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Jurassic Park (film)

Jurassic Park is a 1993 film about an island theme park stocked with cloned dinosaurs. When the park's creator invites three scientists down to solicit their opinions, a series of mishaps strands them all inside with the security systems out of commission, and the humans find themselves under attack by the resurrected predators.

 * Directed by Steven Spielberg. Screenplay by Michael Crichton and David Koepp. Based on Crichton's novel of the same name.

An Adventure 65 Million Years in the Making – tagline

Dr. Alan Grant

 * [responding to an unimpressed 10-year-old] Now try to imagine yourself in the Cretaceous Period. You get your first look at this "six foot turkey" as you enter a clearing. He moves like a bird, lightly, bobbing his head. And you keep still because you think that maybe his visual acuity is based on movement like T. rex; he'll lose you if you don't move. But no, not Velociraptor. You stare at him…and he just stares right back. And that's when the attack comes. Not from the front, but from the side. [brings two fingers together with a whooshing sound] From the other two raptors…you didn't even know were there. [beat] Because Velociraptor's a pack hunter, you see, he uses coordinated attack patterns and he is out in force today. And he slashes at you with this: [produces a claw] a six-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the middle toe. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion, oh no…he slashes at you here [makes slashing motions below the child's chest] or here… [above the groin] or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines. The point is, you are alive when they start to eat you. So, you know…try to show a little respect.
 * [seeing the Brachiosaur for the first time] Uh…it's…it's a dinosaur!
 * [stunned after seeing the dinosaurs for the first time] They're moving in herds. They do move in herds.
 * The world has just changed so radically, and we're all running to catch up. I don't want to jump to any conclusions, but look… Dinosaurs and man, two species separated by 65 million years of evolution, have just been suddenly thrown back into the mix together. How can we possibly have the slightest idea what to expect?
 * T. rex doesn't want to be fed. He wants to hunt. Can't just suppress 65 million years of gut instinct.
 * Hammond, after some consideration, I've decided not to endorse your park.
 * [on the Triceratops] Ellie, this one was always my favorite when I was a kid. And now I've seen one, it's the most beautiful thing I ever saw.

Ian Malcolm

 * Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether they could that they didn’t stop to think if they should.
 * John, the kind of control you're attempting simply is…it's not possible. If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh…well, there it is.
 * I'm simply saying that life, uh…finds a way.
 * What have they got in there, King Kong?
 * Now, eventually you do plan to have dinosaurs on your, on your dinosaur tour, right? Hello?
 * You did it. You crazy son of a bitch, you did it. [referring to Hammond after finally seeing a dinosaur]
 * [looking at the Triceratops droppings] That is one big pile of shit.
 * Boy, do I hate being right all the time.
 * Must go faster…
 * [after he, Muldoon and Sattler escape the T. rex in a Jeep] Think they'll have that on the tour?

Robert Muldoon

 * [seconds before being eaten by a raptor] Clever girl.
 * [when trying to save a worker from the raptor] Shoot her! SHOOT HER!!
 * They should all be destroyed.
 * Dammit, even Nedry knew better than to mess with the raptor fences!

John Hammond

 * Doctor Grant, my dear Doctor Sattler, welcome...to Jurassic Park.
 * [to Donald Gennaro, referring to Ian Malcolm] I bring scientists, you bring a rockstar.
 * [repeated line] Spared no expense.
 * [Watching Ian Malcolm from a security camera] I really hate that man.
 * [To Dennis Nedry] Dennis, our lives are in your hands, and you have Butterfingers?!

Lex Murphy

 * It's a UNIX system, I know this!

Dennis Nedry

 * Don't get cheap on me, Dodgson. That was Hammond's mistake.
 * [Met in jungle by dilophosaurus about to kill him] Yeah...yeah, that's nice. Gotta go!

Ray Arnold

 * [Repeated line] Hold on to your butts.

Dialogue

 * Alan Grant: [entering his trailer to find a man rummaging through his refrigerator] What the hell do you think you're doing in here? [The man turns holding a champagne bottle and popping the cork] Hey, we were saving that!
 * John Hammond: [smiling] For today. I guarantee it.
 * Alan Grant:[Angrily approaches Hammond pointing at him] Who is God's name do you think you are?
 * John Hammond: John Hammond, [shakes Alan Grant's finger before blowing the dust off his hands] and I'm delighted to to meet you finally in person, Dr. Grant!
 * Alan Grant: [awed] Mr. Hammond…
 * John Hammond: Well, I can see that my, uh fifty thousand a year has been well spent.
 * Ellie Sattler:[Entering the trailer angrily] OK, who's the jerk!
 * Alan Grant: Uh, this is our paleobotanist, Dr…
 * Ellie Sattler: Sattler.
 * Alan Grant: Sattler…Ellie this is, uh, Mr Hammond.
 * John Hammond: Aha! [Approaches happily shaking Ellie's hand] I'm sorry about the dramatic entrance, Dr. Sattler, but we are in a wee bit of a hurry.
 * Ellie Sattler: [Embarassed] Did I say "jerk"?
 * John Hammond: [Brandishes the Champagne bottle] Will you have a drink? We won't let it get warm. Come along, sit down.
 * Ellie Sattler: Here, let me… [reaches for several glasses]
 * John Hammond: I'll get a glass or two, no, no, no, no, I can manage this. I know my way around the kitchen. [Begins to pour champagne into the glasses] Now, I'll get right to the point. Um, I like ya, both of ya. I can tell instantly about people, it's a gift. I own an island of the coast of Costa Rica. I've leased it from the government, and I've spent the last five years setting up a kind of biological preserve. Really spectacular, spared no expense. Makes the one I've got down in Kenya look like a petting zoo. And there's no doubt our attraction will drive kids out of their minds.
 * Alan Grant: [Sarcastically] And what are those?
 * Ellie Sattler: [Teasingly] Small versions of adults, honey.
 * John Hammond: And not just kids, everyone. We're going to open next year. That is, if the lawyers don't kill me first. I don't care for lawyers, do you?
 * Ellie Sattler & Alan Grant: [Together] We don't really know any.
 * John Hammond; Well, I do, I'm afraid. There's a particular pebble in my shoe, represents my investors. Says that they insist on outside opinions.
 * Ellie Satller: What kinds of opinions?
 * John Hammond: Well, your kind, not to put too fine a point on it. I mean, let's face it. In you particular field, you are the top minds. And if i could just persuade you to sign off one the park, you know, to give it you endorsement, maybe even pen a wee testimonial, I could get back on "shedual' uh, Schedule.
 * Ellie Satller: Why would they care what we think?
 * Alan Grant: What kind of park is this?
 * John Hammond: It's right up your alley. [passes of the glasses of champagne] I'll tell you what, why don't you come down, just the pair of ya, for the weekend? I'd love to have the opinion of a paleobotanist as well, I've got a jet standing by at Choteau.
 * Alan Grant: Look, I'm sorry this is impossible.
 * Ellie Sattler: Yeah, we…
 * Alan Grant: We just dug up a new skeleton.
 * John Hammond: I could compensate you by fully funding your dig.
 * Alan Grant: This is a very unusual time…
 * John Hammond: For a further three years.
 * [Sattler and Grant share a "Sure, why not?" look]
 * Ellie Sattler: Well, uh, where's the plane?

 * [Nedry, eating at a café in San José, waves to get Dodgson's attention and discuss the planned dinosaur embryo theft from Jurassic Park]
 * Dennis Nedry: Yo, Dodgson!
 * Lewis Dodgson: [sits at table] You shouldn't use my name.
 * Dennis Nedry: [loudly] Dodgson! Dodgson! We've got Dodgson here! [normal volume] See? Nobody cares. Nice hat. [pulls it off] What are you trying to look like, a secret agent?
 * Lewis Dodgson: [hands over a valise; Nedry giggles] Seven-fifty. On delivery, fifty thousand more for each viable embryo. That's one-point-five million if you get all fifteen species off the island.
 * Dennis Nedry: Oh, I'll get 'em all.
 * Lewis Dodgson: Remember, viable embryos. They're no use to us if they don't survive.
 * Dennis Nedry: [sighs happily] How am I supposed to transport them?
 * Lewis Dodgson: [pulls out a can of shaving cream, opens the base to reveal a cooling system] The bottom screws open. It's cooled and compartmentalized inside.
 * Dennis Nedry: [laughs] You guys! Oh, that's great!
 * Lewis Dodgson: [reassembles it] Customs can even check it if they want to.
 * Dennis Nedry: Let me see.
 * Lewis Dodgson: Go on.
 * [Nedry pushes the can's button; it sprays shaving cream onto his hand and he laughs]
 * Lewis Dodgson: There's enough coolant inside for thirty-six hours. The em -
 * Dennis Nedry: No menthol? [wipes the cream onto a nearby slice of pie]
 * Lewis Dodgson: The embryos have to be back here in San José by then.
 * Dennis Nedry: That's up to your guy on the boat. Seven o'clock tomorrow night on the east dock. Make sure he gets it right.
 * Lewis Dodgson: How are you planning to beat security?
 * Dennis Nedry: Oh, I've got an eighteen-minute window. Eighteen minutes, and your company catches up on ten years of research.
 * Waiter: [drops off bill for Nedry's meal] Gracias, señor. ["Thank you, sir."]
 * Dennis Nedry: [glances pointedly at Dodgson] Don't get cheap on me, Dodgson. [Dodgson reluctantly pays the bill] That was Hammond's mistake.

 * Ian Malcolm: God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs.
 * Ellie Sattler: Dinosaurs eat man... woman inherits the Earth.

 * Alan Grant: [admiring the Brachiosaurus] How did you do this?
 * John Hammond: I'll show you.

 * Donald Gennaro: The full 50 miles of perimeter fence are in place?
 * John Hammond: [in a annoyed tone] And the concrete moats, and the motion sensor tracking systems. Donald, dear boy, relax. Try to enjoy yourself.
 * Donald Gennaro: Let's get something straight, John. This is not a weekend excursion. This is a serious investigation of the stability of the island. Your investors, who I represent, are deeply concerned. Forty-eight hours from now, if they're not convinced, I'm not convinced. I'll shut you down, John.
 * John Hammond: [chuckles] In forty-eight hours, I'll be accepting your apologies.

 * [Discussing Velociraptors]
 * Alan Grant: What kind of metabolism do they have? What's their growth rate?
 * Robert Muldoon: They're lethal at eight months. And I do mean lethal. I've hunted most things that can hunt you, but the way these things move...
 * Alan Grant: Fast for a biped?
 * Robert Muldoon: Cheetah speed. Fifty, sixty miles an hour if they ever got into the open. And they're astonishing jumpers.
 * John Hammond: Yes, yes, yes, that's why we're taking extreme precautions.
 * Alan Grant: Do they show intelligence? Because their brain cavities—
 * Robert Muldoon: They show extreme intelligence. Even problem-solving intelligence. Especially the big one. We bred eight originally, but when she came in, she took over the pride and killed all but two of the others. That one... when she looks at you, you can see she's working things out. It's why we have to feed them like this; she had them all attacking the fences when the feeders came.
 * Ellie Sattler: The fences are electrified, right?
 * Robert Muldoon: That's right, but they never attacked the same place twice. They were testing the fences for weaknesses, systematically. They remember.

