Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pilot? You guys okay? Pilot!
And you're no use to me.
Well, do something!
I am Dominar Rygel the Sixteenth, requesting an audience.
Yes but we're poor.
Everytime I think that there's more to you
You said you had an opportunity for profit.
You’d burn Moya?
You don't understand.
I did everything I could.
They're eating the ship!
This is your fault!
I trust you're well?
Karack Metalites.
No, of course not. Not at all.
Not... according to the manifest.
The Baniks... they're gone. He's a Stykari. He's... he's attuned to the dying. He knows.
On the Command..
Always just too late.
The Banik Slavers can keep the rest.
What?
Yeah, but they'll be able to find Jothee no matter where Scorpius stashes him. Item two
On our way, Pilot.
Jothee. Jothee! It’s you, it’s really you!
It wasn't easy.
Shut up, both of you!
The creatures are nearing Moya’s propulsors, Zhaan.
I don’t know, but he hasn’t exactly been himself lately.
Oh, there'll be some... enough to indulge ourselves a little.
... gone... dead. All dead. All dead. I failed them.
That's very noble of you.
They consume metal in their natural environment.
we decided to discontinue the hunt.