to die, even after everything that's happened, I realized I didn't want to let go. I was willing to do it all over again, and this time I could appreciate the moments. I can't go back, but I can appreciate what I have right now, and I can define myself by what I am, instead of what I'm not. John Sheridan: And what are you? Franklin: Alive. Everything else is negotiable.

Shadow Dancing

Hello. You must be Delenn. I'm Anna Sheridan. John's wife.

Z'ha'dum

Humans have a phrase: "What is past, is prologue." […] Minbari also have a phrase: "What is past, is also sometimes the future."

Z'ha'dum

I trusted you, Delenn. I cared for you. I let myself start to love you. Do you know what that means? Do you know how hard that was for me? All along a little part of me was still in love with Anna, even though she was gone. I had to fight that part off every time I…I thought about you, about holding you, about building a life with the two of us.

Z'ha'dum

It was the end of the Earth year 2260, and the war had paused, suddenly and unexpectedly. All around us, it was as if the universe were holding its breath…waiting. All of life can be broken down into moments of transition, or moments…of revelation. This had the feeling of both. […] G'Quan wrote, "There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way. The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope, the death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender." The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future, or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born…in pain.

Season 4: No Surrender, No Retreat

Lennier: It was the year of fire… Zack Allan: …the year of destruction… G'Kar: …the year we took back what was ours. Lyta Alexander: It was the year of rebirth… Vir Cotto: …the year of great sadness… Marcus Cole: …the year of pain… Delenn: …and a year of joy. Londo Mollari: It was…a new age. Stephen Franklin: It was the end of history. Susan Ivanova: It was the year everything changed. Michael Garibaldi: The year is 2261. John Sheridan: The place, Babylon 5.

The Hour of the Wolf

It is now seven days since we lost Captain Sheridan and Mr. Garibaldi. In a way I think we have also lost Ivanova. It is as though her heart has been pierced and her spirit has poured out through the wound. She blames herself. It is foolish; it is destructive; it is…human. Ambassador Mollari has returned to Centauri Prime to take up his role as advisor of planetary security. I suppose he is quite happy with his new position. It's what he always wanted: power, title, responsibility. I think he is more alone than anyone else in the universe. Delenn has refused to eat for seven days, fasting, praying, and waiting. Delenn believes; I think she is the only one who does. The Shadows have paused in their pursuit of war and everywhere there is a sense of imminent change. Whether it is a change for good or ill, no one could tell, because no one has answered two very important questions:

The Hour of the Wolf

Zack Allan: G'Kar? What are you doing here? G'Kar: I saw him wearing this from time to time, and I thought it would help me. In all the concern about Sheridan, it seems Mr. Garibaldi has been forgotten. Zack: No. Not forgotten. But I think he'd want Sheridan found first. G'Kar: Then you think he's alive? Zack: I don't know. When you come right down to it, it doesn't matter what I think either way. G'Kar: Our thoughts form the universe. They always matter. [He turns to a picture of Daffy Duck over Garibaldi's bed.] I was studying this image. Is it one of his household gods? Zack: [chuckles] That's Daf—Yeah, well, in a way I suppose it is. It's sort of the Egyptian god of frustration. G'Kar: Most appropriate! Thank you. I came here to remind myself of his soul, his center. His chad'rasha, we call it. It will help me. Zack: Help you what? G'Kar: It takes a rare kind of wisdom to accept change and redemption in another. Many would refuse, seeing only what was, not what is. Mr. Garibaldi ga

The Hour of the Wolf

Suasn Ivanova: Have you ever heard of the hour of the wolf? Lyta Alexander: No. Ivanova: My father told me about it. It's the time between three and four in the morning. You can't sleep, and all you can see is the troubles and the problems and the ways that your life should've gone but didn't. All you can hear is the sound of your own heart. I've been living in the hour of the wolf for seven days, Lyta. Seven days. The wolf and I are now on a first-name basis. [She sits down and sees that Lyta is still standing.] Ah, please. [She points at a chair, and Lyta gets her drift and sits.] In times like this, my father used to take one large glass of vodka before bed. To keep the wolf away, he said. And then he would take three very small drinks of vodka, just in case she had cubs while she was waiting outside. [takes a drink] It doesn't work.

The Hour of the Wolf

Ivanova: Lennier, get us the hell out of here! Lennier: Initiating "getting the hell out of here" maneuver.

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

Compassion is a rare commodity these days.

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

G'Kar: I was doing fine until you showed up with that… [gesticulates mockingly] thing in hand. Marcus Cole: It's a Minbari fighting pike, several hundred years old. [points and smiles] You're just jealous because you don't have one. Bad case of pikal envy, if you ask me. G'Kar: [admiring Marcus's (closed) Minbari fighting pike] May I? Marcus Cole: To open it, you press… G'Kar: I like it!

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

Personal log, May 14, 2260. We actually had a quiet day today. It's hard to believe with so much going on lately, and now that we've broken away from Earth, everything has hit the fan. It's not what I wanted. Frankly, it scared the hell out of me. But it had to be done. The job now is to turn this around and make it into something positive. My dad always told me that's the only way you deal with pain. You don't surrender, you don't fight it, you turn it into something positive. He used to say, "If you're falling off a cliff, you may as well try to fly. You've got nothing to lose." In a way, I feel the same way about Delenn. I mean, during the war I fought Minbari, I killed Minbari. I saw many of my friends die at Minbari hands. And here I am, in love with one of them. For a long time, I thought about not saying anything, but the moment my heart crossed that line, there wasn't much I could do but see it through. Yeah, I've fallen off one hell of a cliff. When I look in her eyes, I let m

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

The chances of success are small, but if we stay here and do nothing, they are even smaller. So we go. As a dear friend said to me, "If you're falling off a mountain, you may as well try to fly." Here, at the end, I offer you one final chance to fly.

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

G'Kar: You didn't ask the price…for my cooperation. Londo Mollari: [incredulous] You are not exactly in a position to bargain, G'Kar. G'Kar: Neither are you. You want my help…for the sake of your people. I will give it…for the sake of my own. If I remove the monster from your throne, you will remove the monster…from my world. Leave Narn! Set my world free! Promise me this, and I will do as you ask. Mollari: You have my word.

Whatever Happened to Mr. Garibaldi?

It's easy to find something worth dying for. Do you have anything worth living for?

The Summoning

Susan Ivanova: [in Minbari] Flak'sha. [Engines at full.] Shin'drabi. [High power.] Hat'rashu… [Hatrack ratcatcher…] an dolo… [to port weapons…] ishi'den! [brickbat lingerie!] Marcus Cole: It's… Delenn: [quickly] Um, very good! [Minbari only lie to help another save face.] Marcus: Bit of an accent. But yes, very good. Delenn: But it is not enough to speak Minbari; you must also think in our language. Marcus: It can take a few seconds to translate an order. And we all know a lot can happen in a few seconds: Crash, boom, burn. Delenn: Exactly. So Marcus will accompany you. Ivanova: [protesting] That's not… Delenn: [to Marcus] Do you mind? Marcus: Not at all. Love to. Ivanova: All right. Meet me early in the morning, or I'm leaving without you. [She stalks off.] Marcus: [calling after her] I'll be there! Delenn: [very serious] Tell the crew that if anyone laughs, they will answer to me personally.

The Summoning

Marcus: At least a dozen ships have reported seeing something rather godlike in the area, and since neither you nor I were there, it must be one of the First Ones. Ivanova: [smiling] You're having delusions of grandeur again. Marcus: Well, if you're gonna have delusions, may as well go for the really satisfying ones.

The Summoning

Vir Cotto: I've never been involved in a conspiracy to kill anyone before, not to mention the Emperor! I thought we were past this centuries ago! I mean, there's got to be another way, Londo! I mean, can't we reason with him or something… Vir: Londo? Remember what I said before about "there must be another way"? I was wrong. Kill him!

The Summoning

Lyta Alexander: You didn't have to pull out so suddenly. You hurt me. Lyta Alexander: While I was carrying you, you felt cold, hard. What are you hiding from me? Ulkesh: [ignoring her once more] Your work for now is done here. Go. Sleep. Lyta Alexander: I have a right to know. I've done everything you asked. I let your people modify me, enhance my telepathic abilities so I'd be more suited to carry a Vorlon around in my head, because I believed. Kosh—the real Kosh—wasn't like this. I think on some level he cared about us…about me. With you it's as if I'm being used and then thrown away when I'm not needed anymore. [explodes with anger] Dammit! I have earned some respect! [straightens] And I have earned some answers. Ulkesh: Respect? From whom? Ulkesh: [angrily] Would you know my thoughts? Would you?

The Summoning

Marcus: Anyone special waiting for you back home? Ivanova: No, not anymore. You? Marcus: [bashful] Someone. She doesn't know it yet. Ivanova: That's a strange way to pursue a relationship. Marcus: I suppose so. Ah…I want this thing to go right. I want it to be special. Ivanova: Oh. A romantic! I don't think I've felt that way since the first time! Marcus: That's what I'm talking about. Ivanova: You mean you don't…you haven't… Marcus: Yes. Ivanova: You're a… Marcus: Exactly. Ivanova: With anyone? Marcus: Never met the right person before. Ivanova: Wow. I thought the First Ones were rare! Well, I hope she appreciates it. Marcus: So do I. It's… [An alarm goes off.] I'm picking something up! Ivanova: A unicorn? [he gives her a confused look] Sorry.

The Summoning

Drazi: Captain…we're sorry…We thought you were dead. John Sheridan: [deadpan] I was. I'm better now.

Falling Toward Apotheosis

Lorien: You heard? John Sheridan: I heard. Lorien: They need to believe. Sheridan: Not in me. Lorien: You can't save them all. Sheridan: I'll try. Lorien: You'll fail. Sheridan: We'll see.