 * John Hammond: [eating several bowls of ice cream] They were all melting.
 * Ellie Sattler: Malcolm's okay for now. I gave him a shot of morphine.
 * John Hammond: They'll be fine. Who better to get the children through Jurassic Park than a dinosaur expert? You know the first attraction I built when I came down from Scotland... was a flea circus. Petticoat Lane. Really quite wonderful. We had, uh... a wee trapeze, a merry-go— ah, carousel. Heh. And a see-saw. They all moved, motorized, of course, but people would say they could see the fleas. "Oh, I can see the fleas. Mummy, can't you see the fleas?" Clown fleas, highwire fleas, and fleas on parade. But with this place... I wanted to give them something that wasn't an illusion. Something that was real. Something they could see, and touch. An aim not devoid of merit.
 * Ellie Sattler: But you can't think through this one, John. You have to feel it.
 * John Hammond: You're right, you're absolutely right. Hiring Nedry was a mistake, that's obvious. We're over-dependent on automation, I can see that now. Now, the next time everything's correctable. Creation is an act of sheer will. Next time it'll be flawless.
 * Ellie Sattler: But it's still the flea circus. It's all an illusion.
 * John Hammond: But when we have control again—
 * Ellie Sattler: You never had control! That's the illusion! I was overwhelmed by the power of this place. But I made a mistake, too. I didn't have enough respect for that power, and it's out now. The only thing that matters now are the people we love. Alan, Lex and Tim... John, they're out there where people are dying. So... [takes a spoonful of ice cream] it's good.
 * John Hammond: Spared no expense.

 * John Hammond: This is just a delay. That's all it is. All major theme parks have delays. When they opened Disneyland in 1956, nothing worked.
 * Ian Malcolm: Yeah, but John, if the Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don't eat the tourists.

 * John Hammond: How can we stand in the light of discovery and not act?
 * Ian Malcolm: Oh, what's so great about discovery? It's a violent, penetrative act that scars what it observes. What you call discovery... I call the rape of the natural world.
 * Ellie Sattler: Well, the question is, how can you know anything about an extinct ecosystem? And therefore, how could you ever assume that you can control it? You have plants in this building that are poisonous; you picked them because they look good. But these are aggressive living things that have no idea what century they're in, and they'll defend themselves, violently if necessary.
 * John Hammond: Dr. Grant, if there's one person here who could appreciate what I'm trying to do...
 * Alan Grant: The world's just changed so radically, and we're all trying to catch up. I don't want to jump to any conclusions, but look: Dinosaurs and man, two species separated by sixty-five million years of evolution, have just been suddenly... thrown back into the mix together. How can we possibly have the slightest idea what to expect?
 * John Hammond: [incredulously] I don't believe it! [chuckles] I don't believe it. You're meant to come down here and defend me against these characters [gestures to Malcolm and Gennaro] and the only one I've got on my side is the blood-sucking lawyer!
 * Donald Gennaro: [without irony] Thank you.

 * Ellie Sattler: [To Alan] What are you thinking?
 * Alan Grant: We're out of a job.
 * Ian Malcolm: Don't you mean extinct?

 * Ellie Sattler: I can see the shed from here. We can make it if we run.
 * Robert Muldoon: No, we can't.
 * Ellie Sattler: Why not?
 * Robert Muldoon: Because we're being hunted.
 * Ellie Sattler: Oh, God...
 * Robert Muldoon: In the bushes, straight ahead. It's alright.
 * Ellie Sattler: Like hell it is.

 * [Last lines of the film, as the group piles into a jeep to leave the park]
 * Alan Grant: Mr. Hammond, after careful consideration, I've decided not to endorse your park.
 * John Hammond: So have I.

 * [In the park control room]
 * Ray Arnold: [Noticing the glitches in the tour program] Vehicle headlights are on and they’re not responding those shouldn’t be running off of car batteries. [writes down a note on a piece of paper] item 151 on today’s glitch list. We have all the problems of a major theme park and the major zoos and the computers aren’t even on their feet yet.
 * Hammond: Dennis... our lives are in your hands, and you have Butterfingers?
 * Dennis Nedry: [laughs] I am totally unappreciated in my time. You could run this whole park from this room with minimal staff for up to three days. You think that kind of automation is easy? [sips a soda] Or cheap? You know anybody who can network eight Connection Machines and debug two million lines of code for what I bid for this job? Because if he can, I'd like to see him try.
 * Hammond: I am sorry about your financial problems, Dennis, I really am, but they are your problems.
 * Dennis Nedry: You're right, John, you're absolutely right. You know, everything is my problem.
 * Hammond: I will not get drawn into another financial debate with you, Dennis, I really will not!
 * Dennis Nedry: There'd be hardly any debate at all.
 * Hammond: I don't blame people for their mistakes... but I do ask that they pay for them.
 * Dennis Nedry: [sarcastically] Thanks, Dad.
 * Ray Arnold: Dennis. The headlights.
 * Dennis Nedry: Yeah I’ll de-bug the tour program when they get back, ok? Ok!? It’ll eat a lot of compute cycles, we’ll lose part of the system for a while, ya know, it’s finite amount of memory, you can’t use it for everything, you wanna compile for half an hour?
 * Robert Muldoon: [watching the tour vehicles on a tv monitor] Quiet! All of you! They’re approaching the tyrannosaur padddock.

 * [The guests arrive at the theatre. Hammond walks over to the movie screen where a projected version of himself hobbles into view, clutching a cane topped with an amber-imprisoned mosquito]
 * Hammond: Oh, here he comes. Well, here I come. [He walks over to the screen after the screen Hammond appears] Hello, John. [Gestures to audience] Say hello.
 * Screen Hammond: Hello, John!
 * Hammond: [pulls notecards from his pocket] Oh, I've got lines.
 * Screen Hammond: How did I get here?
 * Hammond: Well, let me show you. First, I'll need a drop of blood. Your blood. [pokes the screen Hammond's finger with a needle]
 * Screen Hammond: Ouch! John, that hurt!
 * Hammond: Relax, John. It's all part of the miracle of cloning.
 * [A second Hammond appears on the screen]
 * Screen Hammond #1: Hello, John.
 * Screen Hammond #2: Hello, John.
 * [A third Hammond appears with the others]
 * Screen Hammond #2: Hello.
 * Screen Hammond #3: Hello, John.
 * Alan Grant: [As the screen Hammonds continue to multiply and greet each other, filling the screen] Cloning from what? Loy extraction has never recreated an intact DNA strand.
 * Ian Malcolm: Not without massive sequence gaps.
 * Ellie Sattler: Paleo-DNA from what source? Where do you get 100-million-year-old dinosaur blood?
 * [As the presentation goes on, an animated DNA strand flies out of the screen Hammond's finger, slides down his head and raps on his shoulder]
 * Screen Hammond: Oh, Mr. DNA! Where'd you come from?
 * Mr. DNA: From your blood. Just one drop of your blood contains billions of strands of DNA, the building blocks of life! [He appears behind a blue background and takes over the presentation] A DNA strand, like me, is a blueprint for building a living thing. And sometimes, animals that went extinct millions of years ago, like dinosaurs, left their blueprints behind for us to find. We just had to know where to look. [He pushes away the blueprint background to show a mosquito on the back of a dinosaur] A hundred million years ago, there were mosquitoes, just like today. And just like today, they fed on the blood of animals. Even dinosaurs. [The mosquito, its abdomen filled with dinosaur blood, flies to a tree. The next scene shows a real mosquito fighting its way through running tree sap] Sometimes, after biting a dinosaur, the mosquito would land on the branch of a tree and get stuck in the sap. [The next scene shows two animated miners digging underground. One of them finds the mosquito imprisoned in the amber] After a long time, the sap got hardened and became fossilized, just like a dinosaur bone, preserving the mosquito inside. This fossilized tree sap, which we call "amber," waited millions of years with the mosquito inside until Jurassic Park scientists came along. [The next scene shows a scientist drilling into the amber and extracting the blood from the mosquito with a needle] Using sophisticated techniques, they extract the preserved blood and bingo! Dino DNA! [An orange background shows genetic codes traveling at light speed as if they are cars and trains, making Mr. DNA dizzy] A full DNA strand contains three billion genetic codes. If we looked at screens like these once a second for eight hours a day, it'd take two years to look at the entire strand! It's that long! And since it's so old, it's full of holes! That's where our geneticists take over! [A genetic code speeds by, pushing him off screen to show shows scientists in a laboratory, taking eggs out of incubators] Thinking Machines supercomputers and gene sequencers break down the strand in minutes and virtual reality displays shows our geneticists the gaps in the DNA sequence. Since most animal DNA is 90% identical, we used the complete DNA of a frog... [The next scene shows a bullfrog which later cuts to an actual DNA strand with a hole in it. Mr. DNA carries the letters "G," C," A," and "T."] ...to fill the... holes and... complete the... [He fills in the hole of the DNA strand] ...Codes! And now, we can make a baby dinosaur. [The scene then cuts to an egg which hatches into a baby dinosaur]

 * [Upon discovering an abandoned nest]
 * Alan Grant: You know what this is? It's a dinosaur egg. The dinosaurs are breeding.
 * Tim Murphy: But Grandpa said all the dinosaurs were girls.
 * Alan Grant: Amphibian DNA.
 * Lex Murphy: What's that?
 * Alan Grant: Well, on the tour, the film said they used frog DNA to fill in the gene sequence gaps; they mutated the dinosaur genetic code and blended it with that of frogs. Now, some West African frogs are able to spontaneously change sex from male to female in a single-sex environment. Malcolm was right... Look. [points to tracks in the sand] Life found a way.

 * [In the park control room]
 * Ray Arnold: No, that's crazy, you're out of your mind. He's absolutely out of his mind.
 * Ellie Sattler: Wait a minute. What exactly would this mean?
 * John Hammond: We're talking about a calculated risk, my dear, which is about the only option left to us. We will never find the command Nedry used; he's covered his tracks far too well. I think it's obvious now he's not coming back. So, shutting down the entire system…
 * Ray Arnold: You can get somebody else because I won't do it. I will not-!
 * John Hammond: Shutting down the system is the only way to wipe out everything he did. Now, as I understand it, all the systems will then come back online in their original start-up mode. Correct?
 * Ray Arnold: Theoretically, yes. But we've never shut down the entire system before. It might not come back on at all!
 * Ellie Sattler: Would we get the phones back?
 * Ray Arnold: Yes. Again, in theory.
 * Robert Muldoon: What about the lysine contingency? We could put that into effect.
 * Ellie Sattler: What's that?
 * John Hammond: That is absolutely out of the question!
 * Ray Arnold: The lysine contingency is intended to prevent the spread of the animals in case they ever get off the island. Dr. Wu inserted a gene that creates a single faulty enzyme in protein metabolism; the animals can't manufacture the amino acid, lysine. Unless they're completely supplied with lysine by us, they slip into a coma and die.
 * John Hammond: [angrily] PEOPLE. ARE. DYING! [pause] Will you please shut down the system?

