[Ivanova hands Sheridan a teddy bear from the new gift shop.]
Sheridan: Ba-Bear-lon 5? Oh, he's a cute one. [Notices the initials on the shirt.] J.S.?
Ivanova: John Sheridan.
Sheridan: Oh, this is supposed to be me? [Suddenly turns grim.] I want it off my station. I want 'em all off my station. I want the whole place yanked out, boxed up, and shipped out by 0800 tomorrow. Is that clear?
Ivanova: I'll get right on it.
Sheridan: Oh, and...[Takes the bear.]
...
[Warren Keffer responds to a report of a UFO outside the station.]
C&C: Babylon Control to Zeta-One. Any trace of that unidentified object?
Warren Keffer: Negative, Babylon Control. I don't see a...
[Said teddy bear hits his Starfury's viewport for a moment before drifting away again.]
C&C: Zeta-One, have you encountered unidentified object? Can you describe it?
Keffer: Negative, Babylon Control. I don't think so. Not on a bet. Heading back to the barn.

[Ivanova has been kidnapped by the Green Drazi.]
Ivanova: What does it take to get through to you? You're making a mistake of galactic proportions! Assaulting an Earth Alliance officer, attempting mass murder...!
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.

[Ivanova has recruited Brother Theo and his monks to help locate a bomber.]
Garibaldi: May I be the first to say that this is the nuttiest idea you've ever had.
Susan Ivanova: Thank you.

[Ivanova holographically observes Sheridan being seduced by Julie Musante]
Susan Ivanova: Good luck, Captain. I think you're about to go where...everyone has gone before. [N]

[Ivanova insists she does not need a translator to command a Minbari-crewed White Star.]
Susan Ivanova: [in Minbari] Engines at full...high power hatrack ratcatcher to port weapons...brickbat lingerie!
Marcus Cole: It's...
Delenn: Um, very good!
Marcus: Bit of an accent. But yes, very good.
Delenn: But it is not enough to speak Minbari; you must also think in our language.
Marcus: It can take a few seconds to translate an order. And we all know a lot can happen in a few seconds: Crash, boom, burn.
Delenn: Exactly. So Marcus will accompany you.
Ivanova: [protesting] That's not...
Delenn: [to Marcus] Do you mind?
Marcus: Not at all. Love to.
[Ivanova sees she's beaten.]
Ivanova: All right. Meet me early in the morning, or I'm leaving without you. [She stalks off.]
Marcus: [calling after her] I'll be there!
Delenn: Tell the crew that if anyone laughs, they will answer to me personally.

[Ivanova is trying to get help from the Great Machine in setting up the Voice of the Resistance.]
Susan Ivanova: I'm trying to put together a facility to broadcast messages back home and to the other colonies. We've got all of the pieces we need, but�
Zathras: But not having enough power to reach far places! Yes, Zathras understand. Everyone always coming to Zathras with problems. Big responsibility but Zathras does not mind. Zathras trained in crisis management.
Ivanova: That's great, but�
Zathras: But only Zathras have no one to talk to. No one manages poor Zathras, you see. So Zathras talks to dirt. Or to walls, or talks to ceilings. But dirt is closer. Dirt is used to everyone walking on it. Just like Zathras. But we have come to like it. It is our role. It is our destiny in the universe. So, you see, sometimes dirt has insects in it. And Zathras likes insects. Not so good for conversation, but much protein for diet. Hmmm, huh, huh, very good! - Zathras fix now. Come, this way.

[Ivanova issues careful orders to B5 fighters for avoiding order-spoofing from EarthGov.]
David Corwin: So from now on, I guess the operational phrase is "trust no one".
Susan Ivanova: No. Trust Ivanova, trust yourself. Anybody else, shoot 'em!

[Ivanova passes the alien questionnaire results to Corwin.]
Susan Ivanova: Check these figures again, make sure they came through the translator okay? I don't want to get killed because of a typo. It'd be embarrassing.

[Ivanova preempts Sheridan's belated revelation of the Rangers by detailing what he was going to say.]
Ivanova: Captain, the day something happens around here and I don't know about it, worry.

[Ivanova rants about EarthGov's decision to sell B5 merchandise.]
Susan Ivanova: Welcome to Babylon 5, the last, best hope for a quick buck!
John Sheridan: Commander--
Ivanova: Oh, this is demeaning! I mean, we're not some...some deep-space franchise! This station is about something. [N]

[Ivanova talks to her father for the last time]
Andrei Ivanov: Is that you, Susan?
Susan Ivanova: Yes.
Andrei Ivanov: Oh dear God! I never thought I'd see your face again. It makes this easier. Susan, I know I haven't been the best of fathers to you. But when your mother passed on and your brother was killed in the war I was too wrapped up in my own grief to pay attention to your needs. And when you joined EarthForce against my wishes...
Ivanova: You don't have to say this, Father.
Andrei Ivanov: Yes, Yes I must. There's no more time. I want you to know how proud I am of you, Susan. I always have been. But a father should give his daughter love as well as respect, and in that I failed you. I'm sorry, I'm ashamed. Forgive me.
[she nods her head]
Andrei Ivanov: Thank you, dushenka moya.
Ivanova: "Little soul." You haven't called me that for...Papa!

[Ivanova tries to sell smugglers on running EarthGov's blockade.]
Susan Ivanova: We'll upgrade your data systems, and supercharge your engines! And, if you have an accident, we'll repair your ships. And sooner or later, your ships will have accidents.
Smuggler #1: My pilots don't have accidents.
Ivanova: They will. I'll see to it.
Smuggler #1: You wouldn't!
Ivanova: Really? I've got a 200-megawatt pulse cannon in the forward cargo bay that says otherwise.

[Keffer is describing a Shadow vessel to a fellow pilot, who has seen the same thing.]
Lt. Warren Keffer: It was jet black. A shade of black so deep your eye just kinda slides off it. And it shimmered when you looked at it. A spider big as death and twice as ugly. And when it flies past, it's like you hear a scream in your mind.

[Lantze surprises the B5 staff with the true purpose of his visit.]
Frederick Lantze: I'm here to sign a non-aggression treaty with the Centauri. Before I leave here, there will be an Earth-Centauri alliance that will guarantee peace for Earth. We will, at last, know peace in our time.

[last lines of the episode]
Laurel Takashima: This is Lieutenant Commander Laurel Takashima. Our docking bays stand ready to receive you. Babylon 5 is open for business!