Farscape Episode 2.14: “Beware of Dog”
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scifi_rewatchThis is one of those episodes that, ostensibly, likely gets a worse rap than it deserves. You got your silly little puppet aliens, one of which John calls “tandori chicken,”and a somewhat goofy A plot. Though the B plot is so significant to the larger story arc that we might as well consider it to be A anyway.
It feels kind of cheap and plagiarist to say this, rather than just relying on my own thoughts, but I owe a bit of a debt to the ScapeCast’s chronicling of this episode, and particularly Nicola’s contributions. She picked up on so many hints and layers to both this installment and the series as a whole, which I think can enhance anyone’s “Farscape” experience. She certainly added to mine, and I consider myself to be pretty well-versed in this show.
John remains in the spotlight, particularly as he continues to battle with some psychological demons that have been becoming more apparent as the season progresses. But in regards to other beats of character growth, I’ll give my kudos to D’argo and Chiana’s evolving relationship (especially as they leave the boudoir,) and also Aeryn. Our formerly cold and stoic ex-Peacekeeper continues to test the bounds of her emotional connections towards others, and that goes for both storylines.
Episode summary is here, courtesy of the John and Aeryn Fansite.
Well, let’s start with the mysterious parasite of the episode, which turned out to be Rygel. This isn’t the first or last time that “Farscape” has experimented with the whole “body-snatchers” theme, as John puts it, but this one is perhaps most clever in it’s simplicity. Most of the crew views Rygel as a parasite anyway. :P So when Aeryn jokes about his leaving the ship to solve their parasitic problem, or John and Chiana, feeling threatened by a mysterious critter coming from a small space call out his name, it’s actually all clues from the showrunners about how Rygel is, in fact, the problem we are looking for. :P And he was infected from the beginning five minutes, when Zhaan was explaining the situation with the infected food, and he was down in the maintenance bay to investigate. And then we switch scenes just as some containers fall… :P Gotta say, the parasites made a smart move by infecting Rygel first; it’s a covert way to act against others in your own self-interest. I mean, it’s not un-Rygel-like to want to kill the Vorc or commandeer a transport. Smooth moves, “Farscape.”
The Vorc itself may have looked ridiculous in both of it’s forms, but you can’t deny that it’s good genetic design to basically be able to mutate between a lithe tracker and a robust hunter like that. Also added to the parasite confusion, of course. What was attacking whom, and why? What’s with Tandori Vorc attacking folks (who, albeit, are shooting at him,) then D’argo is injected with some poisonous venom, which Zhaan can’t find a source for through her Vorc sample? Curioser and curioser. (Also, of course, the Vorc adds to “Farscape”’s obligatory “pee humor,” leading one to ask why D’argo didn’t change his shirt after, though it made for a good moment of stuffing Rygel’s head in for a whiff. :P Oh dear.)
Lots of other funny moments in here as well—Aeryn’s whole relationship with the Vorc is sitcomish. First, she’s the least taken with it, grabbing it by the neck and all, then she’s seething with disgust and anger as the thing uses her bed as a “toilet,” but ultimately she’s, if begrudgingly, leading the thing around on her shoulders and mourning when it dies. :/ But first, after it’s injected with translator microbes, she suggests killing it for medical purposes, which neither the Vorc nor John take kindly to. :P Pretty amusing domestic scene between the human and Peacekeeper when he orders Aeryn to apologize. Claudia Black is really at the top of her game today, utilizing all sorts of emotions for humorous and more serious conditions both. It’s great how the Vorc, who takes to her because she’s the least interested in it anyway, personifies her attempts to let emotion back into her life. Very touching at the end how she actually felt something for it’s death. Though it says something that she’s able more easily to deal with that sort of event, than what’s going on with John.
