- Lorien: Only those whose lives are brief can imagine that love is eternal. You should embrace that remarkable illusion. It may be the greatest gift your race has ever received.
- Morden: So what are you going to do, Mollari? Huh? Blow up the island.
- Londo Mollari: Actually, now that you mention it.
- [reveals a remote detonator]
- Morden: Noooooo!
- [Londo blows up the island]
- Capt. John Sheridan: It's a new age, Delenn. A third age.
- Delenn: Why third?
- Capt. John Sheridan: Well, we began in chaos, too primitive to make our own decisions. Then we were manipulated by forces from outside that thought *they* knew what was best for us. And now, - Now we're finally standing on our own.
- Capt. John Sheridan: Morning gentlemen, this is your wake up call.
- [detonates a couple bombs, destroying Vorlon, and Shadow Vessels]
- Lyta Alexander: Captain?
- Capt. John Sheridan: Hmmm?
- Lyta Alexander: They're pissed.
- [last lines]
- Delenn: Strange. The galaxy seems somehow smaller now that the First Ones are gone forever.
- Capt. John Sheridan: Feels like the magic's gone.
- Delenn: No. Not gone. Now we make our own magic. Now we create our own legends. Now we build the future. Now we stop...
- Capt. John Sheridan: Being afraid... of Shadows.
- [in the Centauri throneroom, Palace Guards kill the Shadows accompanying Mr. Morden, which takes heavy fire from their special weapons]
- Londo Mollari: [looking at the collateral damage] I will have to have that painted over, I suppose.
- Vir Cotto: I think you should feel happy.
- Londo Mollari: Yes perhaps. But every time I have been happy the universe has conspired to do something nasty to me.
- Lyta Alexander: I've heard that some of the Vorlons would be within striking distance of Centauri Prime about the same time we reach Coriana 6. So... why are we here instead of there?
- Marcus Cole: 6 billion lives on Coriana. 3 billion lives on Centauri Prime. We have enough ships to make a stand at one of them, so which do you choose? It's numbers - cold, unsympathetic numbers. Let's just hope we pulled enough of the Vorlons away to give the Centauri a chance, or if they've gotten rid of any Shadow influences by now. Otherwise, I wouldn't give you 2 cents for their chances.
- [first lines]
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: Commander's personal log: We're still searching for First Ones to use in our war with the Vorlons and the Shadows. There's less that 24 hours left before everything hits the fan...
- Londo Mollari: [Upon realizing to his outrage that Mr. Morden and his associates had been manipulating him for some time to serve their interests, including murdering his one love to do so] He played me! He played me like a puppet!