[Rygel stealing John's boots.]
John: Rygel! What the hell are you...where am I?
Rygel: [Lying] You...you died down on the planet.
D'Argo and...and Aeryn brought your corpse up here and I...I revived you. Oh...yes. The others, yeah, they wanted to set your body adrift, uh...but I insisted I could save your life. And I did!
John: [Laughing] Of course you did. It's not Kansas. And you're way too homely to be Auntie Em. Come here, Toto. [Gives Rygel a big kiss].
John: Where's the you-know-what?
Rygel: I knew you wouldn't come back just for me!
John: What'd you do with it?
Rygel: It's safe and sound.
John: Did you swallow it?
Rygel: Swallow it? Yes. Yes. Which means you're going to have to take me back as I am or disembowel me here.
John: Don't you tempt me, Fluffy.
Zhaan: Where's Rygel?
John: Our Supreme Eminence has been bagged. Pilot! Get a tractor beam on that shuttle!
Pilot: Tractor beam? What's that?
John: Graviton field. Attracto ray. Superglue. Whatever it is that you yanked me aboard with.
Pilot: You mean the docking web?
John: Fine. Yes. You're right. We know almost nothing about the Tavloids.
John: Whatever. Tavloid...Tav...We do know they will pay us to haul cargo which they're not going to do if you go in there doing your...John Wayne impression.
Aeryn: John Wayne? Who's that? A relative?
John: John Wayne? No. The big guy. "True Grit," "The Searchers," "The Cowboys," "Genghis Khan." Uh no, look, forget about Genghis Khan - everybody makes a bad movie. But the point is...
Aeryn: Look. No. The point is that I'm not going to meet that shuttle unarmed. Simple as that.
John: Kung Fu! Kung Fu never carried a gun.
John: Hey, D'Argo. How come I'm not afraid?
D'Argo: Fear accompanies the possibility of death. Calm shepherds its certainty.
John: I love hanging with you, man. My Dad's good luck charm.
D'Argo: Does it work?
John: I'm alive. So far. Kirk and Spock. Abbott and Costello. First base.
D'Argo: You thought you would stay here the rest of your life.
John: I haven't stopped thinking that. Look around, D'Argo. There's a lot worse places. Since I left my home, I've been hunted, beaten, locked up, shanghaied, shot at... I've had alien creatures in my face, up my nose, inside my brain, down my pants. This is the first time, the first place, where I've felt peace.
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