“That relationship does not exist.”
ouch
Oh her!
lb
Jool!!!
I wonder if she screams like that during…ya know…
Time check?
Protip: Don’t starburst when you have a penis piercing in your ship.
17:00
lucas breath
17:00 now!
Neeylala’s race ship and equipment design is interesting.
Way to turn on the charm there, Stark.
“We’re going to put her in the soil.”
Must shift brain from Caprica-speak
So what’s with the wind?
That’s a good thing for plants. It’s still death for the rest of us.
“You are very pretty.” creepy leer
That doesn’t work? That explains much.
Chiana called Jool, Hair-do.
giggle
“Crichton needed a brain…”
“…storm!” 
Who knows? Could be a typical death for those folks.
“I won’t be spoken to like that by some alley whore.”
“How could she know that about you?”
I love how Crichton’s rinky dinky ship can traverse wormholes so easily.
External wind that moves things in the room? How would that be typical?
Rygel: “Wormhole. Normal Space. Wormhole.”
Look kids. Big Ben. Parliament.