Continuity: After Blake is thrown into prison with the others and Vila removes his cuffs, the explosive collar is seen open and dangling from his neck.
Revealing Mistake: When the Liberator moves to engage the nearby ship, stars are visible through its hull.
Equipment Visible: When Jenna tells Gan to continue trying to contact the spacecraft, the camera moves left. As it does, the shadow of the boom mic moves over the consoles of the Liberator.
Equipment Visible: When Sarkoff holds up his butterfly collection to admire it, a studio light is neatly reflected in the side.
(Vila is trying to remove Blake's explosive neckband) Vila: Look, there are two ways to set this thing off. One is that control box they all carry. Avon: Microwave transmitter. Just point it in the direction of the neckband and press the button. Vila: The other way is to force the lock-- Blake: You're not going to force it, are you? Vila: --and if I get it wrong, bang! No head. Blake: I trust you. Vila: And if it blows up and I'm right behind you-- Blake: That's why I trust you.
Vila: Avon! Avon! Avon! Answer me! Avon! It's not Gan! Avon? Jenna? Now don't let's be silly. Answer me, one of you! I shall come out in a rash. Zen, has something happened to them? Zen: Data is not available. Vila: I don't want data, I want to know what's happening. Zen: It will be necessary for you to make a personal investigation. Vila: Oh, you're a big help. Personal investigation! (he grabs a weapon) Personal investigation! The next time Avon wants to make a personal investigation on how you work, I shall make a personal point of handing him the instruments, personally.
Tyce: You'd sell your grandmother, wouldn't you? Tarvin: I did. She was going to sell me, I got in first.
Gan: Let me go across and get it. If it is a trap I'll warn you. Then Vila can open fire. Vila: With you on board? Gan: If necessary. Vila: You feeling all right? Gan: Fine. Avon: You would give the instruction for your own death? You expect us to believe that? Gan: Yes. I expect you to believe that.
Tyce: And he's a social climber. Probably works your name into every conversation - "My friend, ex-President Sarkoff." Sarkoff: Tyce, that is a most ill-mannered remark. Tyce: It's the truth. Sarkoff: Civilization has always depended on courtesy rather than truth.
Vila: I don't like the look of that. Gan: Not again, Vila. Vila: I'm entitled to my opinion. Avon: It is your assumption that we are entitled to it as well that is irritating. Jenna: What do you think? Avon: As a matter of fact, I don't like the look of it either. Vila: He agrees with me! Avon: The flight path is too erratic. Vila: Makes it all seem worthwhile, somehow. Avon: It looks deliberate to me. Jenna: It could be an injured pilot. Avon: It could be a trap. Gan: It's not a very good one, then. We're suspicious of it already. Avon: The test is not whether you are suspicious, but whether you are caught.
Sarkoff: Beautiful, aren't they? Earth insects of the order Lepidoptera. Blake: Butterflies. Sarkoff: Ah, so you're an historian, are you?
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