- Elizabeth Lochley: Who was your old hero?
- Gideon: Truthfully? John Sheridan.
- Elizabeth Lochley: John Sheridan? No kidding.
- Gideon: Were you ever under him?
- [Lochley chokes on her drink.]
- Gideon: *Married*? You're telling me some guy actually managed to land you. Got you to lower your defenses enough to commit, and then let you get away? God, he must be the biggest loser in the galaxy.
- Elizabeth Lochley: Oh, major loser. They don't come any bigger.
- Gideon: Loser have a name?
- Elizabeth Lochley: John Sheridan.
- [Gideon spits out his drink.]
- Gideon: All these precautions are nice, but ...
- Elizabeth Lochley: "Nice?" Captain Gideon, "security" happens to be my middle name.
- Gideon: Yeah, that's all well and good, but just in case your last name is "Breach" it won't hurt for me to double check.
- Elizabeth Lochley: Double check?
- Elizabeth Lochley: Do you believe in God?
- Gideon: Captain, I have five years to cure the Drakh plague. Do I believe in God? I'll get back to you on that in five years and one day.
- Dureena Nafeel: Gods, I am drowning in testosterone.
- Max Eilerson: Well, luckily for you, you're equipped with floatation devices.
- Gideon: You are the most double-talking, suspicious, second-guessing individual I have ever seen... since the last time I looked into a mirror.
- Elizabeth Lochley: You know what you are?
- Gideon: Ruggedly handsome?
- Elizabeth Lochley: A control freak.
- Gideon: Can't I be both?
- [first lines]
- Elizabeth Lochley: I need specifics, Lt. Carr. Your saying you've got it covered isn't enough.
- Lieutenant Carr: It's enough, Captain, if I really do have it covered.
- Elizabeth Lochley: Drawing conclusions isn't your job, Lieutenant, it's mine. You present me with the facts, I draw the conclusions...
- [last lines]
- Max Eilerson: Anyway, Christ came to tell us to love one another, and the last 2,200 years, we've spent killing each other on how he said it? When you become obsessed with the enemy, you become the enemy.
- Dureena Nafeel: [to Trace Miller] I'm starting to agree with him, and that's more than I can bear. Would you care to dance?
- Trace Miller: Love to.
- Max Eilerson: One man's lunatic is another man's saint or holy martyr. In the words of T.S. Eliot, "Saint and martyr rule from the tomb."
- Dureena Nafeel: You know, on my world, it was considered great evil to even try to presume to speak on behalf of the universe.