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Lucas(when Neko was shot): Quick! Someone get me a car battery and some
jumper-cables!
Neko: Life's no fun unless you try. Take me for instance, I'm always trying
to find my marbles.
Kuroneko: Damn it! My head fell off!
Sim: What? Again?
Kuro: I don't understand it but HEY if it doesn't catch me on fire I'm all
for it!
Page: What ever the hell they put in this stuff, it sure works.
Kitty: Give me twenty bucks, and I'll surgically remove that foot from your
mouth.
Neko: Hard to do if you're not anatomically correct.
Kitty: It's as if we survived a boat crash, only to find ourselves on an
island full of man eating plants.
Kuro: That's it. My circuits just fried.
Neko: I think I may have short circuited something.
Madi: The currency had "for sexual favors" written on it!
Hatch: In accordance with the prophecy.
Hatch: We can't do that!
Kitty: Great, he's insane and he doesn't even want to do it.
Mage: "I seem to have moistened myself."
Mage: (after being slapped) "Great, so now I'm not good enough to be
kicked in the balls!"
Xtra: Hatch, I'm afraid.
Hatch: Don't worry. I'll be beside you 'til the end.(he runs a sword their
chest) Well, my job is done here.
Lucas: Walenczak'? That's not a name, that's a bad Scrabble hand!
Gohan: (about Hatch) He kept staring at me maliciously, and burning all
the contents in the garbage can.
Kitty: He's talking to the wall.
Sim: What, again?
Hatch: Simbunny! (grabs and kisses her.)
Gohan: (walks in) YOU SLUTT!
Sim: Ah hell, not again. (to Hatch) You used to be shy!
Hatch: Times change.
Gohan: Who are you?
Hatch: I'm Simoriah's lover. Who are you?
Gohan: I'm her husband!
Hatch: Ah, damn it. Now I'm going to have to kill you.
Me: When we last left the unstable trio, Simoriah had just killed Shinigami
and single handedly saved Lucas and Kitty from perilous doom…well almost
perilous…ok! ok! so they were just lost in the palace courtyard…but
it could have been perilous! There were rocks and stuff.
Lucas: Kitty, we've been through this before. Insane people don't question
their sanity.
Sim: What do I look like? A secretary? And anyway the last time I checked
this was my capsule corp. Now it was only a harmless joke, and I for one
thought it was pretty damn funny. So sit down! Quit whining! and shut up!
Kitty: It looks like a pen.
Lucas: To the untrained eye, yes.
Kitty: All right, so what does the trained eye see?"
Lucas: Ah ha, the trained eye sees it's potential.
Kitty: And that would be?
Lucas: I'm getting there. Now where was I?
Hatch: You just push this in.
Lucas: Right. Right. You just push this in and… (does so revealing
a pen)
Kitty: It's a pen.
Lucas: Write with it.
Kitty: Why? Is it gonna explode or something?
Lucas: No. I hope not, anyway.
Kitty: Ensign, you show me.
Hatch: Fine. (snatches the pen and writes the letter B on a napkin, it vanishes.
Lucas: Tadah!
Kitty: Disappearing ink.
Lucas: Yeah! Isn't it cool!
Kitty: You spent weeks with my ensign to make disappearing ink.
Lucas: Well, yeah.
Kitty: Do you realize we're in the middle of a power struggle? Do you even
care who takes on the Endurance after it's over? With the snap of a finger
this ship can go all out military instead of exploration. Is that what you
want?
Lucas: No.
Kitty: Then I suggest, Professor, that you do something a little more constructive
with your time than BUILDING INVISIBLE INK PENS!
Lucas: Uh, yes, sir.
Kitty: Ensign!
Hatch: Yes sir!
Kitty: I want you to do a diagnostics on the ships oxygen generator. I think
it's sprung a leak. Because I know that neither of you would have spent
so much valuable time on, on this if it hadn't. (leaves)
Hatch: Well I like it.
Sim: Well are you busy? Can I join you?
Flux: Yes.
Sim: Yes to what?
Flux: Well are you busy? Can I join you? Yes.
Sim: Whatever.
Caress: Caress. And you?
Sim: Ot…Simoriah.
Caress: Otsimoriah. I'm pleased to meet you.
Sim: Uh, just Simoriah."
Caress: Justsimoriah then. How numerous names you have.
Sim: Yeah. Right. I'll leave you two alone then.
