Aeryn Sun: No. I'm going to tell you how it's going to go from now on. *You* are going to stop sniffing this dren...
John Crichton: Shut up!
Aeryn Sun: Don't you tell me to shut up!
John Crichton: [moves away from Aeryn] Pilot. My comms are a bit buggy. Can you test the system please?
Pilot: [over the comms] Yes, Commander. But that will take all comms offline for about 30 microts.
John Crichton: I thought so. That'll be fine.
[moves closer to Aeryn]
John Crichton: Shut up and listen to me. Scorpius is here. Looking for the key to what's inside my head. The neural chip, aurora chair, threatening Earth, none of it works because he does not *understand* me.
Aeryn Sun: Stop using him as an excuse!
John Crichton: Please!
[pause]
John Crichton: You're the key. My achilles. You. If he figures that out. The world and all that's in it is nothing. He will use you and the baby, and I will not be able to stop him.
Aeryn Sun: So you think he's been using the comms? Look at what it's done to you. You're completely paranoid.
Scorpius: [over the comms] Pilot, are we having a problem with the comms?
Pilot: I was just checking them. Some slight irregularities but they appear to be functioning normally.
Aeryn Sun: So it's over.
John Crichton: It's over.
Aeryn Sun: There's nothing more between us.
John Crichton: Nothing.
[they kiss]
