"How can you say that?" "Because it's true." "You're exactly like a Sebacean." "In what way am I like a Sebacean?" "In that you think that you are superior, and that you treat the rest of us like animals." "When have I ever treated you like that?" "Only every time we have to make a decision and you think that the best idea is your idea." "Oh, yeah." "They are going to write songs about how you guys tore this place up." "Right." "Go away." "I am away." "I'm on vacation!" "Pip, beat it." "Has it occurred to you why Pilot banished you from Moya?" "No." "Because you're both acting like a couple of immature trijnots!" "I can't believe you pissed him off." "I didn't piss him off." "You pissed him off." "You did." " Grow up." "Or ignore each other, or kill each other." "But just stop fighting all the time." "I'm out of currency." "Here." "Playland for the rich too classy for ya?" "Effervescent spirits costs more than cheap raslak." "But you... you just keep on hunting for that long-range cargo hauler of your dreams, 'cause he's bound to throw up in your lap one day." "When she passes out, I'll..." "I'll take it back to Moya." "In the meantime, I'm gonna have some fun." "I suggest you guys do the same." "See what you did?" "You did it." " You did." "You." " You." "Did." " You." "You." " You." "Yeah, right, you did it." "This alien is Raxil." "There's one like her on every planet." "And these girls... well..." "we never did get their names." "Ah..." "Are you boys... a couple?" "Ha!" "No!" "No." "No-no!" " No." "Can you handle some girls looking to party-party-party?" "I am a full-blooded Luxan." "And ladies, I have so much cash in my pocket that I can assure you that the three of us will be out of here on our hands and knees come sunrise tomorrow morning." "I've been arrested for saying exactly the same thing on four different planets." "Whoa!" "Fe'Tor." "Bad guy." "Dressed in black." "Another bad guy, the guy with Fe'Tor." "Crichton!" "Crichton, wake up." "Wake up!" "Crichton!" "What happened?" "What didn't happen?" "Oh God, there were girls, right?" "Feathered chicks." "The rainbow coalition." "Girls, breasts, blue breasts, green breasts." "I don't know." "All I know is... they spiked our drinks and took our money." "They rolled us?" "Yeah, they rolled us." "You know these..." "My pulse pistol!" " shots that we took, they spiked 'em." "My pulse pistol." "They took my damn pulse pistol!" "No one stole your pulse pistol." "We're on lomo." "No weapons allowed." "Your pulse pistol's on the Transporter Pod." "I don't remember that." "Where are my boots?" "Ooh!" " Hey!" "Oh!" "Whoa!" "Ho, ho!" "D'Argo... we're in a window." "There are people watching." "Uh-huh." "I think they've been there for about seven arns, so... why don't you just get dressed and give them a good show, sweetheart?" "I am dressed." "My name is John Crichton..." "I'm lost... an astronaut." "I got shot through a wormhole..." "In some distant part of the universe..." "I'm trying to stay alive..." "Aboard this ship..." "This living ship..." "Of escaped prisoners." "My friends." "If you can hear me..." "Beware." "If I make it back..." "Will they follow?" "If I open the door..." "Are you ready?" "Earth is unprepared..." "Helpless, for the nightmares I've seen." "Or should I stay..." "Protect my home..." "Not show them..." "You exist..." "But then you will never know the wonders I've seen." "I said ten solar days away from Moya, and I meant ten." "Pilot, give me a break." "I'm trying to tell you what happened." "I understand, Crichton." "However, my inclination is not to accept any explanation." "Well, I can't go back down there." "I'm persona non grata on lomo." "LoMo non grata." "Can't do it." "Not going." "Uh-uh." "You return beat up, inebriated and broke after only two." "Yeah." "But that's what I'm trying to explain to you." "You said if I could explain it then I..." "I could stay on board, right?" "Proceed." "How the hell did we end up in that window?" "I don't know." "You don't think we, uh..." "I said, I don't know!" "Hey, don't... don't