Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I will rip out your tongue and shove it up your faddic!
D'Argo!
I, uh... I got you Pilot.
I'm outside, Pilot. Where are the cables?
Frozen exhaust. If you rupture it...
And I don't need your emotions.
Hurry! We must draw the storm away from the station now!
- Stay with him. - I don't want to stay here.
- Stark - I'm fine. Anybody hurt?
but three hatches have ruptured! Chiana!
I'm not ready to talk.
I'll return...
- What did you do to him?! - Nothing.
You see, they say we're desecrating their gods by buying and selling here.
Why would you be cursed?
Chiana, I'm busy, and if I don't... whoa!
They are linked to the stations power source.
Now, do you have any idea who would want to destroy your station?
Yeah, well, ah... you smell very nice.
Repent? We have less than an arn.
Chiana could... say no.
Do you know what you did? You betrayed the one person on this ship,
the storm will be upon us.
Been, ah... thinking about that thing we talked about.
If I open the door... are you ready?
- D'Argo... - With my own manin.
Just buy me an intoxicant. That's all I need to recuperate.
Goodbye, John.
What you asked me to.
I was going to give it to Chiana, but I was wrong.
Yeah, so... you here to kill somebody? Can I help you?
But you...
We're on our way.
Are you ready to die in the cleansing apocalypse?
But be careful...
Gimme a shot, I'll get inside.
... so, you know, I--
but once you get past the blue slime... underneath... pure aviation fuel!
No, no, no, no. That pipe is hydro-honium steel.
one...
- You heard nothing. - Freezer chamber...
You know, don't you?
I don't know.
- D'Argo, let's not... - Let's not what?
Probably going to die anyway.
Got it.
I'm just not an expert on you dying.
Whoa! Watch it. Watch where your goin!