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| John Crichton | My name is John Crichton... an astronaut. Three years ago I got shot through a wormhole. I'm in a distant part of the universe aboard this living ship of escaped prisoners, my friends. I've made enemies. Powerful. Dangerous. Now all I want is to find a way home, to warn Earth. Look upward, and share... the wonders I have seen. |
| John Crichton |
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What the hell is this? |
| Zhaan |
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Heat-deflecting paste. You'll burn up in there without it. |
| John Crichton |
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It smells like puke. |
| Zhaan |
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I pre-digested it to increase its potency. |
| John Crichton |
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It's puke!? |
| Harvey | Go on. Kill her. Then we'll have pizza and margarita shooters. Do it. Do it. | |
| John Crichton | Nobody has margarita with pizza. |
| Froy |
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Readings are back within tolerance. |
| Meeklo Braca | He survived. He always survives. | |
| Scorpius |
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That's true. |
| John Crichton |
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If you are here to give me another lecture - go away. |
| Ka D'Argo |
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Well if you are going to be as sour as an unmated flibisk, I will go away. |
| John Crichton |
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What the hell's a flibisk? |
| Ka D'Argo |
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A flibisk. A flibisk is a, ah, 10-legged creature about this big - [indicates size of Flibisk with gesture] - very tasty if prepared right. But if you prevent it from mating - it gets very disagreeable. |
| John Crichton |
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Hell, who doesn't. |
| Froy |
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The neural stress is killing him! |
| Meeklo Braca | Not yet. | |
| Froy |
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I'm removing the chip. |
| Meeklo Braca | I said - keep away from him! | |
| Froy |
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My duty is to Scorpius! [starts to push, Braca punches her in face, knocking her out] |
| Meeklo Braca | So is mine. |
| Scorpius |
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Through faithful service, I quickly advanced in rank. And created a special task force to develop wormhole technology. |
| Neurochip John | Sweet move. Join the army, get them to pay for your pet project. | |
| Scorpius |
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You think I want wormholes to betray Peacekeepers and to conquer the universe myself? I don't want power, I want revenge! I want to wipe out the Scarrans before they wipe us out! My people, yours, your friends. Everyone you care about! |
| Neurochip John | I've already lost - people I care about - because of you. Where is my revenge Scorpy? | |
| Scorpius |
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I've done what I thought necessary. You're entitled to despise me for it, but nonetheless, you and I have a common enemy - Scarrans! They plan to exterminate the Sebaceans, but they won't stop there! Nor with Luxans, Delvians, Baniks, or a thousand other lower life-forms. They'll stop - when they're the only sentient species left. And if they discover wormhole technology before we do - the galaxy is theirs. And eventually, John, they will find Earth. Your race is defenseless. They'll be raped and slaughtered unless you help us! |
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