Aeryn: What's the matter with you? I'm the one that got shocked.
John: Yeah, well you notice we're in contact down here.
John: You know, I could get you something to stand on.
John: Look, out here in the Uncharted Territories, aren't we a little out of range for the Peacekeeper radar?
Aeryn: It's possible that Crais might get close enough to us to reactivate devices like these. You notice he seems determined to follow us wherever we go.
John: Come on, big guy. Come on. Give me one of those nasty smelly breaths.
John: I am never going to get used to walking around inside a living ship.
Aeryn: You have nothing similar in your culture?
John: Well, Jonah and the whale, but no contemporary parallels. Except maybe the horse and rider.
Aeryn: Rider? The horse is a beast of burden?
John: Yeah. Not as large or sophisticated as Moya here, but kinda similar. Loyal and intelligent.
Aeryn: That you capture and make work for you.
John: Yeah, but we love them, too.
Aeryn: You love what you enslave?
John: We don't enslave them, all right? We- Fine, we enslave them.
Zhaan: The air is stale in here and the room is cold. Not exactly what you need recovering from internathermia, but I'll see if I can't do something about it for you.
Zhaan: When you look at me, what do you see?
D'Argo: I see my future. No matter what the others say, I see you and me together...
Zhaan: D'Argo! Tell me. Let me help you. Who is Lo'laan?
John: Aeryn, thanks. You've done it.
Aeryn: I don't know how.
John: When Aeryn was injected with Pilot's DNA, it must have made some kind of permanent change.
Zhaan: It was all flushed out of her.
John: Was it?
D'Argo: I know exactly what you're doing, Jothee.
Rygel: Jothee?
D'Argo: Come here, boy.
Rygel: Boy?
D'Argo: Jothee, you are so big!
Rygel: My size is never a matter for discussion!
D'Argo: I think I know why you're upset. You're old enough now to realize that we're outsiders here. And you look different to the others, and they're treating you like a stranger.
Rygel: Strange is right.
D'Argo: Well, I know exactly how you feel. You know, when your mother's family first saw me-
Rygel: What about my mother?
D'Argo: They despised me. So that's why we had to get away.
Rygel: Not far enough.
D'Argo: We came to a place where no one could tell us what we thought of felt was wrong.
Rygel: Well, I'm telling you. You're wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong...
John: You okay?
Zhaan: The air is getting staler.
John: Yeah, but are you gonna be okay?
John: Can this ship function without Pilot?
Zhaan: Theoretically yes. Moya is an independent living being. Pilot and the DRD's are merely servicers in aid for her operations.
John: What about the environmentals, the lights, the air...
Zhaan: Those things are not here to help keep Moya functioning, they're here for us. And Pilot controlled those.
John: You are not sleeping!
Rygel: No, I'm not sleeping. D'Argo tucked me in and went for a walk.
John: Who's Lo'laan?
D'Argo: Who's Lo'laan? You may despise your sister for marrying me, Macton, but don't mock her by feigning to forget her name.
John: Marrying. Wait a minute. These people are real? You were married?
John: Uh oh. Eyes.
Aeryn: Eyes?
John: Like a cave scene in a Yosemite Sam cartoon.
Aeryn: I think.
John: You think?
Aeryn: Look, do you want to come up here and try to handle all these thousands of controls?
John: Where are Rygel and D'Argo?
Zhaan: D'Argo took his son on an excursion.
John: Our beloved ship may be trying to kill us.
Zhaan: I can't believe Moya doesn't know.
John: Would you know what a few bacteria are doing inside of you? No, you don't know until you get a symptom.
Zhaan: My body carries no bacteria.
John: Aeryn, is this all of them?
Aeryn: I'm sure there are a lot more.
John: Rygel, where are you?
Rygel: Getting a piggy-back ride.
John: See if you can get a ride back up to command.
D'Argo: You must hold still. We're up in the mountains and the air is very thin.
Rygel: So it's mountains now. Do you know I sincerely believe you require physical restraints?
D'Argo: The more I know you, the more I love you. And the less I understand. How could you give up everything to be with someone like me?
John: D'Argo, you have to remember.
D'Argo: I don't want to.
D'Argo: I never had the chance. You're so young... I never had the chance to tell you why your mother and I went away from the world that we knew. Jothee, please understand. I had to send you away. I was charged with your mother's murder. Before they could arrest me, I got you to another planet, safely away. To a place where I prayed that Macton and others like him would never find you. I had no other choice. But I can't be sure that you have remained safe until I see you again. I can't.
John: D'Argo...
D'Argo: When Macton arrested me, he still had her dried blood on his hands.
John: Macton? I thought you were arrested by a Peacekeeper.
D'Argo: It was quite a coup for him.
John: Macton was a Peacekeeper.
Zhaan: If he was a Peacekeeper, then Lo'laan was...
D'Argo: I remember it all.
John: Zhaan, how much do you know about Leviathan physiology?
Zhaan: Not a great deal. Why?
John: Do you know how they reproduce?
D'Argo: Reproduce?
John: Yeah, I think Moya's pregnant.
Zhaan: Pilot, we're all very glad to see you up and back on your feet.
John: At least up, anyway.
John: Is there some kind of What to Expect When You're Expecting a Baby Leviathan book? Dr. Spock, Mr. Spock...
D'Argo: Does it surprise you that such a Sebacean woman would love me?
Aeryn: D'Argo, it is ingrained in Peacekeepers from birth that we must keep the bloodlines pure. Such unions are evil.
D'Argo: Do you therefore think my son is evil?
Aeryn: No. Because in his eyes, I see you.
Aeryn: No matter what happens to us, I will never tell anyone about your son.
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