But before we get to that, let’s jump to D’argo and Chiana! :P Their relationship has moved past the bedroom this week, though D’argo does joke, when first poisoned, that maybe some sex would help him feel better. :P But really, their main contribution to the show this week was the Vorc, a creature they bought together and took responsibility for together, particularly when it was assumed that he was the problem after all. (Usually it would all be Chiana’s fault; she has a proclivity for helpless creatures.) A perhaps overlooked moment of Chiana’s selflessness and bravery involves her shielding D’argo’s body when John and Aeryn are shooting at the Rygel parasite bugs. (Granted, the funnier part of that scene was when John and Aeryn, mirroring Aeryn’s badass shoot-up in “PK Tech Girl,” quipped “Sorry about the mess.” :P) But Chiana’s actions speak to a surprising level of love and maturity. She really cares for our Luxan. And even though D’argo goes to John with his promise to keep looking for his son (John had just given up his own child last episode, remember,) there’s something real to the D/C ship, I think. D’argo’s snippy interpretation of Chiana’s nagging at one point speaks to that. :P
OK, so let’s get to the meat and potatoes—the real A plot, about what’s going on in John’s head. We open on a chess game, which Nicola from ScapeCast reminds us is an important metaphor in all of “Farscape.” For instance, in the Princess Trilogy, Empress Novia, aka the White Queen, maneuvered her pieces (including John, whom Cargn referred to as her pawn) across a black and white checkered floor. In John’s personal chess game (with pieces creatively fashioned from Moya bits) he is the White King against the visions of Scorpius, the Black King. Aeryn is, of course, the White Queen, though she sees herself merely as a pawn, at least given the piece she picks up. John’s behavior ranges from nervous to erratic, which seems patently important for the accurate portrayal of a haunted man; I give Ben and the writers my kudos. Also, apparently the Crichtonisms that John used this ep to hold onto his sanity came from the movie “Caddyshack.” I admit that I don’t know much about this one, but I pay my respects to director Harold Ramis, who passed away shortly before I started writing this recap. And a final note thanks to Nicola—John spends a good deal of time this ep playing with a metal ball; Scorpius did the same thing last season when talking to Braca about the wormhole tech in our human’s head. Parallel metaphors! :P
They’re still moving relatively slow with this subplot, but it’s about to heat up exponentially in the next episode. In the meantime, we are left with John’s growing sense of unease, that he’s fallen into a trap without realizing it, and even when he checkmates the Black King, Wayne Pygram, as Scorpius, delivers the chilling line: “that isn’t the trap that I meant” to close out the hour. We are also left with John and Aeryn’s stalled relationship—how John, out of fear and maybe resentment is shutting her out, and Aeryn, for all of her attempts to open herself up emotionally, can’t yet jump that final hurdle of being John’s rock. It feels very genuine for where the two characters are at the moment, and obviously the writers built the whole series around John and Aeryn’s romantic tension—things can’t just fall into place for them. Pity they can’t take a lesson from D’argo and Chiana. :P Hee.
Favorite Crichtonism: Hey little fella - we're gonna roll the dice. But you make one wrong move, I will shoot you. You understand shoot? Ka-tow! Ka-tow! Ka-tow! Little bolts of light. Owwwwwch.
Favorite Quotes:
*Aeryn can’t get John to open up*
Aeryn: You were mumbling again.
John: I was thinking.
Aeryn: About what?
John: *after flashing to his new memory from the Gammak base* Nothing
Aeryn: Crichton, you've told me yourself that your species isn't accustomed to being in space for long periods of time. Now I have seen cases of transit madness before, and if you're cracking up-
John: Aeryn...
Aeryn: -I want to know.
John: I'm fine. I don't want to talk about it.
Aeryn: *mildly incredulous* The human doesn't want to talk.
*Aeryn makes a foreshadowing funny*
Chiana: Our parasite problems are solved.
Aeryn: Rygel's decided to leave us then, has he?
D’argo: Not likely.
*John resorts to “Caddyshack” and a strange game of golf for sanity*
John: Goodness! Let the big daawwg eat! "He's a Cinderella boy..." Oh my, Bob! This is a... this is a big chance for the kid from the uncharted territories. He's about 2 feet off the green, here on the 18th - 2 strokes off the lead. Question is, will he chip? Or will he use the putter?
