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From now on, I'll make the decisions.
Aeryn, that gauntlet is messing with your head.
How do we remove it?
That I know for sure.
Are they forcing you to say that?
Didn't take them long to get into trouble.
Why was he killed?
(grunting)
Perhaps it took quite a few hours for me to recover.
Bleeding freely is the only thing that will help heal the Luxan.
Take us away? They've got Rygel.
Ten thousand.
Ow!
Now, we don't even know what this Tavlek cargo is.
Okay, so you'll die more slowly.
No. Absolutely not.
but not today.
Yes!
I'm just looking for a way home.
I'm so tired.
Crystal... no...
when was the time i starred in the movie red dog? when you were inning the carbon innits.
Look, I don't need a damn sermon.
Then you're the coward.
I'll take you back to your quarters.
(guns fire)
I can dig that.
Right. The camp should be just up ahead.
Pilot: Crichton wants us to scan the area for any signs of the Tavlek shuttle.
What about you?
(sobbing)
This malfunction is Rygel's fault?
D'argo...
Because, uh, he's not really a king.
Help me, help me...
(clears throat)
You're lying.
Jotheb: Rygel, you're welcomed into the Consortium of Trao.
Only because you'll do it wrong.
Why? we don't.
You ever looked at a male before, huh?
He said it was important to impress our visitors.
Khalaan help me, I'd enjoy it,
You're all undermining my command...
Give that to me.
Ah, excuse me, will you?
Ah!
This hangar?
Next in succession to preside over the Consortium of Trao.
Please!
What the hell?
(grunts)