Another day, another planet where we get captured.  What did we do this time, Ford?


The villagers said something about how your hair looks too good to be natural.  They think you stole it from their god.


I warned you not to use a lot of hair gel today.


If you think I'm going out without my hair styled, you're crazy.


Your pride is not very becoming, John.


If you wore a hat like me, we wouldn't be in this mess.


You did not just suggest that.


I am telling you, it is not the hair of gods!  It takes him forty minutes to get his hair to look like that.


Is this true?
(sighs): Yes.


Aiden, the next time we go off world, hide the major's hair products.  After a dozen times of this occurring, I would have thought he would stop, but I now see mr error in judgment.


With pleasure, Ma'am.