Falling Toward Apotheosis

Michael Garibaldi: That is a hell of a lot of ships. Susan Ivanova: And more on the way. The captain wants the biggest fleet in history if we're gonna end this war. The way things are shaping up out there it looks like he just might get it. Garibaldi: And then what? Ivanova: And then what what? Garibaldi: Well if we lose, there is no "then what", and if we win, what next? We're still renegades. I don't think there's anybody left on this side of the galactic core we haven't already honked off. We can't go home. Sometimes I don't know which scares me more, winning or losing. Ivanova: God, I thought I was depressing.

Falling Toward Apotheosis

I, um…I wanted you to have this. I got it down in the Zocalo. It's not exactly what I had in mind, but, um…It's temporary until I can get you a real engagement ring. Um, it's an Earth custom. See, you give someone you love an engagement ring as kind of down payment for another ring. The kind you exchange when you get married. I don't know when we will be able to get around to that part of it. We may not survive the next two weeks, but I wanted you to have this and to know that whatever time I have left, I want to spend it with you.

The Long Night

Londo Mollari: Great Maker! Your eye! Cartagia? G'Kar: My eye offended him. Doesn't matter. I can see things now that were invisible to me before. An empty eye sees through to an empty heart.

The Long Night

Cartagia: Completely irresponsible! The chains weren't properly secured, I can't have it getting out. They'll have to be killed! Londo: Majesty— Cartagia: All of them, killed! Incompetent behavior! Absolutely incompetent! Londo: Be quiet! Cartagia: "Quiet"?! [strikes Londo, making him drop Vir Cotto's poisoned needle] You would tell the stars to darken on a whim?! What, would you tear down the mountains because their height offends you?! Who are you?! [seizes Londo] Where were you?! Where were you when my destiny was written in those stars? Where were you when the gods themselves shined down upon me? Huh? You dare to speak to me?! No, you can burn. You can burn with Centauri Prime. You can burn with the rest. Burn with the cities, burn with the temples, burn with all of them! Cartagia: No! [grabs Vir, but starts to weaken as Londo holds him up] I was to be a god, you understand…a god…

The Long Night

Anyone want to tell me how the hell we're supposed to stop that?

The Long Night

Vir Cotto: [slurring] I was toasting Emperor Cartagia. And since he wasn't here, I drank for him. And then, I couldn't be rude, so I had to drink with him. And so first it was me drinking for him—[drinks] and then him drinking for me—[drinks again] and then I kinda got into this kinda cycle. And then, here comes Cartagia, his glass broke, and—maybe it was my glass. Would you like some? Because you know what, I think this is Cartagia's glass after all, so it would be quite appropriate, don't you think? Londo: You're drunk. Vir: Absolut—positive—oh, you betcha. I figured it always worked for you, Londo. Let me—lemme ask you something. [puts a hand on Londo's shoulder and leans in] How much more before I can look in the mirror and not see myself? Because I keep looking and I'm always there. And right now I don't want to see me. Londo: [pulling away] You're behaving like a fool! You did what was necessary. You saved the lives of millions of our people. He had to be stopped. He— Vir: [angui

The Long Night

G'Kar: Why are you celebrating?! G'Lorn: We drove them away! They knew they could not enslave us forever, and we drove them off! Through strength! G'Kar: Is that what you think? Try to understand! The strength that defeated the Centauri is not from weapons or arms! G'Lorn: G'Kar, you are tired, you're hurt. You're not seeing this as we do. G'Kar: I see, G'Lorn. I see better than you can imagine. G'Lorn: When you've rested, we will thank you properly, as is your right. There will be celebrations in the street, G'Kar; your name will be a blessing to any who speak it! And then…then, G'Kar, you will lead us against our oppressors. You will be the instrument of our vengeance! With you directing us, we will finally destroy the Centauri! G'Kar: You have just tossed someone off that throne! Would you put another in his place so quickly? The Kha'Ri spoke with many equal voices, not the one voice of a single leader. G'Lorn: We need strength to lead us, fire to forge us! We saw that in the Centau

Into the Fire

Lorien: I am the last, and…I was the first. Susan Ivanova: I have to admit, I'm a little bit skeptical about that. Lorien: Skepticism is the language of the mind. What does your heart tell you? Ivanova: My heart and I don't speak anymore. Lorien: So I've noticed. Lorien: To live on as we have is to leave behind joy, and love, and companionship, because we know it to be transitory, of the moment. We know it will turn to ash. Only those whose lives are brief can imagine that love…is eternal. You should embrace that remarkable illusion. It may be the greatest gift your race has ever received.

Into the Fire

Win or lose, we'll go down fighting. [issuing orders to Lennier] Pour it on, Mr. Lennier. Take us into the fire.

Into the Fire

He played me! He played me like a PUPPET!

Into the Fire

John Sheridan: We still can't win, but it's not bad. Marcus Cole: We can't win? Sheridan: Against the Vorlons and the Shadows? No. Marcus: Then what are we doing here? Sheridan: Hoping the truth will set us free… before it kills us.

Into the Fire

Londo: I'll have to have that painted over, I suppose. Morden: You're insane. Londo: On any other day, Mr. Morden, you would be wrong. Today? Today is a very different day. One last time: remove your ships! Morden: No. You don't frighten me, Mollari. You try to attack our forces, you'll lose. Londo: Yes, your ships are very impressive in the air, or in space. But at this moment, they are on the ground. Morden: Right. They're on the ground. But they can sense an approaching ship miles away. So what're you gonna do, Mollari, huh? Blow up the island? Londo: Actually…now that you mention it… [he produces a small remote detonator] Morden: NO! Londo: I had most of our people evacuated from Celini during the night. A few stayed, to maintain the illusion of our presence. They knew what was being asked of them. I would have preferred another way, hoped that you would be reasonable, but... [to his guards] Take him to a cell. Keep him there. Morden: [as he is dragged away] You just made a mistake

Into the Fire

Sheridan: Morning, gentlemen. This is your wakeup call. Lyta Alexander: Captain? Sheridan: Hmm? Lyta: They're pissed.

Into the Fire

You're trying to force us to decide which of you is right. You're like a couple of parents arguing in front of their kids, manipulating them, trying to get them to take sides! Not for their benefit, but for yours! But what if the right choice... is not to choose at all?

Into the Fire

The Vorlons ask only one question, over and over: "Who are you?". [points to Shadow emissary] And you, for you the question is: "What do you want?". I have never heard you answer that question. [Points, respectively, to the Vorlon and then the Shadow for each following question] Who are you? What do you want?

Into the Fire

Delenn: The others have rejected you! How do you have a war when no one will fight for either of you? Sheridan: We refuse to take sides in this anymore! And we refuse to let you turn us against one another! We know who we are now. We can find our own way between order and chaos! Delenn: You can kill us one by one, and those who follow us, and those who follow them, on and on, every race, every planet. Until there's no one left to kill. You will have failed as guardians. And you will be alone. Sheridan: It's over because we've decided it's over! Now get the hell out of our galaxy! Both of you! Lorien: As I taught you and stepped aside, now you must do the same. Our age is past. This…belongs to the younger races now. They have learned to stand on their own. They have learned…to understand. Time to let them go. Shadow: Will you…come…with us? Lorien: I have been here since the beginning. I will not leave you now. I will go with you beyond the Rim, and we will see again all those who went a

Into the Fire

Sheridan: We are all alone now, just the younger races. We can't blame anyone else from now on. It's a new age, Delenn. A third age! Delenn: Why third? Sheridan: We began in chaos, too primitive to make our own decisions. Then we were manipulated from outside by forces that thought they knew what was best for us. And now? Now we are finally standing on our own. Lorien was right, it's a great responsibility. This is ours now. Delenn: Strange. The galaxy seems somehow smaller now that the First Ones are gone forever. Sheridan: It feels like the magic's gone now. Delenn: No, not gone. Now we make our own magic. Now we create our own legends. Now we build the future. Now we stop…

Epiphanies

I have seen what power does, and I have seen what power costs. The one is never equal to the other.

Epiphanies

Zack Allan: When you come on duty always check this display. This is where you get your details on who to hold, and who to let through. Anything unusual gets flagged. Londo Mollari: And would I fall under the category of unusual, Mr. Allen? Zack: Well! I didn't think we'd be seeing you again any time soon, ambassador. Londo: Yes, I could tell, from the look of unvarnished joy on your face when I came aboard. Perhaps you would like to take a seat before you are overcome with ecstasy? Zack: No thanks, I'm fine. So what happened, they get tired of you back home? Londo: Tired? No, don't be absurd. Why, the Emperor himself said I would only be allowed to leave over his dead body. I thought, "Well, how strange. Mr. Allan said I would only be allowed back onto Babylon 5 over his dead body." With my busy schedule I'm afraid I can only accommodate so many requests. I'm sorry, Mr. Allan, but I'm afraid you'll simply have to wait your turn! [he leaves] Zack: The only reason that guy is still aliv

Epiphanies

Lyta Alexander: Psi Cops are trained to make everyone nervous, but Bester can make even other Psi Cops nervous. Zack: Hell, the man can make poison ivy nervous.

Epiphanies

Bester: Ms. Alexander has no business being here. She's a blip! By all rights, I should arrest her and take her back with me. John Sheridan: Oh, you could do that. And I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'ma'ra. But…it's an imperfect world, and we never get exactly what we want. So get used to it!

Epiphanies

Bester: You've been keeping me out since I got here. A good question is, why? A better question is, how? I was thinking…I may have spoken rashly before. There may be some value in not turning you over. You're stronger than the last time I saw you. Lyta: We all change. Bester: Yes, but this is different. I can feel it. Whatever's happened to you, you have a moral obligation to share it with the Corps, Lyta. The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father. Lyta: In that case, Mr. Bester? I'm an orphan.

Epiphanies

Bester: Is that it? It looks like Hell. Sheridan: That's about right.

The Illusion of Truth

Dan Randall: Hey! That's private proprerty! We have rights here! Zack Allan: What you're going to have is my foot sixteen inches up your butt if you don't get the hell out of my way!

