- Mack: That's why I like Sheridan. Always have. A lot of these bigwigs, they're only worried about protecting their own skin. Sheridan, he's down in the trenches with everybody else.
- [...]
- Mack: You don't see that very often.
- Bo: Very true. He's a good man.
- Mack: Yeah, a good man.
- Bo: I heard he was dead once.
- Mack: Yeah, well, nobody's perfect.
- Delenn: What if the station falls?
- President John Sheridan: Then, as you said to me once, "I'll see you again in the place where no shadows fall."
- Mack: My mother used to tell me: "God knows the age of every tree and the color of every flower. And he knows just how wide your shoulders are. And he'll never give you anything to carry that's bigger than you can handle."
- Bo: Then maybe that's what this whole place is about. Maybe that's what you have to do to get by in a place like this.
- Mack: And what's that?
- Bo: Grow bigger shoulders.
- [first lines]
- Capt. Elizabeth Lochley: [answering link] Lochley, go.
- Lt. David Corwin: We've got something on the long-range hyperspace probes, Captain.
- Capt. Elizabeth Lochley: Is it them?
- Lt. David Corwin: It could be. They destroyed the probe before we could get much information.
- Capt. Elizabeth Lochley: On my way.
- Mack: Captain Lochley! Uh, I know you're new here and all, but I just wanted to say, uh, you're okay in my book, ma'am.
- [last lines]
- Delenn: Hello, Mack, Bo.
- 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.
- Bo: So will you come on?
- Mack: Yeah. - So lunch?
- Bo: Sure, I'll treat. How about some spoo?
- Mack: At 15 credits an ounce? You're out of your...
- Londo Mollari: [Comments the bombing of Babylon 5] You seem rather calm about all of this.
- G'Kar: When I was a child, your people decided that the rebellion by my people needed to be discouraged. So your people bombed seven of our major cities for six straight days, 31 hours a day. You thought you could bomb us into submission. It didn't work then, and it didn't work later. We spent our days in shelters we made ourselves. We sang songs. We prayed. We ate. We slept. I spent my life in one such shelter or another. I will tell you the truth, Mollari. This is probably the closest thing I have to a home.
- Londo Mollari: Yes, well, don't start singing. You'll frighten the children. We have enough misery to deal with as it is. We don't need to add more.