*Rygel-parasite doesn’t like Vorc piss, and D’argo reacts accordingly*
Rygel: OOF!! What is that foul odor?
D’argo: It's vorc urine. Would you like a whiff? *stuffs Rygel’s head into his pee-stained shirt*
*Chiana tries to sing the vorc’s virtues*
Zhaan: Come on little... What's his name?
Chiana: Well I couldn't just name him, Zhaan. He's a free spirit. You can appreciate that.
*Zhaan has her humanitarian (Delviatarian?) limits*
Zhaan: Well I believe it's wrong to imprison any living creature. *Vorc continues to wreck the med bay* There are always exceptions.
*Aeryn and the Scorpy vision both might be on to something*
Pilot: Officer Sun mentioned that you'd been -distracted - lately. She believes it's possible that you broke into Rygel’s food cache and fired at an imaginary enemy, while playing some sort of - game.
John: It's golf. Would you believe it's possible that Aeryn: doesn't know what the hell it is she's talking about? *stops mid-stream, as Scorpy-vision leads him to the Rygel parasite*
*D’argo and Chiana end their squabble in the usual couple’s way*
D’argo: Listen - if we do have a parasite on board we need to know what it looks like, which means -
Chiana: Follow the vorc. Fine. You follow it. (she flounces off)
D’argo: *snippy imitation* "Fine - you follow the vorc."
*Aeryn, after discovering the Vorc using her quarters as a toilet, barely hanging onto her emotional cool*
Aeryn: Get - off - my bed.
*Arguing with D’argo via comms as the Vorc humps her leg*
Aeryn: The only parasite we have is right here, and if you don't come and get it, I'm going to flush it out an airlock!
*Rygel-parasite hides his intentions as he attempts to infect D’argo*
Rygel: Come on Luxan - come on. You must not die.
John: Chiana! You okay?
Chiana: Yeah…Yeah, I'm fine.
John: D'Argo - Rygel! What the hell you doing?
Rygel: He wasn't breathing. And I'm fine, too. Thanks for asking.
*Chiana is the anxious, annoying lover as D’argo gets worse*
Chiana: I don't understand what's wrong with him. You cleansed the wound. You said there were no internal injuries.
Zhaan: I've done all I can do for now Chiana. But he appears to have some kind of secondary infection.
Chiana: Like what?
Zhaan: Like that's what I'm trying to determine.
Chiana: Well try faster. I don't need to be a healer to see that D'Argo's getting worse!
Zhaan: But you do need to be a healer to make him better. Now shut up and let me get back to work, or leave.
*sick D’argo is still a lustful dude*
Chiana: You want to tell me something? *he whispers to her* D'Argo... you're in no condition for sex.
*John’s sanity is tested while he looks for the Vorc*
John: Show me cargo bay 3. *the clamshell image fizzles between the cargo bay and the Scorpius vision*
Scorpius: You'll never see it coming John. Yeesss...
*Aeryn attempts to discipline the Vorc*
Aeryn: NO! No biting!
*after Chiana tries to scare the tandoori chicken Vorc with gunfire*
John: Dammit Chiana! I don't trust Aeryn: to wing that thing and she's a good shot! We have to get it into a confined space where the gas grenade can do some good!
Chiana: Well what did you expect me to use? Harsh language?
*Chiana states her intentions*
John: Shshsh - Chiana - go back to D'Argo, and give him a reason to live.
Chiana: And do what? What - sit by him and watch him die? This is the only way I know how to help him.
*Chiana and sicklier D’argo take joint responsibility*
D’argo: The thing that attacked me - was the vorc?
Chiana: Zhaan's getting a venom sample from it now. You're gonna be fine.
D’argo: Don't lie to me.
Chiana: I brought the frelling thing on board. This is all my fault D'Argo.
D’argo: You didn't bring him here. We both did.
*Aeryn and John argue after the Vorc is injected with translator microbes*
Aeryn: This is a waste of time Crichton. Translator microbes don't take this long to work. Let's take it to Zhaan. She can dissect it, see if she missed something.
John: Dissect it?
