Babylon 5

Lennier: Woo-hoo?

Garibaldi: He's not what he appears to be! Give it up, will you.

Delenn: If you could look any more unhappy, please do not tell me. There are some things I would rather not know.

Ivanova: Everyone's entitled to a fresh start. Smuggler You're even willing to forget about the business... Ivanova: Yes, even though it did make Mr. Garibaldi's hair fall out. You had no way of knowing what was in that bottle. That's my story and I'm sticking to it, just in case he asks.

Marcus: Just my luck. The first time in my life I am a war hero and nobody knows about it. And worst of all, I'm married to you. Franklin: Well that's not my idea. Marcus: Ooo... you say that now. Tell that to your mother! She never stopped calling us about it. So when's the big day. I've got to pick out patterns. Your father's not going to live forever, and on and on and on and on.

Captain Jack: Lyta had a little Vorlon. Her skin was pale as snow. And everywhere that Lyta went, her Vorlon was sure to go.

Captain Jack: Me, I go for insta-heats.

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: Oh. Well, then I assume this enforced vacation is to begin immediately. Ivanova: Started when I walked in that door.

Ivanova: Speaking of which, as of now I'm relieving you of command. Sheridan: Ivanova, your sense of humor has always been on the edge of good taste, but... Ivanova: I'm serious, John. Sheridan: 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.