The Sheyangs and D'Argo bitch about salvage rights for awhile and finally D'Argo tells them they can have the stupid ship once his soldiers are back on Moya. One stupid froggy tells the other stupid froggy that D'Argo is bluffing and there aren't any soldiers. They bust out their business to compare size once and for all, and Zhaan whispers lines to D'Argo: "Your quaint cockpit seems to belie any military posts." The froggies call him a jerkface but sign off. Zhaan congratulates him on his entrée into the world of lying for fun and he tells her to stop with the prompting. Pilot tells them that "if we are to believe the Peacekeeper Tech," they only have to carry on this charade for two more hours. "Three conversations without substance are enough. The next one, I believe, will spur an attack." D'Argo's right, of course, but it's still cool: they're fronting weapons, maybe on both sides, but they're both doing it in order to get ahold of technology that is entirely defensive.

John is describing to Gilina a movie which is neither Fight Club nor D.E.B.S., but is in fact Lethal Weapon 3. Could not get away from Mel Gibson back then. (If you don't remember, that's the one where Riggs met Rene Russo, and they fell in love because first of all she's Rene Freakin' Russo, but also they had a shitload in common, like to the point that she was basically the female Riggs. Hmm.) She points out that this is not entertaining, and he shrugs. "Yeah, well, you know, it replaced cock fighting." Gilina gets a spark in her eye and cries out, and John gets all "Hush hush my darling" about it, and she accidentally smacks him in his eye, and oh, how they laugh. Where's Aeryn? John says about how in movies like that, "The guy and the girl always end up surviving. Liking each other." Gilina says that the Sebaceans have stories like that too. "It's a small universe," John murmurs. Where in hell is Aeryn?