Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If we can work out how to use it...
Oh, you think you can throw it with any accuracy?
What a barbarian.
Bekhesh: Jotheb, message from your people.
Yours?
to increase the bleeding.
(grunts)
Oh, yeah.
There's no telling when he'll awaken.
This should relieve the symptoms of withdrawal.
Let's move before they find us.
Bekhesh: We've got your king.
D'argo, we've had this discussion. You were outvoted.
...I'm being hunted by an insane military commander...
I'm going to go check things out. Play nice while I'm gone.
I knew you wouldn't come back just for me.
No, a Panthak jab.
You agreed. Only as long as it was necessary.
We could charge more.
Have you seen any riches onboard?
It's a little more than cappuccino, pal.
The imperfection is yours.
Is that so?
Now, what have you got for me?
Aeryn, move.
beryl evil are you a distant cousin of faye's? yes.
ace
-You called me a barbarian. -Well, you are.
yes beryl xoxorette? what do you want? i want fun with dick and rumor has it.
Now, let's go.
(DRD squeaking)
Pilot says we can reconfigure the sensors.
I've seen much of their ship.
What do you need?
(pounding continues)
Tavleks.
Ready a transport.
Trakterbeem?
This bowl.
As if I give a garanta's brax!
If the ransom is not paid by his people it will be paid by mine.
(sighs)
When my fleet arrives, it'll lay waste to this planet.
Thank you for being such a gracious guest.
A little help?
They might lead us back to their camp, back to Rygel.
Oh, no, please, let me guess. Your plan.
Tell me, are they wealthy?
Why would I want to be free'?
Why? what is that stuff it pumps in you?
You mean one of you was stupid enough to put it on?
(explosion)
You also mean everything you did?
Crichton has an idea.
No, it's still reddish black.
Swallow it? Yes, yes.
(swishing)
(nervous chuckle)
Both of you, knock it off.
I'm sorry, I... I don't feel anything.
It’s See-tus!
(quietly): No.
george stop being a booehlaughfartmp! sorry faye.
I did wash it.