Meltdown

Crais: You know the truth. You know I will never again be a peacekeeper.
John: Never say never double-oh-seven, that's all I know.

John (to chanting Stark): Knock it off pop-top.

John: You know Talyn has got a hog of a power plant but he's got a piss-poor electrical system. He sneezes and half of his circuits fry.

John: Well at least some people are smiling around here these days.
Aeryn: Yeah I know it suits your face.
John: I was talking about you.
Aeryn: Me? I'm not smiling.
John: Yes you are.
Aeryn: Pay attention to your work.

John: Look Crais before we all go crackers…(Aeryn walks in) Hey baby how you doin'?

Mu-Quillus: I want to help you.
John: They all say that.

Crais: Get back to the conduits.
John: Yes Dad.

John: God-like aliens, man do I hate god-like aliens. I'll trade a critter for a god-like alien any day.

John: Remember the mist. The mist is your friend.
Aeryn: Right bad mist.
John: Naughty mist.

Rygel: (about Stark) Right, that's done it, he's gone, he's totally (farts) insane.

Aeryn: Frell.
John: Yeah.
Aeryn: No, no, no I mean bad frell.

John: The pied piper's found a new tune.
Crais: Explain.
John: Natural phenomenon my ass, Mu-Quillus is generating these pulses.
Crais: How?
John: Ah orbiting boom box, he's ah whistling out his butt. How the hell should I know? The point is we gotta find the source and we gotta squish it.

John: Stark, what in the living hell are you talking about?

John: You Astro, calm down and tell me what the hell is going on?

John: Good old Stark, count on him to jump right in and wig right out.

Crais: Enough linked genes must have remained for Talyn to grow a vestigial Pilot facility.
John: Like an appendix?

John: Thanks for watching my backside.
Aeryn: I couldn't help myself.

Aeryn: Stark you listen to me now. You try anything like that again and I will personally take you to the other side.

John: Aeryn this is the mist talking.
Aeryn: I like what it's saying.

Crais: I am your Captain.
Rygel: You're not my captain.
Crais: This is a direct order!
Rygel: Dream on.
Aeryn: All we can do now is wait.
John: I'm not letting you go.
Aeryn: I'm never letting you go.

John (to Stark): You're going to give me control or I am going to rip off the other side of your damn face!

John: Blow the damn Aurora chair let's talk about the good times huh? Do you remember Zhaan Stark? (moving hands around head) Let's talk about Zhaan.
Stark: I tried to help her but I couldn't.
John: Well she would piss on your grave right now, you wanna know why?
Stark: My soul mate…
John: Because Aeryn is my Zhaan. She's my Zhaan in every way and I love her and I would die for her. And you know what Stark? You're killing her.
Stark: What? Me?
John: You're killing her you freak-a-zoid psycho bastard. You're killing my Zhaan.

John: I got some control back let me show you.
Aeryn: I love it when you take control.
John: That's the drexim talking.
Aeryn: No, it isn't. I can manually prime the cannon.
John: I'd love to see that.
Aeryn: Talyn's cannon.
John: I'm not stupid.

Stark: You're like Zhaan in so many ways.
Aeryn: If you say so.

Stark: Would Zhaan approve of this use of violence?
Aeryn: She's speaking through me now, it is her wish (shrugs at John).

Mu-Quillis: Stop what you're doing.
John: Is there some kind of stupid alien quotation book you guys use?

John: Lava boy, you are loosing.
Mu-Quillis: A compromise assures your survival.
John: Again with the quote book. Hey, quote me on this. We're going to blow up your fuse box.

John (to Mu-Quillis): Damn smokey, you can't argue with a woman.

Stark: I know how he feels, what he thinks about everything. About you.
Crais: Talyn was not of his right mind. Anything you think you experienced must take that into consideration.
Stark: I know. Even if you slit my throat, I will still know.

Aeryn: He's recovering well, he's a remarkable vessel.
John: Speaking of remarkable vessels.