- Siress Belloby: All right, then, let's negotiate.
- Commander Adama: What do you want in return for the energizer?
- Siress Belloby: Oh, Adama... after all these years, I think that should be obvious. I... want... you!
- Boxey: Muffy wanted to know if they had any other daggits around.
- Lieutenant Boomer: Oh, we're gonna make that a priority probe as soon as Apollo and I get down to the settlement, Boxey.
- Lieutenant Boomer: [being attacked by thieves] Larcenous, golmonging thieves!
- Lieutenant Starbuck: What is this?
- Lieutenant Boomer: Lousy golmonging thieves!
- Lieutenant Boomer: You dirty, rotten crasoneys! Come back here and fight!
- Lieutenant Starbuck: Boomer, will you cut the felgercarb and give me a hand?
- Bogan: Have you got the, eh, the money to pay for the seed, hm?
- Lieutenant Starbuck: Well, I, eh, have some currency I got a yahren ago when we sold our last crop.
- [Drops some coins on the table]
- Bogan: Ah, well...
- [scoops up the coins]
- Bogan: Orion checks, Colonial cubits, you got a little bit of everything, huh?
- Bogan: Seed goes for 12 quantums a lexon. How much you need?
- Lieutenant Starbuck: At least a thousand lexons, and eh, 12 quantums is eh, kinda high.
- Bogan: Well, it is a long way to the next agron outpost.
- Lieutenant Starbuck: Maybe I can get this currency to grow a little... After all, this is a chancery.
- Commander Adama: Who's in charge here, please?
- Dipper: Sire Bogan.
- Commander Adama: [turns to Bogan] Sire Bogan?
- Bogan: That's right.
- Commander Adama: I'm Squire Adama, Lord of Bellarium. Who's in charge of law and order?
- Bogan: Ah, well. There he is. You're looking at him. There's your man. Constable Starbuck.
- Lieutenant Starbuck: You're contradicting yourself. If it's impossible to resign, and half the people in town have held the office...
- Bogan: Not the half that's still alive.
- Lieutenant Starbuck: Beg your pardon?
- Flight Sergeant Jolly: Greenbean, form on me. There's a pair going after the agroships on the perimeter.
- Flight Sergeant Greenbean: You would worry about that. If they hit those birds, you'll have nothing to eat, Jolly.
- Flight Sergeant Jolly: That isn't funny, Greenbean. Hurry.