Small fix & Resync: Xenzai[NEF]
Leave me alone!
Previously on Farscape...
You are not going to die...
The only treatment is a tissue graft from a genetically compatible donor...
Gilina...
If a warrior cannot die in battle, she can at least die alone.
One dose, some bedrest...
This may help stabilise you until Crichton returns with a cure...
I am Scorpius...
What the hell was that?
A memory...
Our spy...
has an interest in wormhole technology...
and you can have Crichton... when I have finished with him.
We've got to get you out of there.
Get the sample back to Moya.
Does Aeryn mean that much to him?
Crichton is in love with you.
Crichton succeeded.
Where is he? I want to see him.
My side, your side! My side, your side!
Danger, Will Robinson...
Beware the chair...
Why the yotz are we still here? The Prowler's on board, isn't it?
We should Starburst away from here before Crais finds out where we are.
We can't... starburst is not available...
nor is propulsion...
We will be fortunate just to maintain orbit.
But Pilot, I thought Moya was prepared for one more Starburst?
She was, but no longer.
She has gone into what appears to be full labour.
She chooses now to go into labour? It's a little inconvenient.
She has little choice and she is very frightened.
Pilot, that's a natural reaction during the birthing cycle.
Moya tells me that this is not a natural birthing cycle...
She's now certain that... there's wrong with her child
It is not a normal Leviathan.
How are you feeling?
- Better. - Lie back down...
it may be some time before your strength returns completely.
I hear I have you to thank for my life.
Yeah! ..Oh, and the other one.
- What other one? - Gilina.
- Don't you remember her? - We met on the Zelbinion.
- Where's Crichton? - You should rest now, Aeryn.
- Where is he? - Crichton's still on the Gammak base...
He's been captured by the Peacekeepers.
They're probing his mind using something called an Aurora Chair.
Why didn't anyone tell me? Why haven't you gone after him?
There are hundreds of Peacekeepers down there.
I could not infiltrate that base without being detected.
I can.
- Don't try to stop me, D'Argo. - I won't.
I'm strong enough to go alone.
No, you're not... I'm coming with you.
If you can be an idiot, I can be an idiot.
A warrior may be of some use to me down there
but Zhaan, why don't you stay here?
John might need me, if he gets damaged by the Chair, I can help him.
I'm hoping Crichton will be strong enough to fight the Chair.
- Flight recorder getting all this? - What do you call this?
Slingshot! Holy mother, it's a wormhole!
There's no use resisting, Crichton!
The chair will rip the memories from you, even if you fight it!
I am not...resisting.
The chair says he is holding something back.
Then increase the extraction!
Show us what you're blocking!
I'm not...blocking.
Come on, baby.
About wormholes.
- What are you doing there? - Don't talk to me! Stay!
You stay where you are!
Don't talk to me!
No talking to me!
I do my talking in the Chair.
Do you like the chair?
Love the Chair. Love the Chair. Love the Chair.
Are you spying on me, Stark?
Scorpy, sent you in here to spy on me?
No, I'm no spy for Scorpy.
- What you got there? - Nothing. Nothing.
What is it?
Stop! If you don't stop, I'm going to have to kill you.
Give it a couple of days...
Scorpy and Peacekeeper Barbie'll do it for you.
You're not crazy.
- Are you, Stark? - No...
but if they think I am,
they don't bother me so much.
So whatch a hiding there?
My baby.
It's a magnetic crypt encoder.
I made it from scraps of metal I've been collecting for two cycles.
What's it do?
If I get the sequence right, it can unlock the door.
but I can only try one sequence at a time.
You're going to be here forever,
if you're waiting for that thing to get you out.
At least I'm trying something.
Trash!
You'll tell them about my baby?
No...
No, I've kept things from them this far.
I can keep this.
Everyone can block thoughts for a while, Crichton,
but eventually... you'll tell the Chair.
I'm the only one who can block thoughts forever.
How many times have you been in it?
Over 100 sessions.
Well, what is it?
What's so important that you can keep it from the chair?
What do you know?
Nothin'...
I'm tellin' 'em the truth.
What I'm blocking, has nothing to do with
the wormholes!
