Sinclair: We were out numbered and out gunned, we never had a chance. You say we could have won, but you weren’t there. You did not see them. When I looked at those ships, I did just see my death, I saw the death of the whole damn human race.
Knight One: Then why did they surrender ?!
Sinclair: I don’t know, maybe the universe blinked maybe god chanced his mind, all I know is that we got a second chance.
Garibaldi: He lying, I can tell
Sinclair: Everyone lies Michael, the innocent lie because they don’t want to be blamed for something they did not do and the guilty lie because they don’t have any other choice. Find out why he is lying and the rest will take care of itself.
Knight Two: Nobody wants to die. Especially out there in the cold of space, so you surrendered. They took you aboard their ship. Fixed you some milk and cookies and asked you to work for them.
Sinclair: Not like this, Not like this. If I am going out then I’m taking you bastards with me. Target main cruiser. Set for full velocity ram. After burners on my mark. Mark!
Knight One: Your name is Jeffery David Sinclair. Rank: Commander. Age thirty-nine. Born on Mars colony, May 3, 2218, 9:15am, earth standard time. Enlisted in Earthforce defense 2237. Promoted to fighter pilot 2240. Promoted again to squad leader, less than a year later. A career officer, like your father, and his father, and his father. Smart money said you’d make admiral one day. So what happened, commander?
Ivanova: Mister Garibaldi, there’re days I’m very glad I don’t have to think the way you do.