Farscape s02e08 Episode Script

Crichton: Aeryn? Aeryn: I'm still here.
But I still can't get to you.
May not matter.
D'Argo's unconscious.
Crichton!! I've been discovered! I'm under attack! I'm reading eight Prowlers, four Marauders, and there's more on the way.
And they're all firing at once.
Get off me! Get off! Aeryn, get the hell out of there.
I can't! I can't! No! Aeryn! (cracking glass) Ahhhhh!!! (gasps) Damn! Zhaan, that is where heart attacks come from.
My circuitry organ does not seize up.
Mine does.
Oh, I'm sorry, John.
I just can't seem to shake these visions no matter how much I meditate.
I'll offer it again: talking about it could help.
I doubt it.
Suit yourself.
Zhaan: How long until Moya returns? Crichton: Oh, about an arn.
Oh, crap! Okay, I found the problem.
Some joker decided to store his keva barbecue in the nav-linkage.
Rygel.
You betcha.
Can it be repaired? It's pretty messed up.
DRD's are gonna have to rip the whole thing apart.
Then we wait? Yep.
We wait.
(sighs) (singing) Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave your worries behind you But in your dreams, whatever they be Dream a little dream of me I was.
I keep seeing you die.
John Have Chiana or Rygel ever spoken to you about what occurred on Litigara? No, not a lot.
Chiana said it was best to talk to you about it.
After you destroyed the Gammak Base I was terrified we'd lost you.
Well, we would have called but Scorpy was still in the neighborhood (dry chuckle) For 20 solar days we searched every planet we thought you might have reached.
The last world we discovered was Litigara.
What happened there? Something you don't want to talk about.
Got it.
(sighs) Something I don't want to remember.
Zhaan? You have to understand, John, we were all under incredible stress.
And Moya was anxious to leave to search for her offspring.
I was growing desperate.
You'd remember them if you'd seen them.
Wish I could help you.
Listen to me! A Sebacean, a Luxan, and a hu and another Sebacean.
We haven't had any Sebaceans in here ever.
And a Luxan, I don't know what you're talking about.
Are you sure? This is very important.
I'm sure.
(groaning) Buy you a drink, beautiful? Getting dren-faced is not helping, Rygel.
Well it's helping me! Chiana: Hey! Ugh! (giggles) What? Leave me alone! Get outside, both of you! Voice on comm.
: Have you found someone yet? I'm on to it now.
Please observe the signals.
For your own safety, all traffic is monitored.
Zhaan: Pilot, tell Moya she must continue to be patient.
This is the last inhabitable planet within range of Aeryn's Prowler.
If Crichton, D'Argo, and Aeryn managed to get away, this is the last planet they could have Pilot: Moya understands, but she feels she's been patient.
She now demands that you return to the ship at once.
-Demands? She believes she has been more than accommodating in your search.
Perhaps it is time to accept that their fate, whatever it may be, does not include us.
Tell Moya we'll begin the search for young Talyn as soon as we return.
You can't be serious! And what about Silence! Both of you! I've seen the way that you two have handled your anxiety over the fate of Aeryn, Crichton, and D'Argo.
I hate to think of how you're now going to handle your grief and your loss.
Attention pedestrian.
Do not cross.
Do not cross.
(Beep) You may proceed.
(oncoming vehicle) Zhaan! Police: You! Halt! Don't move! Remain where you are! Is something the matter? -On your feet! Get your frelling hands off her! -Back off! What the yotz do you think you're doing? -Shut up! What did she do? Your friend's ours now.
She's gonna pay for her crime.
Rygel: Crime? What crime? My name is John Crichton, an astronaut.
A radiation wave hit and I got shot through a wormhole.
Now I'm lost in some distant part of the universe on a ship, a living ship, full of strange alien life-forms.
Help me.
Listen, please.
Is there anybody out there who can hear me? I'm being hunted by an insane military commander.
I'm doing everything I can.
I'm just looking for a way home.
(machines beeping) Chiana: Pilot, tell Moya she's just going to have to blez out.
I will try to keep Moya calm.
But you must relate to Zhaan that Moya is ready to bolt to look for young Talyn at any moment.
Zhaan.
You shouldn't have come.
You and Rygel shouldn't still be here.
Hey, his Royal Frogness may be back in the Transport Pod sleeping it off.
But take a look.
I'm here, okay? I want to help.
You even know what you're charged with? Failing to heed a pedestrian signal light.
Who are you? Name's Dersch, Maton Dersch.
And you are? No need to tell me.
Uh Zotoh Zhaan.
The off-worlder.
What are you? I'm a public counselor.
Specifically, her public counselor.
What are you, relative? Friend.
Whatever.
Let me run this down for you.