- Are you alright? - I'm fine.
Any sign they've spotted us, D'Argo?
Nothing's tracking.
- The scanning blind seems to be holding - Let's hope so.
- What about when we land? - There won't be any sensors up top
They would give away that there's a Gammak base underground.
John!
- Who's there? - John...John?
- Where's that voice coming from? - Shut up!
Don't say a word.
- Gilina? - John.
Keep your back to the camera.
- They can see but they can't hear you. - I remember, I remember.
Did you get that paraphoral tissue to Aeryn?
Chiana got it off the base, but I don't know if she made it back to Moya in time.
Who is there, who're you talking to?
It's a friend, she can help get us out of here.
Now we both have a secret to keep.
Gilina, I need, some help.
I need you to get 'em off my back for a while.
I'll think of something.
John, don't worry.
I've gotta go now, I can't stay tapped in for long.
Thanks.
Moya's data stores indicate
it may be best to get, the offspring out as fast as possible.
- How the yotz can we do that? - It says we can try blasting the trannix,
with coolant from Moya's thermal chamber.
Then do it! I want this thing over with, I want to be, still.
Rygel! You've got to stay calm during the birth.
I am calm, I... I've conceived hundreds of progeny.
- Those are only the official ones with my wives. - Then, you should know something about this.
- You should be able to help us. - I was never present at the birth.
- Not one? - Well of course not!
I think this is a trifle different, don't you? ...My progeny were tiny.
Tiny and handsome, like their father.
Okay, I'm patched in here... Try it again!
Hurry up! ..
Scorpius wants maximum power now.
We just have to reroute the annex cable, we're onto it.
- Alex, you need some help? - Hi Gilina.
Yeah, you're not wrong.
If you put the double cabling online, I can finish patching in.
Sure, alright then... You know all this better than me.
Thanks.
Status report! We're back online?
Checking power levels now, just a few microts.
Good.
- Are we ready? - All levels are go.
Calibration complete?
The Chair is ready, Scorpius.
Good.
Follow us.
John!
Gilina...
I can't talk right now. Looks like we got company.
John, when you get into the chair, just remember one thing.
- What? - Remember when we kissed on the Zelbinion?
- No, no, that's the thing I'm blocking. - Trust me.
- I do trust you. - Then remember the kiss.
- Scorpy... - Get back inside Stark!
- Get inside! - Scorpy...
Scorpy, let me get into the Chair!
- Have you finished? - Yes.
You see, Crichton...
this is what I'm trying to keep you from.
Yeah, Scorpy, you're all heart.
You show me everything that's in your brain...and I won't torture you anymore.
-I've shown you everything. -The Chair indicates you're holding something.
Chair's wrong.
What won't you tell me?
I already know everything else. I know you're living on a stolen Leviathan
with escaped prisoners, and I know that Leviathan is pregnant.
You know who the Daddy is?
Why are you doing this to yourself?
What is so important...
that you're willing to go through all of this?
I'm not blocking anything.
Bring him.
I'm going to enjoy ripping the truth out of you, Crichton.
Commander Crichton...
it's good to see you're enjoying your stay with us.
Crais, don't you ever knock?
Stop!
What is that?
My question as well, Captain.
- What do you want? - I'm here to thank you.
Yeah? ...For what?
I've never been one of the elite... Did you know that?
My parents were common farmers...
I was shanghaied from their commune as a young boy.
I rose through Peacekeeper ranks on my wits, and my hatred,
but still, some doors were always closed to me.
Thanks for the family tree, Crais, but frankly, I don't give a damn.
With this wormhole information you've given me,
I now have the power to rise where I should be.
You don't actually believe any of that, do you? ...Come on, he made it all up!
You can't make things up for the chair, Captain.
You know that.
What is that?
I don't know.
I know it looks like an episode of Melrose Place.
-What do you mean, you don't know what it is? -I don't know.
Damn! What is it?
Is that it, Crais?
- Is the game up? - What?
Crais...first found out about wormholes when I came through.
I gave him the information disk in exchange for my life.
It's a lie!
No, it's not a lie.
He's lying! Damn you, Crichton!