 * [after raptor enters the kitchen]
 * Lex Murphy: Timmy, what is it?
 * Tim Murphy: It's a velociraptor.
 * Lex Murphy: It's inside.

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 * Ray Arnold: Access main program. Access main security. Access main program grid.
 * [Nedry's computer begins scrolling "YOU DIDN'T SAY THE MAGIC WORD!" as a GIF of Nedry appears on screen, wagging its finger]
 * Computer Nedry: Ah, ah, ah! You didn't say the magic word!
 * Ray Arnold: PLEASE!!! Goddammit! I hate this hacker crap!

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 * Ray Arnold: [at Nedry's desk] Look at this workstation! What a complete slob!
 * Robert Muldoon: The raptor fences aren't out, are they?
 * Ray Arnold: No, no. They're still on.
 * John Hammond: Why the hell would he turn the other ones off?

About Jurassic Park

 * I am often asked if I would have liked to have been involved with Jurassic Park. The plain answer is no. Although excellent, it is not with all its dollars what I would have wished to do with my career. I was always a loner and worked best that way. Since the very beginning I fought and struggled under constant pressure to keep the design and final result within my hands. As time moved on this became more difficult, until I was forced to bow to the fact that my method of working, in the financial sense, was no longer practical. Model animation has been relegated to a reflection, or a starting point for creature computer effects that has reached a high few could have anticipated. However, for all the wonderful achievements of the computer, the process creates creatures that are too realistic and for me that makes them unreal because they have lost one vital element - a dream quality. Fantasy, for me, is realizing strange beings that are so removed from the 21st century. These beings would include not only dinosaurs, because no matter what the scientists say, we still don't know how dinosaurs looked or moved, but also creatures of the mind. Fantastical creatures where the unreal quality becomes even more vital. Stop-motion supplies the perfect breath of life for them, offering a look of pure fantasy because their movements are beyond anything we know.
 * Ray Harryhausen (2003), An Animated Life, Aurum Press, p. 8
 * It was like one of those moments in history, like the invention of the light bulb or the first telephone call... A major gap had been crossed and things were never going to be the same.
 * George Lucas, The Jurassic Park Period: How CGI Dinosaurs Transformed Film Forever, The Atlantic, 4 April 2013
 * For me, honestly, if I had the choice, I would not have chosen to bifurcate my attention between Schindler’s List and Jurassic Park, because that in itself was a very bipolar experience for me. To be shooting the story of the Holocaust and at the same time, getting these effects of dinosaurs from an entirely different kind of motion picture genre to look believable to audiences.
 * Steven Spielberg, in "Jurassic Park Still The Best Use of CGI in a Movie", by David Crow, Den of Geek, (Jun 9, 2015).

Taglines

 * An Adventure 65 Million Years in the Making
 * The most phenomenal discovery of our time … becomes the greatest adventure of all time.

Cast

 * Sam Neill – Dr. Alan Grant
 * Laura Dern – Dr. Ellie Sattler
 * Jeff Goldblum – Dr. Ian Malcolm
 * Richard Attenborough – John Hammond
 * Martin Ferrero – Donald Gennaro
 * Bob Peck – Robert Muldoon
 * Wayne Knight – Dennis Nedry
 * Samuel L. Jackson – Ray Arnold
 * Ariana Richards – Lex Murphy
 * Joseph Mazzello – Tim Murphy

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Farscape

Farscape is a science-fiction TV series (1999 - 2004) about an astronaut who ends up on the other side of the galaxy after crashing into a wormhole during the test flight of his space module Farscape-1. Here he joins a group of escaping prisoners on board a living ship.

Premiere

 * Crichton: There's life out here, Dad. Weird, amazing, psychotic life. And death. In Technicolor. Hey, Dad, you know those rattlers in the stomach we talked about? Well, I've got them now.

 * Crichton: Boy, was Spielberg ever wrong. Close Encounters my ass.

 * Rygel: I'm Rygel the Sixteenth, dominar to over six hundred billion people. I don't need to talk to you.

 * Aeryn: He claims to be a human from a planet called Erp.

 * Jack Crichton: [before John's launch] Son, I can't help being who I am. Who I was.
 * John Crichton: It's not who you are, Dad: I love who you are. It's being son of who you are. [nervous chuckle] Look, I... can't be your kind of hero.
 * Jack Crichton: No, you can't be. But each man gets a chance to be his own kind of hero. Your time will come, and when it does, watch out. Chances are it'll be the last thing you ever expected.

 * Press representative: [explaining theory behind Farscape One project] Ladies and gentlemen of the press, at 26:14 on the flight clock, we begin the major experiment of this shuttle mission. Commander John Crichton will pilot a craft of his own design in a dangerous attempt to use our planet's gravity as a speed booster, slingshotting him off into space at previously unrecorded speeds. If successful, the results are anticipated as the first concrete steps toward interstellar travel.

 * Crichton: [seeing Moya for the first time] That's big. That's really big.

 * Rygel: I found the manifest. We were scheduled for transfer to Terron-Ra.
 * D'Argo: That's a lifer's colony!
 * John Crichton: [surprised] Prisoner... you're escaped prisoners?
 * D'Argo: [solemnly] I will not be taken prisoner again.
 * Rygel: [noticing Crichton] They brought you on board, didn't they? Don't worry, I'll protect you. I look after you now, you look after me later.

 * Zhaan: [after initial starburst] Pilot, does Moya know where we are?
 * Pilot: Yes, of course! We're someplace else. I'll... get back to you on the specifics.

 * Rygel: [about an unusual aspect of Hynerian physiology] It's a perfectly natural bodily function. And it's odorless.
 * D'Argo: So your loyal subjects tell you!
 * John Crichton: You fart helium?

 * Crais: [to Crichton] A human? It will require some study. I will personally enjoy pulling you apart to see what you're made of.

 * John Crichton: [with pulse pistol, to Peacekeeper guards] Don't move! Or I'll fill you full of... little yellow bolts of light!

 * Aeryn Sun: It's my duty, it's my breeding since birth. It's what I am.
 * John Crichton: You can be more.

I, ET

 * Crichton: It’s just like a VCR, except easier.

 * Crichton: We can stick our heads between our legs and kiss our asses goodbye. It’s a saying.

 * Crichton: The sound is doing something to my eye. Feels like it’s melting my brain. It couldn’t actually be doing something to my brain, could it?

 * Rygel: [I'm] aquatic. That's water, not mud. Mud is mud. You can't breathe in it, you can't move in it. It holds you, it grabs you, it sucks you down. You want to know about mud? I know about mud!
 * Crichton: The guy knows mud.

 * Crichton: [stepping out onto the planet for the first time] Kinda like Louisiana. Or Dagobah.
 * [Aeryn looks at him]
 * Crichton: Dagobah. Where Yoda lives.

 * Crichton: Look, I understand what a phenomenal moment this is for you.
 * Lyneea: Do you? Can you? I mean, to you space-travel is commonplace. But to us, here, I mean in one flash....
 * Crichton: ....you learn that you're not alone in the universe. That interstellar space travel is possible, that a zillion of your empirical facts about science and religion are wrong, or completely suspect? I do understand.

 * Crichton: You know, when I was your age, I used to dream about meeting a real, live alien.
 * Fostro: Yeah. Me too.

Exodus from Genesis

 * Rygel: Mother always said I was the best looking. That's why she had my older brothers banished. She said my face belonged on the Imperial seal.

 * Aeryn: No offense, human, but what could I possibly need from you?
 * Crichton: Manners, personality, stock tips.

 * Aeryn: [about Peacekeeper commandos] I'm sure your world has no force so ruthless, so disciplined.
 * Crichton: Oh, we call them linebackers. Or serial killers, depends on if they're... professional or amateur.

 * D'Argo: [to differentiate themselves from their clones] We will cut off the tip of our small finger for identification.
 * Crichton: [with can of spray paint] How about something a little less permanent?

Throne for a Loss

 * Crichton: Stimulant? That’s a little more than cappuccino, pal. Our friend just tried to kill us!

 * Crichton: That’s your plan? Wile E. Coyote would come up with a better plan than that!

 * Crichton: Next time you hit me, make sure I don’t wake up.

 * Rygel: If you must address me, do so as Your Supreme Eminence. Which you should be doing anyway.

 * Zhaan: Soft, yes. Weak, no.

 * Zhaan: Am I the only species in creation that doesn't thrive on conflict?

Back and Back and Back to the Future

 * Crichton: Open your ears, or your tentacles, or whatever orifice it is you listen with!

 * Crichton: Ask me later. Just ask me later when I’ve got more time. Of course I could be dead three or four times by the time you ask.

Thank God It's Friday. Again

 * Crichton: This is the end of hyper rage? I get hugged to death?

 * Aeryn: Nobody knows you here. It's only people who know you that want to kill you.

 * Aeryn: She gives me a woody. [Crichton looks at her] Woody. Human saying. I've heard you say it often when you don't trust someone, or they make you nervous, then they give you—
 * Crichton: The willies! She gives you the willies.

 * Aeryn: Yes, well, the day that they prove that is the day I let Palmonian meat hounds tear all the flesh from my bones.

PK Tech Girl

 * Crichton: They spit fire? How come no one tells me this stuff? How come no one tells me they spit fire? Aeryn!

 * Crichton: I try to save a life a day. Usually it’s my own.

 * Crichton: Human. It’s kinda like Sebacean, but we haven’t conquered other worlds yet, so we just kick the crap out of each other.

 * Rygel: Long enough for me to see your blue backside meditating, but not long enough for you to touch me.

 * Zhaan: I'm a trusting soul at best, but not to a fault.

 * Zhaan: There you are. We've been looking all over for you, Rygel. You're making the DRD's nervous.

That Old Black Magic

 * Crichton: It’s not Kansas, and you’re way too homely to be Auntie Em, but... Come here, Toto.

 * Rygel: John Crichton, unwelcome shipmate. May you have safe transport to the hallowed realm. Actually, not our hallowed realm. That's for Hynerians. Go find your own hallowed realm. With the Ceremony of Passage completed, I declare you officially dead, and claim all your possessions for myself.

DNA Mad Scientist

 * Rygel: You honestly believe I could find you appealing? I mean, you're so, so, blue!