The Illusion of Truth

John Sheridan: Commander! Did you threaten to grab this man by the collar and threaten to throw him out an airlock? Susan Ivanova: [chagrined] Yes, I did. Sheridan: I'm shocked! Shocked and dismayed. Sheridan: May I remind you that we are short on supplies here? We can't afford to take perfectly good clothing and throw it out into space! Always take the jacket off first—I've told you that before! Sheridan: Sorry. She meant to say, "stripped naked and thrown out of an airlock". I apologize for any confusion this may have caused.

The Illusion of Truth

Londo Mollari: When I said my quarters were cold, I did not mean, 'Oh, I think it's a little chilly in here, perhaps I'll throw a blanket on the bed.' No, I said it was cold, as in 'Oh, my left arm has snapped off like an icicle and shattered on the floor!' This is highly inappropriate, Captain! Sheridan: [smirking] You're right. There are several other parts of your body I'd much rather see snapped off.

Atonement

Zack Allan: Oh yeah, I should listen to a Minbari about fashion. I mean, robes? Hoods? No offense, but I've seen Vorlons with more fashion sense. Zack: She did that on purpose. Lennier: Yes, I believe she did. I will deal with this. Lennier: [in Minbari] Good work. Give me a moment with the Human, and next time…use a bigger needle. Zack: Yeah, and don't you forget it!

Atonement

Delenn: Master, may I ask a question? Will you make contact? Dukhat: No. The Council will be more determined now. I could override their decision, but nothing would be served. Authority should never be used as a club, Delenn. Delenn: But then why? Dukhat: When others do a foolish thing, you should tell them it is a foolish thing. They can still continue to do it, but at least the truth is where it needs to be. They will be most upset with you now. You have embarrassed them. I apologize for that. In my anger, I believe I may have caused you more problems in the future. Delenn: No. No, Master. It was an honor. Dukhat: Don't interrupt when I'm being kind. It does not happen often, Delenn. Raise your eyes and look at me. Delenn: [eyes down] It is disrespectful. Dukhat: I cannot have an aide who will not look up. You will be forever walking into things.

Atonement

Stephen Franklin: Is this really the best ship you could find? Marcus Cole: Yes. [he flicks his pike open, then closes it just as quickly] Franklin: Smells like the inside of a Martian pleasure dome on Sunday morning. Marcus: Wouldn't know about that. Franklin: Don't make me come over there and [flick] take that thing from you. Marcus: Helps me relax. Franklin: Marcus, this is the kind of conversation that can only end with a gunshot! Marcus: Would you like me to sing instead? Franklin: No. Marcus: You haven't heard me! Franklin: Marcus, please!

Racing Mars

Susan Ivanova: Speaking of which, as of now I'm relieving you of command. John Sheridan: [slightly amused] Ivanova, your sense of humor has always been on the edge of good taste, but— Ivanova: I'm serious, John. Sheridan: [defensively] On what grounds? Ivanova: You haven't taken any personal time in over nine months. And in that time we have broken away from Earth, fought a war, you have been declared dead at least once, and you know how tiring that can be. Sheridan: There isn't much chance of me winning this argument, is there? Ivanova: None whatsoever. I never give up when I'm right. Your only option is to surrender. Sheridan: Who taught you to negotiate like that? Ivanova: You did. Sheridan: [impressed and defeated] Oh. Well, then I assume this enforced vacation is to begin immediately. Ivanova: Started when I walked in that door.

Racing Mars

Marcus Cole: I spy with my little eye…something beginning with "B." Stephen Franklin: [annoyed] Boxes. Marcus: Fine! I spy with my little eye something beginning with "M." Franklin: More boxes. Marcus: Two in a row. Franklin: [deadpan] "And that's when I shot him, Your Honor." Marcus: I spy with my little eye something beginning with "E." Franklin: I-I give up. Marcus: Oh come on. Franklin: This better not be what I– Marcus and Franklin: [in unison] Even MORE boxes!

Racing Mars

Ivanova: We'll upgrade your data systems, and supercharge your engines! And, if you have an accident, we'll repair your ships. And sooner or later, your ships will have accidents. Smuggler #1: My pilots don't have accidents. Ivanova: They will. I'll see to it. Smuggler #1: You wouldn't! Ivanova: Really? I've got a 200-megawatt pulse cannon in the forward cargo bay that says otherwise.

Lines of Communication

John Sheridan: Can't you send out Lennier? It might be dangerous. Delenn: [smiles in amusement] John! It pleases me that you care for what I have become. [seriously] But never forget who I was, what I am, and what I can do.

Lines of Communication

John Sheridan: You have a face people trust. Susan Ivanova: I'd rather have a face people fear. Sheridan: That too.

Lines of Communication

Sheridan: Why not come up with a way to turn the war room into…I don't know…The Voice of the Resistance! Susan, during World War II, the French Resistance used to go on the air for one hour a night, always from a different location, broadcasting the real news about the war. Providing intelligence for the resistance fighters, encouraging Germans to defect. Well, why can't we do the same thing here? Ivanova: Why do I get the ugly suspicion that you're volunteering me for this job? Sheridan: I accept your offer!

Lines of Communication

Touch passion when it comes your way, Stephen. It's rare enough as it is. Don't walk away when it calls you by name.

Lines of Communication

Before the war, Dukhat wanted to know more about your people, so I began studying your history. I came to the conclusion that of all the races we had encountered, humans were the most dangerous. Because humans form communities. And from that diversity comes a strength that no single race can withstand. That is your strength. And it is that which makes you dangerous.

Lines of Communication

I'm tired, Delenn. Sometimes I feel as if I've been carrying this station on my back and crawling through broken glass for three years.

Conflicts of Interest

Client: It's one-third your fee! Michael Garibaldi: It is? [looking] Yeah, it is. Well, I am going to have to take this up with Bookkeeping. I mean, this hardly even covers my expenses. I—well, now that I think about it, I am the Bookkeeping Department. I'll tell you what. I don't wanna get me into trouble over this, so…why don't we just let it go at 30%?

Conflicts of Interest

If you're going to wait for the universe to start making sense, you'll have a long wait ahead of you.

Conflicts of Interest

This is Commander Susan Ivanova of Babylon 5, and this is the first official broadcast of the new Voice of the Resistance. We're sending this signal out to every ship that wants to hear the truth, to our fallen comrades and freedom fighters on Mars and Proxima 3, and to Earth, which, despite what you may have heard, is still our home and still the one dream that we are as loyal to now as we ever have been. Over the last three years, ever since President Clark took over after arranging the assassination of President Santiago, you have been hearing nothing but misinformation, propaganda, and outright lies. Now we're going to tell you the truth, and we're going to keep telling it until they shut us down or until President Clark steps down and returns Earth to the hands of its people. You can kill us, you can bomb our colonies, destroy our ships, murder innocent civilians, but you cannot kill the truth. And the truth is back in business.

Rumors, Bargains and Lies

Delenn: Yes, we've disagreed, even fought, but I would rather have someone who opposed me out of an honest belief in the rightness of his cause than someone who is always on my side because it was expected and required. I've questioned your judgment, your wisdom, your temperament, but never your loyalty. Neroon: Was that a compliment? Delenn: After a fashion. Neroon: Then you trust me? Delenn: After a fashion. Neroon: Dukhat chose you above all to follow him. Slowly, dimly, I begin to understand why. I do not know what lies ahead of us, Delenn. But I do know that it is right that we are here together. Delenn: Was that a compliment, Neroon? Neroon: [smiling wryly] After a fashion.

Rumors, Bargains and Lies

Sheridan: I can't confirm that. Drazi Ambassador: But you're not denying it either. Sheridan: But not denying it doesn't make it true any more than not confirming it makes it false. Are you with me so far? Drazi Ambassador: I'm not sure. Sheridan: Ambassador, there are so many things in the universe that are and so many things that aren't. If I were to take the time to deny all the things that aren't, we'd be here for centuries, wouldn't we?

Rumors, Bargains and Lies

First, one brief announcement. I just wanted to mention, for those who have asked, that absolutely nothing whatsoever happened today in sector 83-by-9-by-12. I repeat, nothing happened. Please remain calm.

Moments of Transition

Security Guard: Mind your own business. Alfred Bester: "Humanity is my business." Bester: Marley to Scrooge. Dickens. A Christmas Carol? Bester: Well, it's good to see they're continuing the fine tradition of hiring from the shallow end of the gene pool.

Moments of Transition

Bester: Well, there is just no delicate way to say this. [beat] I want your body. Lyta Alexander: WHAT?! Are you out of your mind?!

Moments of Transition

I mean, being a freedom fighter, a…a force for good, it's…it's a wonderful thing. You get to make your own hours, looks good on a resume, but the pay…sucks.

Moments of Transition

I was born Warrior Caste! But I see now, the calling of my heart is RELIGIOUS! The war is over! Listen to her! LISTEN!

Moments of Transition

John Sheridan: This madness has gone on long enough. I don't care if we're not ready. I don't care if we're outnumbered and outgunned. I don't care what ISN says about us. This stops, and it stops now! Now if Earth wants to declare war on us, then it is time we took that war to Clark. You tell the others. Starting right now, we fight back and we fight back hard! Susan Ivanova: I thought you were looking for some other way than firing at our own ships. They were following orders. Sheridan: Any crew that executes an order like that is guilty of war crimes, and they deserve whatever they get. No, we're riding in, Susan. Anybody who wants to defect and join us? Fine. If they get in our way, we will knock them down. If they kill one of our ships, we'll kill three of theirs. And we keep going. We never slow down, and we won't stop. We're going after the colonies, then Mars, then Earth…and God help anybody who gets in our way.

No Surrender, No Retreat

Captain's personal log, September 2nd, 2261. Enough is enough.

No Surrender, No Retreat

I don't always like the way Londo does things, and…well, me and most civilized worlds, but…you know, sometimes he's right. So I force myself to give him the benefit of the doubt.

