Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sorry.
You think if I knew how I did it I would help you?!
there.
A ship full of aliens becomes so normal.
Oh my God.
There was no pilot error.
Keeping you safe.
Hey DK, how you doin'?!
the Scarran is elsewhere, preparing another onslaught.
You know that guy?
Ooo, no time for beer!
Stay with me, this time.
So you got a clean psyche report.
Is that why you can't talk?
She treated you after your crash.
Admit it,
John, we haven't got much time.
That astronaut.
The Scarrans aren't trying to fool you, John.
Your true memories of Earth,
Ooo, missed it there. How you goin'?
Ho, hey, fellas, meet the new boss!
Yeah, not soon enough! He blacked out.
Yeah. Occums Razor.
You are.
Captain Bialar Crais?
Be with me when I go.
Leave... me!
Listen, tough guy or not,
The Farscape project's circling the drain.
That's why you can't sleep nights.
D. Logan.
You're sweating, John.
Crichton! Crichtooooooo-!
Then I'm afraid you're mistaken.
Few too many, huh?
Man, these guys are good.
I'm afraid.
Kelvo ten.
...my initial mission.
Yeah.
Do you good to move the muscles.
Look, somebody is gas lighting me!
Can you tell us why?
Illegal possession of a fire arm.
I need to talk to.
He was told to abort a dozen times.
Get lost!
Tryin' to see which way I'll move next.
Sc...
Interesting euphemism
And do not confide in anyone else you may encounter.
How you feelin'?
Damn.
But to whaaaaaat?!
I crashed? I don't remember...crashing.
I'll find new places to take your temperature.
Assault on a police officer!
You're a Delvian.
You're such a smart boy.
Crichton!
Where am I?
My name is John Crichton...
Out in the lounge, I think.
I am so there!
It's probably Scorpius. G-gotta...gotta...gotta be Scorpius.
Let go! Don't touch me!
That's my name. Don't wear it out.
....there's a um.... m...
...now.