 * Rygel: I'm always ravenous when I'm about to take a long journey.

 * Aeryn: You and the others are trying to get home avoiding Peacekeeper territories. My home is Peacekeeper territories; it's just that I can't ever go back there. Ever.

 * Zhaan: Rygel, what a surprise. I see you're having something to eat. Is this your third helping or your fourth?

 * Pilot: If he should ask for it, what body part are you willing to offer for it, your Eminence?

They've Got A Secret

 * Aeryn: You say you want to go back to this planet of pain and suffering!
 * Crichton: Well you guys don't have chocolate.

 * Pilot: ...she reallocated some resources.
 * Rygel: "Reallocated some resources"?! She starved you and almost suffocated us!

Till The Blood Runs Clear

 * Crichton: Back off! Get that weapon out of my face before I feed it to you. Now tell your bitch to let my female go.

 * Crichton: I’m Butch. This is Sundance. We're the Hole in the Sky gang.

 * Rygel: I don't think you want to go after her. She said something about leaving her clothes behind.

 * Aeryn: I am no one's female!

Rhapsody in Blue

 * D'Argo: Something Crichton said is disturbing me.
 * Rygel: Finally! I've been saying that since he arrived.
 * D'Argo: It's what he said about us all having the same dream.
 * Rygel: It wasn't the same. Mine was better than yours.

 * Crichton: That's my underwear.
 * Aeryn: [points to tag] What does this say?
 * Crichton: Calvin.
 * Aeryn: Well, they're not yours.

 * Rygel: I like my wives pregnant and my ships cold to the touch. That way my feet stay warm and my slumber is uninterrupted.
 * Crichton: Wives plural? Big fella! [gives him high-five]

 * Zhaan: We all visit the precipice. Each one of us must find our own way down.

 * Crichton: It's like Disney on acid! Ten years of really great sex all at the same moment.

 * Zhaan: I am unimpressed by your masculine memories.

The Flax

 * Crichton: One thing, just to be absolutely certain, you are the female of your species, right? I’ll take that as a yes.

 * Aeryn: [Crichton falls on top of Aeryn and she smiles]Are you comfortable? Can I get you a pillow?

Jeremiah Crichton

 * Crichton: Since I left home, I’ve been hunted, beaten, locked up, shanghaied, shot at. I’ve had alien creatures in my face, up my nose, inside my brain, down my pants. This is the first time, the first place, where I’ve felt peace.

 * Crichton: [watches as Rygel is being worshipped as a god] The slug that would be king.

Durka Returns

 * Crichton: Come on out, Chiana. Look, I don’t have time to play this game. Durka’s gone Hannibal Lecter on us.

 * Crichton: Nebari mental cleansing doesn’t get the tough stains out.

 * Chiana: Typical male. Satisfy yourself first.

A Human Reaction

 * Crichton: They have worlds out there, people that you wouldn’t believe. But they do not have chocolate.

 * Aeryn: Rain... Is that what you call this? I like it.

Through the Looking Glass

 * Crichton: Listen, sunshine... You wanna be part of this crew?
 * Chiana: On your good days!
 * Crichton: This is one of the good days. I thought you were junior Miss Tough-Chick-of-the-Universe?

 * Crichton: I haven't heard of anything like anything happening before. My planet doesn't even go to the moon anymore.

 * Crichton: You'll be happy to know I have a plan.

 * Chiana: You saw a creature? What kind of creature? The kind we eat? Or the kind that eats us?

 * D'Argo: One Mippippippi... Two Mippippippi...

 * Crichton: Oh hell, we're screwed.
 * Rygel: Should I disrobe so it's memorable?

 * Zhaan: My dear, I've kicked more ass than you've sat on.

A Bug's Life

 * Crichton: Always a party.

 * Chiana: Is everybody aboard this ship kinkoid?

Nerve

 * Crichton: A little while ago a commando skewered you with his Swiss Peacekeeper army knife.

 * Stark: [raving and pointing] ...MY SIDE! YOUR SIDE!  MY SIDE!  YOUR SIDE!...

 * Crichton: Danger... danger, Will Robinson. Beware of the chair... beware of the chair.

 * Crichton: Fetch the comfy chair.

The Hidden Memory

 * Rygel: My progeny were tiny. Tiny and handsome, like their father.

 * D'Argo: I'm coming with you. If you can be an idiot, I can be an idiot.

Bone to be Wild

 * Rygel: You're not seriously considering going down there are you? For goodness sake, did you see that thing?
 * D'Argo: You do not have to go down there, Your Flatulence.

 * Crichton: All right, one quick trip to the pharmacy coming up. Out the door, turn left at the creature.

 * Chiana: If your hand is still there in one microt, I'll snap it off and use it as a good luck charm.

 * D'Argo: Zhaan, let me explain to you what is going on inside my nose right now. Large pieces of green mucus, gunk...
 * Crichton: D'Argo, D'Argo, no no no. Stop it with the Luxan poetry.

 * Zhaan: How animalcentric of you, John!

 * D'Argo: No offense, but I say we take this tree-hugger, shove him out the access port, and get the hezmana out of here.

Family Ties

 * Crichton: It's a Jerry Springer kind of family. But for what it's worth, Zhaan, you are family.

 * Aeryn: Oh, just to be in the warm glow of all this testosterone.

 * Crichton: How you doing?
 * D'Argo: I have to pee. [Both start laughing]

 * D'Argo: She was vague to the point that I suspect she doesn't have a clue.

 * D'Argo: Fear accompanies the possibility of death. Calm shepherds its certainty.
 * Crichton: I love hanging with you, man.

 * Crichton: [seeing the burning moon] Hey you bastards... John Crichton Was Here!

Mind The Baby

 * D'Argo: As John once said, I would rather go down on a swing!
 * Crichton: Swinging. Go down swinging.

 * Crichton: How many times have we been close?
 * Aeryn: [Looking at D'Argo and whispering back] Just the once.
 * Crichton: [quietly] No, no no no. not that kind of close.
 * Aeryn: Oh, you mean friend close. Umm, [clears throat] more than once.

 * Rygel: May your afterlife be almost as pleasant as mine.

 * Crichton: Fine, just— ditch the firm, fly to Maui, shack up with the super model—BUT YOU DO NOT GET TO KEEP THE PORSCHE!

 * D'Argo: Paper cannot possibly beat rock.
 * Crichton: It does. Paper beats rock.
 * D'Argo: Rock rips through paper.
 * Crichton: D'Argo, that's not how it works. Paper beats rock.
 * D'Argo: That's unrealistic.

Vitas Mortis

 * Chiana: You know until today, I never really realized how much I love my feet.

Taking the Stone

 * Crichton: Aeryn, what the hell is wrong with you? You are the pin up girl for frontal assault.

 * D'Argo: You robbed the dead!
 * Rygel: And believe me, that wasn't as easy as it sounds.

Crackers Don't Matter

 * Crichton: I got great eyes; they're better than 20/20, and they're blue!

 * Crichton: Bingo! Give Brainiac the fluffy doll!

 * Crichton: Is that it, Sparky? Gonna take the road well-traveled? Gonna play dumb? [singing] I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream! Baskin Robbins, Ben and Jerry’s, Good Humor. What’s your favorite—creamsicle or fudgesicle?

 * Aeryn: Next time you'll be a crouton, Crichton!

 * Chiana: I'm having sex with 3 hynerian donkeys; what does it look like I'm doing?

 * Pilot: I'm only judging on my experience with you, but I've never seen such a deficient species.

 * Crichton: I'm not deficient. I'm superior! Humans. Are. Superior.

 * T'raltixx: [repeated line] I need more light! More light!

 * Scorpius hallucination/Harvey: Revenge is a dish best served cold, and you like revenge, don't you, John?
 * Crichton: Shut up! I hate it when villains quote Shakespeare.

 * Scorpius hallucination/Harvey: [in a Hawaiian shirt, about Aeryn] Kill her! Then we'll have pizza! [holds up bottles] And margarita shooters! Go on, John, do it. Do it!
 * Crichton: [points both his weapons at Scorpius] No one has margaritas with pizza!

 * Crichton: [about the paste Zhaan is spreading on his face] What the hell is this?
 * Zhaan: Heat-deflecting paste; you'll burn up in there without it.
 * Crichton: Smells like puke.
 * Zhaan: I pre-digested it to increase its potency.
 * Crichton: It's puke?!

 * Pilot: While vaguely concerned about you, I am much more interested in how this will affect Moya.

 * Crichton: The ionic radiation gives her photogasms, unless she's faking it. They can do that, you know. Hey, Zhaan, you faking it?

 * Rygel: I never run away. I... strategically maneuver.

The Way We Weren't

 * Crichton: I don't think Pilot's in a "Leviathan for Dummies" mood right now...

Picture if You Will

 * Crichton: Maldis! C’mon you old bastard, show your ugly face. Haven’t you read the super villain’s handbook? This is where you’re supposed to twirl your mustache and gloat.
 * Maldis: I don't have a mustache John.

 * Maldis: As you said, this magical-mystery crap's not your thing.

Home on the Remains

 * Crichton: Hey Blue! Delivery. It’s not exactly Dominos, but it got here in less than 30 minutes.

 * Crichton: You can eat anything if it's fried.

Dream a Little Dream

 * Crichton: Screw’em Zhaanie. You’re a tenth level Pa’u, you get to eleven, we get a TV ministry.

 * Rygel: We haven't lied yet. Of course the trial has only been on for a few microts.

 * Jar Rouin: Trust me, I'm a lawyer.

Out of Their Minds

 * Crichton: Have we sent the "don’t shoot us we're pathetic" transmission yet?
 * D'Argo: That was actually the first thing we tried.

 * Rygel: Oh yes, I'm back too. Thanks for asking. Back to being me. Back to being ignored.

 * John: Well they say you have to walk a mile in someone's shoes to understand them.
 * Aeryn: Well I certainly know what you were doing when you were in my shoes, Crichton.
 * John: Gimme a break.
 * Aeryn: It's okay. It's okay, you know. You were in my shoes, I was in your pants...

 * Zhaan: By the goddess! What is this madness that has overtaken all of you?
 * Aeryn [in John]: We'll explain later; just shoot us, Zhaan. Full power, and don't worry, we'll have the screen up.
 * Zhaan: Are you sure about this, Crichton?
 * Rygel [in Aeryn]: Shoot the damn gun you blue-assed bitch!

 * John [in Aeryn]: Oh, come on, man! I'm... They're here. They're right here. They've been here for a couple of arns, and I just had to...
 * Aeryn [in Rygel]: You are mentally damaged.
 * John [in Aeryn]: I'm a guy. A guy. Guys dream about this sort of thing.
 * Aeryn [in Rygel]: I'll tell you one thing Crichton, if I find you've been dreaming anything else to my body I'll break your legs, even if they are mine.