No Surrender, No Retreat

David Corwin: So from now on, I guess the operational phrase is "trust no one". Susan Ivanova: No. Trust Ivanova, trust yourself. Anybody else, shoot 'em!

No Surrender, No Retreat

John Sheridan: The hostiles might be splitting up so they can be with both groups, to keep them in line. Marcus Cole: Unless they're all hostile, and some are just more hostile than others. Sheridan: Thank you for the ray of sunshine, Marcus. Next time I feel the need to be depressed, I'll remember to give you a call.

The Exercise of Vital Powers

Michael Garibaldi: Everybody lies. William Edgars: That's a very sad view of the universe, Mr. Garibaldi. Garibaldi: Yeah, well, it's the only one I got. And it works for me.

The Exercise of Vital Powers

Edgars: Do you know how the ancient Greeks defined happiness? Garibaldi: Not off-hand, but I'd be willing to bet it involved three goats and a jug of wine. Edgars: "Happiness", they said, was "the exercise of vital powers along lines of excellence, in a life affording them scope".

The Face of the Enemy

William Edgars: The truth will be revealed in a couple of days. How many people can say that? Michael Garibaldi: I don't know. But I think the last guy got thirty pieces of silver for the same job.

The Face of the Enemy

Somewhere on Beta Colony there is an institution. In one room of the institution there is a man who spends his days and nights screaming at things that only he can see. Things we planted in his mind. They have to keep him in a straitjacket 24 hours a day or he'll claw his own eyes out just to make it stop. When it was over I transferred over to commercial work. I wanted out. The Corps took me in when I was just a few years old. They taught me what a telepath was, what we could do. Until that time I'd never been afraid of who we were. Until that day. When we did what we had to do…because no one else would.

The Face of the Enemy

What's going on? You all look like a Pak'ma'ra just ate your cat.

Intersections in Real Time

You just have to say "no, I won't" one more time than they can say "yes, you will".

Intersections in Real Time

You will cooperate with the state, for the good of the state and your own survival. You will confess to the crimes of which you have been accused. You will be released and returned to society a productive citizen if you cooperate. Resistance will be punished. Cooperation will be rewarded.

Intersections in Real Time

John Sheridan: You know, it's funny, I was thinking about what you said, that the preeminent truth of our age is that you cannot fight the system. But if, as you say, the truth is fluid, that the truth is subjective, then maybe you can fight the system. As long as just one person refuses to be broken, refuses to bow down. Interrogator: But can you win? John Sheridan: Every time I say "no."

Between the Darkness and the Light

Lyta Alexander: Michael, if I do a deep scan, it could damage you. Michael Garibaldi: And if you don't, they're gonna kill me. Now, a headache I can get over. I'm not sure I'm gonna get over being dead anytime soon. Lyta: It's true. What he told us, it's all true. Number One: Like that means a damn! How do we know that anything you say is the truth? You could be saying whatever the hell you want– Lyta: What do YOU know about Hell? Hmm? [she turns to face Number One, her eyes completely black] Would you like me to show it to you? Mine and his? Number One: [recoils] It's true. Damned, it's true!

Between the Darkness and the Light

[in a monotone] I don't watch TV. It's a cultural wasteland filled with inappropriate metaphors and an unrealistic portrayal of life created by the liberal media elite.

Between the Darkness and the Light

Susan Ivanova: This is the White Star fleet. Negative on the surrender. We will not stand down. Captain Thomson, Earthforce: Who is this? Identify yourself! Ivanova: Who am I? I am Susan Ivanova. Commander. Daughter of Andrei and Sophie Ivanov. I am the right hand of vengeance, and the boot that is going to kick your sorry ass all the way back to Earth, sweetheart! I am Death Incarnate, and the last living thing that you are ever going to see. God sent me.

Endgame

We've all been through six kinds of hell in the last few years.

Endgame

Engineering, this is General Lefcourt. In case you didn't notice, the enemy just pulled our shorts up over our head and tied them into a knot. You will get the ship under control ASAP, or I will come down there and skin the hide off every last one of you.

Endgame

This is Captain John Sheridan. We are here on the authority of a multi-planetary force, that can no longer stand by and watch one of their greatest allies falling into darkness and despair. We are here on behalf of the thousands of civilians murdered under orders from the current administration, who have no one else to speak for them, and on behalf of the EarthForce units that have joined us to oppose the tyranny that has darkened Earth, ever since President Santiago was assassinated three years ago. We are here to place President Clark under arrest, to disband Nightwatch, and return our government to the hands of her people. We know that many in the government have wanted to act, but have been intimidated by threats of retaliation against your families, your friends. You are not alone anymore. We call upon you to rise up and do what's right! We have drawn their forces away from Earth and disabled them. The time to act is now! This is not the voice of treason. These are your sons, your

Endgame

John Sheridan: [over radio] We need you, Delenn. Delenn: [commanding the League's fleet] We are there.

Endgame

[as he's giving up his life energy to save Ivanova] I love you…

Rising Star

All love is unrequited, Stephen. All of it.

Rising Star

Well, Captain, you caused quite a stir. Half of EarthForce wants to give you a kiss on the cheek and the Medal of Honor. The other half wants you taken out and shot. As a politician you learn how to compromise. Which by all right means I should give you the Medal of Honor, then have you shot. I confess the idea had a certain appeal when I mentioned it to the Joint Chiefs two hours ago. […] The bitch of it is that you probably did the right thing. But you did it in the wrong way, in the inconvenient way. Now you have to pay the penalty for that. I know it stinks, but that's the way it is.

Rising Star

I find it amazing that you think that threats still mean anything to me. "Do this or you're a dead man." Death! Been there, done that.

Rising Star

Funny thing about retiring. You no sooner pick out the places you want to go on vacation then someone comes at you with another job offer.

Rising Star

Londo Mollari: So, how does it feel to make history, hmm? G'Kar: You do not make history. You can only hope to survive it. Londo: G'Kar, you are a depressing person. G'Kar: Thank you.

Rising Star

It was the end of the Earth year 2261, and it was the dawn of a new age…for all of us. It was end of one chapter, and the beginning of another. The next twenty years would see great changes, great joy, and great sorrow. The Telepath War, and the Drakh War. The new Alliance would waver, and crack…but in the end, it would hold. Because what is built endures, and what is loved endures…and Babylon 5…Babylon 5 endures.

The Deconstruction of Falling Stars

Londo Mollari: So Doctor…who died? Stephen Franklin: [confused] What are you talking about? Londo: Among my people this is how we celebrate state funerals. Our marriage ceremonies are solemn, sober. Moments of reflection…also regret, disagreement, argument and mutual recrimination. Once you know it can't get any worse you can sit back and enjoy the marriage. But to start with something like this? No, it is a very bad sign for the future. Londo: Perhaps it is something I said? G'Kar: Perhaps it is everything you say.

The Deconstruction of Falling Stars

Delenn: What we are isn't a matter of flesh, it's a matter of will. Garibaldi: This little lab of yours...this isn't by any chance located on a military base, is it?

The Deconstruction of Falling Stars

Brother Alwyn: Faith sustains us in the hour when reason tells us that we cannot continue, that the whole of our lives is without meaning. Brother Michael: Then why were we born able to reason, if reason's useless? Brother Alwyn: Not useless. But it's also not enough. Faith and reason are the shoes on your feet! You can travel further with both than you can with just one. If you must have reason for an answer, then consider this. If today the Rangers came back to Earth from their place in the heavens, you would not know about it. They would come in secret and move around us and help us and we wouldn’t even know that they were here, because the secret that they bring is feared by people who still blame science for the Great Burn. Brother Michael: Then you think the Rangers are here today? Brother Alwyn: Yes, I believe they could be. That is all that faith requires: that we surrender ourselves to the possibility of hope. With that, I am content.

The Deconstruction of Falling Stars

This is how the world ends, swallowed in fire, but not in darkness. You will live on. The voice of all our ancestors, the voice of our fathers and our mothers to the last generation. We created the world we think you would've wished for us. And now we leave the cradle for the last time.

The Deconstruction of Falling Stars

John Sheridan: …and I was wondering if they will remember us in hundred years from now or a thousand. And I figure probably not. Delenn: But it does not matter. We did what we did because it was right and not to be remembered. And history will attend to itself. It always does.

No Compromises

Elizabeth Lochley: As long as you're running an efficient operation and aren't looking for trouble, you are doing just fine. David Corwin: That's what I'm trying to tell you. Around here we don't have to go looking for trouble. On B5, trouble comes looking for us.

No Compromises

On my world, we have learned that an inauguration is simply a signal to assassins that a new target has been set up on the firing range.

No Compromises

G'Kar: Do you want to be President? John Sheridan: Yes. G'Kar: Put your hand on the book and say "I do." Sheridan: I do. G'Kar: Good. Done. Let's eat.

The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari

Londo Mollari: Do you know what this is? No, I can see you do not. You have that vacant look in your eyes that says, "Hold my head to your ear; you will hear the sea." This is bravari, very old bravari, very expensive bravari. You understand bravari, hmm? Londo: Here, Take my shoe! It will be as useful to you as he is!

The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari

Vir Cotto: You couldn't sleep either. Lennier: No. I heard about your… situation. Vir Cotto: I heard about yours. As Mr. Garibaldi would say, it's been one hell of a day. Lennier: Yes, a hell of a day. Vir Cotto: And a hell of a year. Lennier: A hell of a 5 years. Vir Cotto: A hell of a life. Lennier: [smiles] …you win. Lennier: What kind of drink is that? Vir Cotto: I'm not sure. The bartender called it a "Shirley Temple." Lennier: Interesting. I've studied many Earth religions and I don't think I've ever heard of that particular temple. Vir: Me neither. But, it's real good. Lennier: Well then. I shall make a point to visit it on my next trip to Earth.

The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari

All of the bottles here are empty? The metaphor's getting a bit thick, don't you think?

