Vila: (referring to the Xenon base) I never liked that place anyway.
Soolin: Especially since the wine ran out.
Dayna: I still don't think Zukan told the Federation.
Vila: About the wine?
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Avon: Figureheads aren't too difficult to come by. Any idiot can be one.
Dayna: On your feet, Vila. This could be your big moment.
Avon: Any idiot within reason, that is.
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Vila: We know what we've got planned. Running away is what we've got planned.
Dayna: A strategic withdrawal is what we've got planned.
Vila: There's a difference?
Tarrant: Oh yes. A strategic withdrawal is running away, but with dignity.
Vila: So lay in a course and let's get the dignified hell out of here.
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Vila: Does that mean safer?
Avon: In the end, winning is the only safety.
Vila: It doesn't mean safer. Didn't think it would.
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Avon: Idealism is a wonderful thing. All you really need is someone rational to put it to proper use.
Dayna: Someone like you?
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Dayna: (referring to Servalan) She had no reason to lie.
Avon: She doesn't need one. It comes quite naturally to her, like breathing.
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Avon: I would have left Blake where he was and said nothing if things had gone according to plan.
Tarrant: I must try and work that into the conversation when we meet him.
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Slave: I don't wish to interrupt, Master.
Orac: Then kindly don't!
Slave: I wasn't talking to you!
Orac: You were attempting to over-ride a superior system! Be silent!
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Vila: There must be something we can do!
Avon: I'll accept suggestions!
Vila: How does "abandon ship" grab you?
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Avon: Do you want to wait around until we hit something soft?
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Slave: The ground is very close, sir!
Tarrant: I KNOW THAT!
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Blake: It's getting so you can't make a dishonest living on this planet anymore.
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Soolin: Surely you're not afraid of the dark.
Vila: Only when it's unilluminated.
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Soolin: If you want to survive on this planet, you have to assume that everyone's out to get you!
Vila: I always assume that, wherever I go.
Soolin: The difference is, on Gauda Prime, you'll be right.
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Avon: The fire was stupid. Leaving Vila on guard was suicidal. What's the matter, is staying alive too complicated for you?
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Vila: What hit me?
Dayna: Don't worry, Vila. They went for your least vulnerable spot.
Vila: Oh, my head!
Dayna: Exactly.
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Soolin: I really could be quite annoyed if I thought we'd been the bait in a trap you'd laid, Avon!
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Tarrant: What on Earth happened to you?
Blake: Most of it wasn't on Earth, Tarrant.
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Tarrant: (referring to Blake) Is it him?
Vila: It's him.
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Avon: Is it true?
Blake: Avon, it's me.
Avon: STAND STILL! Is it true? Have you betrayed us? Have you betrayed me?
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