Taking The Stone

 

 

Rygel: Well, where did you bury your leaders on earth?
John:Just underground.
Rygel: Next to where you lived, that's disgusting.

Rygel: What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere; I'm staying right here.
John: Yeah, like anybody cares.

John: Don't rob the graves Sparky.
Rygel: How dare you imply that a Hynerian Dominar would desa…(looks at shiny object, takes it and it opens a chest of treasures>…Yatza.

Molnon (to Aeryn): Uh wow, Vyna is amazed by you, age lines, dead spots, you're historic.
Aeryn: Historic…

John: Did you catch any of that?
Aeryn: Not much except all the I'm worn our dren.

John: Be nice.
Aeryn: I'm not good at nice.
John: Just don't shoot her.

D'Argo: You robbed the dead.
Rygel: And believe me that wasn't as easy as it sounds.

(Zhaan is chanting)
Rygel: Shut up! Oh, will you please shut up!
Zhaan: I'm doing this for your benefit Rygel.
Rygel: Oh thank you. Now benefit me elsewhere I'm trying to sleep!

Chiana: In case you haven't noticed I'm not your kid, I'm not your sister, and I'm only you trowck in your dreams.

John: Yo! Bob, Marley, you've seen Molnon?

John: Are we having a failure to communicate here?

Aeryn: What happened to you?
John: I had a pissing contest with Molnon. I won.
Aeryn: Doesn't look like it.

Aeryn: Where are you going?
John: To see if this Excedrin headache was worth it.

John: Aeryn, what the hell is wrong with you? You are the pin up girl for frontal assault. You should be dragging her back to the ship yourself.

John: Well, let's get her on the dog and bone.
Aeryn: Whatever that means Crichton.

John: Why does it always end in tears?

John: Lately, do I seem a little crazy to you?
Aeryn: What do you mean lately?