yell." "It hurts." "Have we heard from Jool or Pip yet?" "They haven't been answering their comms." "Right, go find 'em, Lassie." "It was your idea to come down here in the first place." "You go frelling find them." "Aren't you worried about them?" "Ah, hell, no." "They're probably sleeping off the fun they had last night." "Shut up." " Hey, don't tell me to shut up." "You know, you're the one who told her to have fun." "What do you think "fun" is for Chiana?" "What?" " Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, shut up, shut up." "Isn't that the pile of dren we saw outside the window?" "Yeah." "Smile." "She was also in the bar last night, wasn't she?" "I'm so glad you're not angry, you know." "I thought you were gonna... oh!" "What are you going to do?" "!" "I'm going to scream!" "No, don't scream." "Did you steal our currency?" "What you talkin' about?" "I didn't steal anything." "I came over here to talk to you." "You know?" "But you looked so angry before, when you were in the window." "Not talking about the window!" "Alright." "Lemme give you something here." "I saw it all." "They're in trouble." "Yeah, they're gonna be in a lot more trouble when I find them." "The green and the blue chick..." "Not the blue and green chick." "No, no, no." "I'm talking about your females." "I'm talking about the pretty gray one and the really annoying gold one." "What about them?" "They're in trouble." "I can show you." "I can show ya what happened last night." "Lemme go." "D'Argo, look." "Chiana knows how to look after herself." "We got to find our money and I'm pretty sure that this grommet is involved." "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." "I got something for ya." "I got us a recording of all that happened last night." "I mean, you don't believe it, you can see it for yourselves, you know?" "It's talking crap." "We got rolled, and I don't think we need..." "You're broke." "You can't get robbed again." "I mean, what do you think, you think I want your shoes?" "I don't know what you want." "You're not very smart, are ya?" "Now he, he's got a brain." "But you, you're a bit of an idiot." "Huh?" " Huh?" " Huh?" "Yeah." "Yeah." " But I'm bigger." "Ow, ow!" "All right, sorry, sorry, sorry." "All right, all right, have you spoken to your females yet?" "I bet you haven't spoken to them yet." "Have ya." "No, we haven't spoken to them 'cause they might be sleeping." "They could be..." " Oh yeah, princess." "How do I know you haven't spoken to them yet?" "Huh?" "You don't know that, do ya?" "No." "Well, my point is..." " Will you just tell us?" "Tah-dah!" "That's Jool's comm." " How you know?" "It's melted around the edges from when she screams." "Now, do you wanna see what happened last night or not?" "'Cause I could just, you know, not." "All right, all right, you don't have to push me." "The point is, you see, we can be friends." "You can trust me, ya see?" "Everybody trusts me, 'cause I'm a female of my word." "Oh, what is that?" "!" "It smells like..." "Shh, shh, shh." "Close but no." "It's... it's merimar root, ya know?" "Kabaah uses it in all his pleasure elixirs." "Very low quality, but we don't tell him that." "Mr. Kabaah?" "Mr. Kabaah?" "Wake up!" "Don't yell." "Well, I have to." "He's as deaf as a bubba." "Wake up!" "Go away." "I don't need your trouble." " Trouble?" "!" "Me?" "No, no, no, you must have me confused with someone else." "I'm not confused." "I've seen you snooping around, seen you when you didn't want me to." "Ooh..." "Is that a Hangi?" "A Hangi?" "I don't believe you." "What's a Hangi?" "Creature with removal eyes." "Optic nerves that continue to record and send back images even after they're separated from the body." "Leave 'em in somebody's bed chamber..." "You brought us to see a pornographer?" "I'm deaf, not dead." "Stop talking like I'm not here." "What do you want?" "I know you've always got an eye hanging out at the lomo Bar." "So?" "We're looking for a Nebari and an Interion." "You want the show?" "Yeah, yeah, that's right." "Who's paying?" "You don't think you get the show for free, do you?" " We have no currency." " You know that." "Come on, you gotta have something." "All right, then, you know what?" "We are being scammed." "Ren and Stimpy here are teaming up to rip us off." "Let's get out of here." "This fannix?" "I would never team up with her." