Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What the hell does he want from me?
I know you're Australian, Cobb, but you've got to know who won the Super Bowl.
Crichton: It's always the same here, Dad. Nice and quiet.
Why have the engines stopped?
Yes.
Enough is enough.
Crichton: Rygel, you okay?
Aeryn.
They're watching us.
After you left, your Earth disappeared through the wormhole.
They can help us.
they'll try to make me tell 'em.
It could kill me, Zhaan. I know.
Everything here is a physical creation from your memory.
You find out who won the Super Bowl yet?
No.
(Aeryn speaking Sebacean)
(gunshot)
I knew it. He's betrayed us. There'll be soldiers outside.
(munching)
You're kidding me.
You know, when you disappeared in Farscape One, I...
There's no way he'd let me out of his sight if what you say is true.
He wants you to relax so that I can tell whether or not you're really my son.
Rygel: Just go, you lucky prabakto. Go.
But you tell those humans that when they come for me, I'll kill them.
Lovely Hynerian marjols.
What are you getting so worked up about?
I'm holding it right now.
We had to be certain of how we'd be received.
Yes, sir. Last year in the Simpson Desert,
Stability down to 48%.
I like 'em, Dad.
They flew him to another base.
Ladies first.
(engine slows)
Yeah.
Something else has come through the wormhole.
A Fellip's a creature on Tarsis and they get the nectar from...