Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not going to hurt D'argo"?
General D'argo.
Woah, hold still!
What... what are you trying to do, kill all of us, now?
- Well who said that you were? - I did!
Here are some more.
You're looking better, already.
I'm not going to touch you.
네가 얻는 게 뭐야! What do you get out of it!
I once made an oath that I'd never be taken prisoner again.
Well.
What exactly does that mean?
Only the Luxan interests me.
I didn't do anything, it... it just froze up all around me.
It might at least slow the process down.
Human. You wouldn't know about us, yet.
you're gonna do some kind of ritual thing.
- I don't know. - Right, you don't know!
We have a more serious problem.
And holy women never go bad?
And I will.
Moya, Pilot, Aeryn...
We must celebrate.
She... wants you... to attend her.
- So let's get back to Moya and heat up some Irish coffees. - No,
- you could've killed him. - But she didn't.
Can you and D'argo return at once?
- D'argo! - No, stand back!
She's going to die, John.
So, when Moya eventually does die?
I could kill you were you stand.
She wouldn't do that.
D'argo, just because some ancient Luxan
Where's Crichton?
Think you're worthy of the honor?
D'argo, we must go!
They're increasing the deterioration!
If it is, Neelam should be able to find a solution.
Right?
Hull breeches are nearly unheard of on Leviathans.