The Very Long Night of Londo Mollari

Londo: The dream is prophecy. Vir: Prophecy is a guess that comes true. When it doesn't, it's a metaphor. You could put a gun to your head tomorrow and pull the trigger, and then the dream is just a dream, and the prophecy is just a metaphor, and so are you. You're out of time, Londo. Turn around.

The Paragon of Animals

John Sheridan: The Universe speaks in many languages but only one voice. A language which is not Narn or Human or Centauri or Gaim or Minbari. It speaks in the language of hope. G'Kar: It speaks in the language of trust. It speaks in the language of strength and the language of compassion. It is the language of the heart and of the language of the soul; but always it is the same voice; it is the voice of our ancestors speaking through us, and the voice of our inheritors waiting to be born; it is the small still voice that says: "We are one." No matter the blood, no matter the skin, no matter the world, no matter the star. We are one. No matter the pain, no matter the darkness, no matter the loss, no matter the fear. We are one. Here, gathered together in common cause we agree to recognize this singular truth and this singular rule: that we must be kind to one another. Sheridan: Because each voice enriches us and ennobles us, and each voice lost diminishes us. We are the voice of the un

The Paragon of Animals

Byron: That's why we're here. Because we're tired of being ordered around by those who cannot hear the song. Tired of being used as cannon fodder, as inquisitors, as executioners, and as bloodhounds. Lyta Alexander: They forget we're human beings, too. Byron: No, not human beings. Better. That's why they're afraid of us. It's all ego, you know. "What a piece of work is man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculties. In form and moving how express and admirable. In action how like an angel. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals." The paragon of animals. 6,000 years of brutality, murder and slavery. An animal does not do this to its own kind, but they do it to each other. And they would do it to us! Unless we stop them. Unless we find a way to help each other. Unless we care for one another.

The Paragon of Animals

G'Kar: Ah, Mr. President. [sees the documents] Oh, good, good, good. I was looking for these. [begins gathering them up and shoving them in his bag] Sheridan: What are you doing? G'Kar: Well, we need to get everyone to sign them again! Sheridan: What? [stands, flabbergasted] We… Do you understand what we went through to get them signed even once? G'Kar: I revised it again. It's better. Sheridan: G'Kar! G'Kar: But look. Sheridan: [surprised] It's better. Sheridan: Some days, it's like living in a madhouse.

A View from the Gallery

Tastes like chicken!

A View from the Gallery

Delenn: What if the station falls? Sheridan: Then, as you said to me once, "I'll see you again in the place where no shadows fall."

A View from the Gallery

Mack: Bo? Bo: Yeah? Mack: She remembered my name. Bo: Our names. Mack: I think I'm in love. Bo: She's married. Mack: Eh. We can work something out.

Learning Curve

[good-natured] You are a source of constant annoyance to me, Turval, but only because you're right more often than you're wrong. And why should I keep this joy to myself? I choose to share you with the universe! [deadpan] Valen help them all.

Learning Curve

We create the meaning in our lives. It does not exist independently. Being Anla-shok [Ranger] does not mean worrying about what others will think about us. It does not mean deciding what to do based upon whether or not it serves our sense of ego or destiny. It means living each moment as if it were your last one. It means doing each right thing because it is the right thing. The scale doesn't matter. The where, the when, the how, or in what cause… none of those things matter. In my life, I've discovered very few truths. Here is the greatest truth I know: Your death, Rastenn, will have a meaning if it comes while you're in fullest pursuit of your heart.

Learning Curve

Delenn: Captain, this is not about revenge. Elizabeth Lochley: [sarcastically] Oh? Then what is this about? Delenn: Terror. Lochley: So, what kind of terror are we talking about here, Delenn? Delenn: The kind that cripples…the kind that destroys. Not from without, but from within. As soon as he can stand, whether he is fully healed or not, Tannier will prepare to face his terror. Those who harmed him now have power over him. He must take back that power or he will never be whole again. We will go with him, and bring him to the point of his terror. And then, he will face it. Lochley: But if he isn't fully healed, he could die in the effort. Delenn: As Anla'shok, we choose to do that which frightens us, knowing that there are no guarantees. He may lose; we cannot help him. Lochley: Then he will stand alone. Delenn: At the end, Captain, we all stand alone.

Learning Curve

Sech Turval: Attend, students, this is a classic archetype in action. The strong man—or 'bully', as the humans call it—essentially a coward whose only skill is convincing others to do what he's afraid to do himself. Sech Durhan: Notice the lack of technique, no follow through. Another flaw in this particular personality type…all muscle, no brain.

Strange Relations

John Sheridan: I'm caught in a web of my own good intentions. Elizabeth Lochley: Well, the road to hell is paved with them, sir. Sheridan: I know. But why does it have to go through this office?

Strange Relations

Alfred Bester: Not bad. Tell me, is that really telekinesis, or are you just pushing the nerve endings, making them feel as if they've been slapped? Either way, it's taken a lot out of you, Lyta. You're sweating, flushed. How many times can you do that, Lyta? Can you do just one at a time? Maybe two? How about three? How about a half dozen of us? Lyta Alexander: I don't know. Like you said, I'm new at this. I could even make a mistake. Maybe even pop a blood vessel in someone's head by accident by pushing too hard. Feel like playing the odds, Mr. Bester?

Strange Relations

Lochley: What the hell is your problem? Michael Garibaldi: For starters, I don't know you, therefore I don't trust you. Lochley: The world's full of people you don't know. Garibaldi: I worry about that all the time. Lochley: Tough. Get over it.

Strange Relations

Zack Allan: Where you going? Lochley: To pound someone, Mr. Allan. You win. I just decided if you can't join 'em, beat 'em.

Strange Relations

G'Kar: He should have a bodyguard assigned to him at all times while he is there. Someone we can rely on, someone, uh… someone we can trust. Someone strong… strong enough to… G'Kar: Oh, no… Delenn: The Alliance is about learning to overcome our distrust and form a new community. Can you think of a better symbol? G'Kar: No, and I'm trying. Believe me. Delenn: You would naturally have to accompany him on all state business and be there to guard him. In the palace. In the Royal Court. G'Kar: [brightens] A Narn in the Centauri Royal Court? [laughs] It is a curiously satisfying image, Delenn! Londo Mollari: [worried] G'Kar? You've assigned G'Kar as my bodyguard? Delenn: Yes. I think your generosity in working with him will be an excellent symbol of unity for all the other races who could join the Alliance. Londo: A symbol… Delenn: Yes. Londo: And you tried this line on G'Kar? Delenn: I did. Londo: And did it work? Delenn: Completely. Londo: [swears] Great Maker!

Secrets of the Soul

Lyta Alexander: Byron, the Vorlons changed me. More than you could possibly know. I don't know what it'll do once you get past my barriers and I get past yours. It could burn you. Byron: Then let it burn. Byron: It was the Vorlons. Lyta: Yes. Byron: They created telepaths on a hundred worlds. Interfered with their genetic development. Took people from their homeworlds and adjusted them over the course of the centuries. Lyta: Yes. Byron: Because they needed telepaths in their war against the Shadows. Needed us as cannon fodder. Lyta: Yes. Byron: We would be normal. We would have lives. We would be able to walk and live and work among normals without fear of persecution if the Vorlons had not interfered with our normal development. We were made for their benefit, to save them. We were told that our abilities were our gift and our curse, and that we were somehow responsible for it. But we're not. We're not.

Day of the Dead

Customs Guard: Anything to declare? Rebo: [brightly] I have nothing to declare, my dear man, except my genius! Zooty: [through his machine] And I have nothing to declare but Rebo's genius either! Zooty-zoot, zoot, zoot!

Day of the Dead

So. When you were emperor, it meant something. Subduer of the Xon and the Shoggren. Now–pffft–anyone can be emperor. I can be emperor. Vir can be emperor. If Vir can be emperor…a small Earth cat can be emperor!

Day of the Dead

Lt. David Corwin: There seems to be a slight problem, sir. It's kind of hard to explain. We seem to be missing a piece of the station. We can't reach it. We can't communicate with it. John Sheridan: That piece is almost a square mile across. You can't just lose something that big. Lt. Corwin: I agree, but it's still missing.

Day of the Dead

Lennier: I came for wisdom. Morden: You don't come to the dead for wisdom, Lennier. My head was cut from my body. Even now, it rots on a pole outside the Imperial Palace. Birds have taken the hair for their nests. Maggots ate my flesh. And you want wisdom? Lennier: Yes, I do. Lennier: Why did you help me? I know what kind of a man you were. Morden: Give a dog a bad name, and you can hang him with it. You shouldn't listen to everything Sheridan tells you. Actually, I'm surprised he's not here tonight, since he died at Z'ha'dum. Is there any coffee here or not?

Day of the Dead

Dodger: It's some guy's fantasy. A love-hungry red-head who will disappear in the morning never to be seen again! Michael Garibaldi: I'm sorry Dodger, what were you saying? Dodger: [frustrated] It's a good thing I'm only here another hour or so, cupcake. Two weeks of this, I'd kill you.

Day of the Dead

Sheridan: You know, I was really hoping to talk to Zooty. You know, without the machine. Rebo: Yeah. He never breaks character, not even around me. In ten years, I've only heard him say one word without the machine. Sheridan: Oh. Oh. What's the word? Rebo: Why. Sheridan: Oh, just curious. Rebo: No, no. That was the word. "Why". In ten years, I haven't figured it out myself. G'Kar: What did he say?! Sheridan: [astonished] "Because it tells me to…"

In the Kingdom of the Blind

He is my bodyguard.

In the Kingdom of the Blind

You do understand, Jano, that if it were my decision, that I would never let anyone harm you, I would never let anyone hurt you. If it were my decision. But it's not my decision, you see. [Jano is killed by the Drakh] Not my decision at all!

In the Kingdom of the Blind

G'Kar: Tell me, Minister. If I were to strike you, which would you be angry at? The hand that struck you, or the heart that commanded it? Minister Vole: Well, the heart, of course. G'Kar: The hand has no choice but to do as it is told. It is the heart that carries the burden. And that heart is dead in both of us, Minister. It died with Cartagia, and it died in me soon after. Besides, everyone knows that the true source of pain is neither the hand nor the heart. It is the mouth., is it not, Minister?

