Babylon 5

Sheridan: Who are you? Justin: Who decides that the workday is from nine to five instead of eleven to four? Who decides that the hemlines will be below the knee this year, and short again next year? Who draws up the borders, controls the currency, handles all of the decisions that happen transparently around us? Sheridan: I don't know. Justin: Ahhh... I am with them. Same group, different department. Think of me as a sort of middle man. And the name is Justin.

Delenn: John, you must believe me. I didn't know she was alive. We assumed that she had died with the rest of the crew of the Icarus. That only Morden had survived. Sheridan: And had you known, would you have told me? Delenn: It would depend. It would depend on what she had become. Z'Ha'Dum is the homeworld of the Shadows. No one leaves there the same as they arrived. Sheridan: You would've denied me the right to make that choice? How can you say that, and expect me to ever trust you again? Delenn: John... I do love you. If you believe nothing else I ever say, please... Please believe that.

Anna Sheridan: Don't you wanna know what it's all about? What it's really all about? I can do that. All you have to do is come with me. John Sheridan: Where? Anna Sheridan: Where else? To Z'Ha'Dum.

Garibaldi: I'll take care of... [Garibaldi takes a look at the instructions Sheridan just gave him] Garibaldi: Son of a bitch! Sheridan: It's against regulations to address a senior officer in those terms, Mr Garibaldi.

G'Kar: It was the end of the Earth year 2260 and the war had paused suddenly and unexpectedly. All around us, it was as if the universe were holding its breath...waiting. All of life can be broken down into moments of transition...or moments of revelation. This had the feeling of both.

G'Quon wrote, "There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way." The war we fight is not against powers and principalities. It is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope...the death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender.

The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.

Justin: Back, a million years ago, there were forces prowling around the galaxy, beyond anything that we could understand. And, like anything else, most of them outgrew this little corner of the universe and headed off toward greener pastures. Now two of them stayed behind. Shepherds, you might call them. They wanted to look after the younger races. Bring them around, help them evolve into something better. Morden: One of these was the Vorlons, the other was what you call the Shadows. Justin: The Vorlons are like your parents I suppose. They want you to play nice, be in your room, do it by the rules. I guess you could call them Lords Of Order. Anna: The others, the ones who live here, believe that strength only comes from conflict. They want to release our potential, not bottle it up. Justin: It's really simple. You bring two sides together, they fight. A lot of them die. But those who survive are stronger, smarter and better. Morden: It's like knocking over an anthill. Every new generation gets stronger, the anthill gets redesigned, made better. Sheridan: So, that's what the Shadows do. Come out every few thousand years and kick over all the anthills. Start wars, destroy entire races. Justin: A few get lost along the way, yes, and that's unfortunate. I don't think it was ever easy. But you can't let that get in the way of the dream.

Delenn: The humans have a saying: "What is past, is prologue"