Aeryn: Yeah, I say we kill it. *the Vorc starts shrieking*
John: Psst - Aeryn! It understands what you're saying. Take it back. Take - it - back.
Aeryn: Hello? I'm sorry. I don't want to kill you.
John: That was - terrible!
*D’argo lays his big promise on John*
John: How you doing?
D’argo: Find my son. Find my son.
John: We'll find him together.
*Scorpius-vision manipulates John’s grim determination in another direction*
John: Yeah, hide from me now friend - When we see him, he's mine.
Aeryn: We'll see. *John sees Scorpy sneak behind Aeryn and grin; he reflexively shoots near her head* AAHH! What the frell was that for?
John: It was nothing. Just clearing my head.
*always some futility in “Farscape” plans*
John: Whoa! Whoa-whoa-whoa! That thing just gave us the slip. Why would it come back for us, unless it was leading us?
Aeryn: Into a trap. What else?
John: Right. As long as we both know.
*Obligatory farting humor*
Rygel: That frelling thing went through my mouth. Could barely frelling breathe! Strands pouring out of me - from my ears, nose, my pores, every frelling hole in my body! F-formed this cocoon around me, to feed to its frelling offspring! Imagine me - food for something else! It took my shape, and then it-
John: How do I know you're Rygel? *Rygel farts helium*
*John, Aeryn (and Pilot, from afar) stay with the Vorc as he dies*
Pilot: He says he's... happy.
John: Is there anything we can do to help?
Pilot: I don't think the creature understands the concept. "End... End..." He knows his time is near.
Aeryn: I am so... so... sorry.
*Aeryn exhausts her emotional skills with John*
Aeryn: Why didn't you kill him when you had the chance?
John: I tried. Tried - but I couldn't. Something stopped me. Something inside.
Aeryn: Crichton, if you need help-
John: I'll ask. Just like you do. Aeryn don't worry. I'm not gonna lose my mind. It's all I've got left.
*John wins this game of chess, but what about the bigger game?*
Scorpius: You'll never see it coming John. When the trap closes - it'll be too late.
John: You think? *makes a move on the chessboard* Checkmate. You lose.
Scorpius: *after we see his hand topple the black king in supposed defeat* That, um - wasn't the trap that I meant.
___
It feels kind of cheap and plagiarist to say this, rather than just relying on my own thoughts, but I owe a bit of a debt to the ScapeCast’s chronicling of this episode, and particularly Nicola’s contributions. She picked up on so many hints and layers to both this installment and the series as a whole, which I think can enhance anyone’s “Farscape” experience. She certainly added to mine, and I consider myself to be pretty well-versed in this show.
John remains in the spotlight, particularly as he continues to battle with some psychological demons that have been becoming more apparent as the season progresses. But in regards to other beats of character growth, I’ll give my kudos to D’argo and Chiana’s evolving relationship (especially as they leave the boudoir,) and also Aeryn. Our formerly cold and stoic ex-Peacekeeper continues to test the bounds of her emotional connections towards others, and that goes for both storylines.
Episode summary is here, courtesy of the John and Aeryn Fansite.
Well, let’s start with the mysterious parasite of the episode, which turned out to be Rygel. This isn’t the first or last time that “Farscape” has experimented with the whole “body-snatchers” theme, as John puts it, but this one is perhaps most clever in it’s simplicity. Most of the crew views Rygel as a parasite anyway. :P So when Aeryn jokes about his leaving the ship to solve their parasitic problem, or John and Chiana, feeling threatened by a mysterious critter coming from a small space call out his name, it’s actually all clues from the showrunners about how Rygel is, in fact, the problem we are looking for. :P And he was infected from the beginning five minutes, when Zhaan was explaining the situation with the infected food, and he was down in the maintenance bay to investigate. And then we switch scenes just as some containers fall… :P Gotta say, the parasites made a smart move by infecting Rygel first; it’s a covert way to act against others in your own self-interest. I mean, it’s not un-Rygel-like to want to kill the Vorc or commandeer a transport. Smooth moves, “Farscape.”