In the Kingdom of the Blind

Never, ever, ever trust a telepath. I swear to you, I'm gonna have that tattooed inside my eyelids.

In the Kingdom of the Blind

John Sheridan: But they did it in the wrong way, the inconvenient way. Delenn: I seem to recall the Earth president saying the same thing to you, after your civil war. [she leaves] Sheridan: I hate that she has a memory, don't you? Garibaldi: Damned inconvenient!

In the Kingdom of the Blind

It's bad luck to die on an empty stomach.

A Tragedy of Telepaths

Well, with everyone now on the same side, perhaps you're planning to invade yourselves for a change. I find the idea curiously appealing. Once you've finished killing each other, we can plow under all the buildings and plant rows of flowers that spell out the words "too annoying to live" in letters big enough to be seen from space.

A Tragedy of Telepaths

We have to do it without killing a guard, without raising any alarms, and without anyone noticing that she is gone. For my next trick, I shall fly around the room under my own power.

A Tragedy of Telepaths

Why is it that we always break up our history by the wars, not the years of peace? The Hundred Years War, the War of 1812, the first three world wars, the Dilgar War, the War of the Shining Star, the Minbari War, the Shadow War—why the war and not the peace? Because it's exciting. And because on some level people like to see something big fall apart and explode from the inside out. And right now, John, we're that something.

A Tragedy of Telepaths

My people are in there. And several others just tried to kill me, but then, what family doesn't have its difficulties?

A Tragedy of Telepaths

Every great fall begins with a single mistake.

Phoenix Rising

Every race to develop telepaths has had to find some way to control them, through laws, religion, drugs, or extermination. We may not be pretty, but we're a hell of a lot better than the alternatives.

Phoenix Rising

Lyta Alexander: You can't change human nature, Byron. Byron: Then there's not much point in living, is there? If you can't hope for something better, something nobler, at least something kinder?

Phoenix Rising

Byron: I'm a strong P-12. Lyta Alexander: But all P-12s are automatically designated Psi Cops. You were a Psi Cop? Byron: Not just a Psi Cop. Bester's protege.

Phoenix Rising

We are no longer who we were. We are what we have become. What you made us!

The Ragged Edge

Who knew that the presidency was 50% panic and 50% paperwork?

The Ragged Edge

Sheridan: Can you stall [the Alliance council] a bit? Delenn: Not a problem. I'll tell them we're declaring war on Earth. That'll give them something positive to think about. Sheridan: [distracted] Good. Good. Give me the paperwork and I'll sign it.

The Ragged Edge

Londo Mollari: He [a Narn] seems very glad to see you. G'Kar: Yes, but we weren't gone that long. Less than a month. Londo Mollari: Well, there you have the key to your popularity: your absence. Go away for a month and they bow. Go away for six months and they'll tear the place apart when you come back. Perhaps you should go away and never come back again. Then your popularity will be so overwhelming it would blacken the stars. G'Kar: Mollari– Londo Mollari: I have always said this about you: nothing so improves your company like the lack of it. ... Perhaps you can make some money from this: ten credits for you not to be there for an hour, a hundred credits for you not to be there for the day. And for you not to be there for the rest of your life, well, they could never afford it.

The Ragged Edge

G'Kar: Where is my book? It is my only copy! Ta'Lon: Yes, that is precisely the point. The Kha'Ri felt that if anything happened to you [on Centauri Prime] the book of G'Kar would never see the light of day, so we "liberated" it [from G'Kar's quarters]. G'Kar: Liberated it? Ta'Lon: We took it home. Those that read it were very moved by it and they made some copies. G'Kar: [aghast] Copies?! Ta'Lon: Just a few…for their friends. A few more…later a few more copies. G'Kar: How many?! Ta'Lon: That's hard to say, exactly. There was some confusion when it went to the printers. G'Kar: Printers?! I've only been gone for a month, Ta'Lon, there can't be that many copies floating around this quickly. How many? Ta'Lon: Five or six…hundred…thousand. G'Kar: What?! Ta'Lon: I've been told that it will out-sell the book of G'Quan. [G'Kar stares at him in shock] Congratulations, citizen G'Kar. You are now a religious icon.

The Ragged Edge

Michael Garibaldi: What's with the streets? They're so narrow, you can hardly get by. Tafiq: Tradition. Goes back centuries. To prevent invaders from taking their city, they built their streets too narrow for armies or engines of war. When you have to go by two or three at a time, you are most vulnerable. Michael Garibaldi: See, now you can fly over and drop these things called "bombs".

The Ragged Edge

G'Kar: All my life, I have been responsible only for myself. When I risk, I risked alone to avoid making others pay the price for my mistakes. They want me to show them another way. What if I show them the wrong way? What if they come to me not because of the lesson, but because of the teacher? I worry, Ta'Lon, that my shadow may become greater than the message. Ta'Lon: If that happens, I give you my word that I will personally kill you. G'Kar: And this is supposed to put my mind at ease?

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

Psi Cop Lauren Ashley: We don't often see a sense of humor in Psi Cops. Alfred Bester: Reports of our depression are vastly exaggerated.

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

Zack Allan: Don't you ever go away? Haven't you caused enough trouble for one lifetime? Bester: It's a pleasure to see you too, Mr. Allan. Where can I find Captain Lochley? I should check in with her. Zack: She's busy, you can check in with me. Card. [Bester hands over his identicard.] So what is it this time, Mr. Bester? Hunting out freedom fighters? Pulling wings off flies? Annexing the Sudetenland?

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

Bester: He was dead before we got here. Zack: [to Bester] Yeah, they told me. But I never let the facts get in the way of a good grudge.

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

I've seen all kinds, kid. Seen an alien come through here last week with eight compound eyes and a glass stomach. Two fingers of gin, he's down. Completely unconscious for two full hours, and he wants to do it again. I've seen a naked Pak'ma'ra once. You know that hump on their back? It's not a hump at all, it's a…

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

Of all the things in life I could drown in–love, music, the eyes of another–crocodile tears are the least appealing.

The Corps is Mother, the Corps is Father

Bester: Oh, come on, doctor, we have a history here. Tell the truth. You don't want me here a second more than I want to be here. Stephen Franklin: Personally, no. But as a doctor I have to treat all of my patients equally. Even the annoying, self-righteous ones with self-important delusions of godhood. Bester: Thank you. I feel far more at home now.

Meditations on the Abyss

No, the captain does not believe in indiscreet questions. He believes the only way to get pertinent information is to ask impertinent questions.

Meditations on the Abyss

Narn Acolyte: What is truth, and what is God? G'Kar: If I take a lamp and shine it toward the wall, a bright spot will appear on the wall. The lamp is our search for truth, for understanding. Too often we assume that the light on the wall is God. But the light is not the goal of the search; it is the result of the search. The more intense the search, the brighter the light on the wall. The brighter the light on the wall, the greater the sense of revelation upon seeing it! Similarly, someone who does not search, who does not bring a lantern with him, sees nothing. What we perceive as God, is the byproduct of our search for God. It may simply be an appreciation of the light, pure and unblemished, not understanding that it comes from us. Sometimes we stand in front of the light and assume that we are the center of the universe. God looks astonishingly like we do! Or we turn to look at our shadow, and assume that all is darkness. If we allow ourselves to get in the way, we defeat the purpo

Meditations on the Abyss

To be Anla'Shok means understanding that there is nothing to fear in death except the failure to complete our assigned mission. Death is not the enemy. Death simply is.

Meditations on the Abyss

Londo Mollari: Something I can do for you, Vir? Vir Cotto: No, I just need to borrow this for a minute. I'll be right back.

Meditations on the Abyss

Zack Allan: What happened to Vir? Londo: I promoted him. Now, now he is ready to be the ambassador for the Centauri.

Meditations on the Abyss

Franklin: And Londo? Zack: Oh, he was just standing there, watching as Vir tore the place apart! [more laughter; Zack puts on self-important tone] "Today he is a man!"

Meditations on the Abyss

Sh…Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed. I had a little…oh, that's a big drink…about an hour ago and it went right to my head. [pauses] What did I do…with that link? You here, Linky, Linky, Linky? Here, Linky? [finds his link] Oh, the missing link!

Darkness Ascending

Lise: I'm sorry. Michael Garibaldi: I don't want you to be sorry. I don't need your pity. I don't need anybody's pity. All I know is that I'm tired of being controlled. Controlled by others, by fear, by my past, by what everybody else expects of me and it's enough. Enough. And this? [points at the bottle] This is my own private little act of rebellion, yeah. I may not be able to control what other people do to me, but I can at least be in control what I do to myself.

Darkness Ascending

John Sheridan: Now, it is absolutely inappropriate of you to pull a stunt like that without telling me. I can not have you making— Delenn: [interrupting] You are right. Sheridan: I—[pauses] Oh, damn it Delenn, I have been working up a good mad all day and I am not about to let you undercut it by agreeing with me!

Darkness Ascending

Barring an act of God—and since I don't believe in God, that kind of narrows the odds a bit—by this time tomorrow, we're gonna be at war with the Centauri.

And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder

Centauri Minister: Is that why you brought it [G'Kar] along? Londo Mollari: No, he is still here as my bodyguard, that's all. Where I go, he goes. Centauri Minister: My condolences. G'Kar: Thank you. It's a burden, but I've come to accept it.

And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder

Centauri Minister: I'm sure you would like to freshen up. Both of you. G'Kar: It's a natural musk. I rather enjoy it.

And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder

Londo: Careful minister, we don't want my companion to get the wrong idea. We don't normally treat our guests so badly. G'Kar: Yes you do. Londo: Shut up.

And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder

Londo: Where he goes, I go. Londo: [to G'Kar]: Shut up. G'Kar: I didn't say anything.

