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Vila : You don't have a lot of time for Blake, do you?
Avon : I could never stand heroes.
Vila : A quarter of a million volts and you're putting your hand in?
Avon : Ah, but *that* is self-interest. We need that crystal. Blake takes risks to help *other* *people*. Sometimes people he doesn't even know. One day that great big bleeding heart of his will get us *all* killed.
Vila : Unless somebody ditches him first.
[Avon and Vila share meaningful looks]
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Avon : Keep an eye on the corridor.
Tannoy voice : Attention! All personnel are instructed to remain at their posts. The situation is under control.
Vila : [incredulous] "Under control"? You know this could be another Casarus.
Avon : What?
Vila : You remember the Casarus swamp fever; killed millions.
Avon : Well there aren't millions here, so don't worry about it.
Vila : Well *I'm* here, and I *do* worry about it! I don't like bugs! You can't hear them, you can't see them and you can't feel them, then suddenly you're *dead*!
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[Last lines of episode]
Blake : Cally, Jenna, get the ship moving. I'm going to put out a plague warning.
Avon : [incensed] Are you crazy?
Blake : I've got to warn all traffic to stay away from Fosforon until that virus burns itself out.
Avon : Listen, Blake: Servalan is on her way here. She lands on Fosforon, she gets the plague, she's off our backs for good! You *cannot* put out a warning!
Blake : Suppose some of them don't die. Suppose some of them get off in a ship. That plague goes out to all the galaxies, *millions* will die because of it! *That* is the one responsibility that I will *not* take!
[Blake turns to address the Liberator's computer. Avon stews a moment over the rebuff]
Blake : Zen, I want to put a plague warning transmitter into orbit 'round Fosforon. Then set a course for the constellation Sauros; speed: standard by ten.
Zen : Confirmed.
[FX shot of Liberator slowly turning with deep space freighter The London docked with it, standing in for the plague beacon]
Blake : There has to be a warning, Jenna. There has to be.
[Jenna starts to say something, then simply nods in agreement. Liberator leaves orbit]