The Vorc itself may have looked ridiculous in both of it’s forms, but you can’t deny that it’s good genetic design to basically be able to mutate between a lithe tracker and a robust hunter like that. Also added to the parasite confusion, of course. What was attacking whom, and why? What’s with Tandori Vorc attacking folks (who, albeit, are shooting at him,) then D’argo is injected with some poisonous venom, which Zhaan can’t find a source for through her Vorc sample? Curioser and curioser. (Also, of course, the Vorc adds to “Farscape”’s obligatory “pee humor,” leading one to ask why D’argo didn’t change his shirt after, though it made for a good moment of stuffing Rygel’s head in for a whiff. :P Oh dear.)
Lots of other funny moments in here as well—Aeryn’s whole relationship with the Vorc is sitcomish. First, she’s the least taken with it, grabbing it by the neck and all, then she’s seething with disgust and anger as the thing uses her bed as a “toilet,” but ultimately she’s, if begrudgingly, leading the thing around on her shoulders and mourning when it dies. :/ But first, after it’s injected with translator microbes, she suggests killing it for medical purposes, which neither the Vorc nor John take kindly to. :P Pretty amusing domestic scene between the human and Peacekeeper when he orders Aeryn to apologize. Claudia Black is really at the top of her game today, utilizing all sorts of emotions for humorous and more serious conditions both. It’s great how the Vorc, who takes to her because she’s the least interested in it anyway, personifies her attempts to let emotion back into her life. Very touching at the end how she actually felt something for it’s death. Though it says something that she’s able more easily to deal with that sort of event, than what’s going on with John.
But before we get to that, let’s jump to D’argo and Chiana! :P Their relationship has moved past the bedroom this week, though D’argo does joke, when first poisoned, that maybe some sex would help him feel better. :P But really, their main contribution to the show this week was the Vorc, a creature they bought together and took responsibility for together, particularly when it was assumed that he was the problem after all. (Usually it would all be Chiana’s fault; she has a proclivity for helpless creatures.) A perhaps overlooked moment of Chiana’s selflessness and bravery involves her shielding D’argo’s body when John and Aeryn are shooting at the Rygel parasite bugs. (Granted, the funnier part of that scene was when John and Aeryn, mirroring Aeryn’s badass shoot-up in “PK Tech Girl,” quipped “Sorry about the mess.” :P) But Chiana’s actions speak to a surprising level of love and maturity. She really cares for our Luxan. And even though D’argo goes to John with his promise to keep looking for his son (John had just given up his own child last episode, remember,) there’s something real to the D/C ship, I think. D’argo’s snippy interpretation of Chiana’s nagging at one point speaks to that. :P
OK, so let’s get to the meat and potatoes—the real A plot, about what’s going on in John’s head. We open on a chess game, which Nicola from ScapeCast reminds us is an important metaphor in all of “Farscape.” For instance, in the Princess Trilogy, Empress Novia, aka the White Queen, maneuvered her pieces (including John, whom Cargn referred to as her pawn) across a black and white checkered floor. In John’s personal chess game (with pieces creatively fashioned from Moya bits) he is the White King against the visions of Scorpius, the Black King. Aeryn is, of course, the White Queen, though she sees herself merely as a pawn, at least given the piece she picks up. John’s behavior ranges from nervous to erratic, which seems patently important for the accurate portrayal of a haunted man; I give Ben and the writers my kudos. Also, apparently the Crichtonisms that John used this ep to hold onto his sanity came from the movie “Caddyshack.” I admit that I don’t know much about this one, but I pay my respects to director Harold Ramis, who passed away shortly before I started writing this recap. And a final note thanks to Nicola—John spends a good deal of time this ep playing with a metal ball; Scorpius did the same thing last season when talking to Braca about the wormhole tech in our human’s head. Parallel metaphors! :P
They’re still moving relatively slow with this subplot, but it’s about to heat up exponentially in the next episode. In the meantime, we are left with John’s growing sense of unease, that he’s fallen into a trap without realizing it, and even when he checkmates the Black King, Wayne Pygram, as Scorpius, delivers the chilling line: “that isn’t the trap that I meant” to close out the hour. We are also left with John and Aeryn’s stalled relationship—how John, out of fear and maybe resentment is shutting her out, and Aeryn, for all of her attempts to open herself up emotionally, can’t yet jump that final hurdle of being John’s rock. It feels very genuine for where the two characters are at the moment, and obviously the writers built the whole series around John and Aeryn’s romantic tension—things can’t just fall into place for them. Pity they can’t take a lesson from D’argo and Chiana. :P Hee.
