[Ivanova and Brother Theo are at customs to greet a group of religious leaders]
RWReverend William Dexter
Are you starting in already, Theo? I tell you, in fifty years of living and forty years of serving the Lord, I have never met a sorrier soul than Brother Theo here!
Thank you! But I'd prefer to leave judgments as to the state of my soul to someone better qualified, and perhaps a bit less loud!
But it says in the Bible to make a joyful noise unto the Lord!
[grinning] I've heard you sing, Will. And take my word for it, that is not what the Good Lord had in mind when He said, "a joyful noise"!
[Delenn finds Sheridan in the War Room, going over reports]
Ivanova sent me to find you. She said you haven't been sleeping, you have hardly been eating; she said that you have been, in her words, "carrying on cranky." I looked up the word "cranky." It said "grouchy." I looked up "grouchy," it said "crotchety." No wonder you have such an eccentric culture: none of your words have their own meaning! You have to look up one word to understand another. It never ends.
[not paying attention] Something here doesn't make sense.
That is what I thought when I came across "crotchety." This cannot be a real word, I said.
The Shadows keep attacking random targets! Very illogical! On the other hand, once engaged, their tactics are very successful! Very logical! It's–it's a contradiction!
Unless the random attacks are logical in some way we haven't yet determined.
[grinning] So you have been sitting here trying to think illogically about logical possibilities, or logically about illogical possibilities.
Well, no wonder you are cranky! [he looks at her in confusion, oblivious to everything she's just said] Grouchy? [still nothing] Never mind. Your face just broke the language barrier.
Ah...I haven't had a good night's sleep since Kosh died. I'm having the kind of nightmares that make your hair stand on end.
Well, that would explain the Centauri. You need food...and rest!
The humans who you've been waiting for have arrived and would like to have dinner with us.
No, no, I don't have time! If they want to come here...
Since Minbari do not lie, except to save another, my reputation is now at stake. If you say no, I will be publicly dishonored.
[realizing he's been beaten] You don't fight fair!
True! Dinner is in two standard hours. I will see you there! [heads to the door]
[muttering] Pain in the butt.
[over her shoulder] Grouch.
You know, before I got married, Emily used to come by sometimes and help me clean out my apartment. Well, I asked her, "How come you're so eager to help clean up my place when your place is just as bad?" She said, "Because cleaning up your place helps me to forget what a mess I've made of mine, and...when I sweep my floor, all I've done is sweep my floor. But, when I help you clean up your place, I am helping you."
Every day, here and at home, we are warned about the enemy. But who is the enemy? Is it the alien? Well, we are all alien to one another. Is it the one who believes differently than we do? No, oh no, my friends. The enemy is fear. The enemy is ignorance. The enemy is the one who tells you that you must hate that which is different. Because, in the end, that hate will turn on you. And that same hate will destroy you.
[last lines: Delenn shows Sheridan a fleet of White Stars]
White Star was never intended to be one of a kind. It was only the first. We've been working around the clock to construct them. I said we needed time to prepare. This is why. The first wave of ships is finished at last. The Rangers will pilot them under our shared command. We are as ready for them as we will ever be. We finally have, as you say, a fighting chance.
I don't know what to say.
[they kiss]