 * Rygel [in John]: [about peeing] Could you show me how to do this?
 * John [in Aeryn]: Oh my god... unzip.
 * Rygel [in John]: Right!
 * John [in Aeryn]: Pull it out. Point it like a gun. And shoot.
 * Rygel [in John]: Aimed the right way?
 * John [in Aeryn]: Yes, that's fine.

 * [Tak vomits violently]
 * Rygel [in John]: Go on. Go on. Let it all out.
 * Tak: Excuse.
 * Rygel [in John]: No, no, that's all right, we do that sort of thing all the time here on Moya. I just peed in the maintenance bay.

 * Aeryn [in John]: She wants me?
 * John [in Rygel]: Yeah. Zhaan wants to hear it from you. She won't listen to Rygel.
 * Rygel [in Aeryn]: I told you! You all say I'm paranoid, but it's true: no one ever frelling listens to me!
 * John [in Rygel]: Can it, furball.
 * Rygel [in Aeryn]: Great! Now I'm getting yotz from my own body!

My Three Crichtons

 * Rygel: Listen to this. Double the Crichton and you double the waste of time.

Look at the Princess (1): A Kiss Is But a Kiss

 * Rygel: By the yotz! Run, fight, surrender — pick one.

 * Aeryn: That's great. It's a whole world designed for your rutting instincts.

 * Crichton: On my planet we don’t marry people we don't love unless they're critically ill billionaires.

 * Crichton: Better wed than dead.

 * [Aeryn runs into Scarran representative Cargn in a hall.]
 * Cargn: I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
 * Aeryn: Yes, I've heard that about Scarrans.

 * Crichton: Eighty cycles. My college loans will be delinquent. I'll miss the strippers on my hundredth birthday. I'll get a utility bill for three trillion dollars for a single porch light that I left on and everybody I know will be dead.

Look at the Princess (2): I Do, I Think

 * Crichton: That’s OK, it’s just a burden always being right.

 * D'Argo: Security is so tight that last night they burst into my room just as Chiana was... ah, screaming.

 * D'Argo: The bad news is that you are married and you must endure as a statue for eighty cycles in a strange world.
 * Crichton: What's the good news?
 * D'Argo: Chiana and I are having fantastic sex.

 * Crichton: Rock, me, hard place.

 * Aeryn: Now, don't feel bad. It's not you; it's me. I don't like you.

Look at the Princess (3): The Maltese Crichton

 * D'Argo: [to statue John] Do you feel any pain?
 * Crichton: No, but I'd really like to pick my nose.

 * Crichton: How Batman was that!

 * Crichton: Well there you go. Good guys win for once. And I have a child that I'll never know.

Won't Get Fooled Again

 * Crichton: Oh no, no, no, no I don’t boogie.

 * Crichton: Come out, come out wherever you are and see the young man that fell from the star.

 * Crais: FREEZE! You're under arrest! You have the right to the remains of a silent attorney! If you cannot afford one... tough noogies! You can make ONE phone call! I recommend Trixie: 976-Triple 5-LOVE. Do you understand these rights as I have explained them to you?! Well do ya, PUNK?
 * Crichton: No...
 * Crais: Well... then I can't arrest you!

 * D'Argo: My friend, one thing you have to learn. There is always time for beer.

 * Crais: I like your style hombre, but this is no laughing matter. Assault on a police officer.  Theft of police property.  Illegal possession of a firearm.  FIVE counts of attempted murder.  That comes to... 29 dollars and 40 cents. Cash, cheque or credit card?

 * Zhaan: I'm Doctor Kaminsky.
 * Crichton: Uh-huh. And, uh, you're a psychiatrist?
 * Zhaan: Mm-hmm.
 * Crichton: I don't think so. On Earth, psychiatrists don't come in blue.
 * Zhaan: Do you have a problem with people of colour?
 * Crichton: I have a contextual problem. You're an alien.
 * Zhaan: Yes, that's true. But I do have a Green Card.
 * Crichton: Interesting. Are you or are you not blue?
 * Zhaan: Would it matter to you if I was?
 * Crichton: Do you always answer a question with a question?
 * Zhaan: Does that bother you?

 * Aeryn: I'm a doctor. Just Relax.
 * Zhaan: I can wear a Freudian slip.
 * Aeryn: I find new places to take your temperature.
 * Chiana: I can teach you left-handed Latvian rodeo torture.

 * Rygel: This is for calling me Sparky. And this is for Fluffy. And this is for Buckwheat, whatever that means.

 * Jack Crichton: You're the one who wanted a child. I wanted a terrier!
 * Leslie Crichton: Oh, you couldn't give me what I really wanted.
 * Jack: Oh, so we get this loser! He can't fetch a ball, he can't get my slippers, he can't even land a damn module in one piece!

The Locket

 * Crichton: Aeryn, you are the one thing which has kept me from doing a kamikaze in the transport.

 * Rygel: You're worse than me, I like that.

The Ugly Truth

 * Crichton: That’s a long way down. Either that or they have deep shag carpets.

 * Crichton: Since I got here I’ve seen a lot of impossible things.

 * Crichton: There’s just nothing new in the universe is there? It’s the same everywhere, good cop, bad cop.

 * Aeryn: D'Argo is thinking with his mivonks again.

A Clockwork Nebari

 * Crichton: It’s going to be more real than real. It’s going to be super 3-D smell-o-vision in Sensurround.

 * Chiana: Something’s not right. Aeryn doesn’t even shower without a pulse pistol.

 * Rygel: I'm nobody's puppet!

 * Crichton: (to Rygel) You aren't into self-preservation. You are the KING of it!

 * D'Argo: John, all the things I've done as a warrior, all the horrible thoughts I've had all the cycles of my life, even about you, I am so sorry.

 * Crichton: John Crichton, Astronaut, master of the universe.

 * Crichton: Bitchin' man.
 * Rygel: Bitchin'.

Liars, Guns and Money (1): A Not So Simple Plan

 * Crichton: This will work, trust me. We just have to find a place to get our clothes off.

 * Crichton: You ever hear of KFC?
 * Akkor: KFC?
 * Crichton: It is, to my knowledge, unique in the universe, and unique is always valuable. Now, we have managed to procure all eleven secret ingredients.

 * Scorpius: Insert it! Insert it! Insert it! Insert the rod, John!
 * Crichton: You're really not my type!

 * Rygel: Ten percent of this plan is lunacy, fifty percent of these riches is not enough, one hundred percent of dead is dead.

Liars, Guns and Money (2): With Friends Like These...

 * Rygel: Every time I think that there's more to you than a pair of pushed-up loomas in a corset, you disappoint me

Liars, Guns and Money (3): Plan B

 * Crichton: He's here and... um, he blames me. He blames me for killing Scorpious. So I've been... I've been trying... trying to... uh...
 * D'Argo: Trying to what, John?!
 * Chrichton: D'Argo... kill me. D'Argo, please... kill me.

Die Me, Dichotomy

 * Crichton: You’re going to take my memories and I’m going to talk gibberish? Why don’t you just take my mojo while you’re at it?

 * Crichton: Aeryn, did I say or do anything to piss you off? I mean other than caving in the side of your head?

 * D'Argo: I can' feel ma tongue.
 * Stark: Whose faul' izzat?
 * D'Argo: Oh, fwell you.

 * Pilot: I am no higher or lower than I've ever been. My position is fixed.

Season of Death

 * D'Argo: Aeryn died so you could live John. She would want you to keep fighting.

 * D'Argo: Do not. Make me tongue you.

Suns and Lovers

 * Crichton: Whoa, where do they get these stories? Let’s set the facts straight. First off there was no raping, very little pillaging and Frau Blucher popped all the eyeballs.

 * Crichton: Yeah, yeah, yeah, nothing like a bomb to sober me up, I’m fine.

 * Rygel: Repent? We have less than an arn. I was a Dominar. It'd take me longer than that to repent.

 * D'Argo: "Yeah we need you D'Argo, we need you. Oh, and by the way would you mind putting your hands up against the wall and spreading your legs so I can kick you up the mivonks." You have got to be one dumb trasnik.

 * Crichton: Commuter forecast on your travel day, storms expected just for you... [John notices Borlik is no longer in the capsule]
 * Borlik: [up against the wall sounding pleased] I think I'll be able to share my purification. It took all my strength, but I was able to reconfig the magnetics and stick here. By the time you cut me down, the storm will be upon us. [resumes chanting]
 * Crichton: [slowly walking away] You're too smart...
 * Borlik: [still smiling but slightly confused] Where are you going?
 * Crichton: Uh, you win, we lose. You-you outsmarted us...
 * Borlik: [looks really pleased and relieved]
 * Crichton: But that door you're stuck to... it's detachable.
 * Borlik: [looking panicked] NO!
 * Crichton: [nonchalantly] Yes...
 * Borlik: No! You lie! No you'll still be purified! [while John is rolling his hand] The Holy Gezma's punishment will be brought down upon you!
 * Crichton: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Pilot, I'm clear. Detach the door and suck this bitch out!
 * Pilot: [maniacal laughter as he ejects Borlik into space to be struck by the storm]

Self Inflicted Wounds (1): Could'a, Would'a, Should'a

 * Rygel: Doesn't simply shooting them dead strike you as viable?

 * Rygel: What friends? We were thrown together against our will and we're all just trying to make the best of it until we can get the chance to screw the others to get what we want.

 * Aeryn: Do you understand any of those words?
 * Crichton: Yeah, I watched all kinds of Star Trek. It's just the order that they're in.

 * Crichton: If he masters wormhole technology, what do you think he'll use it for?
 * Harvey: Faster delivery of pizzas.

Self Inflicted Wounds(2): Wait for the Wheel

 * Crichton: Welcome to the Federation Starship SS Buttcrack!

 * Zhaan: You are a very ungrateful and selfish woman. Please remain silent from now on.

 * Zhaan: Now I know I shall meet my goddess and be accepted to her bosom. Sensitive D'Argo, exuberant Chiana, wise Rygel, selfless Aeryn, innocent Crichton. My children, my teachers, my loves, there is no guilt, there is no blame, only what is meant to be. Grow through your mistakes and know that if patient redemption will find you.

 * Harvey: Why is it always the gentle ones who pay the price for everyone else's ambition? Hmm?

...Different Destinations

 * D’Argo: Ladies, some decorum please. This is a peace memorial; let's not kill each other.

 * Jool: You made me drink piss?

Eat Me

 * Crichton: Burnt, battered, busted, ding-dong the pod is dead.

 * Aeryn: If you try anything when I am gone whatever you have in the place of mivonks and wherever they are, they will be gone when I get back.

 * D'Argo: Stay back... Stay back or I swear I will kill you.
 * Kaarvoc: I don't think that's very polite.

