Amazing. I see so much change in your eyes. You aren't the woman I faced ten years ago. You aren't that warrior. Let him go, Xena. He's got a family and a home here. He's not your son anymore.
For his... and mine. For nine years, Solan has been my son. I love him more than my very life and the thought of losing him... You can't possibly know what that feels like.
Take this child. He's my son, and the son of Borias. If he stays with me, he'll become a target for all those who hate me... and he'll learn things a child should never know. He'll become like me.
Borias was a very wise man. He found his way a lot sooner than I did. But I didn't kill him. I ordered him captured, unharmed, and I don't know what happened.
Reward-- for what? For killing a boy barely out of his childhood? I don't want a reward; I want that boy's life back. By the gods, I wish I'd never followed the sword in the first place.
You tell me. First, it was Cortese's attack, then the town's reconstruction. I'm warning you, Xena. You keep putting me off like this, and I'm liable to give up-- in ten or fifteen years.
If anyone’s listening...you know, I’m not much for praying. But I don’t know what else to do. I was ready to give up once, and – and Gabrielle came into my life. Please, don’t let that light that shines out of her face go out. I couldn’t stand the darkness that would follow.
Let me remind you of reality, Meg. You're a filthy tramp that I fished out of the gutter because you look like Xena and Diana. You're useful to me only if you're a convincing thespian.
