JOHN: D'Argo, green or black?
D'ARGO: Well black of course.
I mean far be it for me to say but I've always thought the colour
of that green shirt doesn't suit the shape of your body.
RYGEL: Now, it is permissible
for you to be the focus of attention if I desire it, and I do
so desire it.
RYGEL: And since she's arrived, sweet Orrhn has been atop me
or beneath me or-
JOHN: Okay, there's a mental
Polaroid we can all live without Ryg!
CRAIS: Well you don't think that that's the head and that's the
JOOL: Well, not unless he sits
on his mouth.
JOHN: Rygel look I completely understand, but you cannot let
the little appendage start telling the big appendage what to
CRAIS: I've used all the brain matter we've found so far. It's
possible the part of his memory that holds the answer isn't here.
JOHN: Either that or we're
tracking it all over the ship with our shoes.
ORRHN: The pleasure Dominar, was all yours.
RYGEL: You were faking?
ORRHN: Ugh! Males!