Kitty: Physically I'm fine. Mentally I'm stuck on the freeway in a traffic
jam, during a volcanic eruption, living off one gummi-bear and two minutes
sleep in the past month, with three flat tires and a gas tank that is way
past empty.
Sim: If you like I can always apologize like the Yukuza, by cutting off
the pinky finger on my left hand.
Kitty: (to Hatch) So how is it effecting us?
Jessi (Kitty's hallucination): Neko!
Kitty: (to Jessi) Not now!
Hatch" Sir?
Kitty: Nothing. Just answer my question.
Jessi: Neko? What are you doing?
Kitty: Can't you just leave me alone!
Hatch: Captain?
Kitty: Not you ensign. Continue.
Jessi: But Neko?
Kitty: Will you shut up? (to Hatch) As you were saying.
Hatch: I'm lost, captain.
Kitty: Yeah were all lost, resolve my inquiry.
Hatch: No, I mean your confusing me. Which one do you want me to answer?
Kitty: What do you mean which one? I only asked you one question.
Hatch: No you asked me three.
Kitty: Then answer the one about the star.
Hatch: Oh, why didn't you ask that one in the first place?
Lex: You've never seen hatred. I can show you hate so potent it can make
your head spin, and while it's spinning everyone around you is going insane…or
is that you? I know hatred so putrid, that a person would brutally murder
its target and laugh when it was finished. Ecstatic to have the evil that
inflicted their soul, their very being, for so long to be gone. So now they
can live in freedom. That is hatred, and I have captured it, patented it,
and stuck it in a little pill.
Sim: Is he dead? Can we eat him?
Kitty: No!
Hatch: He's not dead. He's still purring.
Sim: If he dies of some unexpected accident can we eat him?
Kitty: NO!
Sim: Why don't you just take out the floaty ball thingy and put it in the
round what-chya-ma-call-it over there?
Hatch: (looming over an engine) How long have you been standing there?
Sim: Long enough to know you could construct an atom bomb with a rubber
band and a couple of cocoanuts.
Hatch: Well it would be going a lot smoother if Dad were here.
Sim: Who? Lucas?
Hatch: Yeah, the professor.
Sim: You called him dad.
Hatch: Did I?
Sim: Yes.
Hatch: Hunger must be getting to me.
Sim: I think it's sweet.
Hatch: What?
Sim: That you called him dad.
Hatch: I guess so.
Sim: Why don't you ever call him that to his face?
Hatch: I dunno. I never had a dad before. Guess I'm just not used to saying
it.
Sim: You did a few minutes ago.
Hatch: So I did.
Lucas: Hey.
Kitty: Lucas! Where have you been!
Lucas: I went for my migraine medication and got lost.
Kitty: Why didn't you tell anybody?
Lucas: I wasn't planning on getting lost!
Sim: Lucas and Kitty are back.
Hatch: How can you tell?
Sim: I can here them yelling.
Kitty: Well hells, if you're going to kill me at least make it look like
a suicide. Here I'll show you.
Lucas: Ya know, leave it to Kitty to back mouth the one with the gun.
Kitty: They let the husband be there when the woman gives birth, why can't
the wife be there when the man has a nervous break down?
Kitty: Life is one big roller-coaster ride. It has ups and downs. The ups
are the smooth parts, but they can only go up so far. The farther up they
go, the farther down you have to fall.
Kitty: (referring to the knife she was just stabbed with) Great, now he'll
never get that thing clean.
Hatch: I don't get it, Mom. He almost killed you. How can you not be mad
at him?
Kitty: I don't know, Hatch. Love just works like that.
Hatch: So when do you think you can come back on duty?
Kitty: That's just it. Officially I still am.
Hatch: You didn't let Sim report?
Kitty: No.
Hatch: Why not…wait I know love right?
Kitty: No. If I did we'd have to throw him off. Then who would we pick on,
on those long pod trips?
Kitty: Didn't you check any background at all?
Lucas: That's hard to do for someone who up until a year ago never existed
on record.
Kitty: (drugged) Y'know. You two make such a cute couple. You should really
get together sometime.
Lucas: I'm married.
Kitty: Then I'll bet your wife is just as jealous as she can be.
Lucas: You're my wife.
Kitty: I am? Well then don't worry. I'm not jealous. You two go on ahead
and get together, and I'm just gonna take a nap now.
Kitty: (thinks she is someone from her past life) Ok, so let me get this
straight. I'm a captain? So when did I get promoted?