This your first time on our planet? Doesn't matter.
(beeping) Dersch.
Yeah.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Failing to heed, it's garbage.
Plus, you're an off-worlder.
Didn't know the laws.
Good judge in a good mood, I'd say expect the minimum sentence.
Ten solar days and you're on your way home.
No.
No.
We can't stay here ten solar days.
Okay, talk to me.
All right Zhaan, look Maybe we should get a different lawyer.
Well, you're welcome to try.
There's plenty of them around.
are lawyers.
Case comes up tomorrow.
Tomorrow? -I'll see you then.
I need you to listen.
-What? I need you to listen to me.
Come on, speak up.
(yelling) Chiana: Zhaan! Stop it! Let go! Please! -Release him now! No! (electrical crackling) Is she down? -She's down.
Get back, everybody! Secure cell five.
Clear out! Clear out! Everybody stay back! Dersch: I'm okay.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Chiana Everything is ready to go.
We proceed as planned.
Man on speaker: But, Rhumann, you know it's dangerous for me to be on the streets tonight.
Your personal problems mean nothing to me.
You'll be there tonight.
We've found the perfect subject.
(speaker device beeps) (electrical chirping) You've done well.
(metal doors opening and closing) (gasps) Crichton: Well, look who's here.
You need a lift, lady? (chuckling): You're alive.
It wasn't easy.
We've got quite a story to tell.
Later.
Now we're going to get you out of here and get off this rock.
We've been looking for you everywhere.
Hoping, praying.
The last 15 solar days have been unbearable.
Hasn't exactly been a trip to Disneyland for us either.
At least you're finally here.
(laughs) What are you waiting for? Fire.
You're here to rescue me.
(sighs) (voice breaking): Come on.
I need you here to rescue me.
(doors opening and closing) (crying) Get away from me.
Get away.
(softly): Oh, I wish you were really here.
I need you so badly.
The chances that we survived, that you'd find us, were ten million to one.
You knew that the moment you Starburst away.
You're just refusing to accept it.
But now you must.
All this time, since we escaped from the Peacekeepers, I drew my strength from you and the others.
Now I've got myself incarcerated again, without you to help me.
Oh, John I am so deeply alone.
And afraid.
You're not alone.
You have Rygel, and Chiana.
They're like children.
How can I be responsible for them, and for Pilot, and for Moya, and for myself? Not without you.
But it must be without us now.
(whimpers) (crying) Rough night, hmm? You want to escape? This is your chance.
(high-pitched beeping) This will show you how to get out of the building.
How to get back to where your pod is docked.
Why are you doing this? You want out, or you want answers? The guards will be back at their posts any microt.
A second chance to escape, it isn't going to happen.
(engines buzzing) (metal clanging) Chiana! -Uh? Rygel! -Zhaan? Hmm? (panting) Aah Police: Stand where you are! (gasping) Halt! (guards yelling) Stop it! Police: Release him now! (yelling) Police: Release him! (electrical crackling) Get back! (groaning) You're under arrest, alien.
For murder.
Well, the good news is you're no longer facing trial on the traffic violation.
You have any idea who it was you murdered last night? I didn't murder anyone.
I was set up.
His name was Wesli Kenn, if you care.
He was a rising young Equal Rights Advocate for the Utilities.
Utilities what? The ten percent who aren't lawyers? Case against you is you busted out of here and as you were fleeing, you came across Kenn, panicked and crushed his neck with your bare hands.
Now, I can't say people are too broken up about it.
Had some radical ideas about The Law.
Sweeping reforms for the Utilities.
Bit of a troublemaker, really.
Well, what are you going to do for her? Well, there's not much I can do.
As far as the law is concerned, it's a done deal.
Three solar days from now, she's executed.
Chiana: Well, you got to defend her.
She didn't do it.
What's her defense? It's just her word.
Chiana: You're a lawyer.
You know, make something up.
Do you know what would happen to me if I put on a bad faith defense? You might win? Dersch: I put on a defense I even suspect of being false, and I suffer the same punishment as my client.
I'll see you in court.
Rygel: This is a very ass-backwards world.
They don't have monarchs, political parties.
They have ruling law firms.
The law firm currently in power is Rhumann, Willian something.
Anyway, Ja Rhumann, their senior partner, the man in charge, is him up there.
Chiana: Well, can't you get to him? He's these people's supreme leader.
He's never alone.
You want to tell me how? (gavel pounding) We convene in the name of that which is most holy, the Supreme Law of the Land.
Quite.
Amet.
All: Amet.
The off-worlder is aware of the charges for which she has been brought before this court? She is, Your Honor.
