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Season 1 | Season
2 | Season 3 | Season
4 | Miniseries
Crichton Kicks | What Was Lost, Part 1 | WWL, Part 2 | Lava's A Many Splendored Thing | Promises | Natural Election | John Quixote I Shrink Therefore I Am | A Prefect Murder | Coup by Clam | Unrealized Reality | Kansas | Terra Firma | Twice Shy Mental As Anything | Bringing Home The Beacon | A Constellation of Doubt | Prayer We're So Screwed, Part 1: Fetal Attraction | We're So Screwed, Part 2: Hot To Katratzi | We're So Screwed, Part 3: La Bomba | Bad Timing Legend: J=John A=Aeryn D=D'Argo R=Rygel C=Chiana P=Pilot S=Scorpius Sk=Sikozu N=Noranti Guests=full name
4X04 - Lava's A Many Splendored Thing (Rygel farts) What
a way to start off an episode of Crichtonisms.... :-) R: Oh, I need food. (Noranti tries to
get the crew to eat something she spit up) C: It's actually
quite good. J: How come everything
tastes like chicken? J: (to Noranti)
Restorative! You call that a restorative? Try purgative. D: Rygel, what the
frell are you doing? Noranti opens
a case J: (to D'Argo) D,
we may have to take Granny to a home. N: Come on out,
it's all right. J: Granny you've
got to stop wandering off like that. Thanks for looking after her fellas.
She's a little...(John makes the crazy finger twirl). You haven't
seen my dog have you? Little Bubba, you got caught in a trap? D: No good. They're
shielded. N: They've
saved thousands of lives. N: So let
me mediate. Noranti falls
asleep just as she's going to try to negotiate The wall explodes
and lava pours in Ra'Keel on Comm:
Who's this? J: That thing you
did on Calamari...That was Nobel Peace Prize material. J: We'll just take
the slug and get out of your hair. J: Get with the program! J: Fire is thermal
energy. Thermal energy is like kinetic energy. Ergo, a rock will work. D'Argo wants
to test the protection belt J: Surprise, surpise,
surprise J: Here's the deal,
Tin Man. You've got our whoopee cushion; we've got Larry & Moe here.
Ra'Keel: Tell us
where she [Noranti] is. Ra'Keel: You squad?
Ra'Keel leaves
one of his lackeys to guard John and D'Argo Looking for Rygel
in the lava Walking around
in the lava Triumphantly
holding Rygel above his head Rygel lets out
a large amount of potent gas Trying to hurry
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