Top 100 Quotes From Trance Gemini

Dylan: Yeah, I know what you mean. I felt the same way when I took Beginning Astrophysics.
Trance: You're kidding.
Dylan: Yes, I am.
Trance: Oh.

Dylan: Go easy on that stuff, Trance. It is for the guests.
Trance: I was just...
Dylan: I was just kidding. Enjoy yourself.

[first lines]
Rommie: Captain on deck!
Beka: I'll alert the media.
Trance: It means we're supposed to stand at pretention.
Captain: At ease, Trance. I think it's a little late in the game to restore the military protocols.

Trance: You know, you catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Although, I don't know why you'd want to catch flies. They're actually quite dirty little things.

Trance: Okay, Beka please , just try and slow down, all right? Inhale and exhale. Inhale, exhale...
Beka: Don't treat me like a child! I am not a child! You are! Or are you? How old are you, Trance? I don't even know. I don't know anything about you. Where you from? Who're you workin' for? Why're you purple?

Seamus: Try me. See if you can wrap your little rat brain around this. You kill her, I kill you. You lose. You kill her and you kill me, the ship blows up. You still lose. Either way, you lose.
Trance: Uh, excuse me? Can we please discuss the killing her part?

Trance: Dylan, I have a question for you. Would you leave the Seefra system now if you could?
Captain: That's not an option. You know that.
Trance: Because you must fulfill your destiny?
Captain: Because there are millions of lives to save.
Trance: Spoken like a hero.
Captain: Spoken like someone who cares. I expect you feel the same.
Trance: Perhaps.
Captain: Perhaps. Trance, I'm worried about you.
Trance: Oh, there's no need to worry. When all this is done, you'll be fine.

[first lines]
[Trance, practicing fighting with Tyr]
Trance: Hi-Ho!
[kicks Tyr in the chest, bounces off and falls to the floor]
Tyr: What was that?
Trance: Well, you told me to choose a Ki-yai. A sharp exhalation to focus energy and intimidate the opponent.
Tyr: And you choose "Hi-Ho"?
Trance: Is that a bad one?
Tyr: You might wanna choose another, unless you intend to incapacitate your opponents with laughter.

Trance: Within seconds, the universe is going to be different.
Captain: C'mon Trance, it's glass half full-time.

Trance: Hey, exactly where on the body is the moneymaker located?

Trance: Harper, I have been looking all over for you.
Seamus: Liar. You never have to look for anything, Trance. You always find what you're looking for pretty much right away.
Trance: Okay, so I wasn't looking for you, but as your acting physician I figure that it's time you got some rest.
Seamus: Uh, uh, uh, uh, you never went to medical school, Trance, so you are not a regular doctor. Huh.
Trance: Lucky for you I'm not a regular doctor, because if I were you'd have been dead months ago.

Captain: Trance, he's right. I am a hypocrite. Everything I have and everything I am came out of what happened here. By accepting the Andromeda, I sanctioned it.
Trance: Dylan, you may have got the Andromeda from something that you're ashamed of, but, look at what you're doing with it. You've saved lives, planets. You're using the Andromeda to make sense of a senseless universe.
Venetri: Another fool believer. Why don't you enlighten her, Dylan, hmm? Why don't you show her what the gun is all about. Why don't you do what you came to do. Kill me!

Beka: Trance, you will never guess who I just met.
Trance: A scary futuristic version of yourself? She went that way!

[first lines]
Seamus: I, Seamus Zelazney Harper, the... Exalted Love Machine... of the planet Earth do hereby ordain that when 50 planets have agreed to join the Systems Commonwealth...
Trance: What are you reading?
Seamus: It's, uh, Dylan's fill-in-the-blanks constitution.

Beka: Trance?
Trance: [as the future Trance] Beka... I forgot how beautiful you were.
Beka: Er, thanks.

Captain: That was it? They just described it to you?
Trance: A little bit, but, I think when they saw how much it upset me, they decided they had better not talk about it any more.
Captain: That was very considerate of them.
Trance: You're mad at them, aren't you? They should have been honest with you from the beginning.
Captain: I can't make alliances until I know exactly who I'm dealing with, or at least until I know I can trust them.
Trance: Aren't those the same thing?
Captain: Usually, but there are those few rare exceptions. Glad you're back.

