Revenging Angel

John: Whoa, hey yo, yo, yo, easy man remember what the doctors say about hyper…
D'Argo: I have nothing…nothing. I have no wife, no son, no home, nothing. I have been forced to manufacture distractions in order to live.
John: D'Argo…your ship look…no…
D'Argo: that ship is all I had
John: your ship…
D'Argo: You sabotaged my frelling ship! (pushes him into crates)

Chiana: You're pathetic, you really are. We're all going to die because… (D'Argo throws his Qualta Blade and it falls into Pilot's pit.
Pilot: Ka D'Argo, your Qualta Blade.
Chiana: That was mature.

Chiana: Hey Princess.
Jool: We're going to die aren't we?
Chiana: Eventually. You got the mivonks to push the date back? Help D'Argo in the transport hangar. When he's sick of you, find me.

Scorpy Clone: Let's see what's left in the fuel tank.
John: Go away and let me do what I got to do.
Scorpy Clone: Oh what? Find a reason to live?
John: I've got plenty of reasons.
Scorpy Clone: Then give me the Letterman list.
John: Earth, Dad, pizza, sex, cold beer, fast cars, sex, Aeryn…love.

Scorpy Clone: Love is transient, vaporous. And guess who Aeryn loves right now? He wins, you lose.
John: Thank you for coming, go away.

John (in his mind): You're very wise.
Pilot: I don't get out much, so I read.

Cartoon John: God, I love science fiction.

Jool: But Pilot said…
Chiana: An arn! Load the supplies. Do what I tell you. Children.

D'Argo: Nothing works. I've failed.
Chiana: Move D'Argo let mommy shoot it.

D'Argo: I don't like to lose.
Chiana: Well then why did you let go of me?

D'Argo: I am not ancient Luxan. I do not speak ancient Luxan and I do not read ancient Luxan because I am not ancient Luxan.
Chiana: And not likely to become one either.

Jool: I did it.
Chiana: You usually do. What?
Jool: I was in his ship.
Chiana: What?
Jool: I didn't mean to…I…
Chiana: You need to die horribly.

D'Argo: (to Jool and Chiana) What are you doing? Huh? (points to John on the ground)
Chiana: Having a conversation.
D'Argo: Having a conversation? Obviously very interesting.

Jool: I know I can be difficult. That no one wants to spend time with me. You're someone who I like. And I know since the problems with your son and Chiana, that you've preferred to be alone, in here. I just thought, if this is so important to you then maybe, maybe if I learned a little about it, we might have something to talk about.
D'Argo: Thanks for making the effort.

Cartoon Aeryn: (changes into Jessica from Roger Rabbit) I get it, I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way. Oh please at least use some imagination. (changes into Marilyn Monroe) Happy Birthday Mister Astronaut (changes into Cleopatra) Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo?
John: Honey, that's the wrong Shakespeare.
Cartoon Aeryn: (changes into Dorothy from Wizard of Oz) There's no place like home. (changes into Madonna) Hey Johnny, like a virgin? (changes into Baywatch woman) I like…rescue you.
John: Can you do that Sharon Stone thing? Basic Instinct.
Cartoon Aeryn: (changes into Nancy Reagan) Johnny, just say…
John: No!
Cartoon Aeryn: (changes to normal) There's a good boy. Thank you.

Cartoon Aeryn: D'Argo could you just leave young Johnny alone please?
D'Argo: Uh…no (chases him)
Cartoon Aeryn: Run, Forrest, Run!

Cartoon John: You'd really shoot me? We could get counseling. I know a guy. (stops Cartoon D'Argo's gun) Dr. Chuck Jones wrote the (stops gun again) Dr. Chuck Jones wrote the book on these situations.

Jool: Do these Hodian bat things, leave droppings?
Pilot: Extensively. Their effluvium spreads along Moya's inner hull and helps seal microscopic cracks.
Chiana: Bat dren.
Pilot: You're walking through it. (Jool screams)

Cartoon John: Well this space man is going home. Lock up the women and hide the fried chicken!

Scorpy Clone: Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to pay our final respects, 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.

Scorpy Clone: Even I don't know if it's too late. We could already be gone.
John: I love Aeryn. That should be enough.

John: 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.
Scorpy Clone: 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.
John: He's a fiction Harv. I know the difference. I'm real, I have to live with what I do.

Cartoon John: Eh, what's up D'Argo?
D'Argo: I'll tell you what's up. I'm going to kill you.

John: On with the show this is it! No cartoons, no crutches, revenge. I'd like to thank the Academy (kisses his hand) for this beautiful Oscar.

Scorpy Clone: I don't understand.
John: Of course you don't understand. You live in the country but you do not speak the language. Just don't touch anything in here, you're clueless.

Scorpy Clone: Then we're dead.
John: Don't ever distract me from what I really feel. Harv, I love Aeryn. (comes back to life) I appreciate your help though. That's all folks.

John: Hey guys, the lights are all out. Maybe we should call someone (passes out)

D'Argo: We have a code. Aggression against an ally entitles retribution.
John: D'Argo look at me. There's nothing that would ever make me take revenge on you.
D'Argo: Thank you.