Opening Narration: There was a moment in time when those who were brilliant and powerful also were playful, and when they took recess from their exhausting and magnificent strides toward glory, they replenished their darker passions with fun and games. On the planet Earth, such pastimes have been civilized, and drained of all but their last few drops of blood.
The Senator: Never turn your back on the enemy, Mr. Benson. I thought you'd have learned that grisly fact by now.
The Senator: You are not dead. Strange. Yours is the only race whose members ask first if they are dead. Are all of you that preoccupied with death?
Mike Benson: It's the only game you can't win.
Laura Hanley: You said you'd explain.
The Senator: When civilized creatures have conquered all that they believe to be worth conquering, then one conquest remains. One elusive conquest. Pleasure. Here on Andera, we are finished with warring, and plundering is done. Our citizens enjoy self-respect, peace, and affluence. But a high order of civilization does not lift the low order of passion. And so such passions must be both appeased and controlled.
Mike Benson: You know, I may be wrong but I read you to be one of those "save your humanity" types.
Laura Hanley: Do you?
Mike Benson: Five years. Long enough to enjoy just about all there is in the world to enjoy.
Laura Hanley: Like raising a child.
Mike Benson: I don't think I'd enjoy that. My parents always said I was a whole lot of trouble.
Mike Benson: You want to face those monsters in the arena? You want to die on some unpleasant planet you never heard of? What for? What do you owe the human race?
Laura Hanley: Nothing. Except my own humanity.
Mike Benson: Well, you want to know what us fighters think about you cheerleaders? We think you scream from the sidelines because you're scared of getting into the arena and screaming from the kicks and the blows. We think you make us feel guilty so you can go on feeling innocent. Yeah, it really must be nice not to have to get in there and lose.
Laura Hanley: When the team loses, the cheerleader loses, too.
Mike Benson: Yeah. But it doesn't hurt the same way. You can always get another guy to cheer for. Hey, win or lose, I'm stuck with me.
Laura Hanley: I might--it might have to happen. it just might have to happen.
Mike Benson: What?
Laura Hanley: I might have to die up here.
Mike Benson: That never occur to you before?
Laura Hanley: Yes, yes, but... but very distantly. As if only my mind were thinking it. Now I'm thinking it all over me. My hands and my eyes. All through me.
Mike Benson: The cheerleader needs a cheerleader.
Mike Benson: Oh, so you're a psychiatrist, too, huh? As well as being a cheerleader and a missionary and a savior of humanity.
Laura Hanley: I'm a lot of things.
Mike Benson: That's why I like you. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a girl who's not a lot of things.
The Senator: Well, what's the difference who saves the human race? The dull fact is, it's been saved.
Laura Hanley: It does matter. When someone dies, it must matter.