Londo: G’kar, I have been in the royal palace on and off for most of my life. Even when Cartagia was here, I never lost my affection for it. Tonight for the first time, I think it frightens me.
G’kar: Frightens you? Well, I won’t be getting any sleep tonight.
Regent: Once, I would have thought, pastels for the curtains. But I think we are well beyond pastels now. No … no bright colors anymore. Just darkness.
Byron: Give us a homeworld of our own and you will never hear from us again. Fail to do so and all your secrets will be revealed.
Regent: They like you, you know. That’s why they saved you. They say you are just like them. They say … They say you have much in common.
Londo: They? Who are they?
Sheridan: I’m sorry, there is nothing we can do. What you are asking for …
Byron: Will be given.