Babylon 5 quotes
561 total quotesAmis: [after waking up in the brig] Oh, God. What did I do this time?
Michael Garibaldi: You don't remember?
Amis: Well, I've found that life is, in general, much easier if I forget most of the things that happen to me.
Garibaldi: You were about to accuse the Centauri ambassador of being in league with the devil...which may not be far from the truth.
Michael Garibaldi: You don't remember?
Amis: Well, I've found that life is, in general, much easier if I forget most of the things that happen to me.
Garibaldi: You were about to accuse the Centauri ambassador of being in league with the devil...which may not be far from the truth.
Ashan: We are not responsible. It was the leaders of our clan who decided to act without asking the Council or anyone else in the government�not us. Yes, it was foolish--
Lennier: No, not foolish. It was tragic.
Lennier: No, not foolish. It was tragic.
Bartender in Downbelow: I've seen all kinds, kid. Seen an alien come through here last week with eight compound eyes and a glass stomach. Two fingers of gin, he's down. Completely unconscious for two full hours, and he wants to do it again. I've seen a naked Pak'ma'ra once. You know that hump on their back? It's not a hump at all, it's a...
Bester [to Franklin]: You're an optimist. Thank you. I had almost forgotten what one of your kind looked like.
Bester: Every race to develop telepaths has had to find some way to control them, through laws, religion, drugs, or extermination. We may not be pretty, but we're a hell of a lot better than the alternatives.
Bester: I was expecting the Captain.
Susan Ivanova: He sent me.
Bester: Did he? He has a better sense of humor than I thought. Please, sit.
Ivanova: I'd rather stand.
Bester: I suspect you'd rather walk out that door and wall me up inside! Do a little re-creation of "The Cask of Amontillado". "For the love of God, Montresor!"
Ivanova: If you get near a point, make it!
Susan Ivanova: He sent me.
Bester: Did he? He has a better sense of humor than I thought. Please, sit.
Ivanova: I'd rather stand.
Bester: I suspect you'd rather walk out that door and wall me up inside! Do a little re-creation of "The Cask of Amontillado". "For the love of God, Montresor!"
Ivanova: If you get near a point, make it!
Bester: Ms. Alexander has no business being here. She's a blip! By all rights, I should arrest her and take her back with me.
John Sheridan: Oh, you could do that. And I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'ma'ra. But...it's an imperfect world, and we never get exactly what we want. So get used to it!
John Sheridan: Oh, you could do that. And I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'ma'ra. But...it's an imperfect world, and we never get exactly what we want. So get used to it!
Bester: My people are in there. And several others just tried to kill me, but then, what family doesn't have its difficulties?
Bester: Of all the things in life I could drown in�love, music, the eyes of another�crocodile tears are the least appealing.
Bester: Oh, come on, doctor, we have a history here. Tell the truth. You don't want me here a second more than I want to be here.
Stephen Franklin: Personally, no. But as a doctor I have to treat all of my patients equally. Even the annoying, self-righteous ones with self-important delusions of godhood.
Bester: Thank you. I feel far more at home now.
Stephen Franklin: Personally, no. But as a doctor I have to treat all of my patients equally. Even the annoying, self-righteous ones with self-important delusions of godhood.
Bester: Thank you. I feel far more at home now.
Bester: Would it interest you to know that I'm married, Mr. Garibaldi? That I have a five-year-old daughter? That on Sundays when I'm back home, we pack a picnic lunch and go out under the dome on Syria Planum and watch the stars come out? Hardly the description of a monster.
Michael Garibaldi: [applauds sarcastically] Smooth! You're getting good at this. Keep working on it, and one of these days I might even be convinced that you're human.
Michael Garibaldi: [applauds sarcastically] Smooth! You're getting good at this. Keep working on it, and one of these days I might even be convinced that you're human.
Bo:' Sure looks pretty (referring to a White Star)
Mack: You think?
Bo: Hell yeah, what do you think?
Mack: Me? I always thought they looked like plucked chickens. Hey, it's not my fault they were designed that way.
Mack: You think?
Bo: Hell yeah, what do you think?
Mack: Me? I always thought they looked like plucked chickens. Hey, it's not my fault they were designed that way.
Byron: At the moment of death there is a passing of energy, an explosion of consciousness. It permeates everything in close proximity... your clothes, jewelry... anything. We can still feel him - what he was, what he did, his hopes, and fears, and expectations. It's still there for a minutes, then it will disappear... joining him in silence.
Byron (looking at an alien helmet) A fellow of infinite jest... I knew him Horatio.
Mack: It's Mack, actually.
Mack: It's Mack, actually.