Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is this like that name you called Zhaan?

(playful growling) (tortured laughing)

Leviathan physiology?

Well, I know exactly how you feel.

You look different to the others and they're treating you like a stranger.

I can't do it. I can't get through.

Aeryn: Okay, I'm cutting now.

Does it surprise you that such a Sebacean woman would love me?

I'm through the protective casing.

Could this be related to what we've been calling "the virus"?

You got to turn back on the DRDs.

You need me, Macton?

(ship rumbling)

I bet that thing's going to grow.

I got to find another route.

I think I've found it.

How are you feeling?

And the less I understand.

the Peacekeeper.

(static continues)

If you'd gotten this stuff on another body part

But Pilot is unconscious.

And you're here. On Moya.

Yeah, Aeryn, I'm working on it.

How long can Luxans survive in vacuum?

Well, Pilot, I hope this works.

(crackling) (both groaning)

We are not safe. Our ship...

There's no way to shut down Moya's higher functions.

(panting exhale)

I think this control is ballast.

(surprised yell)

Oh! My size is never a matter for discussion.

What the hell was that?

(oscillating tone)

Zhaan: How do you feel, D'Argo?

She's quite beautiful.

D'Argo took his son on an excursion.

To nourish the fetus during the very tenuous period right after conception