Captain: Trance, I need to know if I'm doing the right thing pursuing this Vedran. After all, if she had wanted my help, I have to believe she'd ask for it.
Trance: We're not just talking about this mission, are we? And you're not just trying to pursue a wounded Vedran. You're on a quest to find a place that you thought remained only in your mind. Home. But that's the thing about quests, they're not always about the destination.

[first lines]
Seamus: [singing] From a billion Sovereign planets / Scattered through the endless night / Bound by blood and High Guard honor / Hold the line until the light / Hold the line against the night!

Seamus: How is the bug?
Beka: The Than. Try to be polite to our guest.
Trance: She should be clicking and popping by the end of the week. Why do you ask?

Captain: Can you control that?
Trance: No. Life is chaos. Chaos is life. Control is illusion.

Captain: So, you experience a million possible futures in the time it takes me to blink my eyes, and each one of them looks, feels, sounds, smells, and tastes as real as the conversation we're having right here, right now?
Trance: In a word, yes.
Captain: Wow. All right, here's my question. If that's true, if each one of those futures is indistinguishable from each other and from reality on a quantum level... Trance, how do you know that any of this is real?
Trance: I don't.

Captain: I can't believe you found me.
Trance: It's inevitable that one of us would. We divided ourselves up so that we could occupy every possible present you could ever be in.
Captain: By we, you mean you.
Trance: I'll admit that I'm spread rather thin at the moment.

Tyr: Shouldn't you be headed to Med deck?
Trance: Everything I need is on the Maru.
Tyr: Would you tell me your symptoms?
Trance: Dizziness. Confusion. Nausea.
Tyr: Nausea? Trance, you don't have a stomach. In fact, I don't believe I've ever seen you consume more than an alcoholic beverage.
Trance: I'm jittery. I feel cold and prickly all over. I can't think straight.
Tyr: Is there anything else?
Trance: You can't force me to tell you anything. I don't think it would be wise for you to try now.
Tyr: I'm quite sure you're right. However, I will try, should it ever come to that. Are we understood?
Trance: I'd like to go to my room now, be with my plants.

Trance: Dylan, we're on the same team. We always have been. I need you more than you need me. I trust you.
Captain: It's the other way around, Trance. I need to know I can trust you.
Trance: If you don't trust me, then you can send me away.
Captain: Send you away... It's all about the fight. The light against the dark, good against evil. Some people hide from it. Some run away.
Trance: Some live with it in fear. Some find solace in knowing they've done everything they can.
Captain: Some stay and fight. I fight to win.

Beka: You were instructed to make contact by who?
Trance: Ahem. By whom.
HG: I am an emissary from the Consensus of Parts. I come in peace. Take me to your leader.
Captain: Yeah, yeah, we got it the first time.

Harper: Oh! Oh! Miss Valentine?
Beka: Yes, Harper.
Harper: This isn't our first field trip. Purple company excluded, of course.
Beka: That is my point. I want you to treat every boarding just like your first one. I want you to double-check everything. Hell, triple check it. I'd hate for any of you to end up like VexPag.
Trance: Vexpag?
Rev: Your predecessor.
Trance: Oh! He's the guy who retired. Didn't you say he bought a farm?
Harper: *The* farm. He bought *the* farm.
Trance: Well, what's the difference?
Beka: Torn pressure suit and a bad emergency seal.
Trance: Oh, that is different.

Trance: And what about you? Where do you belong?
Rommie: Here. Alone.
Trance: But it's not that simple. It never has been.
Rommie: I intend to make it simple.
Trance: How?
Rommie: Process of elimination. Those who betrayed me, I want revenge.
Trance: But who? How do you know who that is?
Rommie: I have a list.

Trance: I have another squadron rapidly approaching.
Beka: Thanks for the good news.
Trance: That was a necessary negative assessment.
Beka: Well, let's try to accentuate the positive, shall we?
Trance: They will soon destroy the Andromeda?
Beka: Okay, thanks for trying.

