
Thank Got It's Friday, Again
D’Argo “Bring him to me!” he destroys a DRD
Rygel “You’re dead.”
Aeryn “D’Argo’s been off the ship for three whole days but we couldn’t find you to tell you. You hide very well, you must have had a lot of practice.”
Rygel laughs
Crichton “Shut up! Comes natural, especially when you got
*that* chasing you!”
Crichton “Oh yea, I think I’ve seen thing one. Mel Gibson, Tina Turner, cage match!”
Rygel "What?"
Crichton “Oh, don’t worry, nobody saw the third one anyway.”
Crichton “My boy D’Argo into the Promise Land.”
Aeryn “Yes, and he’s left his brain behind.”
Zhaan "I am Pa'u Zotah Zhaan."
Aeryn “She gives me a woody. Woody...? A human saying I’ve heard you say often, when you don’t trust someone of they may you nervous they give you...”
Crichton “Willies! She gives you the willies!”
Aeryn “We’ve got a situation up here.”
Crichton “Well I’m sure it’s not any more interesting then the situation down here.”
Aeryn “Well remember Rygel’s assassination attempt? He caused it himself, his body fluids have turned explosive.”
Crichton “I stand corrected.”
Pilot “When a Pilot is bonded to a Leviathan, as I am bonded to
Moya, it is as a navigator. A monitor of all the living ships functions. The analysis of scientific data is not something I know or easily understand.”
Aeryn “Yea but you’re good at it.”
Pilot “I study every chance I can. Moya was born with a very
complete bank of scientific data." *he sighs* "I only comprehend a fraction I’m afraid.”
Aeryn “Do the others know about this?”
Pilot “I have told no one. I prefer they didn’t know.”
Aeryn "But you told me."
Pilot "I feel I can trust you."
Aeryn “What I had to do up there was like a field strategy exercise only the enemy wasn’t
trying to kill me the enemy was a puzzle. And there were lots of different... pieces and
independently separately...they didn’t....they didn’t make any sense. And I had to think it
through really hard and I had to work out try different combinations of putting them
together and finally I worked out what had happened and I worked out what I had to do.”
Crichton laughs
Aeryn "What?"
Crichton “This is great! You’re trading in your pulse rife for the Jr. Chemistry Kit!”
Aeryn “I am not a scientist. I am, however, what I have always been and that is
superior.”
Rygel “If I were warmer, I would have an appropriately venomous reply. Be warned, I
owe you one!”