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D'ARGO: Never swallow the dentic. JOHN: It's kinda minty. * JOHN: Hetch 7? That thing's a Hyundai. Why don't we stop playing hide and seek and smoke 'em? * AERYN: No offense, human, but what could I possibly need from you? JOHN: Oh, I don't know. Manners...personality...stock tips... * JOHN: Hey, I'm missing one of those...uh, pointy things with the laser probes. * D'ARGO: On Luxan, this is a mild winter morning. AERYN: Hmm. Another reason Sebaceans hate his world. * ZHAAN: I intend to. But another specimen would be helpful, John. Alive this time, if possible. JOHN: Oh, yeah, no problem. Hell, the damn things are related to me. * ZHAAN: And how will you tell us from them? D'ARGO: We will cut off the tip of our small finger for identification. * D'ARGO: Nest? RYGEL: Too many letters for you, Luxan? Try hive. * JOHN: They're making us their home. RYGEL: Then I'm moving. * JOHN: I don't know. We didn't cover the life-cycle of deep-space insects at JFK High. * RYGEL: I had blue crud way up in places you don't want to know about.   <PREV      NEXT>