Judge: Having examined the evidence and eyewitness accounts of the events of evening last and after weighing all such admissions, this court Does it not matter that I am innocent? Are you entering a plea of Not Guilty? I am guilty of so many evils Your Your Honor, but of this infraction, I must protest my innocence.
Have you discussed this with your attorney? No, she has not.
Mr.
Dersch, do you wish to represent your client in a plea of Not Guilty? Absolutely no, Your Honor.
I'm afraid, Mistress Zhaan without concurrence with your counsel I cannot enter such a plea.
Unless there is someone else who would be willing to advocate the defendant's cause? Without a volunteer, I see no other course than to proceed.
I hereby find the defendant guilty as charged.
-Wait! I, uh Do proceed.
This is pure dren! You're about to condemn an innocent woman to death.
I will not permit this.
What are you doing, Chiana? I will not have you trapped here with me.
Return to Moya immediately.
Our offer stands, Your Honor.
You are now counsel for the defense.
All those are law books? This is only the peak of the mountain.
I doubt we'll really need them.
Well, you could at least say thank you.
For what? Assuring your own executions in two solar days along with mine? What's this? If we put on a defense that includes falsehoods or, uh or can in any way be construed as bad faith then we share the same punishment as our client.
You never told me that.
How could you never tell me that? I thought we might even pull this off! But you and me? Not lying? Are you mad? Guard! I demand to see the Judge! Rygel, it's done.
The way it lays out now is either we're all leaving this planet together, or none of us are.
This is ridiculous.
We aren't lawyers.
We are now.
Shut up and read.
Watch it! You clumsy fool.
Damned Utilities.
Doesn't deserve any frelling rights at all.
You guys get a lot of that? He's a lawyer, it's his right.
They have rights.
That's why Wesli Kenn and the reforms he was advocating, meant so much to my comrades.
And me.
My friend didn't do it.
But can you prove it? Under our law? Damn it.
Why's your system got to be so frelling complicated? It wasn't.
It's only grown complicated over the centuries.
Rygel: You mean to say your laws weren't always such a mess? This book, The Axiom, is the basis for all our law.
All of these other books exist merely to expand on what's in here.
How did that become this? As more and more of our people devoted themselves to The Law, The Law had to grow more complex to justify them all.
This is the only book you really need.
Zhaan: Please don't do this to me.
I don't wish you you're not really here.
You're just a figment of my imagination.
Why'd you leave us, Zhaan? I didn't leave you.
A few more microts and we all could have been aboard Moya.
We all could've Starburst to safety together.
You told me to go.
If Moya had been captured, we would have all perished.
I came back for you.
I've been searching.
Where are you? Where where are you? Zhaan: This must not go on.
Zhaan, what are you doing? This trial must not be allowed to continue.
I confess.
Zhaan! -Are you insane? I am guilty.
I committed that murder.
(gavel pounding) I crushed that man's throat.
You admit that you are guilty? Zhaan Zhaan, don't do this.
What's the matter with you? You want to die? I do not want you and Rygel to die with me.
I refuse to carry the guilt of any more deaths into the afterlife.
We haven't lied yet.
Of course, the trial's only been on for a few microts.
Rygel! -You will.
In light of a full confession on the part of the defendant, I Wait.
Yesterday you refused my client's Not Guilty plea until her attorney had concurred with it.
Well, we do not concur with our client's confession of guilt.
Do not listen to them, Your Honor.
I do not want their counsel.
I crushed that man's throat.
I am guilty.
Chiana: Gag her.
Your Honour, I insist that you gag my client for her own good.
You can't do this! Execute me, but let those live.
They don't know what they're doing! This trial will proceed.
And I would put the time of death at sometime between the tenth and eleventh arns of two evenings past.
The cause of death, strangulation.
You're supposed to be some sort of expert in your field? I am considered to be Litigara's preeminent expert in forensic science, yes.
I don't understand how you can call yourself an expert when we know for a fact that the time of death couldn't be when you said, because You cannot lie.
Rygel: Actually, my question goes to the cause of death.
Would it shock you to know that we have experts of our own who are prepared to testify that when Uh No questions, Your Honor.
I was on duty two nights ago.
The accused definitely looked desperate to get out and join her friends.
Rygel: Object Okay, so, uh so, you were the guard on duty that night? One of them, yes.
How'd my client manage to slip past you? Any idea? It was while we were changing shifts.
There's a short period of time (farting and grunting) where that particular cell block isn't fully attended.
(high-pitched voice): But even with that, don't you think somebody would like (Rygel groaning) You little toad! You had to go and fart helium now? (high-pitched voice): I'm nervous.
It happens.
We're in court, so sue me.
I was on duty at the station when numerous telemissions came in from citizens, about a suspicious looking off-worlder running down back alleys.
I mobilized some men and proceeded to a spot where we hoped to intercept the offender for questioning.
