2X06 - The Way We Weren't

J: (after everyone has watched a recording of Aeryn killing Moya's previous Pilot three cycles ago) Okay, everybody. Neutral corners. Let’s chill out for a microt-we all have things in our past that we’d rather not have on instant replay.
In televised sports, the instant replay allows viewers see the last play of the game immediately rebroadcast.

J: So, the guy on... the tape... that was his job? Replace Miss Pilot with Mr. Pilot?
Titles in the English language

(Aeryn is punching the hell out of her hands on the training bag)
J: You’re makin’ hamburger there.
In case anyone isn't familiar with hamburger, it's ground up beef. And yes, Aeryn's hands are looking quite a bit like hamburger there.

J: Pilot, we have to talk. Let’s hash this out. Right here. Right now. Five cents, the Doctor is IN. We had someone write in and let us know that this is from the Peanuts comic strip...Lucy's psychiatry booth.

J: Kids! Save it for ‘after school’! Right now, how do we fix this thing so we stop bobbing about like three men in a tub?
Rub-a-dub-dub

D: We need Pilots help. He’s got to instruct us through the process manually.
J: Yeah, well. I don’t think Pilot’s in a ‘Leviathan for Dummies’ kind of mood right now.
What the crew needs is a 'Crichton for Dummies' book to understand him

A: I have to talk to him [Pilot].
J: Aeryn. No, no, no, no. Pilot’s Etch-A-Sketch isn’t operating with all it’s knobs right now.
Etch-A-Sketch is a drawing toy. Visit the online version.

J: D’Argo, no.. look...
(John raises his hand in a familiar fist and both he and D’Argo count out three drops. John flings ‘scissors’ and D’Argo drops ‘paper.’ John displays his ‘scissors’ form and bolts)
J: See ya.
D: I can’t believe it.
D'Argo still hasn't gotten the hang of Rock, Paper, Scissors.