Ben Browder acreditado por interpretar...
John Crichton
- [John and Aeryn in a dream of John's, talking about their child]
- John Crichton: Maybe it's not mine at all.
- Aeryn Sun: You just won't let that rest, will you?
- John Crichton: Nah. Maybe it's got a little pony tail and a teeny, tiny goatee.
- Aeryn Sun: Maybe.
- John Crichton: Maybe there's half a metal face on it.
- Aeryn Sun: Maybe.
- John Crichton: Maybe it's a royal pain in the ass, eats all the time and farts a lot.
- Aeryn Sun: Then we'll know it's yours.
- Chiana: What if the creature's waiting?
- John Crichton: Then piss it off.
- Chiana: How?
- John Crichton: Pretend it's me.
- Dominar Rygel XVI: I gotcha. I gotcha. I uh, uh
- [pauses]
- Dominar Rygel XVI: tried.
- John Crichton: [shouting] Rigel you bastard.
- Dominar Rygel XVI: I tried.
- Elack's Pilot: We are old. We must accept our time is soon anyway. Perhaps in passing, we can serve some purpose for others.
- John Crichton: She's the mother Theresa of the uncharted Territories. No, you don't mind if we fight for you, do you?