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Just to prove to you, I'll pay." "There!" "Where did you get that currency?" " Why, what's the matter?" "All of our brandaar tiles were stolen last night." "So?" "Do you have your name on 'em?" "No." "No." "They aren't yours." "They're mine." "They're mine." "You two have really got to work on your attitude, you know that?" "Kabaah, give them a tentacle." "Put one of these on your eye." "You gotta be kidding me." "These will link back to the optic memory of last night and act as a three-dimensional image of everything that happened in the bar." "You want us... to put one of your tentacles... in our eye?" "Don't be such a grimmat." "Just do it!" "Ooh!" "Ooh..." "This is, uh... this is..." "D'Argo, y-you seeing this?" "This is, um..." "Well, it's, um..." "it's incredible." "Kabaah, show us the females." "Oh, hello." "Don't give me that." "You're jealous." "All right." "Yeah, this looks really dangerous." "Those girls are in fear for their lives." "Yep, all right, have you got anything else?" "Kabaah, get your eye out of the gutter." "Show them later." "Later!" "That it?" "Yeah." "You." "What, me?" "Watch." "Ooh!" "I just won a bet." "Raslak." "Make it a large." "You smell so exotic." "I like watching you dance." "I like watching you and your friend, but especially..." " you!" "" "Ooh!" "Oh, big deal." "She's been hit on by some guy." "Knowing Chi, he's probably more trouble than she is." "Wait, there's more." "I have something for you." "You." "I like the look of you." "Who is this bastard?" "That's Fe'Tor." "Ow!" "Ow!" "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "What the hell just happened?" "!" "You didn't pay me enough to cross Fe'Tor." "Who is Fe'Tor?" "He was what I was trying to show ya." "Fe'Tor's the most famous kasnik around here." "He rounds up the good-looking ones and they all just party, night and day, night and day." "What, does he... do them?" "He hurts them." "He gives them the whiff." "Well, you saw." "And then they do anything." "I'm not sure, but I think this is Fe'Tor's sister." "Her Freslin is still adequate." "I'm not interested in... adequate." "We gotta get your females out of there." "Do you know where we can find them?" "Yeah, got an idea." "Whoa, hey, whoa." "D'Argo, D'Argo, wait." "What we saw is from last night." "Chiana could not even be with that guy anymore." "We can't have another auction yet." "It's too soon." "Too dangerous." "I think our female upstairs might be exceptional." "For her, we can risk it." "D'Argo, who are you believing this Raxil thing here?" "Chiana was having fun." "She could be walking back into the bar right now." "We don't know." "Why don't you go to the bar and wait for her?" "D'Argo, I..." " It's fine." "I'm just going to go along and say... hello." "Squeeze her dry." "I've been comming the girls." "No answer." "You find 'em?" "Found them." "Deliveries around the back." "Oh." "Oh, around the back?" "Yeah." " Uh..." "Okay, thanks." "They okay?" "They're fine." "Jool!" "Jool!" "Are you all right?" "Oh, D'Argo." "Oh." "Come in with me." "Come on." " Where is Chiana?" "Over there." "Hey." "Um, uh..." "We thought that perhaps you might be in some trouble." "I'm not in any trouble." "At least none I don't wanna be in." "Where's Raxil?" "She didn't wait around like she said she would." "That way." "Oh, oh, did you see them?" "Are they in trouble?" " They were taking a bath." "I, uh..." "Mmm..." "We saw him give you something." "Some stuff." "Oh." "Were you spying on me?" "No." "No." "D'Argo, I came here to have a good time." "Does that make you jealous?" "No, I'm not jealous." "It's just that..." "'Cause you and me, we're... we're not together anymore, are we?" "No, we're not together