Babylon 5

Londo: Now, if I may ask, does this torment end when you leave, or am I going to have to spend the rest of my life paying for one little mistake? Elric: Oh, I'm afraid you have to spend the rest of your life paying for your mistakes. Not this one of course, it's trivial, I have withdrawn the spell, but there will be others. Londo: What are you talking about? Elric: You are touched by darkness, Ambassador. I see it as a blemish that will grow with time. I could warn you of course, but you would not listen. I could kill you, but someone would take your place. So I do the only thing I can, I go.

Elric: There is a storm coming up, black and terrible storm.

Vir: Londo, they are going away. Money doesn't matter to them. Power doesn't matter to them. Londo: Money and power always matter.

Sheridan: The Universe doesn't give you any points for doing things that are easy.

Londo: What you are asking could be considered treason. Lord Refa: Or the first step in restoring our people to their rightful place in the galaxy. Depending on who writes the history books. I think it will be us.

Garibaldi: What the hell kind of a security chief am I supposed to be if I can't see something like that? Franklin: You can't be expected to know everything. Garibaldi: Yes I can. I could've known and I should've known. And now, I .. I just don't know if I'm any damn use to anybody anymore. I keep asking myself what qualifies me to take back my job and .. I haven't got an answer. I wish the hell I did.

Elric: As I look at you, Ambassador Molari, I see a great hand reaching out of the stars. The hand is your hand. And I hear sounds -- the sounds of billions of people calling your name. Londo: My followers? Elric: Your victims.

Sheridan: What was it (Elric) said? Dreamers, shapers, singers, makers. Part of me says we'll not see their like again and the part of me that still believe in the magic says don't be so sure.

(to Garibaldi) Sheridan: So, in other words, you're perfect for the job because you're paranoid and compulsive. Franklin: Or compulsive and paranoid. Garibaldi: Who told you to say that?

Green Drazi: Green must fight Purple, Purple must fight Green. Is no other way. Ivanova: Just my luck - I get stuck with a race that speaks only in macros.

Green Drazi: Rules of combat older than contact with other races. Did not mention aliens. Rules change caught up in committee. Not come through yet. Ivanova: Yeah, bureaucracy. Tell me about it.

Elric: You don't frighten easily. Vir: I work for Ambassador Mollari. After a while nothing bothers you.

Londo: Vir, do you believe in fate? Vir: Well, actually, I believe there are currents in the Universe, eddies and tides that pull us one way or the other. Some we have to fight, some we have to embrace. Unfortunately the currents that we have to fight look exactly like the currents we have to embraces. The currents that we think are ones that are going to make us stronger they're the ones that are going to destroy us. And the ones that we think are going to destroy us, they're the ones that make us stronger. Now the other current... Londo: Vir. Yes or no? Vir: Yes, you know, somewhat.

Elric: [describing Technomages] We are dreamers, shapers, singers, and makers. We study the mysteries of laser and circuit, crystal and scanner, holographic demons and invocations of equations. These are the tools we employ, and we know many things. Fourteen words to make someone fall in love with you forever, seven words to make them go without pain, how to say goodbye to a friend who is dying, how to be poor, how to be rich, how to rediscover dreams when the world has stolen them from you.

(after breaking her leg) Ivanova: Now you can give me something for the pain. Where were you when I was going through puberty?