John: I can't be your kind of hero.
Jack: No, you can't be. Each man gets a chance to be his own kind of hero. Your time will come, and when it does, watch out. Chances are, it'll be the last thing you ever expected.
John: DK? Dad? Where are you guys? Where's... Earth?
John: That's big. That's really big.
Rygel: They brought you on board, didn't they? Don't worry, I'll protect you. I look after you now, you look after me later.
Rygel: I hate starburst.
Zhaan: Pilot, does Moya know where we are?
Pilot: Yes, of course. We're... someplace else. I'll get back to you on the specifics.
John: What is the matter with you... people?
D'Argo: Why have you, uh-
Zhaan: Imprisoned? Because on my world, even among my own kind I was something of an anarchist.
John: Please let it all be a dream. A very bad, very twisted dream.
John: Where are my clothes?
Rygel: I'm Rygel the Sixteenth, dominar to over six hundred billion people. I don't need to talk to you.
John: Why have you got me locked in here? I'm not here to harm you. Hell, I wouldn't know how to harm you.
Rygel: We can no more trust you than we can trust that.
Aeryn: What is your rank and regiment? And why are you out of uniform? Rank and regiment now!
Zhaan: What's the problem, my dear? You should be used to viewing the likes of us through bars.
Aeryn: It may be the only chance we get.
John: We?
John: Boy, was Spielberg ever wrong. Close Encounters my ass.
Aeryn: What is that?
John: That's cutting-edge technology.
Aeryn: We're taking mine.
John: I'm on another planet.
Aeryn: They're prisoners. Escaped prisoners. They need to be recaptured.
D'Argo: Or destroyed.
Aeryn: He claims to be a human from a planet called Erp.
Crais: A human. That will require some study. I will personally enjoy pulling you apart to see what you're made of.
Crais: You know something about this... alien?
Aeryn: Only that I have spent time with him, sir, and I believe him when he says what happened to your brother was an accident. I don't believe that he is brave enough or intelligent enough to attack one of our Prowlers intentionally.
Crais: Exactly how much time have you spent with this human?
John: Not a lot. Not much at all.
Crais: Because as you know, Peacekeeper high command has very clear parameters regarding contact with unclassified alien life forms. You may have very well exceeded those parameters, Officer Sun-
Aeryn: No, sir.
Crais: Which makes you irreversibly contaminated.
Aeryn: No, sir!
Crais: Take them away! Take them all away.
D'Argo: Warrior to warrior, I vow one day I will kill you!
John: Don't move! Or I'll fill you full of... little yellow bolts of light!
D'Argo: Now unlock me.
Aeryn: No, he's a criminal!
John: We all are.
John: We take her, too.
D'Argo: What? Never. I will take you. You are managable. But she-
John: If she stays, we all stay.
Aeryn: No. I will not come with you.
John: You've been irreversibly contaminated, remember?
D'Argo: It means death.
Aeryn: It is my duty, my breeding. Since birth. It's what I am.
John: You can be more.
Pilot: The Peacekeeper female and the... other one are with him.
Rygel: What a charmer.
D'Argo: You have a warrior's instinct. Good. We'll need that.
D'Argo: I don't know who you are, where you're from or what you want. But if you threaten my freedom, I'll kill you.
Aeryn: Listen to me. If you want to live, choose your allegiances carefully. That's not to say that there are any guarantees.
John: I don't know where I am. Techinically I don't know how I got here. But I'm not going to stop trying to get home.
John: See, you're fixed. Go play.
John: My equipment. It's mine.
Rygel: Are you a sound sleeper?
John: There's life out here, Dad. Weird, amazing, psychotic life. And in technicolor. Hey, Dad, you know those rattlers in the stomach we talked about? Well, I've got them now.
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