Tell him the truth!
So, nothing of what we saw was true?
- No. - Were you born on a farming commune?
- Yes. - Were you conscripted by the Peacekeepers?
- Yes, but... - How does Crichton know this?
- Well, he must have stolen it from a database. - While he was in security 3 containment?
Look, I don't know how he did it, but what you saw on there is not true.
Of course it's not.
There's only one way to be sure it is a lie.
How?
For you to go in the chair.
- Me? - Yes.
No captain, has ever been subjected to such an indignity.
There's always a first for everything.
Get Crichton back to his cell.
You overstep yourself, Scorpius.
You haven't got the numbers to put me in the Chair.
Don't I?
I commend your loyalty...
It must be difficult to maintain for an officer like Crais...
an officer on the edge, and out of control.
Talk to me, Scorpius, not to them!
I have unconditional authority on a Gammak base.
Captain Crais, will go to the Chair.
To stop that, you will have to kill me...
and all my men. Are you prepared to do that?
Do not listen to him, that is an order!
Do what you know if it's the right thing.
Put Crais in the Chair.
That's the last of the gear from the transport pod.
What are you doing with those explosives?
I'm upgrading these primitive things.
I've found an access shaft, I should be able to get down to the base and look for Crichton.
- Are you strong enough? - I'd better be.
Stop.
I don't know how she did it...
but she did it.
Rest, Crichton.
No, no, we've got to do something.
I gotta get that door open.
What is that? What did you just show me?
I'm able to give a few thoughts, that's all.
Rest, my friend.
- How long have you been here? - Two cycles.
Peacekeepers killed most of my people,
but they kept me alive because I interest them.
I'm able to hide thoughts that their chair can't touch.
It's almost ironic. What made me a slave now keeps me alive.
What made you a slave?
This...
I'm of the Bannak slave race.
Outsiders think that we do not feel...
but it is only that our feelings don't always show.
Just as this, can hide our feelings,
we are also able to cloud thoughts from our minds.
What I know deep inside...
Peacekeepers will never see.
- End this now! - I did everything I could to avoid it...
The recruiter is here to pick you up...
- I'm counting on you to protect him... - Do you understand?
Who is that?
That's...my...father.
Turn it off!
Don't you like your past, Crais?
Turn it off!
Can't you get to what he knows about wormholes?
No, he's fighting it.
I don't know anything!
Sir.
Is there civilians inside this cell?
No.
Aeryn?
Chiana told me what you did for me...thank you.
What are you doing here? Paraphoral tissue takes at least ten solar days...
I don't have ten days, I need to know where Crichton is.
They have him on level nine containment.
There is no way of reaching him without a direct order from Scorpius.
John is blocking a memory from them.
Scorpius thinks it has something to do with his precious wormholes, but it doesn't.
What does it have to do with?
Me...he's protecting me...
but as soon as Scorpius finds out that he knows nothing about wormholes...
he'll kill him.
We'll need more rocks if we're going to hide the rest of these, D'Argo.
If the Peacekeepers come up through the level rises, this is where they'll surface.
I hope those things work,
otherwise there's not much to stand between us and them.
I always wanted to ask you, D'Argo...
That Qualtar blade, for a warrior,
it seems a very unconventional weapon.
Many cycles ago, there was a race even more feared than the Peacekeepers...
The Teloks.
They laid siege to my planet for over one hundred solar days.
When the final assault came, all our warriors had were these weapons.
My own great grandfather died in that war.
When the final days come, Luxans believe
that the Qualtar blade, will lead us to freedom.
I understand, D'Argo, please forgive my curiosity.
There is another thing we can do for you.
What?
My Qualtar blade and I, can cut stones for you.
Look, I'm not going to say this again, there is nothing in there.
I'm just telling you what I picked up from Crais's carrier.
- What's going on? - Shhh!
It detected an unauthorised magnetic pulse coming from somewhere on this level.
There is no signal coming from in there.
Look! I'll prove it to you.
See? Nothing, absolutely nothing.
- What the frell is that? - Obviously nothing.
Get out of it, Stark.
How could you? How could you?
You were right, we'll move him to another cell.
