Synopsis: After an accident on Moya, D’Argo starts treating the crew as if they are figures from his past. Simultaneously, Moya takes control out of Pilot’s hands and aggressively attempts to expunge all onboard! To work out exactly what triggered these events, Crichton, Aeryn, Zhaan and Rygel have to keep up the charade as D’Argo’s past acquaintances, and in the process uncover the Luxan’s troubled, phenomenal history. The crew is to discover also that somewhere inside Moya, an amazing change is taking place.
Pilot: The DRDs all have their regular maintenance duties to perform. Despite this I have assigned two to assist you. D’Argo: Two? Out of hundreds. How generous of you. How much longer do you expect this to take?
Aeryn: He’s frozen stiff and he isn’t breathing! John: He was in space for half an hour. There’s no way that he’s still- Zhaan: We must get his respiration started again. (John begins CPR by striking Dâ€™Argoâ€™s chest) John! What are you doing? Aeryn: Stop! Hasn’t he suffered enough?
John:Man I am never going to get used to walking around inside a living ship. Aeryn: You have nothing similar in your culture? John: Well Jonah and the whale. But no, no contemporary parallels. Except for the horse and rider. Aeryn: Rider? The horse is a beast of burden? John: Yeah, not as large as or as sophisticated as Moya here but kinda similar, loyal and intelligent. Aeryn: That you capture and make work for you. John: Yeah, but we love them too. Aeryn: You love what you enslave? John: We don’t enslave them all right? We ride them. Fine we enslave them.
John: NO! Don’t touch it – it’s like super-glue.
John: Sebaceans, for example. Do you have inoculations? I mean, how do you guys deal with all the stuff floating around out here? Aeryn: Well, we’re born and bred on ships. We’re in a totally controlled environment until we’re sent off on our first Peacekeeper assignment. John: Wait a minute. So, you guys just zip around the galaxy, hoping you don’t pick up some STD? Space Transmitted Disease?
Aeryn: But you say that you want to go back to this place, Earth, a place that you tell me has so much disease and suffering? John: Well, you guys don’t have chocolate.
John: Yeah. Look. I know a little while ago, you were floating in deep space in your street clothes. An’ I know you’re going through some stuff because of it, but we’re in deep guano here bro. We need your help.
John: Uh-oh – eyes. Aeryn: Eyes? John: Yeah, like a cave scene in a Yosemite Sam cartoon. DRDs. They’re blocking the passageway. I’ve got to find another route.
Aeryn: What are we going to do about these? They’re vital servicers. We need them operational. John: Well, they are not exactly operational as it is, Aeryn. You missed that Hitchcock picture playing back there a little while ago. A flock of these little guys just tried to kill me.
Zhaan: Pilot there must be other changes to come as the fetus develops. What can we be expecting? John: Yeah. Is there some kind of ‘What To Expect When You’re Expecting A Baby Leviathan’ book? Dr Spock… Mr Spock.