And All My Dreams, Torn Asunder

John Sheridan: What does the candle represent? Delenn: Life. Sheridan: Whose life? Delenn: All life. Every life. We are all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics or policies or differences. Over a billion years, we foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego, we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else's. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that live inside us. A spark that tells us: you should know better. The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique. When it goes out, it's gone forever, and there will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder some days if we can see anything at all.

Movements of Fire and Shadow

G'Kar: I still think you should leave, Mollari. Londo Mollari: No. I said where you go, I go. It's become a matter of principle. G'Kar: You picked a terrible moment in your social evolution to develop principles. Perhaps you can start with something simpler. The moral equivalent of the opposable thumb, for instance.

The Fall of Centauri Prime

Regent Virini: They say: the Shadows were our masters. We served them, believed in them, loved them. Then they went away and left us behind to escape on our own. But without our masters… who are we? In the end… what are we but… Shiv'kala: A shadow… of a shadow. An echo… of what was. Our home, Z'ha'dum, destroyed. We… wandered. Then we remembered… this place. We remembered… you.

The Fall of Centauri Prime

I have been many things in my life, Mollari. I have been silly. I have been quiet when I should have spoken. I have been foolish. And I have wasted far too much time. But I am still Centauri, and I am not afraid.

The Fall of Centauri Prime

Londo Mollari: Isn't it strange, G'Kar? When we first met I had no power and all the choices I could ever want. And now I have all the power I could ever want and no choices at all. No choice at all. G'Kar: Mollari. Understand that I can never forgive your people for what they did to my world. My people can never forgive your people. But I can forgive you.

Wheel of Fire

Stephen Franklin: Can God make a rock so big, that even he can't lift it? G'Kar: Yes, I've heard it, but ... Franklin: What if that is the wrong question? I wonder if the right question is, can God create a puzzle so difficult, a riddle so complex, that even he can't solve it? What if that's us? Maybe a problem like this is God's way of doing to us a little of what we do to him?

Wheel of Fire

Lyta Alexander: I'm tired of being pushed around, Captain. I do not choose to be arrested. I've done a lot for this place…and just once I think a little gratitude would be in order, don't you? Elizabeth Lochley: Lyta, don't force us to- Lyta: To what? Lochley: [gestures to Zack] Zack… Lochley: Zack! Lyta: You cannot harm me. You cannot stop someone who's been touched by Vorlons. John Sheridan: You're not the only one that's been touched by the Vorlons. [gestures to the crowd] Let them go. Sheridan: Let 'em go or I'll blow the back of your skull off!

Wheel of Fire

Sheridan: What could make her turn like this? Franklin: Well, let's see. She was…adjusted by the Vorlons, dumped by the Vorlons, used as a weapon, quit the Corps, lost the only man she ever loved, and dedicated herself to finishing his work. Pick one or all of the above. Let's face it, she's pissed. Sheridan: Massively. Sheridan: I tell ya, the next person who acts irrationally, I swear I'm gonna shoot myself in the head. Delenn: BASTARDS! Franklin: Did she just…? Sheridan: She did. Franklin: I'll get the gun.

Wheel of Fire

Michael Garibaldi: I need to know, Lyta. Something's happened to your abilities. You're not a P-5 anymore, hell, you're not even a P-12. You're the strongest telepath I've ever seen. What did the Vorlons do to you, Lyta? Who…what are you? Lyta: I've only recently begun to understand it myself. You know the Vorlons used telepaths as weapons during the Shadow War, but what no one stopped to consider was that in a war, you have a certain number of small weapons, a certain number of medium-size weapons, and one or two big ones. The kind of weapons you drop when you're out of small weapons and the medium weapons and you've got nothing left to use. Garibaldi: Someone like that would be the telepathic equivalent of a thermonuclear device. A doomsday weapon. Lyta: Pleased to meet you, Mr. Garibaldi.

Objects in Motion

Lyta Alexander: You'll forgive the accommodations. G'Kar: It's a cell. I've gotten used to them. Frankly, I've done some of my best writing in places like this. In here, you cannot run from yourself. Lyta: It's ironic. You have to leave because everybody wants you. They're fighting over you. And I have to leave because nobody wants me. G'Kar: And yet, we are the same in many ways. We are all the sum of our tears. Too little and the ground is not fertile, and nothing can grow there. Too much, the best of us is washed away. My rains have come and gone, for now. Yours are just beginning.

Objects in Motion

Narn: We put you in this position, G'Kar. Our reverence is our gift to you, and you are responsible to us. You owe us. Without us… you are nothing. G'Kar: Then I am nothing. Goodbye.

Objects in Motion

Number One: So it really couldn't– Stephen Franklin: No, you're right. It couldn't– Number One: So there we are. Franklin: There you go, yeah. Franklin: You know, I do have about an hour before my next shift starts, in case you wanted to…celebrate your new job. Number One: More than an hour or less than an hour? Franklin: About an hour and ten minutes. Number One: You go on ahead. You know how I like the lights.

Objects in Motion

I believe that when we leave a place, part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go anywhere in the station when it is quiet, and just listen. After a while, you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me that is going will very much miss the part of you that is staying.

Objects in Motion

Delenn: It occurs to me I have never walked the length of this place, end to end. John Sheridan: Well, Delenn, it's 5 miles long. Delenn: I know. Coming? Sheridan: Now? Delenn: Now is all we have.

Objects at Rest

G'Kar: Greetings, Ta'Lon. I'm leaving this message for you because it appears I must leave Babylon 5 sooner than I had intended. I would have preferred to say this in person, but since I cannot, let me say it here. Now that I am gone, someone else must speak for our people. I would like for that person… to be you. Knowing you as I do, Ta'Lon, I'm sure you're wondering, why you? Ta'Lon: To say the least. G'Kar: I believe there is a time for enlightenment and a time for things to get done. I have become a distraction for our people. They require patience, direction, determination, and strength. I have provided a little of the first two. Now, you must provide the rest. You have always been sensible and level-headed. A rock that will never shift or break beneath the demands of our people. And you have been my friend. In my absence, we will need someone to focus on helping our world rebuild and strengthening ties with the Alliance. In order to serve our people here and at home, one must be

Objects at Rest

When I had to learn English, one of the most difficult words for me was "goodbye." There is no corresponding word for "goodbye" in Minbari. All our partings contain within them the possibility of meeting again: in other places, in other times, in other lives. So you will excuse me if I do not say "goodbye." Our souls are a part of this place. Our hopes, the foundation of our future. And we will pass this way, again.

Objects at Rest

John Sheridan: It's good to know that at least one of the old gang will be sticking around for a while. Zack Allan: Who, me? Absolutely. Hell, I'll probably still be here when they turn off the lights.

Objects at Rest

There are moments when we all become someone else, something other than what we are. It takes only a moment. But we spend the rest of our lives looking back at that moment in shame.

Sleeping in Light

Vir Cotto: You know, Londo never liked the Pak'ma'ra. They're stubborn, lazy, obnoxious, greedy— Michael Garibaldi: They kinda look like an octopus that got run over by a truck. Vir: That too! But one day, Londo and I were walking past their quarters, and we heard them…singing. John Sheridan: Singing? They can sing? Stephen Franklin: There's nothing in the literature about that. Vir: Apparently, it's something they only do certain times of the year as part of their religious ceremonies. You may not believe this, but, it was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. I-I-I couldn't make out the words, but I knew it was full of sadness and hope and wonder and a terrible…sense of loss. I-I looked at Londo, and, this is the amazing part…there was a tear running down his face. I said, "Londo, we-we should leave. I mean, this is upsetting you." And he just stood there and listened. And when it was over, he turned to me and he said, "There are 49 gods in our pantheon, Vir. To tell you the tr

Sleeping in Light

Zack Allan: So you hear 'em too, huh? Sheridan: Zack. Ha ha! What the hell are you doing here? I thought you went back to Earth. Allan: Yeah, I did. Got bored. Re-upped about six months ago. I figured I'd be here 'til they turn the lights out.

Sleeping in Light

[whispering] Well…look at that…the sun's coming up…

Sleeping in Light

Ivanova: Babylon 5 was the last of the Babylon stations. There would never be another. It changed the future…and it changed us. It taught us that we have to create the future, or others would do it for us. It showed us that we have to care for one another, because if we don't, who will? And that true strength sometimes comes from the most…unlikely places. Mostly though, I think it gave us hope—that there can always be new beginnings…even for people like us. Ivanova: As for Delenn, every morning for as long as she lived, Delenn got up before dawn and watched the sun come up. ISN newscaster: And now, for those of you that have been archiving this ISN Special Documentary, the people responsible.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

It is said that the future is always born in pain. The history of war is the history of pain. If we are wise what is born of that pain matures into the promise of a better world. Because we learn that we can no longer afford the mistakes of the past.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. But where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with even greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In my life, I have never seen anything like it. They would weep, they would pray, they would say goodbye to their loved ones…and then throw themselves without fear or hesitation at the very face of death itself. Never surrendering. No one who saw them fighting against the inevitable could help but be moved to tears by their courage…their stubborn nobility. When they ran out of ships, they used guns. When they ran out of guns, they used knives and sticks and bare hands. They were magnificent. I only hope, that when it is my time, I may die with half as much dignity as I saw in their eyes at the end. They did this for two years. They never ran out of courage. But in the end…they ran out of time.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

Delenn: What are you doing here? Kosh: Creating the future. Hologram Dukhat: If you are seeing this message, it is because I am dead. I entrust this message to the Vorlons to give it to the right person at the right time. They have come to us in secret and they say that this time, we will need allies. A particular race so far unknown to us, called humans. It is their hope that we find these humans and bring them into the battle on our side. The servants of the Shadows are gathering at Z'ha'dum. Their masters can not be far behind. Finish what I have started. Finish it.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

John Sheridan: Hey I have a message for you. I have a message. I know what is in Dukat's sacred place. omph! Minbari Soldier: Silence! [Striking Sheridan] John Sheridan: I know what is in Dukat's sacred place. omph! Delenn: Stop! What is... in Dukat's sacred place? John Sheridan: Entilzah. Entilzah! Delenn: Let them go. Minbari Soldier: Satai? Delenn: I said, let them go. There has been enough blood spilled this day. Dr. Franklin: Entilzah. What does that mean? G'Kar: The future.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

Delenn: I don't know what to do. Tell me what to do. Kosh: The truth, points to itself. Delenn: What? Kosh: The truth…points to itself. Delenn: I…I don't understand. Ulkesh: You will. Now go. Kosh: Go now. Before it is too late.