 * Kaarvoc: This is my home. All I need is more... what... food? Family? Is there a difference?

Thanks for Sharing

 * Crichton: Cross my heart, smack me dead, stick a lobster on my head!

 * Crichton: You been lyin' to your daddy boy, and you know you shouldn't lie to your daddy! It's gonna stop!  Now, who’s your daddy? C’mon, you know who your daddy is. Who’s your daddy? D’Argo, tell him who his daddy is.
 * D'Argo: I’m your daddy.
 * Crichton: That's right.

 * Crichton: Crais, I want you to find the fattest target you can. Government house, missile site, McDonalds, whatever.

 * Jool: There, I woke him up; now I hope he drops dead.

 * Chiana: I say we just go get the guns and go steal the stuff.

 * D'Argo: Well at least now he's out of your nose.
 * Crichton: Hair.
 * D'Argo: Yes, that's what I meant, at least now he's out of your nose hair.

 * Crichton: [sarcastically introducing himself] John Crichton, Wizard of Oz.

Green Eyed Monster

 * Crichton: Man, you guys should see this ugly sticky flesh. Kinda like my Aunt Ruth’s special Jello.

 * Rygel: Oh wonderful, they're alive. Now you can torture them with your inane dribblings.

 * Aeryn: Talyn, you've seen them both naked, perhaps you can tell us who's bigger.

Losing Time

 * Chiana: What if I have to piss?
 * D'Argo: Well then, we will all urinate together.

 * Crichton: [to a DRD] All right, we don’t understand the R2-D2 crap. We’re gonna use the Star Trek system: one blink for yes, two blinks for no.

 * Crichton: I’m a guy, I’ll probably be back in fifteen minutes.

 * Jool: I feel like I had a spiritual enema.

 * Jool: Shoot him, you're the warrior, just shoot him now!
 * D'Argo: With what? My nose?

Relativity

 * Rygel: Of course it's a foe. We have no friends.

 * Rygel: I may be small but allow me to remind you that only serves to put me at castration level.

 * Stark: Oh, you really do have three stomachs... and the smallest little heart I've ever seen.

Meltdown

 * Crichton: God-like aliens. Boy, do I hate god-like aliens. I'll take a critter over a god-like alien any time...

 * Crichton: Is there some kind of stupid alien quotation book you guys use?

Scratch 'n Sniff

 * D'Argo: I am a full-blooded Luxan, and ladies, I have so much cash in my pocket that I can assure you that the three of us will crawl out of here on our hands and knees come sunrise tomorrow morning. I've been arrested for saying exactly the same thing on four different planets.

 * D'Argo: Girls, breasts, blue breasts, green breasts, I don't know. All I know is they spiked our drinks and took our money.

Infinite Possibilities (1): Daedalus Demands

 * Crichton: Harvey, kiss my medulla oblongata.

 * Jack: My name is [undecipherable string of syllables in an alien language]. You can call me Jack.

 * Rygel: Perfect. The half-blind leading the blind.

Infinite Possibilities (2): Icarus Abides

 * Crichton: I mean... how far are you gonna take this? Is this the end, or are you gonna try and put all the toothpaste back in the tube?
 * Jack: I doubt that's possible.
 * Crichton: But you're gonna give it the old college try, aren't you? You're gonna kill... me, Furlow, and Aeryn.

 * Crichton: Furlow, is it always about the money?
 * Furlow: Is there anything else? I mean... how much sex can you have?
 * Crichton: I don't know... I haven't maxed out yet.

 * Furlow: Don't be the hero, John. Always be the one to walk away while the hero dies. That's my motto.

 * Stark: [seeing the wormhole weapon destroy the Scarran dreadnought] ...I have no prayer for that...

Revenging Angel

 * Crichton: God, I love science fiction.

 * Crichton: I got plenty of reasons.
 * Harvey: Then give me the Letterman list.
 * Crichton: Earth, dad, pizza, sex, cold beer, fast cars, sex, Aeryn, love.

 * Pilot: I don't get out much, so I read.

 * Crichton: Well, this little spaceman is going home. Lock up the women and hide the fried chicken!

 * [Inside Crichton's mind, at his grave; his gravestone is engraved with "R.I.P. / Here lies / John Crichton / Human / Astronut / Natural born loser"]
 * Scorpius/Harvey: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to pay our final respects, and to say farewell to our dear friend, Commander John Crichton... A schmuck. Muleheaded, reckless, and probably braindead before I met him. Alas, his death... is mine also.

 * [Inside Crichton's mind]
 * Crichton: Even Kirk wouldn't stoop that low.
 * Scorpius/Harvey: That was a television show, John. And, he made Priceline commercials.

The Choice

 * Stark: It's filled with mystics and criminals!
 * Rygel: Then it's just like here: you're a mystic, and we're criminals!

 * Stark: If you've got a deity you had better make your peace with it now, because I'm going to lead you to the other side real quick.

 * Aeryn: Was it easy to be a hero? Leave me behind?
 * Crichton: You never think... you're gonna die. I didn't know.

 * Xhalax Sun: I've heard... loved ones leave you in pieces... that little by little you start to forget things about them, but that's not true. You lose them...everything, instantly, and suddenly nothing can replace them. Nothing.

Fractures

 * Rygel: You were... faking?!

 * Crichton: So that's what I'm doing. You don't have to come along. You don't have to like it. I just want you to know.
 * Pilot: Moya and I are against this idea in totality. I'm sure Captain Crais is aware that Talyn resists also.
 * Chiana: You don't know how far Scorpius is in his wormhole research. You don't know where he keeps it. You don't know anything. How are you going to stop him?

 * Crichton: Guys, I don't see another option. Scorpius has the knowledge from my brain and I'm not going to let him shaft the universe with it.
 * [Aeryn rises, walks over and stands beside Crichton, followed a few moments later by Crais]
 * Chiana: You're all gonna die.
 * Crichton: Do you see that one, Pip, or are you just guessing? We choose our own path. This one is mine. I'm going to the Command Carrier. I'm going to stop Scorpius.

Into the Lion's Den (1): Lambs to the Slaughter

 * Crichton: I do not sit at the kiddie table. Now you either give me the big toys or you send me home.

 * Crichton: Damn, I gotta stop pointing guns at people.

 * Crichton: I'm here, on a big stinkin' command carrier—Dick Tracy's freakin' neural bracelet linking me to Bram Stoker's nightmare. What more do you want from me?

Into the Lion's Den (2): Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

 * Crichton: Flying through wormholes ain’t like dusting crops, farm boy. It takes a little finesse.

 * Rygel: Don't think I'm going to miss you, any of you. I'm not. Well, maybe a little bit.

 * [from a deleted scene where Aeryn and Crais say goodbye to eachother]
 * Crais: All the times that I have endangered your life. All the times that I have lied to you. Hurt you. Starting from the moment I declared you irreversibly contaminated.
 * Aeryn: Listen to me. That was the beginning of my life.

Dog with Two Bones

 * D'Argo: Revenge is a feast best served immediately.

 * Rygel: Respect, my shiny, tiny hiney.

 * Crichton: What does that taste like?
 * Aeryn: Yesterday.
 * Crichton: Oh, well, nobody can compete with that. I am so much better dead.

Crichton Kicks

 * Crichton: I've almost cracked "Wormholes for Dummies".

 * Crichton: [To Sikozu] So you Jacques Cousteau your way up stream to where they die.

 * Crichton: [To the Grudeks] NOH! PAV'HOR! HERRUCH'T! [To Sikozu] You didn't get that one did you... 'cause it's Klingon! A show of force is the only thing that Klingons understand.

 * Crichton: We're going to be really, really quiet so the Pirates of the Caribbean don't hear us, okay?

 * Sikozu: If you are sober or sane enough to understand, I suggest you aim that behind you. The creatures following me execute on sight. Now, what are you going to do for me?

 * John: [explaining his situation to Sikozu] Okay! Once upon a time I was happy here. A little on the lonely side - but that's okay 'cos at least Wynona only had to start cooking fires - you know - fire? Whoosh! Fire. Module's outta fuel so it's not goin' anywhere. So, I'm workin' like a mofo. And everything is fiiiiinally comin' together on these crates here - 'til you - SMASHED THROUGH - PISSING ME OFF - just - a little bit. So the only thing that I still had goin' for me - you just destroyed, lady! YEAH!

 * Sikozu: They know we’re here.
 * John: Oh, nothing gets by you, does it?

 * [After the Grudeks fire at them]
 * Sikozu: [whispering] Make them think you are dead!
 * John: Okay, Sputnik. [walks out to the catwalk and fires back] YOU MISSED!!

 * John: [flaunting his rear end to the hound] You want some o' this? Yeah! Grade-A prime American beef!

 * John: [about the baby] Maybe it's not mine at all.
 * Dream Aeryn: You just won't let that rest, will you?
 * John: Nah, maybe it's got a little pony tail and a teeny tiny goatee.
 * Dream Aeryn: Maybe.
 * John: Maybe there's half a metal face on it.
 * Dream Aeryn: Maybe.
 * John: Maybe it's a royal pain in the ass, eats all the time and farts a lot.
 * Dream Aeryn: Then we'll know it's yours.

 * Rygel: Wormholes, Aeryn, Earth, Aeryn, Scorpius, Aeryn. I'm out of fingers. Want me to keep counting on hers? [holds up Sikozu's severed hand]

What Was Lost (1): Sacrifice

 * Old Woman: Ask Vella, if all the priests died here, why are there no bones? Why are there no bones?

 * Grayza: Remember me?
 * John: Oh yeah, I remember a couple of things.

 * Old Woman: Crichton! (Moves to hug him)
 * John: Oh! Ah - damn!  You need a bath!
 * Old Woman: Never bathe, never bathe - It washes off the juice.

 * Vella (to Jool): Intellectually - Luxans are a subspecies. He will make mistakes. You will be blamed for them.

What Was Lost (2): Resurrection

 * D'Argo: Well, to use one of your expressions, you're gonna have to take one for the team.
 * Crichton: Technically, I've taken two!
 * D'Argo: And now it's time for the triple.

 * Braca: Hello Crichton.
 * John: Hiya Braca. Let me ask you a question. You're a man of the world, right? Does my ass look big in these pants?

 * Old Woman: Crichton - we're all gonna die, but he can live down there until the magnetic summer ends.
 * John: And-?
 * Old Woman: And... (Pulls a pulse pistol out and tosses it out of his reach over the cliff.)
 * John (Annoyed): Was that Winona?
 * Old Woman: Yes
 * John: I really don't wanna know where you hid her.

 * Rygel: Great. We're hunted by Peacekeepers, towing a dead module, lost in the Uncharted Territories with no purpose in life. How good does it get?

 * Jool: You may not have been Vella's intellectual equal...
 * D'Argo: Well I am now. She's a rock.