- No need to be moved. - Why not?
Because they're coming with me.
Who is she?
That is... The Radiant Aeryn Sun.
How many Peacekeepers do you know on this base?
- Are you alright, Crichton? - Yeah.
- How're you doin'? - I'm better now.
- Come on, we'd better go! - Sorry.
...and no one outside this chamber
knows of the Admiral's orders.
I saw to that, Sir.
So now I know why you tried to fight the Chair.
- Are there any more barriers? - No, that's what he was fighting to hold.
- And what Crichton saw about wormholes? - Is not in this captain's memory.
Security breach...
- This is Scorpius... - Sir, the human prisoner has escaped.
- How? - There's a Peacekeeper working with him.
Seal the base! Everything! He must not reach the surface.
It's clear! Come on!
Go, go!
You first!
Peacekeepers.
Come on, just go! Come on!
Come on! In here.
Keep searching.
Oh, no! What do you mean, “oh no”?
To give birth, Moya must equalise pressure with her outside environment.
You mean...you mean with space? What, Moya has to make a vacuum into here?
- Yes, I can't stop her. - How much time do we have?
I don't know, maybe, 18 microts.
18 microts...Where do we go?
- My den's safe. - That's very lucky for you isn't it, producto?
We can't get to you in 18 microts.
There are pressure tanks in maintenance bay 6, I suggest you go.
Go now.
It's locked! Pilot, it's locked!
- Yes it is, my dear, there's plenty of room in here. - I'm not getting in there.
That's all there is! Get inside!
You only have 10 microts.
Any other ways off the base?
They're sealing all the access shafts, means they're shutting everything.
- There's got to be some way out of here. - No way.
Everything else, even the lock they just put on needs an ident chip from a senior officer.
Alright, let's go bag a senior officer.
I'll do it, Crichton. You stay with him.
Excuse me, I'm just making myself comfortable.
What is that?
What?
That!!
Oh, it's nothing.
Where's your hand, slug face?
It's...It's down there.
I know, keep it in your caftan, pal.
Pilot!
- I'm very busy now, Chiana, you two okay? - How's Moya?
Yes...The offspring's coming now.
I can see it!
I must go Chiana.
What was that?
Nothing...just a bit of helium.
- Helium? - Yes, I...I don't like being in confined spaces.
- I...I get nervous. - You're disgusting!
Captain Crais... What are you doing in this chair?
Who's that?
Who's there?
I suppose I shouldn't expect you to recognise my voice.
Did Scorpius send you?
Release me, from this chair.
Why? ...So that you can kill me, the way that you killed Teeg?
Who are you?
I am irreversibly contaminated...
Now do you know who I am?
Aeryn...Sun.
- Does this contaminate you, Crais? - As a Peacekeeper...
you took a blood oath, to obey your commanding officer, till death.
- Yes. - I am still your commanding officer.
- I am no longer a Peacekeeper. - You are a Peacekeeper for life.
- On the oath you... - Your oath means nothing, you made sure of that.
- You destroyed everything, I lost everything... - Aeryn, Sun...
You know what I learned away from you?
Everything I lost isn't worth a damn
and I don't want to go back to your past.
I...order you!
You order me?
You will never order me again.
I will track you down and kill you, Officer Sun.
On that I give you my vow.
You know what I give you, Crais?
Your life.
I will make you watch...
your life.
Where's Aeryn? ... She should be here by now.
Do you want to be with her, Crichton?
What?
Do you want to be with Officer Sun?
Gilina, can we talk about this another time?
No, I don't think we can.
You want me to go with you, you want me to give up everything,
so you must answer me.
Do you want to be with her?
Only me, let's go!
Aeryn, did you bag yourself a senior officer?
Ran into an old friend...
Let's go.
Let's get out of here.
Okay.
- Come on. - Do you want to be with Crichton?
- I'm sorry? - He won't answer my question, will you?
Gilina...whatever the two of you have been discussing, it's none of my business.
Yes, it is! He asked me to go with him,
and I cannot do that, if he loves you.
Gilina, you have to come with us, if you don't come they will kill you.
- I'll be okay. - Gilina, you've saved my life,
and you know Peacekeepers, they will come and they will find you.
