Episode Report Card Sobell: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT "Can I Get A 'Hell, Yeah'?"
By Sobell | Season 3 | Episode 1 | Aired on 03.15.2001
Scorpius is like, "Okay! On to phase two!" He gives Sergeant Major Good-looking a name -- Offier Kobrin -- and there's some back and forth about needing to get to the carrier without getting blown to pieces by a sulky adolescent Leviathan. Kobrin confidently assures Scorpius he can do it because he's got mad pilot skillz -- "My last rating was nine-nine-one, sir. Highest active pilot ranking."
Stark had found Zhaan; she had evidently meditated her way to inner peace by parking herself in front of Aeryn's coffin. And how fortunate for all of us that she did -- Aeryn's only mostly dead. Stark points out that he can't hear Aeryn's voice, and "If her soul's not fled entirely, it's much too far to be reached. Even the attempt would be dangerous." Zhaan steels herself, agrees insincerely, "Yes, you're probably right," then rears back and clocks him.
Cut to the creepy, creepy Scarran running around. I tell you, he's what Velociraptor would have evolved into, given enough millennia.
Back in the operating theatre, Crichton's testing his ability to enunciate; he quietly recites, "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers" while D'Argo tries to raise the rest of Team Moya via his comlink. We then hear D'Argo's tinny inquiry as Zhaan drags Stark's unconscious body. It is wrong, wrong, wrong of me to enjoy that whole knocking-him-out thing, isn't it?
Crichton shrugs on his jacket and they get ready to go...right as the Scarran gets ready to knock. D'Argo proves he's the daddy by not missing a beat: he whirls into action and gets a few hits in until Crichton shrieks, "D'Argo!" in a tone that adds, "You idiot! You can't box a seven-foot lizard into submission!" They slame the doors shut, and Crichton asks, "Where the hell did that come from?" D'Argo replies, "We have no weapons, so I suggest a tactical retreat." The two of them quickly suss out the other exit, and Crichton is like, "I cannot believe you didn't bring any weapons." D'Argo says he brought down his Qualta blade, but it's still sealed. Crichton snits, "How am I supposed to know that?"
They find a hatch, and D'Argo wheels back, explaining to Crichton, "I hate the cold." Crichton checks out the doors the Scarran is currently trying to melt, and decrees, "Freeze or fry." They head out, seconds ahead of the Scarran.
Braca delightedly reports that the Scarran's gone after Crichton and D'Argo, but Scorpius just isn't happy, dammit. "Two of the others are currently blocking our path to the surface. If they see us and notify Crais..." Ever the people pleaser, Braca proposes sending two commandos from the marauder -- at the right, tricky angle, they could take out the obstacles. Scorpius turns to look at Kobrin, who looks back all, "Nine-nine-one, Scorpy."