Andromeda

Beka: You're making it really hard not to shoot you.

Dylan: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Rev, and this all looks butt-ugly to me.

Rev Bem: The Abyss will give you a choice: the Magog or frozen eternity. Dylan: I don't care what choice the Abyss gives me. I'm here to kick it's butt.

Rev Bem: Dylan! The doors! Dylan: Open says me.

Rev Bem: Trance, I have a confession to make. I've always known what you are.

Trance: Dylan, this time, were you afraid? Dylan: I'm afraid of losing you and the crew. Trance: A moment of vunerability from our captain.

Rev Bem: You cling to hope, like a lamb being dragged to slaughter, hoping maybe the butcher might drop the rope.

Rev Bem: If you can survive this day, history will take a new course.

Saguro: We should make babies together. Harper: You two, out. Rommie: No. Trance: Whatever.