I can take care of myself.
You take care of John.
- Gilina! - Tell John.
At least come and talk to him before...
They used a senior officer's ident chip, they're climbing the air vent to the surface.
- I thought as much. - Do you want me to burn them out?
No, we need Crichton alive.
We'll take the level risers, and beat them to the surface.
Let's go!
Right.
- Where's Gilina? - She's not coming with us.
What? Aeryn, what'd you say to her?
I didn't say anything, she decided on her own.
- I gotta go get her. - Crichton, we don't have time for this.
She has gone, it's what she wants.
Come on.
Pilot! Pilot, are we repressurised yet?
Yes, you can get out now.
- Chiana, I didn't mean to... - Shut up!
Something's still not right.
A portion of the offspring, can't get clear of Moya's external vent.
I'm getting a closer visual now.
- What is that? - What? What's wrong?
The offspring...look.
- That's Moya's child? - Yes.
It's covered in weapons.
When d'Argo broke the contraception wall half a cycle ago,
the Peacekeeper catalyst he released,
must have contained a DNA signature to produce weapons.
- Will that grow as big as its mother? - Possibly bigger.
Will Moya control him, or the Peacekeepers?
I don't know,
there's never been a Leviathan with weapons before.
We have a more immediate problem, look.
The birthing channel was not designed for this manner of offspring
It cannot fly free.
It is panicking and starting to charge its weapons.
- Is he going to shoot his way out of Moya? - I think so.
- Can you force an atmosphere into that vent? - Yes.
- Yes, I think so. - Maybe...I can climb down the internal shaft,
and cut a seam so the child can get itself free.
You'd better hurry.
It's good to see you again.
- Come on, they're not far behind. - The transport pod is this way, let's go.
Keep your weapons ready.
Let's go!
Load weapons!
Aeryn, watch out!
Cover me, Aeryn!
Go!
What was the secret you were keeping hidden from Scorpius down there?
They thought it was about his doomsday device about wormholes.
It wasn't... it was only about the time I kissed a girl.
- Really? - Yeah.
Okay...don't shoot me baby Moya, just...
Nice and calm...
Nice and calm.
What were you keeping from him?
Memories of places from when I was a boy.
Must have been one hell of a place.
- I can't do it, Pilot! - You have to.
It won't move!
Moya's trying to control the offspring,
but there's weapon's primed to fire.
Then let it fire! Tell her to let the gun fire at low blast level.
- What? - I know it's crazy but it's the only way.
If we don't get this child out, it'll destroy Moya's bulkhead.
Go, Zhaan!
- Crichton! - We're coming!
Come on, let's give them something to remember us by.
Not yet! Let me get out of here!
I can't stop it! Get out now! Just get out!
Run Chiana! Run!
- That was a low level blast? - That did it!
The offspring's free, it's free.
- How's Moya? - She's okay, we're okay.
Not quite...
You're not going with them.
Shoot him, Gilina! Shoot him!
Gilina!
Must get back to the transport pod, the firewall is dissipating.
Before she left the Gammak base,
Gilina scrambled the scanning data files.
Even Crais's Carrier can't find us now,
which is...quite fortunate,
because, we can't Starburst with the offspring.
We can't move very far at all.
Thankyou, Pilot...How's Gilina?
Not good.
- What about Moya's child? - He's okay.
- He? It's a boy? - Yes.
A male...excellent.
What kind of a beast is he?
Just lie still and let Zhaan's medicine do its work.
You'll be fine in a little while.
No more lies, John.
I'm not lying, Gilina.
- Why did you come back for us? - I had to help you.
Aeryn was right.
If I'd stayed there, they would have found out about me.
Found out that...
I love you.
Gilina.
Zhaan?
May I help?
May I give you this?
It's a place I once saw.
I've been carrying it with me for a very long time.
It's beautiful.
There now.
Just hold onto it, don't let go.
John.
Yeah?
Do you think... If things had been different...
that you could have loved me?
Yeah.
Kiss me one more time.
- Shhhh...Don't talk. - Kiss me.
Small fix & Resync: Xenzai[NEF]