 * Jool (To D'Argo): You have more courage... integrity and honesty than a dozen Vellas. And I should have said that to her.

Lava's a Many Splendored Thing

 * Crichton: How come everything tastes like chicken?

 * Crichton: You burn your old people?
 * D'Argo: No, it just sounded like a good idea.

 * D'Argo: Okay, okay, I'm with you. I just have one small, little question... Who is Lou Costello?

 * Crichton: This is unbelievable. Can't cook, won't bathe, and now she's narcoleptic? She's a triple threat.

 * Crichton: Damn! This has got to be bad for the sperm count.

 * Crichton: Can I get a "Hell, yeah!"?

Promises

 * Crichton: Asylum? What is it with Peacekeepers. First they hunt us, then they want to move in. Are we a bed and breakfast. Do we have a sign outside that says "Free HBO?"

 * Crichton: You're coming with me. We may need a nerd.

Natural Election

 * D'Argo: See plant, kill plant
 * Crichton: That's got to be on the Luxan coat of arms.

 * Rygel: If this goes bad, please die first so my last moment can be joyous.

 * Crichton: Aeryn... I figure a relationship... the kind we're not having... is based on trust.
 * Aeryn: I'm so sorry.
 * Crichton: Yah. Me too. Cause you don't trust me. So, I don't know how to trust you.
 * Aeryn: I think I've earned your trust.
 * Crichton: I would put my life... in your hands... but not my heart.

John Quixote

 * Rygel: You're a pimped-out, arrogant fleshie who wants to use my road where NONE SHALL PASS.

 * Noranti: You carry a weapon.
 * Crichton: Second amendment.

I Shrink Therefore I Am

 * Crichton: Pilot, I got a ton of groceries to unload.

 * Crichton: I'm going wabbit hunting.

 * Scorpius: You can't take them all at once.
 * Crichton: How dumb do you think I am? I'll take 'em down one by one the Die Hard way.

 * Crichton: This is John Crichton paging the head Cylon. Pick up the phone, Imperious Leader.

 * Crichton: Como estas, la cucaracha?

 * Crichton: So, we've gone from Die Hard to Honey, I Shrunk the Hostages.

 * Crichton: How are my little inaction figures?

 * Crichton: [Crichton puts on glove/hand of the alien he just killed] Oh, God it's still warm.

A Prefect Murder

 * Aeryn: I'm getting a really bad bribe.
 * Crichton: (to himself) Oh god, she's talking English. (to Aeryn) "Vibe."

 * Aeryn: I'm not sure... I have the strength to miss next time.
 * Crichton: I think... I'm just a bad shot.

Coup by Clam

 * [Crichton, dressed in women's clothing, stands on a table]
 * Crichton: Excuse me ladies, can I have your attention.  Do any of you have one of these under your skirt?
 * [Crichton pulls two pulse pistols from hip holsters and begins shooting]
 * Crichton: Yeah, girl power!

Unrealized Reality

 * Rygel: Defying all logic, Crichton may actually figure out how to get us away from the Peacekeepers forever.
 * Pilot: Without disrespect, he oftentimes leaps to conclusions prior to leading us into--
 * Rygel: Not here, Pilot! Trust me, I wouldn't have risen to Dominar if I wasn't good at recognizing things before they happen!
 * Pilot: You were deposed in a coup led by your own cousin.

 * [scene begins as a close-up on Crichton's face]
 * Crichton: Oh no, this is that dream where I wake up in a cell, naked.
 * [camera moves back to show Crichton, on his back on the floor, in a t-shirt]
 * Crichton: [sighs] Thank heaven for simple mercies.

 * Crichton: What propulsion, the smoke you're blowing up my ass?

 * Crichton: I am not Kirk, Spock, Luke, Buck, Flash, or Arthur frelling Dent. I am Dorothy Gale from Kansas.

Kansas

 * Aeryn: D'Argo, you should study this.  [sings along with the television] "L, m, n, o, p."  Just a few of their words.  Just in case.
 * D'Argo: Chiana has already told me a few words.  'Yes', 'no', 'bite me', that's all I need to know.

 * Crichton: Somebody got a sugar high.  You been stealing candy, Mr. Burrels?
 * Rygel: Crichton, how illegal is this dren?  You have to get me more.  I don't care what it costs!

Terra Firma

 * Aeryn: A cat?
 * Crichton: Yeah, it's a pet.
 * Aeryn: Does he talk?

 * Aeryn: Well. Merry Frelling Christmas.
 * Crichton: Amen.

Mental as Anything

 * D'Argo: He's locked in a prison composed from his own nightmares. Killing him would have been a mercy.  I'm not that enlightened.

Bringing Home the Beacon

 * Crichton: Where's Aeryn, Aeryn?

A Constellation of Doubt

 * Rygel: [on Earth] It's a backwards planet full of superstitious, xenophobic morons. Nothing makes sense if they didn't think of it first and, even then, it's simplistic drivel. [to John] Beg pardon - how rude. Are you from there?

 * Sikozu: As stupid as you must think them, the Scarrans have managed to build one of the most extensive empires in the Galaxy in part - and I shall repeat this because it does not seem to sink in - by not advertising the location of their secret bases.

 * Sheriff: They were here. All of them. Ears. Tentacles. Cher.

 * Crichton: You're lying. You're not telling me you know where Katratzi is.
 * Sikozu: I have had enough of you.
 * Crichton: You have been nothing but lying from the moment you got on board this ship.
 * Sikozu: I do not know!
 * Crichton: And I won't let Aeryn die. Katratzi!
 * Sikozu: It is not my provenance if she lives or dies.
 * Crichton: Katratzi!
 * Sikozu: It is not my fault if she lives or dies.
 * Crichton: Katratzi!
 * Sikozu: It is not my will if she lives or dies. Crichton, listen to yourself! Everything lives and everything dies, whether you wish it to or not, and you have to deal with it.

 * Bobby: Whatcha doing?
 * Noranti: Making rat poison.
 * Bobby: Are you gonna kill a few?
 * Noranti: On the contrary, the rats asked me to make this so they could kill some humans.

 * Bobby: Are you in some kind of cult, like a witch or something?
 * Noranti: Not at the moment.

 * Bobby: Do religions hate each other where you come from?
 * Noranti: Oh, good heavens no. Religions are grand lofty ideals. Religious followers, now that's another story.
 * Bobby: Wars?
 * Noranti: Unspeakable.
 * Bobby: So we're not so different?
 * Noranti: That's nothing to be proud of.

 * Crichton: I don't care 'bout much. War. Death. Wormholes. I don't care about the things you care about. Peacekeepers rule the Scarrans. Scarrans rule the Peacekeepers. Put them together, put your ass in a cage. I care about one thing. One. God have mercy on my soul. I think I'm gonna need your help, mister Scarran half-breed, to get Aeryn back.

Prayer

 * Aeryn: There was one guard. I don't remember her face.  She never told me her name. She told me a legend about how Sebaceans once had a god called... Djancaz-bru.  Six worlds prayed to her.  They built her temples, conquered planets and yet,  one day she still rose up and destroyed all six worlds. And when the last warrior was dying, he... he said: 'We gave you everything.  Why did you destroy us?'  And, she looked down upon him, and she whispered... 'Because I can.'

 * Crichton: I've got a hum in my head, I'm gonna follow it.
 * Chiana: Oh, you've got something in there, but it's not a brain.

 * Crichton: With these wormholes, anything is possible. Somewhere the Cubs are winning the World Series.

We're So Screwed (1): Fetal Attraction

 * Trayso: A Luxan assistant?
 * Noranti: Oh, yes. Luxans make fine pilots, exceptional bodyguards and superlative lovers

 * Sikozu: If the freighter escapes then we abandon all hope.
 * Crichton: We abandon all hope of leading long and prosperous lives and we follow the freighter. (About Sikozu) She's still learning.

 * Sikozu: What about Scorpius?
 * Chiana: What about him?
 * Sikozu: Well he might have been captured!
 * Chiana: Or killed.
 * D’Argo: We can only wish.

 * Crichton: Harvey? You're not dead.
 * Harvey: Of course not. I am the - undead.

We're So Screwed (2): Hot to Katratzi

 * Crichton: Now, before anybody decides to get clever, you should know I have multiple dead man's sensors from every culture on my ship and a few cultures I haven't heard of. My heart stops, we all go boom. My heart speeds up, it's boom again. Too hot, too cold, too happy, too sad, thirsty, hungry, bored, it's John Lee Hooker time. Boom, boom, boom. (to the Scarran contingent) And you try your little psychic trick, kaboom, and we're all pushin' up day-glo daisies.
 * Ahkna: Why do I doubt that?
 * Crichton: Because you lack imagination.
 * Emperor Staleek: What do you want?
 * Crichton: "What do I want?" "What do I want?" I have not been chasing my ass all over the galaxy trying to pull out chunks of my brain. I have not been sneaking fembots and Skreeths into the places where I live. You want something! You. You want what's inside my head. You want what I know about wormholes. Because I can leap tall galaxies in a single bound! I can scorch planets with a wave of my hand, and you and you and you... you can't do jack.
 * Grayza: That's not true.
 * Crichton: Oh really? You command the stars to do your bidding? I know you can't. (to the Kalish) And you can't. (to the Charrids) And you can't. (back to Grayza) And you won't. But I have.
 * Emperor Staleek: Then why are you here?
 * Crichton: Because I... am an American. And what does an American want? Democracy? Capitalism! I want to sell out and settle down! For one day only, it's a blue-light special on aisle three! My wormhole technology, and a free set of steak knives, for all the tea in China. And anything you can imagine to pay me.
 * Ahkna: Pay?
 * Crichton: Yes, pay! Cash!
 * Vakali: He's crazy!
 * Aeryn: Isn't it fun?
 * Crichton: Welcome to my cold war. Now... what am I offered for all the powers of the universe?

 * Crichton: Bill Gates can’t guarantee Windows, how can you guarantee my safety?

We're So Screwed (3): La Bomba

 * Emperor Staalek: Were you planning to leave?
 * Crichton: Temporarily. Grayza called with another offer. But you had a riot going on, we didn't want to bother you, we decided to take our own car.
 * Emperor Staalek: I'm glad you didn't. Base defenses have been placed on highest alert. Any non-Scarran vessels will automatically be targeted and destroyed.
 * Crichton: We're very lucky.
 * Emperor Staalek: We'll transport you to the carrier.
 * Crichton: That's very kind.
 * Emperor Staalek: My pleasure. John.

 * Noranti: Who's Stark?
 * Rygel: Another lunatic with the wrong number of eyes.

 * Noranti: Oh, I do admire your compartmentalisation of duplicity!

 * Sikozu: They're trying to override the overrides!
 * Crichton: Duelling overrides. Don't you hate that?

 * Crichton: What the hell's going on up there?
 * D'argo: We couldn't override their override of our override.