Harper: Trance, have you been in the engine room lately?
Trance: No, it's disgusting back there.
Harper: Thank you.

Trance: The High Guard wants to talk to the G-Stat-Comm alone.
Hayek: Is she near death?
Trance: Hayek, the High Guard moves in mysterious ways.

Flux: Well, like I said, someone has to retrieve the Engine. We all know what happens next.
Trance: Some of us better than others.
Flux: Come with me. Your brothers and sisters would love to know what's become of you.
Trance: No, my place is here with my friends.
Flux: Your place is with us. Don't forget whose side you're on.
Trance: Never have. Never will.
Flux: You can't defy us forever, Trance.
Trance: No, but I can dream, can't I? Even if it's just for a little while?

Adulasia: Shh. I prefer my men strong and silent.
Trance: Well then you won't like Harper.

Trance: I think our friend is ready to join her fleet.
Rev: The Than Hegemony also expresses its gratitude to the Commonwealth for ridding its sector of Nietzschean criminals. They respect us as a force for peace in the galaxy.
Trance: You got what you wanted.
Captain: Not really, but it's a start.

Trance: He's dying.
Captain: Damn. It should've been hours before anyone started feeling the effects.
Beka: If he was a good little citizen of the Commonwealth, I'm sure he'd be fine. Harper was raised in a refugee camp. He's got a dodgy immune system at the best of times. He sure can't stand up to this radiation bath you've got us soaking in.
Captain: How long before his condition becomes irreversible?
Trance: Four hours, maybe less.
Seamus: Ooo, shiny.

Fletcher: Give us the Engine.
Captain: Does it look like we have it?
Duran: You lie to us, she's dead.
Trance: Again.

Captain: You all right?
Trance: When a branch sacrifices itself, the rest of the tree only grows stronger.
Captain: But you still felt the loss.
Trance: Every one of me did. But we have saved you, and now the Commonwealth will grow stronger too.
Captain: One battle at a time. Meaning we have plenty of work left to do. So, pull yourselves together, and let's go.
Trance: That was pretty funny, actually.
Captain: Yeah, it was pretty good, wasn't it? Now, if only the rest of you thought that.

Rev: We can only retrieve one ship at a time. Which one? Right or left?
Captain: Right.
Trance: Left! Um, it's just a choice. You know. Fifty-fifty?

Beka: A trail of breadcrumbs for us to follow, if you're willing.
Captain: [chuckles] Wait a minute. Uh, let me get this straight. You forced your way onto my ship, then you tried to steal my ship. And now, after I saved all your lives, you want *me* to help you retrieve your ship.
Trance: She's like that. Don't take it personally.

Dylan: The visitors reacted differently to your body.
Trance: Yes.
Dylan: Trance, are you dead or alive?
Trance: Yes.

Gaheris: History will judge me a traitor for what I'm about to do. But if he fails. If Dylan fails, imagine how they'll judge him.
Trance: With silence.

Seamus: You seeing what I'm seeing?
Trance: A really excited human with a rash?
Seamus: [chuckles] No, the ship. The Andromeda Ascendant. Right where that furry little twitch said it would be.
Rev: You're speaking of our respected employer.
Seamus: Ha! Whooo! You know, I may actually be starting to like that guy.
Rev: Hmm. No prior claims.

Captain: Even in the days of the Commonwealth, Inaris was considered a backwater world. These people were unpredictable. After three centuries of struggle, I'm just not sure they can be trusted.
Trance: So why don't you just let me go and I'll find out. What?
Captain: Nothing, nothing. It's, er, it's just you as a spy.
Trance: They'll never know what hit them.

Trance: Y'know, since we've got a little bit of time here, we might as well find a good way to spend it. I know! I've got this really great game. It's called "Harper tells Trance everything, so she can save his miserable little life." Would you like to play?
Harper: I hate you.
Trance: You're just saying that.

Geryon: Wow. What are the odds?
Trance: Er, five hundred and twenty million to one?
Geryon: What else can you do?
Trance: That's it so far.
Geryon: Well, when I need a calculator, I'll call you.

