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PRN: 507
EPN: 94
TUS: 25/02/1998
TIT: 12/06/2002
DEU: Der Herr der Bluthunde
ESP: Extrañas Relaciones
FRA: Relations étranges
ITA: Ricercati speciali
STO: J. Michael Straczynski
REG: John C. Flinn III
GUE: Byron Robin Atkin Downes
  Tenente Corwin Joshua Cox
  Bester Walter Koenig
  Guardia della Sicurezza Clynell Jackson III
  Telepate Bloodhound James Lew
  Telepate Clarke Coleman
  Telepate Bloodhound Steven Hal Lambert


Un tentato omicidio dell'ambasciatore centauri porta Delenn a chiedere a G'Kar di iniziare un nuovo incarico. Garibaldi e Lochley si confrontano duramente. Bester torna sulla stazione per riportare sulla Terra Byron e il suo gruppo di telepati fuggiaschi.

 

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Zack: That's got to be a great feeling. Emperor Mollari the First.
Londo: The Second.
Zack: There was one before you?
Londo: Yes. Long ago. He, too, ended badly.
Zack: Now, come on, you've got your whole life ahead of you. Why would you say a thing like that?
Londo: Because I know. My people always know. I don't know why, or how, or where, but I can feel it to the very core of my being, Mr. Allan. This is where it begins to go badly for all of us.

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Byron (a Lyta): The willow is deceptively strong. It bends, but it does not break. Its roots are deep and can withstand the worst storm. It promises rest, and shade, and cool breezes to those who would find rest beneath it. You have become my willow. and we have all found shelter in your kindness.

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G'Kar: I do not feel as if I am doing enough for the Alliance, Delenn.
Delenn: Be careful, G'Kar. When the universe hears you say something like that, it tends to answer in the most surprising ways.

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Sheridan: How am I doing so far?
Lochley: Annoyingly logical.
Sheridan: Thank you.
Lochley: It wasn't a compliment.

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Sheridan: I'm caught in a web of my own good intentions.
Lochley: Well, the road to hell is paved with them, sir.
Sheridan: I know, but why does it have to go through this office?

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Zack: Where are you going?
Lochley: To pound someone, Mr. Allan. You win. I just decided if you can't join them, beat them.

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Bester: Not bad. Tell me, is that really telekinesis, or are you just pushing the nerve endings, making them feel as if they've been slapped? Either way, it's taken a lot out of you, Lyta. You're sweating, flushed. How many times can you do that, Lyta? Can you do just one at a time? Maybe two? How about three? How about a half dozen of us?
Lyta: I don't know. Like you said, I'm new at this. I could even make a mistake. Maybe even pop a blood vessel in someone's head by accident by pushing too hard. Feel like playing the odds, Mr. Bester?

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Lochley: What the hell is your problem?
Garibaldi: For starters, I don't know you, therefore I don't trust you.
Lochley: The world's full of people you don't know.
Garibaldi: I worry about that all the time.
Lochley: Tough. Get over it.

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Lochley: Now, I don't actually like him, and I sure as hell don't trust him, but so far he hasn't done anything unpleasant to me. I'm sure he will, because this place seems to bring that out in everyone, but until then, I have an obligation to be courteous.
Garibaldi: And I have an obligation to shove his face through a bulkhead.
Lochley: Your hobbies are your concern, Mr. Garibaldi. Just do it where I can't see it, and do it quietly.

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Lochley (a Garibaldi): We met fresh out of officer training school. We hit it off, fell crazy in love, got married, realized we'd made a terrible mistake, fell crazy out of love, and split up.

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Lyta: I could hide you.
Byron: I believe you could. I believe you would protect me until the stars themselves went cold and dead, but my people need me, and I must go to them.

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Delenn (a G'Kar): He should have a bodyguard assigned to him at all times while he is there. Someone we can rely on, someone... someone we can trust. Someone strong... strong enough to...

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Delenn: The Alliance is about learning to overcome our distrust and form a new community. Can you think of a better symbol?
G'Kar: No, and I'm trying, believe me.
Delenn: You would naturally have to accompany him on all state business and be there to guard him. In the palace. In the Royal Court.
G'Kar: A Narn in the Centauri Royal Court? Ha Ha Ha! It is a curiously satisfying image, Delenn.

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Bester (a Lochley): Just keep an eye on them, Captain. Don't trust them for a second, because, sooner or later, they will turn on you. You know all about that, don't you, Byron?

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Londo: G'Kar? You've assigned G'Kar as my bodyguard?
Delenn: Yes. I think your generosity in working with him will be an excellent symbol of unity for all the other races who could join the alliance.
Londo: A symbol.
Delenn: Yes.
Londo: And you tried this line on G'Kar?
Delenn: I did.
Londo: And did it work?
Delenn: Completely.
Londo: Great Maker.

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G'Kar: I want the aisle seat.
Londo: Oh, no, no, no. You sit on the inside. I want the aisle.
G'Kar: If you sit on the aisle, I cannot protect you.
Londo: But... I don't like the inside. It's too cramped. I become nauseous.
G'Kar: I'll make sure they have a supply of space sickness bags.

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Lochley (a Corwin): You don't have to solve every problem all at once. Problems are solved in pieces. If you're on the seventh floor of a burning building, you can either die or jump out the window. Once you're out the window, you're alive for another two seconds, during which time you figure out the solution to the next problem, and so on, and so on.

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