Rygel fights Pilot on how there's somebody alive: "She can't be from the original..." Oh, man. Pilot prisses at him that (a) he doesn't know about any of that and (b) Rygel can bloody well go investigate the situation himself if he's going to get uppity. I don't know if he knows about Rygel's freakout, but I think he does, and that makes it even meaner and funnier. Rygel grumbles about the fuck he will, and Zhaan approaches him, and touches his shoulder, and asks how long they've known each other. "Long enough for me to see your blue backside meditating. But not long enough for you to touch me." His dignity comes and goes at the oddest times. I could kiss him right now. "Confront your demons, Rygel. Or they will chase you from the shadows to the pyre." One more week, Blue. Get it all out now, while I still love you.
Gilina explains that Crais didn't have time for any ghost ship bullshit when he had bizarre revenge/sex stuff to do to our innocent friends, so he ordered her unit aboard the Zelbinion for a tech survey and left them there. Then he ran off across the Uncharted Territories with his stupid ponytail swinging, all in a hurry, and then...failed to find Moya or do anything interesting or important. You know, it occurs to me that I've never recapped old Bipolar, have I? Oohhh, his stupid ass is getting a facefull of buckshot next week too.
(Zhaan, Bipolar and Maldis, for fuck's sake. So why's it one of my favorites? I get to bitch at length, that's why. And also because it's really, really good.)
Crichton offers Gilina some food and inquires after the rest of the survey team. Two days after they got there, some ship showed up and blew hell out of their Marauder with a strange weapon, stranding them. Then I guess they came onboard and killed everybody. (Gilina just swung from dirty and angular to fucking gorgeous, by the way. I should mention that. She looks like if Naomi Watts had the blonde hair back when she did Tank Girl.) D'Argo comes in explaining it was the Sheyang (HATE. They look like Sir John Tenniel's frog footman, crossed with a dog's anus, and they shoot fire out of their stupid anus faces.) John's like, "They did all this?" And instead of saying, "No, you douchebag, they didn't simultaneously attack this ship just the other day and a hundred years ago," D'Argo just characterizes them as "nothing more than opportunistic foragers." For he is a far, far better man than I.