Beka: Yeah, so how did we get into this mess? Who started it? It couldn't have been Tyr alone, or just the Nietzscheans.
Trance: The universe is just too big for it to have simply been them.
Seamus: All right, I, for one, don't want to talk about it anymore, okay? And I particularly don't want to talk about the lovable, absentee, not so young and restless Nietzschean you know who.

[last lines]
Seamus: You know what you've done, don't you? You've kissed off our entire tundra flower monopoly, our best commodity.
Trance: No, I haven't. I gave Gerentex a beautiful thing to call his own. Beautiful things can make sad people happy, and bad people good. When you think about it, beautiful things can change the universe.

Trance: Andromeda, turn us towards the World Ship.
Andromeda: Please advise on strategy.
Trance: We're going to bring Light to the Darkness.

Tyr: Who have you been talking to?
Trance: The signals you intercepted were messages home. I was trying to reach my family.
Tyr: And you failed?
Trance: No. Worse. I succeeded. What they told me was not good. It's not good at all.

Trance: Tell me about him.
Flux: Sir was an FTA Enforcement wing pilot, and his lover, Duran, was a Rester terrorist.
Trance: So they fell in love and they abandoned their respective causes?
Flux: Actually, they betrayed both sides and murdered their former associates. Killing people's the glue that keeps them together, and if they get the Engine of Creation, they intend to reshape the universe to serve their infinite whims and perversions.
Trance: Then why are you helping them?
Flux: Well, it tugs on my conscience every now and then, but I am after all, a dedicated manservant.
Trance: You want to know what I think?
Flux: Oh yes, very much.

Gerentex: Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you? Let's have old Gerentex take us into his confidence, and reveal his latest scheme for wealth and success, and then we'll betray him and keep it all for ourselves!
Trance: We would never do that.
Seamus: I would.
Trance: True.

Beka: Trance, I need you. Dylan needs you. Trance? Trance?
[grabs and squeezes her tail]
Beka: Trance!
Trance: Ah! Oh! The tail!
Beka: Oh, good. You're up.

Trance: Scared money walks, sweet sugar action talks!
[Dylan looks at her strangely]
Trance: I-I heard it in a casino.

Gerentex: Well, you know, in this business, you're only as good as your latest scam. My strip-mining venture on Infinity Atoll, my RobotoCourtesan manufacturing plant, the religion I founded. All gone. Forgotten. Pfft. Uh, this is the part where you're supposed to say, "Oh, Gerentex, that's so sad."
Trance: Oh, that's so sad!
Seamus: Oh, you're breaking my freaking heart!

Trance: I found the rattle. If someone can pass me a hammer, I think I can fix it.
Beka: No!
Captain: Thank you. Just note it and we'll take care of it when we set down.
Trance: Noting it...

Beka: The legend talks about a whirling guardian of the sanctum.
Trance: Well, that is definitely whirling.
Beka: So this must be the sanctum.
Trance: So that's good.
Beka: Yeah.
Captain: Yeah, good. This is just fantastic.

Tyr: No. No, of course not. Because, and let me see if I've got this down, our alliance with the Wayists, etcetera, etcetera, reuniting the Systems Commonwealth, and so on, and so forth, enhancing our reputation as peacemakers, ad nauseum. Am I close?
Dylan: Reasonably, yes.
Tyr: Don't you ever get tired of it? Trying over and over again to help people who couldn't care less about you, in the name of a cause that's been dead for three hundred years.
Trance: You take that back!

Trance: What does a Nietzschean mother hope for her son when she names him Gengis Stalin?
Andromeda: He's said to be a delightful conversationalist.

Captain: Trying to figure out how we made it through a portal that wasn't there will give Harper something to do.
Trance: Yes, we wouldn't want to deprive him of that.
Captain: It'll keep the boy out of trouble.
Trance: It's funny that you're the one talking about keeping out of trouble.
Captain: All right, I'll make you a deal, Trance: I'll handle all the troubles in this universe; you take the others.
Trance: Deal.
Captain: Deal.

