- Captain John Sheridan: Full power! Give me everything you've got!
- Lennier: If I were holding anything back I would tell you.
- [last lines]
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: Monitor on, find ISN.
- ISN Anchor: And to confirm earlier reports, President Clark has signed a decree today declaring martial law throughout Earth Central citing threats to planetary security. He's expected to provide information to support this action at a closed meeting of the full Earth Senate tomorrow. We repeat, Earth is now under martial law.
- [first lines]
- Michael Garibaldi: You know, I've been stuck in this tin can for three years. I haven't taken a vacation. Okay, okay, it's my fault, I had the leave coming, I just didn't take it. And the pay sucks, I knew that when I signed on! And nobody said I'd survive the job! Now, I give you all that. But where in my contract does it say I have to eat the same food... every day... for three years.
- Capt. John Sheridan: Paragraph 47, subsection 19, clause 9A. You can find it in the index under S.U.A.E.I.
- Michael Garibaldi: S.U.A.E.I.?
- Capt. John Sheridan, Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: Shut Up And Eat It.
- G'Kar: Two weeks down, six to go before I've repaid my debt to society for attacking Mollari. I've taken the opportunity provided by my incarceration to meditate, think, even to sing.
- [...]
- Michael Garibaldi: You know what's odd? You seem, I don't know, happier in here than you were out there.
- G'Kar: In here, Mr. Garibaldi, you cannot hide from yourself. Everything out there has only one purpose. To distract ourselves from what is truly important.
- Marcus Cole: [giving his report to Ivanova] And according to one of our units on the border of Centauri space, they've continued massing their fleet. We don't know why. Maybe they expect a counterattack. It's hard to say.
- [notices she's not listening]
- Marcus Cole: And they have much to be concerned about. There's always the threat of an attack by, say, a giant space dragon, the kind that eats the sun once a month. It's a nuisance, but what can you expect from reptiles? Did I mention my nose is on fire, and that I have 15 wild badgers living in my trousers?
- [she gives him a look]
- Marcus Cole: I'm sorry, would you prefer ferrets?
- Cook: Excuse me, Commander
- [she places a covered tray with a note on top of it and whispers something in Ivanova's ear. Ivanova reads the note and gives an exasperated sigh]
- Michael Garibaldi: What, what what what?
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: It's nothing
- Capt. John Sheridan: [leans a bit closer to the tray] I smell bacon and eggs.
- Michael Garibaldi: Get outta here, do you know how hard it is to get eggs up here before they spoil? I have tried, it can't be-
- [he sniffs the air around the tray]
- Michael Garibaldi: Yeah... bacon and eggs, definitely.
- [he lifts the lid to find some strips of real bacon and a mound of scrambled eggs. Both he and Sheridan let out expressions of awe]
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: It's from Marcus.
- [Sheridan and Garibaldi exchange looks]
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: It's nothing like that, I did him a favor. I got him an Identicard so he could use some of the facilities on the station. He asked what he could do for me in return, I said 'Surprise me'.
- Michael Garibaldi: I can get anchovies, I can get olive oil, anything that doesn't spoil, I haven't seen a fresh chicken egg in over three years... I mean, cooked or otherwise.
- Capt. John Sheridan: And bacon? Forget it!
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: [Letting out another sigh and looking slightly guilty] Look... if you want it, it's yours.
- Michael Garibaldi: Oh no we wouldn't dream of it.
- Capt. John Sheridan: Go on, eat.
- Michael Garibaldi: We'll just sit right here.
- Capt. John Sheridan: Uh-huh. And watch.
- Cmdr. Susan Ivanova: [Shaking her head in embarrassment] I'm gonna kill him. After breakfast... if I can find him.