
Revenging Angel
Chiana, "Hey Princess?"
Jool, "We're gonna die, aren't we?"
Chiana, "Eventually. You got the mivonks to push the date back?"
NeuroScorpy, "What, find a reason to live?"
Crichton, "I've got plenty of reasons."
NeuroScorpy, "Well then give me...the Letterman list!"
Crichton, "Earth, Dad, pizza, sex, cold beer, fast cars, sex, Aeryn...love."
NeuroScorpy, "Well, we're both dead."
Crichton, "You're very wise."
Pilot, "I don't get out much, so I read."
Crichton, "God, I love science fiction!"
Chiana, "We're not leaving without Crichton."
Jool, "But Pilot said..."
Chiana, "An arn! Load the supplies, do what I tell you! Children!"
Jool, "You once said to me that our species might be related. If that's true, you have to have a measure of intelligence about you. Which means you can reason. Be honest. Talk to him. Work out the problem. Conflicts for barbarians."
Jool explains to D'Argo why she examined his ship.
The Aeryn in Crichton's mind spins through all the different sexy versions...includes Jessica Rabbit, Marylin Monroe, Cleopatra, Dorothy, and more, all done by Claudia Black!
Crichton, "Dr. Chuck Jones wrote the book on these situations!"
Crichton, to Chiana, "Come on, baby. You're the sultana of survival. What's left?"
Crichton, "Lock up the women and HIDE the fried chicken!!"
NeuroScorpy, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to pay our final respects and to say farewell to our dear friend, Commander John Crichton. A schmuck! Mule headed, reckless, and probably brain dead before I met him. Alas...his death is mine also."
Crichton, "I don't want to be like other people. I don't want to be like you. I don't want to stoop that low...Kirk wouldn't stoop that low."
NeuroScorpy, "That was a television show, John. And he made Priceline commercials! But if you insist...then look to Kirk the way he really was. Savage when he had to be!"
Crichton, "He's a fiction, Harv. I know the difference. I'm real, I have to live with what I do."
Crichton, sounding like Bugs Bunny, "Eh, what's up D'Argo!"
Crichton and NeuroScorpy discuss if revenge worked to bring Crichton back to life.
Crichton, "That's all, folks!"
D'Argo, "I am Ka D'Argo, son of Letar, grandson of Rexar, and I am the great-grandson of Ka D'Argo Dretal."
D'Argo, "We have a code. Aggression against an ally entitles retribution."
Crichton, "D'Argo, look at me. There is nothing that would ever make me take revenge on you."