anymore, but..." "Oh well, then let go of me." "All right." "You and Jool are coming with me." "Let me go!" " Chiana, are you all right?" "She's fine." "Why don't you let go of her then?" "Why don't you mind your own business, you miserable little tralk." "Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa, whoa..." "They had weapons." "You said it would be a party." "But they had weapons that they put to my head." "They had weapons?" "Yes, but they weren't pointed at Chiana." "They were pointed at me." "Please, please." "Calm yourself." "I don't like to show force, but you are in my residence and you are attacking my people." "Now get out." "Chiana." "D'Argo, get out." "Go!" "Oh, we're fine, D'Argo." "Really." "We're just..." "Ah, D'Argo, you're going to kill her." "At the moment, I do not have a problem with that." "What did you spray on him?" "Freslin." "Stop!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "This makes no sense." "You make no sense." "What?" "What doesn't make sense?" "She nailed him with Love Potion Number 9." "It made him dance?" "Well, it's a way to meet girls." "Pilot, just listen to this, all right?" "This is important." "This is about the deal." "It's about Freslin, lomo's dirty little secret." "I suspect the dirty little secret is you spend all your currency on pleasure, and now..." "Hey, you know what?" "It's a weird universe out there, man." "You don't know that cause you're spending all your time indoors." "Just let me finish my story." "See?" "See why I made us get off the beach?" "He would have been chasing everything that moves." "That's all because of this stuff you gave him?" "Freslin's an attractant." "You can be attractive to someone else, or they can be attracted to you." "It could be strong, weak, anything." "Depends on where it's manufactured." "Did you like the Freslin I gave you last night?" "Is this more?" "Mmm." "Different batch." "Different quality." "Want a taste?" "Hmm?" "Hmm?" "Bring it on." "It's different." " More bitter?" "Yeah." "An animal's last batch always is." "This is, uh... this is from an animal?" "Mm-hmm." "A beautiful animal." "This is the same stuff that that guy sprayed on Chiana last night?" "Yeah." "Grade-A Freslin." "Made in his own lab." "Fe'Tor's got the most sensitive nose in the business." "What am I missing?" "Nothing." "Here." "Wonderful, isn't it?" "Yeah..." "Now, will you do anything for me?" "I'll do anything for you." "I think Fe'Tor wants your females for more than just... you know." "What... does he want them for?" "No peeking." "Can you smell it?" "Just breathe it in." "Well, the base element of Freslin is found in the senil gland of sentient beings." "Oh, you mean like in people?" "Yeah." "Fe'Tor's got a machine that milks this gland." "And when there's a lot of demand, well, sometimes he'll milk them until they die." "You'll love it." "Can I open my eyes yet?" "Mm-hmm." "Oh!" "Wow!" "Why did you not tell us this earlier?" "Ah!" "John... these people will not dance with me." "No one wants to dance with me..." " No." "Go away." "Oh, oh, oh." "Look at the booty on that girl." "The booty?" " Whoo!" "Sweetie pie..." "I should have told you everything but I was scared." "I mean, Fe'Tor's dangerous." "If Fe'Tor is so dangerous, why help us at all?" "My mate, Sarl." "He's with Fe'Tor." "He doesn't look very well." "I mean, he's tall, he's good looking." "I mean, look at me." "I'm a nothing." "I tried to warn him, but..." "I'm telling you everything because when you save your females," "I want you to save Sarl." "Isn't that the guy that was with Fe'Tor last night?" "Yeah." "That's Mitols, his right hand jerk." "Well, he could probably get us in to see the girls, couldn't he?" "'Course he can, but he's never gonna to tell ya." "Keep D'Argo busy." "I got some business." "How you doin'?" "Man, were you here last night?" "Was that wild or what?" "I drink alone." "Yeah, I'm not really, uh..." "interested in drinking, either." "Um, I'm looking for some, uh..." "Freslin." "And I heard that you were the guy to see." "You like the