Farscape: The Peacekeeper Wars

I've been talking to many
of them.

Stark our ambassador?
No wonder they're avoiding us.

What's their problem then?
- Fear. Abject fear.
- Of what?

Their fear extends to the point
of not talking about their fear.

Perfect. Let's not exacerbated
it by staying any longer.

D'Argo, beyond that concealment
canopy is Armageddon.

Do we really wanna
fly into that right now?

I'll ask 'em if we can stay.
They're not gonna like it.

So what should we do
in the meantime?

We get married.
You will make a beautiful bride.
I will see to it.

- Emperor Staleek.
- What is it?

We have received
a deep-space comm cipher.

- We receive tens of thousands...
- This is from a most unexpected source.

With a most
unexpected message.

It is about John Crichton.
The sender knows the Human's
current location.

An out-of-the-way water planet.
No defenses to speak of.

- Do the Peacekeepers have him?
- Not yet.

Your source, is it reliable?
At the moment,

Have a course plotted.
We will send
a full battle contingent.

A full contingent
for one man?

Not for the man.
For the knowledge
he possesses.

It's very generous
of you to do this for us.

It is the first time I have presided
over the union of soldiers.

We're not soldiers.
In fact, he's the only one
carrying a gun.

Either way, your petition to remain
among us is being denied.

On conclusion of your sermon,
you will all leave.

If you don't mind my asking,
who are you hiding from?

Aeryn's coming!
The bride! The bride!

Come on!
- Okay, are you relaxed?
- I am relaxed.