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| Premier
John: What, um...? Where...?....Where are my clothes!? John: You fart helium? |
| Exodus
From Genesis
John: It's kinda minty. John: You don't see that every day. John: The giant Quija board says... John (to a replicant of himself): That's why Eddie Marx kicked your ass in the seventh grade! You fought fair! John: We didn't cover the life cycles of deep space insects at JFK high! |
| Throne
For A Loss
John: Kung Fu never carried a gun! John: That can't be normal. John: Oh, no. That can't be good. John: It's a little more then capachino, pal! John: you can be disarmed, without having to be dis-armed! Rygel: How dare you burry me in mud! John: Wile E. Coyte could come up with a better plan then that! John: Oh shit. John: Am I bleeding? joh:
Nice blanket, ya got there D'Argo.
Rygel: Maybe around the throat isn't a good idea. John: Hey, check out the critter! John: Rygel is an obnoxous gas bag. Rygel: I'm unloved, unwanted, unpopular..unconcious. John: Don't you tempt me fluffy. |
| Back
And Back To The Future
Aeryn: She's clearly leading D'argo around by his mivonks. John: Psychic spanish fly. John: You know, we were getting horizontal...vertical. John: Okay, John don't freak. Get a grip man. You don't know you've come unstick in time. Rygel: I'm on a shpi of lunatics! John: This is gonna take a lot of explaining. John: I could go just plain old bonkers here. But I guess it's about time for that to happen. John: Back off nature girl. John: My entire life has become nonsense! |
| Thank
God It's Friday, Again
John (about Rygel): Well, Spanky here's male. i think. Sort of. john: This is the end of hyper rage? I get hugged to death? John: However I look, I feel a hell of a lot worse. John: Smile, that's what they do around here. John: Oh give it a rest snow white. |
| PK
Tech Girl
John: Is this a good idea? John: Well I'm sure it looks better w/ carpeting. John: They spit fire? How come nobody tells me this stuff? How come nobody tells me they spit fire? John: Listen, Gas-hole! John: Life sucks. |
| That
Old Black Magic
D'Argo: This door is protected by an evil spell. |
| DNA
Mad Scientist
Zhaan:
Are you alright, John?
John (to pilot): I will never understand you people! John: Pilot says he's going to be okay. It's only one of his arms. Hell, he's got four. |
| Till
The Blood Runs Clear
John: You tell your bitch to let my female go! John: Bonehead. John: Who's calling the shoots here, Pluto? Rygel: AHHH! Help! Help! A mad delvian exhibitionist is forcing herself on me visually! |
| The
Flax
D'Argo: I can't take Moya's pregnancy much longer. The walls of my cell are excreating some sort of gell. Rygel:
Where are you uh, your uh...your...
John: It's colder then a frogs ass. |