Trance: Harper? How much do you remember from the last time that stuff was in your brain?
Harper: This isn't about Satrina, is it? You want to know if there are things in that Library about mysterious purple babes with pointy tails?
Trance: I don't have a tail.
Harper: Not anymore.
Trance: Harper, please. If there is anything in that Library about me, I have to know it.
Harper: I'll tell you what I remember. I remember this temple with gold etchings, statues, silk wall hangings, even. And all of this on a backwater world that I don't think even exists anymore. Or, maybe the world does exist, but I don't think the civilization exists anymore. Anyway, the point is, there were all these people worshipping a naked purple goddess, and you might say they were a little entranced.
Trance: That could mean anything. Maybe they like purple. Or, maybe, your memory is even hazier than you thought.
Harper: Yeah, but that doesn't explain why you reacted the way you did when I sang one of their hymns. Remember this little ditty?
Trance: Shush. Harper, you are my best friend, and because you are my friend, I really need you to listen to me: do not look at the Archive.
Harper: You know Trance, I liked it better when I thought you were harmless.
Trance: Yeah, me too.

Geryon: I don't know what your game is, honey, but you aren't the first and you won't be the last groupie to catch his eye.
Trance: No, you're wrong. I was his first.

Trance: I don't think I'm coming back with you. I think that maybe you are going to have to let go this time.
Captain: Well, even if I should, I don't know if I can.
Trance: It'll be okay. Wish me luck.
Captain: Good luck, Trance. I'm still sticking around, though.

Trance: But this is different. You said to Beka that Rommie was more like an extension of yourself.
Andromeda: Like my left hand.
Trance: Well, I don't know about you, but if I lost my left hand, I wouldn't be very happy.
Andromeda: No. No, you wouldn't.

Trance: Okay. Okay, Trance, you can do this. You know you can. There is a perfect possible future where everything will turn out just fine. And the odds of creating that future are only 1,671,000 to 1, more or less.

Trance: Goodbye Andromeda. Goodbye to your comforts... Your joys... Your sheltering arms. Goodbye Maru... Rhade... Harper... Beka... Rommie... Goodbye... Dylan...
Rommie: Terminating conversation.
Trance: Andromeda? Andromeda!
Unknown: Have you come home from your journey? Have you come home from your path? Dream, dear one... dream.

[first lines]
Seamus: Trance, I'm telling you. That waitress really dug me. We shared this thing, this, uh, pure, special cosmic connection.
Trance: Wasn't that what you said about that stripper you met on Mendocino Drift? The one who had the elbow spikes and threatened to perforate you, stick a light in your rib-cage, and turn you into a planetarium?

Seamus: Somebody has to wake Dylan.
Trance: I'm not waking Dylan.
Seamus: Andromeda?
Andromeda: Don't bother - I'm sure he's already awake.

Captain: Trance?
Trance: Here. I want you to drink this very slowly. It's water.
Captain: How?
Trance: "How?" Well, when two hydrogen atoms love each other very much, they bond with an oxygen atom...
Captain: No. How did you find me?
Trance: Oh. That was easy. I had... this.
Captain: You found me with a button?
Trance: Yeah. Didn't Beka tell you what I used to do before I joined the crew?
Captain: I take it you weren't always an environmental systems officer.
Trance: No. I had all sorts of jobs. The one I was really good at, was, uh, finding things.
Captain: "Finding things"?
Trance: Yeah. You know, first I would... find things and, then I would take them, and give them to people who wanted it.
Captain: You were a thief.
Trance: No. Thieves have bad intentions. I never did.
Captain: Oh.
Trance: But, I am going to steal you now. So, let's get out of here.

Beka: I always thought when I went, I would go out with a bang, not quiet like this. This is what it must be like in the sweet hereafter. Or else a party.
Trance: So you're saying there's life and then there's death, which is true, because first you're this, and then you're that, but really, it's all one thing. A sun gives life and light, and then it collapses and it takes light into itself.
Beka: First a star, then a black hole.
Trance: Different forms of the same thing.
Beka: So no party?
Trance: This is the party.
Beka: Whoop de doo.