Sim: You didn't. Kitty did. You're not you, Reiki. Your Kitty just acting
like Reiki.
Kitty: Fatisha, you're confusing me.
Sim: My name's not Fatisha anymore. It's Simoriah.
Kitty: Oh I get it now. If I'm Kitty playing Reiki, then you must be Fatisha
playing Simoriah…or would it be Fatisha playing, Simoriah playing Fatisha…oh
now I'm all confused again!
Lucas: (suddenly at doorway) You're telling me.
Sim: Ok good at least now you look the part. Lets see if you can act it.
A terrorist is threatening to destroy a nearby planet, unless we negotiate
terms of trade with him. What do you do?
Reiki: Blow the crap outta 'em
Sim: Wrong! Kitty would never do that unless she went insane. Besides, the
Endurance doesn't have any offensive weapons.
Reiki: What? Well that kindly sucks don't it.
Sim: Another thing is you're accent. You have to talk like her. She hardly
ever uses slang, and if the swears it's in another language. She uses very
proper English on the bridge. She stands straight, shoulder back, and articulates
her words clearly when she gives a command.
Reiki: Whoa! Wait a minute! This is gettin' too much.
Sim: But if you can't act like her how do you expect to pull this off?"
Reiki: Did it occur to you I don't wanna pull this off? Kitty ain't with
us any more . The heboisha told us that. It's Reiki now. Reiki.
Sim: I know that, but there are too many citizens and crew members who look
to her. She has a way of making everyone feel safe.
Reiki: I don't give a flying fakku what the crew thinks. I'm not gonna be
anyone but Reiki for nobody! I like me! And this Kitty chick ain't me!
Sim: Reiki you've got to understand…
Reiki: Understand? I'll understand you right here and now! C'mon! (balls
up her fists)
Sim: I'm not going to fight you.
Reiki: What? Why not? Wait, don't answer that. I know why. 'Cause you're
soft. You've gotten soft. (Sim punches her) All right! Let's go! Just you
and me!
Sim: No. I already regret doing it the first time.
Reiki: Why not? Fatisha would.
Sim: I'm not Fatisha any more.
Reiki: Yeah, and I ain't Kitty.
Lucas: I think I left my stomach back there.
Kitty: So what do we have?
Sim: One water capsule and one, two, three, four sake capsules.
Kitty: Sake? I don't remember Sake being on the menu before.
Sim: I've been saving them for a special occasion. Like Lucas' funeral.
Lucas: Funny.
Kitty: All right. We'll save the water capsule encase one of us gets hurt.
We can drink the Sake.
Lucas: Wait a minute! What about me?
Sim: What about you?
Lucas: I can't drink remember.
Kitty: Well your just gonna have to drink it anyway. Just enough to survive
not get drunk.
Lucas: What's the difference?
Lucas: And then the fish goes moo!
Me: Will the Hepachi savage brutally murder our heroes? Will Simoriah and
Lucas ever wake up? Will Kitty and Macie manage to escape their bonds to
defend themselves in under five seconds? It's been done before.
Me: She stared ahead for a minute. Reality had hit her like a psychopath.
Ripping out her heart then having the gal to do a Mexican tape dance on
it.
Kitty: Ha! The stars are cursed. People like me are cursed. We have to wander
them for the rest of our lives. You. You can stay in one place all your
life but we…we have to see a different sky every night. Nothing familiar.
Nothing home. Nothing…
Lucas: (after major lack of sleep) Oh yeah! Well at least I don't go inane
every time I get a hangnail.
Kitty: (ditto) Insane! You wanna see me go insane! Cause I'll do it! Just
for you!
Lucas: How do I know you're not just saying that?
Kitty: Well how do I know if you don't know?!
Lucas: Well how do I know if you're really my wife?!
Kitty: Well how do I know we're really having this conversation?!
Lucas: Well how do I know…damn! I lost it!"
Kitty: Hey! Don't swear in front of our younger readers!
Lucas: What younger readers?! Have you been sneaking caffeine?!
Kitty: No! I've never been so clear! We're just words on a page, being controlled
by some omnipotent being. Only to find out this omnipotent being has its
own omnipotent beings! So it's not really omnipotent after all!
Hatch: (suddenly there) Damn, mom, that's deep.
Paramedic: Mam, please, we can't allow you inside.
Kitty: Why the hell not?!
Paramedic: You're family.
