Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You keep your hands off my sister.

You must. You must remember everything.

But I do have access.

And if some new, malicious organism is discovered,

Moya's showing major chemical surges.

D'Argo, the explosion here on Moya.

It was quite a coup for him.

is killing Pilot,

We don't have a choice, Aeryn.

Aeryn, we got to be getting close to the source.

You may have noticed, he seems determined to follow us, no matter where we go.

We got another systems malfunction to report.

I had to send you away.

How generous of you.

Man, I am never going to get used to walking around inside a living ship.

(static): Be very careful... which wire... pull.

You know, when your mother's family first saw me...

Pilot, what was D'Argo's last known location?

We need to know what happened down there.

A catalyst for pregnancy.

space transmitted disease?

Pilot, we're all very glad to see you up and back on your feet.

Is there any way for us to communicate with Moya?

I think the most direct access point is going to be in Pilot's chamber.

It's the virus.

John, can you hear me?

You must hold still.

As what, another passive weapon like the paddac beacon?

Aeryn, is this all of them?

Hell, I don't even know if you can understand me without Pilot translating.

What did I say about going through other people's things?

There's no way of knowing.

Well, something is.

Moya's still working to assume more control of systems.

I mean, this science, you've had it your whole life.

That's why we must continue these sweeps.

I think I know why you're upset.

My name is John Crichton, an astronaut...

(grunting and groaning)