Favorite Crichtonism: Hey little fella - we're gonna roll the dice. But you make one wrong move, I will shoot you. You understand shoot? Ka-tow! Ka-tow! Ka-tow! Little bolts of light. Owwwwwch.
Favorite Quotes:
*Aeryn can’t get John to open up*
Aeryn: You were mumbling again.
John: I was thinking.
Aeryn: About what?
John: *after flashing to his new memory from the Gammak base* Nothing
Aeryn: Crichton, you've told me yourself that your species isn't accustomed to being in space for long periods of time. Now I have seen cases of transit madness before, and if you're cracking up-
John: Aeryn...
Aeryn: -I want to know.
John: I'm fine. I don't want to talk about it.
Aeryn: *mildly incredulous* The human doesn't want to talk.
*Aeryn makes a foreshadowing funny*
Chiana: Our parasite problems are solved.
Aeryn: Rygel's decided to leave us then, has he?
D’argo: Not likely.
*John resorts to “Caddyshack” and a strange game of golf for sanity*
John: Goodness! Let the big daawwg eat! "He's a Cinderella boy..." Oh my, Bob! This is a... this is a big chance for the kid from the uncharted territories. He's about 2 feet off the green, here on the 18th - 2 strokes off the lead. Question is, will he chip? Or will he use the putter?
*Rygel-parasite doesn’t like Vorc piss, and D’argo reacts accordingly*
Rygel: OOF!! What is that foul odor?
D’argo: It's vorc urine. Would you like a whiff? *stuffs Rygel’s head into his pee-stained shirt*
*Chiana tries to sing the vorc’s virtues*
Zhaan: Come on little... What's his name?
Chiana: Well I couldn't just name him, Zhaan. He's a free spirit. You can appreciate that.
*Zhaan has her humanitarian (Delviatarian?) limits*
Zhaan: Well I believe it's wrong to imprison any living creature. *Vorc continues to wreck the med bay* There are always exceptions.
*Aeryn and the Scorpy vision both might be on to something*
Pilot: Officer Sun mentioned that you'd been -distracted - lately. She believes it's possible that you broke into Rygel’s food cache and fired at an imaginary enemy, while playing some sort of - game.
John: It's golf. Would you believe it's possible that Aeryn: doesn't know what the hell it is she's talking about? *stops mid-stream, as Scorpy-vision leads him to the Rygel parasite*
*D’argo and Chiana end their squabble in the usual couple’s way*
D’argo: Listen - if we do have a parasite on board we need to know what it looks like, which means -
Chiana: Follow the vorc. Fine. You follow it. (she flounces off)
D’argo: *snippy imitation* "Fine - you follow the vorc."
*Aeryn, after discovering the Vorc using her quarters as a toilet, barely hanging onto her emotional cool*
Aeryn: Get - off - my bed.
*Arguing with D’argo via comms as the Vorc humps her leg*
Aeryn: The only parasite we have is right here, and if you don't come and get it, I'm going to flush it out an airlock!
*Rygel-parasite hides his intentions as he attempts to infect D’argo*
Rygel: Come on Luxan - come on. You must not die.
John: Chiana! You okay?
Chiana: Yeah…Yeah, I'm fine.
John: D'Argo - Rygel! What the hell you doing?
Rygel: He wasn't breathing. And I'm fine, too. Thanks for asking.
*Chiana is the anxious, annoying lover as D’argo gets worse*
Chiana: I don't understand what's wrong with him. You cleansed the wound. You said there were no internal injuries.
Zhaan: I've done all I can do for now Chiana. But he appears to have some kind of secondary infection.
