JOHN: God-like aliens! Man,
do I hate god-like aliens. I'd trade a critter for a god-like
alien any day.
*
AERYN: Frell.
JOHN: Yeah?
AERYN: No, no, no... I mean
bad 'frell'.
*
JOHN: Good old Stark. Count
on him to jump right in and wig right out.
*
JOHN: Thanks for watching my
backside.
AERYN: I couldn't help myself.
*
CRAIS: I am your Captain!
*
AERYN: I can manually prime
the cannon.
JOHN: I'd love to see that.
*
JOHN: Is there some kind of
stupid 'alien quotation book' you guys use?
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