Farscape: The Peacekeeper Wars

War and peace. War and peace.
Did you know that
Woody Allen's version

is better than Tolstoy's
because it is funnier?

And absolute power
corrupts absolutely.

Where the hell's my pen?
Where's my pen?

This is what you want.
This is what you want!

No, Aeryn, it is not
what I want!

It's just that fate keeps
blocking all the exits.

And no matter what I do, I just keep circling
closer to the flame.

Then pull back.
This war is not
your responsibility.

You and the baby
are my responsibility.

And how am I supposed to protect
you from the Peacekeepers

and the Scarrans and the Tregans and the
lions and tigers and bears?

With this?
This gun?
No gun is big enough.

We still have Stark
and the Eidelons.

It's not enough.
This is enough.
What's inside my head.

This is ugly,
and it is malignant.

- But it will protect you and the baby...
- Ah, you see?

You don't just protect me.
We protect each other.

Did you feel that?
It kicked.
I can really feel it
alive inside me.

Here, Starky.
I don't remember
him being like this.

Nobody does.
Toad, what's with
the waterworks?

- I miss the baby!
- What baby?

- He had a baby?
- It's kind of a twisted story.

It's the chemical imbalance
in his system

from carrying the child.