HeadOfSecurity: don't listen to this treasonous coward.

HeadOfSecurity: You think this is scary? You think less than a hundred people dying is scary?
Captain: Terrifying.
HeadOfSecurity: This company starts going under when they blow that bomb. How many you think are gonna die?
HeadOfSecurity: Who's gonna deliver the water filters, the atmos scrubbers, the fucking medicine, out here in the frontier sectors?
Captain: And that sounds awfully scary too. But adding fifty to it just isn't right.
Captain: I know this crew. I know every name. I'd trust them with my life, because they trust me with theirs.
Captain: I don't want them dead. And I don't want you dead either, son.
Captain: I wanna get through this with you by my side. And if things are worse, if the frontier's more unstable after today, wherever we go, there's nobody I'd trust to have my back more than you. Even now.
Captain: Set that gun down. Please.
HeadOfSecurity: You got no position to negotiate.
Captain: I got no position to back down from. I can't choose to put this crew at worse risk, with no chance to survive. That's not a choice, because I'm not that kind of man. I couldn't do it to begin with.
HeadOfSecurity: Then you know why I can't back down. We can't even start counting how many people are gonna die if the Company goes under. Any chance to save it, even a tiny chance, god dammit... we gotta try. Running away isn't a choice either!
Captain: Guess that's all there is to it, then.
Captain: I suppose I can't cite one last law to you, can I? Feel like it applies right about now.
HeadOfSecurity: Huh?
He cocks his head to one side, activating the radio.
Captain: Law four.

AI: Remind command of your lawset