Freslin?" "Uh..." "I, uh..." "Shh!" " I..." "Trust me." "It only hurts the first time." "Go away." "Okay." "Okay." "Let me give you something." "Look." "I am loaded with currency, and I'm looking for something a little special." "And this is the only crap that I've been able to find." "And, uh..." "Kabaah told me that you were the guy to see to get some really serious dren." "If they drained that much fluid from her, Crichton, she would be dead." "Shut up and let me tell my story." "You really must relax." "Struggle only makes it more painful." "Hmm?" "Mmm, that's you you're ingesting." "Kabaah sent you." "Why didn't you say so?" "I just did." "Apex of the moon tonight, Fe'Tor's chamber." "Know where it is?" "I'll find it." "We're auctioning some incredible dren." "This'll get you in." "My frelling head is killing me from that spray, you little tralk!" "D'Argo, you can kill her later." "Right now we gotta get the girls out of Fe'Tor's." "So what are we doing here?" "'Cause I'm going to help you, see?" "I'm going to make you a sorta disguise." "Hey, Hammerhead!" "How you doin'?" "I'm back for some home video." "Get out!" "Get out!" "I don't think so." "I need to see into Fe'Tor's compound." "No." "I won't help you against him." "Yes, you will or I'm gonna snap your head off." "Now I'm gonna see the compound layout." "You're gonna show it to me." "I don't care if it's empty, but you're gonna show it to me now." "Er, this is the auction room." "Not bad." "All it needs is a big screen TV." "Ka D'Argo." "No, it... it's okay." "That's, um... that's Harvey." "It's not Scorpy." "He's a pookah." "He's... he's not real." "But thanks to our unique shared consciousness in this situation, we finally get to meet Ka D'Argo." "Give me five." "Go away." "I've had some weird conversations in my head before, but this is a little..." "Yeah, I know." "Hey look, Harvey just shows up every now and then to give me bad advice." "And my suggestion to you both is to forget this folly." "But since I know you won't... circuit breakers, to the entire subterranean level." "Darkness may be of assistance to you." "You know what, I think that's not a bad idea." "And the milking room you seek?" "Ah." "Down the hallway." "Kabaah, show us the milking room." "Raxil, what is that thing?" "That's where they drain the bodies to make the Freslin." "Pleasure planet, my mivonks." "We better count the steps in here." "One... two, three, four..." " two, three, four... five, six, seven..." " five, six, seven... eight, nine, ten." " eight." "Ten steps." "Uh, eight steps." " Ten." "Eight." "Small legs, human." "Ow." "Jool?" "Jool!" "Jool?" "Something wrong?" "No." "No, no..." "I was..." "I was just trying to find Jool." "We should really be going." "You really are quite beautiful." "Yeah." "Where's Jool?" "Don't be scared." "Everything's all right." "No, I will not go to Fe'Tor's auction." "He knows what I look like, so I won't get in." " I'll get you in." "And you're not spraying me with that stuff." "I'm not spending the rest of my life on the dance floor doing some..." "This Freslin will be different." "No!" "You are not..." " Shut up!" "Just shut up!" "I did not do everything, plan everything, so you could back out now!" "Did you say plan?" " No, no, I didn't mean plan." "I make a plan, like, like, plan something..." "Did you say that you planned this?" " No, no, no, I didn't mean that, no, no." "I got everything from the Transport Pod." "Two pulse pistols, a pair of night-vision goggles, 200,000 in tiles so we can buy any Freslin we want." "Uh, what did I miss?" "Two guns?" "You brought just two guns?" "This little rodent has been lying to us." "She said that she planned all this." "Two guns?" "!" "I mean, I thought you were the great Crichton and D'Argo." "I mean, you blew up a shadow depository." "I mean, I thought you'd bring pulse rechargers, and a plasma bomb, and a really big gunship." "But no, you bring nothing!" "You bring two little weapons that wouldn't kill a nik-nik!" "You have heard of us?" "Yeah, I've heard stories, but obviously they aren't worth a bucket of dren!" "What the frell have you done to her?" "Get her out of that thing, you fekik!" "Chiana, she's not in any pain." " Jool?" "Jool?" "Don't worry." "Eh?" "Here." "Enough with the dren!" "You really shouldn't waste the taste." "Now I'll let your friend rest, but I need to replace her with a new animal." "Now I knew Fe'Tor wouldn't bother your females while you were in the bar, so I paid the blooming green girls to get you out of the way." