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D'ARGO: I am a full blooded Luxan, and ladies, I have so much cash in my pocket that I can assure you that the three of us will crawl out of here on our hands and knees come sunrise tomorrow morning. I've been arrested for saying exactly the same thing on four different planets.

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JOHN: Why, what doesn't make sense? She nailed him with love potion number nine.

PILOT: It made him dance?

JOHN: Well, it's a way to meet girls.

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JOHN: Ten steps.

D'ARGO: Eight steps.

JOHN: Ten!

D'ARGO: Eight small legs human!

 

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DISCLAIMER: (Don't sue us, we're pathetic) This is so made up. We mean absolutely no offence. We all love Farscape, and the actors and crew involved in making our favourite show. This should be seen for what it is, a tribute. If by some bizarre, and frankly disturbing coincidence Mr. Browder does indeed enjoy the company of voles, then we apologise unreservedly.

Farscape and all it's subsidiary bits are owned by some other people and not us. Anything illegal we do is purely by accident and that includes the credit card scam and Bob's marijuana farm.