Grig: Remember, Death Blossom delivers only one massive volley at close range... theoretically.
Alex Rogan: What do you mean, "theoretically"?
Grig: After all, D.B. has never been tested. It might overload the systems, blow up the ship.
Alex Rogan: What are you worried about, Grig? Theoretically, we should already be dead.
Beta: You owe me one, Alex.
Grig: Up to your old "Excalibur" tricks again, eh, Centauri? Did it ever occur to you that it is against the law to recruit from worlds outside the Star League?
Alex Rogan: Otis, I just never have a chance to have a good time around here.
Otis: Things change. Always do. You'll get your chance! Important thing is, when it comes, you've got to grab with both hands, and hold on tight.
Alex Rogan: Hold it! There's no fleet? No Starfighters, no plan? One ship, you, me, and that's it?
Grig: Exactly! Xur thinks you're still on Earth. Classic military strategy, surprise attack.
Alex Rogan: It'll be a slaughter.
Grig: That's the spirit.
Alex Rogan: No, my slaughter! One ship against the whole Armada?
Grig: Yes, one Gunstar against the Armada. I've always wanted to fight a desperate battle against incredible odds.
