Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Very well, Crichton.
Virtually without even trying, I'm beginning to understand concepts that I've been thinking about for months,
Please, calm down!
Great.
ha ha ha..I don't think so!
Hey! Hey! Heeeey. It's okay.
That's assuming the defense screen itself holds out.
You wanna be the next to mess with me? Well get in line!
And unfortunately, we have an answer.
What do you want? Huh?
Chia...
What were you thinking?
Sphere.
Is what I am trying to find, Pilot,
But...
That is your name, right?
Are you gonna tell me I'm wrong?
Whatever you came for you...
fifteen microts.
No, no, no, it's okay!
I can't tell you anything.
John Crichton.
Face reality? We were saving ourselves at someone else's expense!
I'm John.
Caveman?
How could you have done this?
He thinks he's you.
Look, perhaps it would help
Chiana.
With an attitude like that, do you really think you're the best of the three of us?
Chiana.
Fine, then at least get them a message.
How could I be?
I'm Being hunted by an insane military commander...
Well guess what?
No, this is futile.
I need to know... did you see anything, anyone, inside there?
I don't wanna think of you at all.
Pilot!
But I estimate it will be upon us in...
A- a- and I was uh...
You know Zhaan?
Pilot!
You can't be.
Life In My Office Every Day
Save Moya.
I'm just looking for a way home.
Better than dying.
No, no, you're losing perspective.
the defense screen deflects energy, right?