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

This is…This is the president. I have just been informed that our midrange military bases at Beta Colony and Proxima 3 have fallen to the Minbari advance. We have lost contact with Io and must conclude that they too have fallen to an advanced force. Our military intelligence believes that Minbari intend to bypass Mars and hit Earth directly, and the attack may come at any time. We have continued to broadcast our surrender and a plea for mercy, and they have not responded. We therefore can only conclude that we stand at the twilight of the Human race. In order to buy more time for our evacuation transports to leave Earth, we ask for support of every ship capable of fighting, to take part in a defense of our homeworld. We will not lie to you. We do not believe survival is a possibility. We believe that anyone who joins this battle, will never come home again. But for every ten minutes we can delay the military advance, several hundred more civilians may have a chance to escape to neutral

Babylon 5: In the Beginning

Why did the Minbari surrender at the Battle of the Line, on the very eve of victory? The answer would change the galaxy forever.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

I was there at the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. It began in the Earth year 2257, with the founding of the last of the Babylon stations, located deep in neutral space. It was a port of call for refugees, smugglers, businessmen, diplomats and travelers from a hundred worlds. It could be a dangerous place, but we accepted the risk because Babylon 5 was our last, best hope for peace. Babylon 5 was a dream given form, a dream of a galaxy without war where species from different worlds could live side by side in mutual respect. Babylon 5 was the last of the Babylon stations. This is its story.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Jeffrey Sinclair: [to a man with a very attractive looking alien woman] I wouldn't. You know the rules about crossing species. Stick with the list. Man: What are you, a bigot or something? Sinclair: No. But obviously, you've never met an Arnassian before. After they finish, they eat their mate.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Delenn: Do you not have files on the Vorlons? Sinclair: Absolutely. Very large files. There's nothing in them, of course. How much do you have? Delenn: More than you, it would seem. Naturally, it's all classified. Sinclair: Naturally. Delenn: [producing a data card] Here is a copy of everything I have. It may be of use. If anyone asks…say it fell from the sky. I imagine I will be quite astonished by this breach of security.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Londo: You're a security chief. Shouldn't you be out…securing something? Michael Garibaldi: I am. I'm securing you.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Londo: It'll be just like the old days, back when we conquered the entire Beta System in nine days! Did I ever tell you that story? Garibaldi: Several times. Londo: We came out of the sky, a veritable cloud of starships…!

Babylon 5: The Gathering

I suppose there'll be a war now, hm? All that running around and shooting one another. You'd think that sooner or later, it would go out of fashion.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

There was a time when this whole quadrant belonged to us! What are we now? Twelve worlds and a thousand monuments to past glories, living off memories and stories…selling trinkets! My god, man, we've become a tourist attraction! "See the great Centauri Republic, open nine to five…Earth time!"

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Sinclair: I was squad team leader when the call came in. We all knew it was a suicide mission. The Minbari had broken through and were closing in. Every ship we had left was ordered to circle Earth. We had to stop them, no matter what it cost. They came at us out of nowhere. We never had a chance. The sky was full of stars, and every star an exploding ship—one of ours. My team was blown out of the sky in less than a minute. Carolyn Sykes: I'm sorry. Sinclair: I managed to take out a fighter before they hit my stabilizers. I was losing power, I'd lost my team. And I figured if I was going to die, I'd take some of them with me. So I targeted one of their heavy cruisers. Hit my afterburners. I was going to ram them head-on. The last thing I remember is hurtling toward that cruiser. Filling my screen, big…my God, so big! Then…something…passed in front of my eyes. I guess I blacked out from the acceleration. When I came to twenty-four hours later, the cruiser was gone. I checked in. They to

Babylon 5: The Gathering

[to Sinclair] There is a hole in your mind.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Delenn: You're all right? Do you need anything? Sinclair: Coffee. Two sugars. Cream. And aspirin. Lots and lots of aspirin!

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Laurel Takashima: So, Doctor, just what did you see when you looked inside that (Vorlon's) suit? Dr. Benjamin Kyle: There are moments in your life when everything crystallizes…and the whole world reshapes itself, right down to its component molecules. And everything changes. I have looked upon the face of a Vorlon, Laurel, and nothing is the same anymore!

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Garibaldi: Think they'll ever find that transmitter you slipped G'Kar? Sinclair: No. because there isn't one. Garibaldi: There isn't? Wait— Sinclair: I lied. I figured if there were a transmitter, sooner or later they'd find it and remove it. But if I just told them there was, they'd keep looking. Indefinitely. Garibaldi: Commander, do you have any idea of the tests they'll put him through, the things they'll do to him trying to find a transmitter that's not there? Sinclair: Yes. Come on. Garibaldi: [smiling] There are some days I love this job.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

Delenn: There is something I've been wondering. Why Babylon 5? If the prior four stations were lost or destroyed, why build another? Sinclair: Plain old human stubbornness, I guess. When something we value is destroyed, we rebuild it. If it's destroyed again, we rebuild it again. And again, and again, and…again, until it stays. That, as our poet Tennyson once said, is the goal: "To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." Delenn: A poet? Sinclair: Someone who writes poems. [She gives him a confused look.] A poem. A story in meter or rhyme. Delenn: [smiling] Ah! "There once was a man from Nantucket." Sinclair: [chuckles] You've been talking to Garibaldi again, haven't you? Delenn: Yes. How did you know? Sinclair: [smiling] Oh, just a wild guess.

Babylon 5: The Gathering

This is Lieutenant Commander Laurel Takashima. Our docking bays stand ready to receive you. Babylon 5 is open for business!

Babylon 5: Thirdspace

Delenn: May I assume that this has nothing to do with you wanting to be the first to unlock whatever secrets this thing brings with it? John Sheridan: Me? When have you ever known me to have a personal agenda? Delenn: John, whenever something comes into our proximity that has to do with the unknown, your eyes light up like two tiny suns. And do you know what words these two tiny lights spell out? Sheridan: What? Delenn: Mine! Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine! Sheridan: Oh, now that is a lie! Delenn: Minbari do not lie. Sheridan: Well then it is slander. Delenn: To be slander, it must be false. That's two down. Sheridan: Well, then it's…it's damned inconvenient. Delenn: The truth always is. Sheridan: Besides…it is mine.

Babylon 5: The River of Souls

Dr. Wolfgang Pauli was a physicist during the late 20th century. Whenever he stepped inside the physics lab, something would go wrong or break down, usually a very expensive piece of equipment. Became kind of a joke with the other doctors, who called it the Pauli effect. According to the story, one day an extremely sensitive and expensive piece of equipment exploded, but he wasn't in the room. So for the first time, they had some proof that the Pauli effect wasn't real. Until they found out that at the exact moment the equipment exploded, he was on a train passing by right in front of the place.

Babylon 5: The River of Souls

Zack Allen: Hey! Michael Garibaldi: What? What am I supposed to do, blind myself here? All right, fine, I'm as offended as you are. But I can see why a lot of guys would rent this particular image. Jacob Mayhew: Actually, it was mainly women.

Babylon 5: The River of Souls

Faith is good. But sometimes faith is blind.

Babylon 5: A Call to Arms

If sometimes dreams come true, then what of our nightmares?

Babylon 5: A Call to Arms

Leonard Anderson: How do you know they have a pouch? John Sheridan: Well. It's not a pouch…exactly. It's their reproductive area. Leonard Anderson: Ugh, why did you have to tell me that? Hey, lady! Dureena! Listen! The only thing valuable I carry on me is my watch! I want you to know that in case that ever comes up in the future. Okay?

Babylon 5: A Call to Arms

Elizabeth Lochley: You're asking the impossible. John Sheridan: Then I am asking the right person.

Babylon 5: A Call to Arms

Those who command the Excalibur will never stop, never give up, and never slow down until a cure is found. And we'll take any help we can get. Wherever and whoever it comes from. Because this is a cause that surpasses borders and difference and distrust. This is a mission about the survival of Earth itself. What we do over the next five years, here, at home, and across the darkness between the stars, will determine whether an entire world will live…or die. It's a fight we can't afford to lose. And we won't. We won't.

Babylon 5: The Legend of the Rangers

We live for The One, we die for The One. But we don't die stupidly.

Babylon 5: The Legend of the Rangers

His concern was for us, not for himself. I know. I saw it in his soul.

Babylon 5: The Legend of the Rangers

Sarah Cantrell: Today's a good day to die. David Martel: Oh, with you every day is a good day to die.

Babylon 5: The Legend of the Rangers

Minister Kafta, this ship is being held together by little pieces of wire and good intentions. If we land in this condition, assuming we do not have an unpleasant encounter with the ground on the way down, I doubt very much they could take off again. They would be trapped with us, and the ship looking for them would find it, find them, find us, find you, a brilliant cascade of cause and effect. Isn't the universe a wonderful place? I wouldn't live anywhere else.

Babylon 5: The Legend of the Rangers

[about to leave the Liandra for Babylon 5] It's quite a place. A place of good times and bad, of pain and growth, but in the end a place of great hope. But if you ever do come aboard, remember one thing: No one there is exactly what he seems. But then, who is?

Legions of Fire: The Long Night of Centauri Prime

Londo Mollari: You are quite brave, do you know that? Girl: I'm not brave. I'm just too tired and hungry and angry to care anymore. Londo Mollari: Perhaps they are not mutually exclusive. Perhaps bravery is simply apathy with delusions of grandeur.