- Tyr Anasazi: What would you like, Jaguar?
- Charlemagne Bolivar: The usual. Hundreds of grandchildren, utter domination of known space and the pleasure of hearing that all of my enemies have died in terrible, highly improbable accidents that cannot be connected to me. And you?
- Tyr Anasazi: [Laughs] The usual.
- Dylan Hunt: You'll have to forgive Andromeda, she's a stickler for protocol. You see, you weren't on our guest list.
- Charlemagne Bolivar: My aide de camp's fault, no doubt. I'll make sure he's properly shot. Still, I would hate to let a minor diplomatic faux pas ruin this once in a lifetime opportunity.
- Dylan Hunt: Which is?
- Charlemagne Bolivar: This Commonwealth of yours. Sign me up.
- Dylan Hunt: And you explained it to them, politely?
- Beka Valentine: I even used one-syllable words.
- Dylan Hunt: Ah, condescension.
- Beka Valentine: That's four syllables.
- Charlemagne: Emergency? You mean in the event that the command deck crew was reduced to a fine red mist and splattered across the walls in a bloody mural?
- Dylan Hunt: That would qualify, yes.
- Hohne: Fascinating. And do such emergencies happen with a degree of frequency or are they a rare occurrence?
- Dylan Hunt: Not as rare as I would like. Hello, Mr. Harper. Anything I need to know?
- Harper: Not a thing. You're the Captain, all-seeing, all-knowing. It's fine.
- Dylan Hunt: That is a very persuasive offer. I'm surprised that Elsabeth didn't make it herself.
- Charlemagne Bolivar: She's pregnant with our first child, and before you start feeling paternal: I checked. It's mine.
- Charlemagne: Kodiak pride... Did it ever occur to you people that maybe you take this physical perfection thing a little bit too seriously?
- Dylan Hunt: Go easy on that stuff, Trance. It is for the guests.
- Trance Gemini: I was just...
- Dylan Hunt: I was just kidding. Enjoy yourself.
- Trance Gemini: You know, since we've got a little bit of time here, we might as well find a good way to spend it. I know. I've got this really great game. It's called "Harper Tells Trance Everything So She Can Save His Miserable Life." Would you like to play?
- Harper: I hate you.
- Trance Gemini: You're just saying that.
- Trance Gemini: Harper? How much do you remember from the last time that stuff was in your brain?
- Harper: This isn't about Satrina, is it? You want to know if there are things in that Library about mysterious purple babes with pointy tails?
- Trance Gemini: I don't have a tail.
- Harper: Not anymore.
- Trance Gemini: Harper, please. If there is anything in that Library about me, I have to know it.
- Harper: I'll tell you what I remember. I remember this temple with gold etchings, statues, silk wall hangings, even. And all of this on a backwater world that I don't think even exists anymore. Or, maybe the world does exist, but I don't think the civilization exists anymore. Anyway, the point is, there were all these people worshipping a naked purple goddess, and you might say they were a little entranced.
- Trance Gemini: That could mean anything. Maybe they like purple. Or, maybe, your memory is even hazier than you thought.
- Harper: Yeah, but that doesn't explain why you reacted the way you did when I sang one of their hymns. Remember this little ditty?
- Trance Gemini: Shush. Harper, you are my best friend, and because you are my friend, I really need you to listen to me: do not look at the Archive.
- Harper: You know Trance, I liked it better when I thought you were harmless.
- Trance Gemini: Yeah, me too.