Captain: You said I had beautiful hand.
Trance: Well, it just reminded me of the universal constant of change.
Captain: Well, maybe I didn't explain the concept of gambling clearly enough.

Pish: You're finished here.
Trance: You are finished as well.

Seamus: Just let me get a little closer.
Trance: There is something wrong with him.
Beka: You're just figuring that out now?

Trance: Dylan, have you ever thought that perhaps you traded the better angels of your nature for the mission you felt you had to do?
Captain: No, Trance, I haven't. But I am about ready to trade my better nature for an angel who thinks 'CAN do'!

Captain: [reading] "I looked for you. I found out where you were. I travelled to where you were and, I got you out." That's your entire report?
Trance: You wanted something more?

Captain: All right. Get in, grab the kid, and get out. I'll keep Malea distracted as long as I can.
Trance: Dylan, be careful.
Captain: What, me be careful? Trance, I'm only the decoy. You three are the main attraction.
Trance: Really? I always wanted to be a star.

Trance: Life support officer Trance Gemini reporting for duty, sir!
Seamus: Suck up.

Trance: What if they're not decoys?
Beka: When we get to the Pearly Gates, make sure everyone lines up behind Rev. You've got spin control.
Rev: I'll see what I can do.

Trance: This enough?
Adulasia: Definitely. Pleasure doing business with you.
Seamus: Hey, if you want pleasure, you're talking to the right guy.
Adulasia: Thanks, but I prefer my men alive.

Gerentex: You know, hurtful stereotypes like that give people like me a bad name.
Trance: No! People like you give people like you a bad name.

Trance: Beka. Beka, are you all right? What did they do to you?
Beka: Nothing. I walked into a door.
Trance: Well then, please sit down.
[Beka sits]
Trance: Good girl. Stay.
[Trance goes and gets a bottle of alcoholic drink]
Beka: Oh, Trance, I'm not really in the mood for a cocktail right now.
Trance: Disinfectant. So did you tell the door what it wanted to know?

Seamus: Sorry, Beka, it didn't work.
Beka: What do you mean, it didn't work? It worked before. I saw it.
Seamus: Yes, but... The teleport won't function properly if we don't know Dylan's exact location. Believe me, I tried. We played hide-and-go-teleport with one of Trance's fish in Hydroponics.
Beka: And?
Trance: Tuna tartare.

Trance: Well, don't you think it's best that we destroy it? Just so it doesn't hurt anyone else.
Harper: Trance, as much as I would love to, if you erase history, you just... erase its lessons.

Gerentex: You know, now that the moment is upon me, I must admit to feeling a tad misty. Once I find Tarn-Vedra, all the painful struggle, the years of yearning will finally be behind me. I'll buy a lake. Or maybe a small sea. Start a harem of fecund Nightsider females who'll fill the water with furry tadpoles, and watch as the strongest of our young devour the weak in the ancient dance of life.
Trance: Oh. That is so beautiful.
Gerentex: Isn't it? You know, all I've really wanted was a home and a family of my own. To change myself for the better.
Seamus: You wanna change your life for the better? Put a bullet in your head.
Trance: Oh, Seamus Zelazney Harper, you take that back this instant.

Doyle: What tone? All I said was holographic artificial intelligence.
Andromeda: Tone meaning attitude, the underlying emotion of sarcasm.
Trance: There's work that needs to be done here, guys.
Andromeda: I control all functions on this starship. You may access me at points which I determine and mediate.
Doyle: On the other hand, I have a body and am free to walk around.
Andromeda: Then you are also free to leave and not come back.
Trance: Okay, I'm going to the SEC. You can call me when you're friends, okay? Okay.

Trance: Fourteen broken ribs and a ruptured something that only Magog seem to have.
Rev: It's akin to a pancreas.
Trance: Oh, I see. Okay. So, um, what's a pancreas?
Rev: It's a--
[Trance applies a prob to is wound]
Rev: Argh!

Captain: How do we get people to stop believing in a myth they've believed in for centuries?
Trance: By getting them to believe in that other myth.
Captain: What's that?
Trance: The one about the High Guard Captain flying around the universe, making allies, restoring the Commonwealth.
Captain: I don't think they'll ever believe in that one.

