Babylon 51994

Marcus Cole:
[Number One has just come on to Dr. Franklin, who is skeptical] Ask me, I think she likes you.

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Ah, c'mon, nah... it's just business, that's all.

Marcus Cole:
Stephen...

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Look, I was just helping her out of a difficult situation, that's all...

Marcus Cole:
Fifty credits says that's not all she wants you to help her out of.

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Oh, c'mon, Marcus you're such a...

Marcus Cole:
...romantic?

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Yeah.

Marcus Cole:
We're still in a war here, Stephen. Only now it's a different kind of war, maybe the worst of the two. It's hard to know who to trust; a situation like this makes you afraid, makes you want to reach out to someone who may just feel the same way as you do about things, who might be willing to risk this much to help you when the rest of the world couldn't give a damn.

Number One:
Oh, Franklin, I almost forgot; since it was your hotel that was bombed this morning you're on your own. Maybe you'd like to join me for dinner tonight? I can't promise much, but it'll be the best we can pull together.

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
[shrugs] Sure.

Number One:
[to Marcus] We're a little short-handed on guard duty tonight. If you could help out...

Marcus Cole:
Love to!

[Number One leaves]

Marcus Cole:
That'll be fifty credits...

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Now don't you start with me, Marcus. Don't.

Marcus Cole:
C'mon, you cheap bastard...

Dr. Stephen Franklin:
Marcus, look...

Marcus Cole:
Sorry, gotta go. Guard duty. - Touch passion when it comes your way, Stephen. It's rare enough as it is. Don't walk away when it calls you by name.

[... ]

Number One:
[much later, as Marcus is keeping watch] Ohhhh. Stephen...