Kitty: I'm not family! I hate the bastard! Let me in!
Sim: What good is it being all powerful if there isn't SOMEBODY out
there who despises you with every fiber of their being?
Neko: When I signed up I don't remember giving you permission to screw with me. What have your men done?
Some Bad Guy: You shouldn't be asking the questions. I have the upper hand. (gestures to gun)
Neko: For now. Watch your back.
SBG: Is that a threat?
Neko: Should it be?
SBG: (nervous) I know how to kill you.
Neko: Are you threatening me now? You're the one with the gun. (does something cool and shoots him in the head)
Neko: Guess I shoulda told you to watch you're front too.
Lucas: Why are you wet?
Neko: I took a shower.
Lucas: Shower?
Neko: Old human habit. So why not let me dry off and you can crack me open.
Lucas: You know for an andriod you have some sense of humor.
Neko: (watching Lucas working on her) It's like watching local surgery.
Lucas: Look at this mess.
Neko: I had to learn to fix myself after a while.
Lucas: Did you even read youre own instruction manuel?
Neko: So what are you doin to me?
Lucas: Reconfiguring you're SCNS drive.
Neko: You know you'de think those guys would have added tech to the thousands of langueges they have uploaded into my brain.
Lucas: I'm giving you a tune-up.
Neko: (picks up bottle) Guaranteed to last 30 days or up to 300,00 miles. Well isn't that nifty.
Lucas: Don't tell me you're afraid of evaporting. Geez, why didn't you say something ealier? I would have fixed it.
Neko: Fix? You don't fix fear Lucas. You get over it.
Lucas: Machines don't know fear, Neko. Therefore it's a glitch in the system and needs to be adjusted.
Neko: I am more than a machine, Lucas. I have a soul.
Lucas: You don't have a soul. You are merely a sophisticated robot programmed to seem alive.
Neko: Is that what you believe?
Lucas: Yes.
Kuro: Kuroneko at your service.
Kuro: Time does fly when you're on the rampage.
Mage: Oh yeah, well you snore.
Page: Not as loud as you sing "Natural Woman" in the shower!
Mage: Dear God, forget the breathmint, chug a bottle of Scope.
Mage: Kuro's gonna kill you when he gets back from the store.
Page: Well he's gonna keel you too!
Mage: I'm not the one who drank a quart of Jack Daniels with Pepsi.
Page: Well you din't stop me tho didja? 'Sides you had that Zipa, Zifa...
Mage: Zima. What ever happened to 'You've got to do something totally idiotic or your not a pure bred teenager.' crap?
Page: Yer not s'posed ta git caught!
Mage: Are you insane?
Page: Only according to 28 doctors, five nurses, and Mr. Hans my invisible friend/lover.
Mage: So I suppose she was so freaking excited she ripped her own clothes and hit herself?
Mage: You're going to rape her aren't you. Go ahead, but let me just do one thing first. (slaps Page)That was for screwing uncle Joe. (slaps Page) That's for screwing dad. (slaps Page) That's for screwing grandpa. (turns around a punches the guy trying to rape Page) And that's for trying to screw my stupid bitch of a sister.
Mage: Jesus Christ.
Page: HEY! Don't F*CKING SWEAR!
Mage: I'm not, I'm praying for your sanity.
Kuro: (on a world where everyone acts the opposite of what they normally do) Mage for the duration of this trip you are to sit down, shut-up, and mind your @#*$%~! manners. That means no swearing, and no throwing various objects-including your sister-out, off, or into anything. Page you are not to cry, croon, or treat your brother with any respect. Now I do not want to be disturbed from my screen-saver for any reason, unless it's time to slide, you are beating the holy @#*% out of your brother, or you said something to yourself to provoke your sister to do it. If I am bothered you will both be killed in the most gruesome way I deem possible. Is that clear? And if you say crystal I'll kick your asses now!
Page: MAGE! Are you done yet?!
Mage: No. Why don't you come and help me, you're better at reading Greek than I am.
Page: Because the last time I helped you, you treated me like a slave!
Mage: I asked you to get me a cup of water.
Page: Exactly.
Mage: Kuro's toe was on fire.
Page: And why couldn't you get it?
Mage: I was busy putting myself out.
Page: All the more reason you should go get your own water.
Mage: You started it. You know what? Never mind. I think we'd all be safer if you stayed away from the equipment.
Page: What?! Why?! What's wrong with me helping? Why can't I help?!