Trance: I'll volunteer. I'll be the third.
Seamus: Trance, no offence, but I think we all remember what happened the last time you tried to pilot the slipstream. You took us back three hundred years in time, into the middle of a humongous space battle, where we, er, fixed the course of history.
Trance: Lucky for us.
Seamus: That's not the point.

Captain: Initiating Nova deployment sequence. Let's bring it.
Beka: Acting First Officer Beka Valentine. Nova deployment authorized. Zero Zero Strike Red Zero.
Trance: Acting Armsmaster Trance Gemini. Nova deployment authorized, uh, Retro Nine Blue Strike Five Nine Five.
Tyr: Fire Control Officer Tyr Anasazi. Arming Nova weapons one through forty. Execution code Nine Five Over Seven Blue Five. Arm.
Rev: Ready for your final order.
Captain: Captain Dylan Hunt, Commanding Officer. Nova deployment authorization Ten Break Alpha. Strike, strike, strike.

Seamus: Boss, he's giving me that look again.
Trance: Rev, don't. Let me get you some steak sauce first.

Trance: She doesn't like flowers. Who doesn't like flowers?

[first lines]
Tyr: Now you must let your instincts guide you. Slipstream piloting isn't a skill, it's an art. You have to feel your way to your destination.
Trance: I don't know. It seems kinda complicated.

Mick: What about you, sweetness? Are you into older men? Or are you just into her?
Trance: Watch the tail.
Willie: You know, grape's my favorite flavour.
Trance: Beka, are they cannibals?

Beka: Any sign of the Maru?
Andromeda: A few hull fragments and missile vapour. Not enough to imply she was destroyed.
Beka: Okay, so the Maru arrived early, tangled with some unidentified bad guys, which begs the question...
Trance: Where's Dylan? Where's our crew?
Beka: Where's my ship?

Saguro: Genius! Who designed these modifications?
Trance: He did.
Saguro: This is your work. Hmm, we should make babies together.
Seamus: You two, out!
Andromeda: No.
Trance: Whatever.
Seamus: Why does it always take a fantastically beautiful but evil genius to recognize the genius in me?
Trance: Harper...
Seamus: Sorry.

Trance: You know, since we've got a little bit of time here, we might as well find a good way to spend it. I know. I've got this really great game. It's called "Harper Tells Trance Everything So She Can Save His Miserable Life." Would you like to play?
Harper: I hate you.
Trance: You're just saying that.

Beka: Tyr will die? Aren't we being a little dramatic?
Trance: It's only dramatic until somebody does die.

[repeated line]
Trance: Yee haw!

Professor: We're trying to develop biological weapons to defend ourselves against your kind, should you launch a full scale assault.
Trance: No offense, Professor, but your backwater rock is hardly worth the effort. And believe me, if my kind wanted to destroy you, it would take a lot less than a full scale assault.
Professor: Is that what he wanted to do, the one who came before you? To destroy us?
Trance: Like I told you before, I do not know who that was or what he wanted, but most likely he was just bored.
Professor: Bored?
Trance: When you have seen and you have done as much as we have, the universe starts feeling a little small and stagnant, so you learn to make your own fun.
Professor: Are you telling me that everything that we've been through, the wars, the famines, the deaths, were all diversions for a monster? May God forgive me.

Seamus: It's not that easy, Trance. Three spiral galaxies, dozens of galactic clusters. There's gotta be hundreds of prison planets.
Andromeda: Three hundred and forty eight, to be exact.
Trance: Really... What about that one.
Beka: Why? Why that one?
Trance: Well, it's... pretty.
Tyr: It's pretty. Now there's a solid reason to risk our lives.
Seamus: You have a better idea?
Tyr: No.

Beka: That's impossible. Tell me that's impossible!
Andromeda: I don't know. I just... don't know.
Trance: It's not impossible, it's just really unfair.

Dylan: [to Trance, in combat] Any words of wisdom?
Trance: Um, always be nice to your parents.
Dylan: Sound advice.