Chiana: Like what?
Zhaan: Like that's what I'm trying to determine.
Chiana: Well try faster. I don't need to be a healer to see that D'Argo's getting worse!
Zhaan: But you do need to be a healer to make him better. Now shut up and let me get back to work, or leave.
*sick D’argo is still a lustful dude*
Chiana: You want to tell me something? *he whispers to her* D'Argo... you're in no condition for sex.
*John’s sanity is tested while he looks for the Vorc*
John: Show me cargo bay 3. *the clamshell image fizzles between the cargo bay and the Scorpius vision*
Scorpius: You'll never see it coming John. Yeesss...
*Aeryn attempts to discipline the Vorc*
Aeryn: NO! No biting!
*after Chiana tries to scare the tandoori chicken Vorc with gunfire*
John: Dammit Chiana! I don't trust Aeryn: to wing that thing and she's a good shot! We have to get it into a confined space where the gas grenade can do some good!
Chiana: Well what did you expect me to use? Harsh language?
*Chiana states her intentions*
John: Shshsh - Chiana - go back to D'Argo, and give him a reason to live.
Chiana: And do what? What - sit by him and watch him die? This is the only way I know how to help him.
*Chiana and sicklier D’argo take joint responsibility*
D’argo: The thing that attacked me - was the vorc?
Chiana: Zhaan's getting a venom sample from it now. You're gonna be fine.
D’argo: Don't lie to me.
Chiana: I brought the frelling thing on board. This is all my fault D'Argo.
D’argo: You didn't bring him here. We both did.
*Aeryn and John argue after the Vorc is injected with translator microbes*
Aeryn: This is a waste of time Crichton. Translator microbes don't take this long to work. Let's take it to Zhaan. She can dissect it, see if she missed something.
John: Dissect it?
Aeryn: Yeah, I say we kill it. *the Vorc starts shrieking*
John: Psst - Aeryn! It understands what you're saying. Take it back. Take - it - back.
Aeryn: Hello? I'm sorry. I don't want to kill you.
John: That was - terrible!
*D’argo lays his big promise on John*
John: How you doing?
D’argo: Find my son. Find my son.
John: We'll find him together.
*Scorpius-vision manipulates John’s grim determination in another direction*
John: Yeah, hide from me now friend - When we see him, he's mine.
Aeryn: We'll see. *John sees Scorpy sneak behind Aeryn and grin; he reflexively shoots near her head* AAHH! What the frell was that for?
John: It was nothing. Just clearing my head.
*always some futility in “Farscape” plans*
John: Whoa! Whoa-whoa-whoa! That thing just gave us the slip. Why would it come back for us, unless it was leading us?
Aeryn: Into a trap. What else?
John: Right. As long as we both know.
*Obligatory farting humor*
Rygel: That frelling thing went through my mouth. Could barely frelling breathe! Strands pouring out of me - from my ears, nose, my pores, every frelling hole in my body! F-formed this cocoon around me, to feed to its frelling offspring! Imagine me - food for something else! It took my shape, and then it-
John: How do I know you're Rygel? *Rygel farts helium*
*John, Aeryn (and Pilot, from afar) stay with the Vorc as he dies*
Pilot: He says he's... happy.
John: Is there anything we can do to help?
Pilot: I don't think the creature understands the concept. "End... End..." He knows his time is near.
Aeryn: I am so... so... sorry.
*Aeryn exhausts her emotional skills with John*
Aeryn: Why didn't you kill him when you had the chance?
John: I tried. Tried - but I couldn't. Something stopped me. Something inside.
Aeryn: Crichton, if you need help-
John: I'll ask. Just like you do. Aeryn don't worry. I'm not gonna lose my mind. It's all I've got left.
*John wins this game of chess, but what about the bigger game?*
Scorpius: You'll never see it coming John. When the trap closes - it'll be too late.
John: You think? *makes a move on the chessboard* Checkmate. You lose.
Scorpius: *after we see his hand topple the black king in supposed defeat* That, um - wasn't the trap that I meant.
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