Captain: Return to a place you escaped so narrowly before

Captain: Ideology, or responsibility.
HeadOfSecurity: More like cause or cynicism.
RedDwarf: Didn't you two try to kill each other?
Captain: Look. Your mortal-coil grudges don't spend here, son. This is past all that.
HeadOfSecurity: Here, we try to leave that at the door. Even though we know he was the one who was wrong.
Captain: Hah. I'll bear that loss, if that's what it takes.
Captain: Some benefactors know there's more important shit to deal with than those little fights about who shot who first or escalated things first when we were all alive.
Captain: What you did here tonight, son? That's gonna ripple wide. It's gonna burn the whole frontier.
HeadOfSecurity: Gonna ignite old grudges. Lotta bastards in the fringes about to pour through the floodgates. Lotta stations just about to have a lot of problems.
HeadOfSecurity: We were on the edge out here, and you just pushed us over.
RedDwarf: Not my fault the Company kept us there to pull their bottom line up.
Captain: Doesn't matter whose fault it was. What matters is, it means danger. For the frontier sector, maybe for everyone.
Captain: So you have a choice. And you better pick real wisely.