 * Crichton: Hey, did you get my bomb?
 * Chiana: What?!
 * Crichton: Wh... I can't believe it. I left a nuclear bomb in an elevator.
 * Chiana: That's all right. You've done worse.

 * Crichton: Do the math. It's over.
 * Scorpius: I do not lose!
 * Crichton: Be happy to give you lessons.

 * Grayza: How dare you? Who do you think you are?
 * Braca: Captain Meeklo Braca, Officer of the Fleet, Peacekeeper Interplanetary Service.
 * Grayza: Oh. Nobody.

 * Crichton: You used me.
 * Scorpius: We used each other.
 * Crichton: You're better at it.

 * Grayza: You came in here big and bold, dancing on tabletops. And look at you now, begging for scraps.
 * Crichton: I may be jammed, possibly dead. But I am not begging; you can get that fantasy out of your head.
 * Grayza: In my hands, you can have peace! I can have peace!
 * Chrichton: I have been in your hands! There's no peace there - just power.
 * Grayza: You are so self-righteous! I have used all my skills, all my resources, for one perfect chance at peace! And because of you, it is gone! And I am...
 * Crichton: Frelled? Screwed? Raped? Welcome to the universe, Commandant.

 * Crichton: Hi... Honey. Huh.  Guess what I did at work today?  I wore a bomb.  A nuclear bomb in a field of flowers. I could get lucky.  Tomorrow I could have a bigger bomb. I could kill... more people.  Maybe they'll be innocent people.  Children... maybe.

Bad Timing

 * Crichton: I'm gonna fail. It's a sin, really.

 * Crichton: What did you imagine for your life?
 * Aeryn: Service. Promotion. Retirement. Death. You?
 * Crichton: This is exactly what I imagined. And a couple of kids.

 * [Crichton agonizes over possible failure to destroy the wormhole to Earth.]
 * Chiana: Pop the frelling bubble! Make the wormhole collapse!
 * Crichton: Pip, I can't do it.
 * Chiana: Yes, you can!
 * Crichton: I'm not… I'm not smart enough…
 * Chiana: Yes, you can!
 * Crichton: … I'm not fast enough, I am not alien enough, and you know what, there are people in the universe who don't like me!

Cast

 * Ben Browder - Commander John Robert Crichton, Jr.
 * Claudia Black - Officer Aeryn Sun
 * Anthony Simcoe - Ka D'Argo
 * Virginia Hey - Pa'u Zotoh Zhaan (seasons 1-3)
 * Jonathan Hardy - Dominar Rygel XVI (voice)
 * Gigi Edgley - Chiana
 * Lani Tupu - Pilot (voice), Captain Bialar Crais (seasons 1-3)
 * Wayne Pygram - Scorpius/"Harvey"
 * Paul Goddard - Stark
 * Rebecca Riggs - Commandant Mele-On Grayza (seasons 3-4)
 * Tammy MacIntosh - Joolushko 'Jool' Tunai Fenta Hovalis (seasons 3-4)
 * Raelee Hill - Sikozu Svala Shanti Sugaysi Shanu (season 4)
 * Melissa Jaffer - Utu-Noranti Pralatong (seasons 3-4)

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Talk:Farscape

I added the GNU/Debian quotes of the fortunes-farscape package and tried to give them a good layout. Not all the changed are logged by my useraccount (forget to log in) Erpel 20:02, 28 Sep 2004 (UTC)

Farscape simply has the best of quotes for the genre. A-giâu 06:41, 30 Sep 2004 (UTC)

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Persuasion (novel)

Persuasion (1818) was the last novel completed by Jane Austen. It was not published until after her death.

Quotes

 * A few years before, Anne Elliot had been a very pretty girl, but her bloom had vanished early; and as even in its height, her father had found little to admire in her, (so totally different were her delicate features and mild dark eyes from his own), there could be nothing in them, now that she was faded and thin, to excite his esteem.
 * Ch. 1

 * Vanity was the beginning and the end of Sir Walter Elliot's character; vanity of person and of situation. He had been remarkably handsome in his youth; and, at fifty-four, was still a very fine man. Few women could think more of their personal appearance than he did, nor could the valet of any new made lord be more delighted with the place he held in society. He considered the blessing of beauty as inferior only to the blessing of a baronetcy; and the Sir Walter Elliott, who united these gifts, was the constant object of his warmest respect and devotion.
 * Ch. 1

 * Elizabeth had succeeded at sixteen to all that was possible of her mother's rights and consequence; and being very handsome, and very like himself, her influence had always been great, and they had gone on together most happily. His other two children were of very inferior value. Mary had acquired a little artificial importance by becoming Mrs Charles Musgrove; but Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed her high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister; her word had no weight, her convenience was always to give way — she was only Anne.
 * Ch. 1

 * How quick come the reasons for approving what we like!
 * Ch. 2

 * Here Anne spoke: "The navy, I think, who have done so much for us, have at least an equal claim with any other set of men, for all the comforts and all the privileges which any home can give. Sailors work hard enough for their comforts, we must all allow." "Very true, very true. What Miss Anne says is very true," was Mr. Shepherd's rejoinder, and "Oh! certainly," was his daughter's; but Sir Walter's remark was, soon afterwards: "The profession has its utility, but I should be sorry to see any friend of mine belonging to it." "Indeed!" was the reply, and with a look of surprise. "Yes; it is in two points offensive to me; I have two strong grounds of objection to it. First, as a means of bringing persons of obscure birth into undue distinction, and raising men to honours which their fathers and grandfathers never dreamt of; and secondly, as it cuts up a man's youth and vigour most horribly; a sailor grows old sooner than any other man. I have observed it all my life. A man is in greater danger in the navy of being insulted by the rise of one whose father his father might have disdained to speak to, and of becoming prematurely an object of disgust himself, than in any other line."
 * Ch. 3

 * She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequence of an unnatural beginning.
 * Ch. 4
 * My sore throats, you know, are always worse than anybody's.
 * Ch. 6

 * Anne hoped she had outlived the age of blushing; but the age of emotion she certainly had not.
 * Ch. 6

 * He had, in fact, though now his sisters were doing all they could for him, by calling him "poor Richard," been nothing better than a thick-headed, unfeeling, unprofitable Dick Musgrove, who had never done anything to entitle him to more than the abbreviation of his name, living or dead.
 * Ch. 6

 * Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.
 * Ch. 8

 * His cold politeness, his ceremonious grace, were worse than anything.
 * Ch. 8

 * I hate to hear you talking so like a fine gentleman, and as if women were all fine ladies, instead of rational creatures. We none of us expect to be in smooth water all our days.
 * Ch. 8

 * He could not forgive her, but he could not be unfeeling. Though condemning her for the past, and considering it with high and unjust resentment, though perfectly careless of her, and though becoming attached to another, still he could not see her suffer, without the desire of giving her relief. It was a remainder of former sentiment; it was an impulse of pure, though unacknowledged friendship; it was a proof of his own warm and amiable heart, which she could not contemplate without emotions so compounded of pleasure and pain, that she knew not which prevailed.
 * Ch. 10
 * She thought it was the misfortune of poetry to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.
 * Ch. 11

 * It was evident that the gentleman, (completely a gentleman in manner) admired her exceedingly. Captain Wentworth looked round at her instantly in a way which shewed his noticing of it. He gave her a momentary glance, a glance of brightness, which seemed to say, 'That man is struck with you, and even I, at this moment, see something like Anne Elliot again.'
 * Ch. 12

 * One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.
 * Ch. 13

 * She left it to himself to recollect, that Mrs. Smith was not the only widow in Bath between thirty and forty, with little to live on, and no surname of dignity.
 * Ch. 17

 * Upon Lady Russell's appearance soon afterwards, the whole party was collected, and all that remained was to marshal themselves, and proceed into the Concert Room; and be of all the consequence in their power, draw as many eyes, excite as many whispers, and disturb as many people as they could.
 * Ch. 20

 * A man does not recover from such a devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.
 * Ch. 20
 * Said by Captain Wentworth

 * She had spoken it; but she trembled when it was done, conscious that her words were listened to, and daring not even to try to observe their effect.
 * Ch. 22

 * All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one: you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone!
 * Ch. 23
 * Said by Anne Elliott
 * You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.
 * Ch. 23
 * Written by Captain Wentworth in a letter to Anne Elliott

 * If I was wrong in yielding to persuasion once, remember that it was to persuasion exerted on the side of safety, not of risk. When I yielded, I thought it was to duty; but no duty could be called in aid here. In marrying a man indifferent to me, all risk would have been incurred, and all duty violated.
 * Ch. 23
 * Said by Anne Elliott

 * Anne was tenderness itself, and she had the full worth of it in Captain Wentworth's affection. His profession was all that could ever make her friends wish that tenderness less, the dread of a future war all that could dim her sunshine. She gloried in being a sailor's wife, but she must pay the tax of quick alarm for belonging to that profession which is, if possible, more distinguished in its domestic virtues than in its national importance.
 * Ch. 24

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Hatshepsut

Hatsehpsut (c. 1504 BC – 1458 BC), 18th dynasty Pharaoh; one of the first female heads of state in history.

Djeser-Djeseru inscriptions

 * Inscriptions at Djeser-Djeseru, as quoted in Ancient Records of Egypt: Historical Documents from the Earliest Times to the Persian Conquest (1906) by James Henry Breasted

 * Hear ye, all persons! Ye people as many as ye are! I have done things according to the design of my heart. … I have restored that which was in ruins, I have raised up that which was unfinished since the Asiatics were in the midst of the Northland, and the barbarians were in the midst of them, overthrowing that which was made, while they ruled in ignorance of Re. He did not do according to the divine command until my majesty. When I was firm upon the throne of Re, I was ennobled until the two periods of years...I came as Hor-watit flaming against my enemies.
 * Hor-watit signifies "the only Horus

 * I have commanded that my [ titulary ] abide like the mountains; when the sun shines its rays are bright upon the titulary of my majesty; my Horus is high upon the standard … forever.

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Dick Gephardt

Richard Andrew Gephardt (born January 31, 1941) is an American politician who served as a United States Representative from Missouri from 1977 to 2005. A member of the Democratic Party, he was House Majority Leader from 1989 to 1995 and Minority Leader from 1995 to 2003. He ran unsuccessfully for the Democratic nomination for President of the United States in 1988 and 2004.

Quotes

 * Politics is a substitute for violence.
 * At the 2004 Missouri Democratic Convention

 * This president is a miserable failure on foreign policy and on the economy and he's got to be replaced.
 * In a presidential debate on September 4, 2003

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George Bush

George Bush can refer to two people who have been Presidents of the United States:

 * George W. Bush - George Walker Bush, 43rd President of the United States (2001–2009)
 * George H. W. Bush - George Herbert Walker Bush, 41st President of the United States (1989–1993)

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