Crusade

Eilerson: Good in theory, lousy in practice - it implies that I'm expendable. I am many things. I am bright, personable, charismatic, and not a bad dancer, but expendable? No.

Eilerson: Where are you going? Gideon: To follow a friend into Hell.

Galen: Look Matthew. To those of us in my order, another Technomage is the only family we have. Then, after I was... asked to leave the order as a penalty for having to much contact with the outside, I came to rely on you and on the others and on this place. Perhaps more than I should have.

Galen: Have you ever wondered why there are so many dead worlds out there? Let me tell you why. It's because despite the best advise of people who know what they are talking about; other people insist on doing the most massively stupid things.

Galen: There are good planets and there are bad planets. There are healthy planets and unhealthy planets. There are safe planets and dangerous planets. This place is known to every Technomage as a bad place, a deceased, dangerous place. Eilerson: You talk like that planet is alive? Galen: Everything is alive, in its way. Have you ever been in an empty house and felt an oppressiveness, a shadow on the soul? Now multiply that by a billion times, and that is fairly radiating from this planet.

Galen: I want you to know, this thing [probe] just made a very large dent in my ship! Did you ever think about looking outside, before you start throwing things overboard? Gideon: Maybe next time, you'll let us know when you coming.

Galen: Clear me for docking. Put away the breakables. Turn on the landing lights. I'm coming in.