Babylon 5 Season 5 Episode 6

G'Kar: I want the aisle seat.
Londo: Oh, no, no, no. You sit on the inside. I want the aisle.
G'Kar: If you sit on the aisle, I cannot protect you.
Londo: But .. I don't like the inside. It's too cramped. I become nauseous.
G'Kar: I'll make sure they have a supply of space sickness bags.

Bester: Just keep an eye on them, Captain. Don't trust them for a second, because, sooner or later, they will turn on you. You know all about that, don't you, Byron?

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: A Narn in the Centauri Royal Court? Ha Ha Ha! It is a curiously satisfying image, Delenn.

Lochley: Now, I don't actually like him, and I sure as hell don't trust him, but so far he hasn't done anything unpleasant to me. I'm sure he will, because this place seems to bring that out in everyone, but until then, I have an obligation to be courteous.
Garibaldi: And I have an obligation to shove his face through a bulkhead.
Lochley: Your hobbies are your concern, Mr. Garibaldi. Just do it where I can't see it, and do it quietly.

Lochley: What the hell is your problem?
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.

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: 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?

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

Lochley : How am I doing so far?
Sheridan: Annoyingly logical.
Lochley : Thank you.
Sheridan: It wasn't a compliment.

G'Kar: I do not feel as if I am doing enough for the Alliance, Delenn.
Delenn: Be careful, G'Kar. When the universe hears you say something like that, it tends to answer in the most surprising ways.

Byron: The willow is deceptively strong. It bends, but it does not break. Its roots are deep and can withstand the worst storm. It promises rest, and shade, and cool breezes to those who would find rest beneath it. You have become my willow. and we have all found shelter in your kindness.

Zack : That's got to be a great feeling; Emperor Mollari the First.
Londo: The Second.
Zack : There was one before you?
Londo: Yes. Long ago. He, too, ended badly.
Zack : Now, come on, you've got your whole life ahead of you. Why would you say a thing like that?
Londo: Because I know. My people always know. I don't know why, or how, or where, but I can feel it to the very core of my being, Mr. Allan. This is where it begins to go badly for all of us.

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