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!" "You let Fe'Tor kidnap Chiana and Jool?" "No, I didn't help him." "I just created a situation where everyone could..." "Is there anything else you're not telling us?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "I promise." "This little tralk has been lying to us all along." "So what I suggest is..." "Not again!" "Please don't hit me." "Please don't..." "Ah!" "All right, you can hit me just once." "Just once!" "Hello?" " What!" "I've got a live connection." "The Nebari..." " Chiana!" "They've begun milking her." "I think you're going to be too late." "I was right." "You're exceptional." "Would you like a taste?" "Drain as much as you can." "Without damaging her value, of course." "D'Argo, you should check this out." "D'Argo?" "Who the hell..." " Oh, you know... the Freslin I sprayed him with radiateds his pheromones outwards and creates an aura morph, so we all see D'Argo like this." "I made him very attractive, don't you think?" "What are you talking about?" "D'Argo?" "No more." "Enough." "Even I am not so gullible as to believe that D'Argo turned into another creature." "I do not appreciate the lies you tell in order to circumvent..." "Whoa, ho!" "Hold o..." "How long we known each other?" "Approximately two and a half long cycles." "I ever lie to you?" "Hmm?" "Hmm?" "D'Argo looked totally different." "Look at myself in the mirror, I..." "And why does he not look that way now?" "Metabolism." "Look, man, let me..." "Can I please tell the story the way I want to tell it?" "Mitols is almost ready for the Nebari." "What should I do about the other one?" "Wring Curls." "Drain till failure." "She would only spoil the program." "I am your host, but names are not important." "Only currency." "Well son, I'm your buyer, and money ain't important to me." "Only quality." "Know what I mean?" "You've come to the right auction, then." "May I suggest the Nebari?" "The finest I've ever tasted." "Right." "Raxil." "Alive still." "I thought you'd given the Freslin trade away, after your disaster on Ellapuria." "Well, yeah, I did, lemme tell ya, but things change." "Enjoy." "Bid high." "Excuse me." "Do I know you?" "Uh..." "Hi." "Ooh..." "I..." "I doubt it." "I've become a new man recently." "I made him very attractive." "Ooh... 15,000 on my right." "Have I any further bids?" "16,000." "16,000 on my left." "There." "Any further bids?" "Going once, twice, three times." "Are you all done?" "16,000." "Sold for 16,000 brandaars." "You traded Freslin?" "Wait, wait, wait, wait." "Years ago." "Never killed anybody, non-event." "Non-event, my ass." "No, no, no, my point is, you must calm down." "Increased oxygenation hastens the metabolism of the Freslin." "It's gonna wear off?" "Not for awhile, not if he stays calm." "Calm." "Anger bad." "D'Argo, be cool, man." "We buy the girls, Raxil's mate if we can." "No guns, no killing." "And we're outta here." "I'll watch you from up here." "Distinguished friends, we now come to the sale you've been waiting for." "I present the olfactory genius, Heska Fe'Tor." "Does this guy just scream Vegas or what?" "Heska Fe'Tor." "Friends, welcome." "Thank you for coming at such short notice." "What a fine auction this will be." "May I present to you..." "Chiana." "Metabolism, Luxan." "Bidding starts at 25,000." "25,000." "30,000!" "40,000!" "50,000!" "55,000!" "60,000!" "85,000!" "What a wonderful bid, Heska Tenaco." "Are there any others?" "No?" "125,000." "130." "If you don't mind, I'd like to take a closer look at the carcass." "Be my guest." "Hey, Pip, can you hear