Meltdown

Crichton, "Never say never again 007 that's all I know."

Crichton, "God-like aliens...man do I hate God-like aliens! I'll trade a critter for a God-like alien any day!"

Aeryn, "We're gonna...we're gonna...die...die die die die die die DIE if we don't get the conduits fixed!"

Aeryn, "Frell!"
Crichton, "Yea!"
Aeryn, "No I mean bad frell!"

Aeryn, "You OK?"
Crichton, "Yea...yea I...I'm all right. Thanks for watching my backside."
Aeryn, "Couldn't help myself."

Crais, "Are you STILL eating?"
Rygel, "Oh...stop me Crais! Make me stop. Shoot me! Do something please! (he groans)...here here! Tie my hands! Here!"
Crais, "I need your help."
Rygel, "No no no no, tie my hands now or I'm gonna explode!"

Stark, "I'm sorry. Talyn is once more being drawn into the sun. The lure is stronger then ever and Talyn can't fight it and I can't stop it. So I suggest you prepare yourselves for peace...because I have failed you and we are all going to die."

Aeryn, "All right, listen. I don't wana loose you either. Can we definitely get back to that later?"
Crichton, "Oh God I love you!"
Aeryn, "I love you too!"

Stark, "Do you remember when we met?"
Crichton, "You wana take a trip down memory lane? STARK?! My side your side my side your side my side your side!!"

Crichton, "Do you remember Zhaan, Stark? Let's talk about Zhaan!"
Stark, "I tried to help her but I couldn't."
Crichton, "She would piss on your grave right now. You wana know why?"
Stark, "My soulmate..."
Crichton, "Because Aeryn is my Zhaan. She's my Zhaan in every way, I love her and I would die for her and you know what, Stark? You're killing her!"
Stark, "My family..."
Crichton, "You're killing her you freakazoid psycho bastard! You are killing my Zhaan!!"

Crichton, "Damn Smokey, you can't argue with a woman!"

Aeryn, "Most of Talyn's internal systems are back on-line and his drexim levels have returned to normal."
Rygel, "I wish my levels were returning to normal."
Aeryn, "Next commerce planet you are re-stocking the Galley. You ate everything!"
Rygel, "I never ever want to even look at food again!"

Crichton, "Focus! Eyes on the task! Remember the mist. The mist is not your friend."
Aeryn, "Right. Bad mist."
Crichton, "Naughty mist."

Crichton, "We have uh...all the time in the world, no need to rush. You comfortable?"
Aeryn, "Mmm..."
Crichton, "Aeryn, this is the mist talking."
Aeryn, "I like what it's saying."
Crichton, "So do I but we gotta...we gotta focus."
Aeryn, "I'm doing my job, corridor is all clear."
Crichton, "So it's just you and me?"
Aeryn, "You and me..."