- Tyr Anasazi: I'm proud of you.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: Why?
- Tyr Anasazi: You're thinking like a Nietzschean.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: If I were thinking like a Nietzschean, I'd kill you.
- Tyr Anasazi: Why don't you?
- Captain Dylan Hunt: Because my mission is to restore civilization. And if I can't persuade you, a member of my own crew, how can I win over the rest of the galaxy?
- Tyr Anasazi: Just when I thought you'd controlled your blind idealism, you say something like that. So, are you... endeavoring to trust me, then?
- Captain Dylan Hunt: I trust Tyr... to be Tyr.
- Tyr Anasazi: During the uprising, it was a common Nietzschean tactic to capture High Guard officers and use them as human shields against their own ships.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: And you think that's Guderian's intention?
- Tyr Anasazi: I'm certain of it.
- Rev Bem: Hmm... The first officer of your ship.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: More than that. My friend... He was supposed to be the best man at my wedding and then he betrayed me. Because I trusted him, the Nietzschean invasion got past my ship and the Commonwealth was destroyed. I lost my crew, my family, my friends... my fiancé. I lost the time and age I belonged to, Rev. Hell, I lost civilization itself.
- Rev Bem: And now you're wondering is it worth reaching out to Nietzscheans?
- Captain Dylan Hunt: They're genetically engineered to be paranoid and selfish and treacherous. Am I right to be prejudiced?
- Rev Bem: As a Magog, my own genes predispose me to slaughter indiscriminately, eat my victims, lay eggs in the paralyzed bodies of sentient beings. I think if you were truly prejudiced, you would have shot me on sight.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: It's not the same. You're a Wayist. You're the most peaceful person I know.
- Rev Bem: Ah, then in each species, no matter how horrible, there's room for improvement. You don't have to forget. You don't even have to forgive. But you must look for the good in the beings you encounter. Otherwise, your restored Commonwealth will be founded on distrust, and it will be over before it even begins.
- Trance Gemini: I think our friend is ready to join her fleet.
- Rev Bem: The Than Hegemony also expresses its gratitude to the Commonwealth for ridding its sector of Nietzschean criminals. They respect us as a force for peace in the galaxy.
- Trance Gemini: You got what you wanted.
- Captain Dylan Hunt: Not really, but it's a start.
- [last lines]
- Olma: On the one hand, he won. He outsmarted us all, including Gudereian. He is a worthy father. On the other hand, he betrayed us. He abandoned you. And killing us would be less painful than what we must now endure. He is an unworthy husband. The decision is yours.
- Seamus Harper: How is the bug?
- Beka Valentine: The Than. Try to be polite to our guest.
- Trance Gemini: She should be clicking and popping by the end of the week. Why do you ask?
- Seamus Harper: That would disable our sensors. We'd be blinder than a Nightsider in sunshine.
- Tyr Anasazi: Unavoidable, I'm afraid.
- Seamus Harper: Don't tell me you're considering this! We may as well poke out our own eyes with knitting needles, or just ram our heads...
- Captain Dylan Hunt: Thank you for your input, Mr. Harper.
- [first lines]
- [Andromeda looking at her face in a monitor]
- Seamus Harper: [entering] You're welcome.
- Andromeda Ascendant: For what?
- Seamus Harper: The lips. I, uh, spent a lot of time getting those just the right shape, right texture.
- Andromeda Ascendant: Hmm. How very thoughtful of you.
- Seamus Harper: Why? You don't like 'em?
- Andromeda Ascendant: No. No, I do. They're very... lip-like.