- John Crichton: Flying through wormholes ain't like dusting crops, farmboy. It takes a little finesse.
- Captain Biallar Crais: Scorpius. I am just making my final goodbyes.
- Scorpius: Where are you, Crais?
- Captain Biallar Crais: I am standing in your heart, and I am about to squeeze.
- Captain Bialar Crais: All that I have cared for have gone: my parents were taken away from me, my brother dead - so now I live, I plan, I do all in the service of my own interests. In that I believe I am not unique in the universe.