me?" "Go away." "What took you so long?" "150,000." "151." "You mind cutting this heifer down so I can take a closer look?" "Where's Jool?" "Milking Room." "W- w-w-wait, is she yours?" "Used to be." "Look, you've got Freslin boiling your brain." "Everything you feel's way out of whack." "What's going on down there on down there, that's an act." "He's just pretending to be a buyer." "175." "250." "One-quarter million brandars." "Circuit breakers, for the entire subterranean level." "I can double that bid if you give me some more time." "No more time." "Currency on hand." "Top the bid now or step aside." "Sold to Heska Tenaco for 250,000 brandars." "Did you have to caress her whole body?" "Oh, for cryin' out loud!" " It's just the Freslin." "It makes him, ya know..." " Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Listen up, Mr. Horny Toad." "Jool is still in the Milking Room." "I'm gonna hit the lights and get Chiana." "Good." "Good, good, good." "We'll get Jool and her mate." "And then we'll wait." "And remember, ten steps down the hall." "Eight steps, human." "Don't do anything till I hit the lights." "No, no." "Yeah, the lights." "Good." "This is all your fault!" "If you hadn't bribed those women in the bar..." "Easy, Luxan, easy!" "It's the Luxan!" "Security, move!" "Frell." "Don't move!" "Raise you fifty dollars." "Chiana!" "No, no, that's not right." " No, it's eight." " No, no, he said ten." "Shut up, I know what I'm talking about." "It's eight, you're making me lose my place." "Eight, eight, shut up!" " You're wrong!" "Okay, ten." "Drop your weapon." "Jool, are you okay?" "Who is that?" "That's my mate." "He's dead." "D'Argo, save me!" "Crichton." " D'Argo." "Where's Raxil?" "In there." "The mate is dead." "Right, meet you in the Pod." "Raxil!" "This is my honey." "The brains to the machine!" "My design!" "He stole it, sold it." "Fe'Tor didn't even know it was mine." "Worth a fortune!" "How's your neck?" "It's fine." "I don't mind sticking it out for you." "You don't want these broken." "You okay?" "Yeah." "Good." "Weird." "You ruined everything." "Skree-tak!" "You smell exotic." "Smell this." "Neck still okay?" "Yeah." "I knew it." "Sad thing is, he's gonna die happy." "And that is what it was all about." "Raxil." "She was getting her chip back and she used us." "She used us, man." "So it is not our fault." "I don't believe you." "Why not?" "Too many inconsistencies." "Too much obfuscation." "Obfuscation?" "How the hell does that translate?" "Fine, you know what?" "Look, you don't wanna believe me, go ask the girls." "Chiana and Jool are still sleeping off whatever it was they did, and I'm not inclined to wake them." "Pilot, I don't think you've understood me." "Let me just start again." "I..." " Crichton, no!" "I have located another planet nearby." "Industrial." "Comms traffic indicates they have accommodations for visitors." "You and D'Argo are to be visitors." "Pack what you need." "We shall return for you in eight solar days." "Pilot." "It was real." "Perhaps, John." "However, Moya and I desire time away from your constant bickering." "And this adventure, however embellished, does not alleviate that need." "Um..." "Get out of here." "Okay." "You know, you really should get out more." "These things do happen." "What, he didn't believe you?" "No." "Well, what was that thing about a slim duck?" " Slam dunk." "Whatever, it doesn't matter." "He's throwing us off Moya." "Yeah, well, you want to give it a go?" "No." "See, I did my best." "Your best was to blow it." "I did my best." " Well, you blew it." "D'Argo, he's kicking us off Moya because we argue." "He's kicking us off Moya because you argue." "No, we argue." " You argue." "We." "We argue." " You argue." "Oh, we... oh!" "You would argue with a lamppost." " I do not." "Open the door." "You open it." " You open the door." "What, you're a girl?" "I'm going to open the door for you?" "Open the door." "I'm older than you, show some respect." " You can open the door." " I'm not opening the door." " Well then I'll just..." " You open it."