When we got there, we found the accused, kneeling over the body of her victim.
Chiana: Pilot, we need more time.
Pilot: Moya will give you one more revolution of this planet.
Then she is leaving.
And I cannot promise we will ever come back.
This time tomorrow night, either we've we've got Zhaan or or Rygel and I will be headed back to the Transport Pod without her.
Chiana: Look at him.
That's the frelling cop who arrested Zhaan.
He'll probably get a promotion out of this.
What the yozk is wrong with his face? He has blue eyes.
So? My second wife had blue eyes.
There was a dual full moon the other night.
Chiana: Really? Litigarans with blue eyes usually stay inside.
That's what burned his face.
They have an aversion to it.
So, he's not only a bastard, he's stupid.
Well, I don't think he's stupid.
I think he knows a lot.
What are you going to do? Nothing to worry about, partner.
Just doing what I do best.
Making a new friend.
I'm going to end up defending them both.
You want something? I just hate to see you sitting there, all by yourself.
Oh, listen honey, if you think I'm going to help you with your case The case is over.
Isn’t that obvious after today? We're pleading guilty tomorrow, anyway.
Besides, you've already testified.
I've been reading about a strange concept in this Axiom of yours.
Hmm, the Light of Truth.
Pretty interesting, isn't it? It is.
Some sort of stick that you people used to think told if somebody was telling the truth or not.
It goes back to the origin of The Law.
It was believed that if you held a burning torch up to someone who was giving testimony and it burnt brighter, it meant that they were lying.
I don't need to prove somebody's lying.
I need something that'll let me lie, just a little.
(Chiana giggles) No.
So tell me all about tell me all about being a police officer.
Blue-eyed, red-faced sack of Oh! (muttering) Mmm, there.
This is him.
The guy that was murdered, right? There Wesli Kenn.
(tapping) Rygel: Let's go, Chiana.
Up, up, up.
Court's just about to reconvene.
Zhaan's off visiting some happy place.
And I need you awake.
I told you everything the cop told me.
My head's just fine here.
Nobody'll notice.
Nashtin Cleansing Pills.
Take one now, one at the mid-meal and one if you need it, tonight.
Judge: We convene in the name of that which is most holy.
The Supreme Law of the Land.
Yes, Your Honour.
Yes, I have questions for the witness.
Yes, I do.
Oh, I definitely do.
Oh, I definitely, definitely do.
Did I say I did? Because I do.
You testified yesterday that Mistress Zhaan, the defendant, Mistress Zhaan, Mistress Zotoh Zhaan, the woman standing right there.
Right there.
Do you see her? Because I see her.
Do you see her, hmm? She escaped during your shift.
Is that correct? Is it? Yes, ma'am, that's -Correct.
And that you also stated that she escaped on your very short very small, very minimal interval in which you and your guards or you and your guard buddies where switching shifts, or changing shifts, taking a leak, someone going on, someone going off.
Okay, so if I were to (Rygel clearing throat) Your Honor, may I have a word with my co-counsel? Please do.
(giggling) You took all three of the pills, didn't you? Oh, you have you have no idea how frelled off I felt.
No idea.
Was there anything unusual about that night? The night of the murder? Unusual? Having to do with your two moons.
Oh, yes, yes.
Now I see what you mean.
There was a dual full moon that night, as I recall.
And as I understand it, certain Litigarans, specifically those with blue eyes are very careful not to go out on such nights.
The burn they get is very painful.
Oh, your complexion.
It looks like you got yourself quite a burn there.
I got it the night of the arrest.
Yeah, you've got blue eyes.
You were out that night and so was the victim.
Only you got burned, and he didn't.
You became a city police officer how long ago? Oh, no, no.
That's right.
You told me last night.
You'd been in the force what, eight, almost nine cycles? And before that, you said you worked in the private sector.
Is that right? As a security officer? Am I right? For the law firm of Rhumann, Willian and Mandall, is that right? The law firm of Ja Rhumann? Come on, Pilot.
You got to tell Moya to wait.
It'll do no good.
She's charging her calorics right now, preparing to break orbit.
I'm heading back to the Transport Pod.
I want to talk to her so she can see my face.
She won't listen to you, Chiana.
She isn't even listening to me.
You got to do this for me.
For Zhaan.
There's nothing I can do.
Moya is leaving.
(cries out) (Chiana grunts) (force field humming) Pilot? Pilot! Welcome, counselor.
I am Ja Rhumann, senior partner in the currently governing firm.
A law firm? Is it part of your law to electrinet somebody and drag them to your office in the middle of the night? I was impressed with your showing today.
With little understanding of our very complex legal system you managed to kindle doubt about your shipmate's guilt.
It's not a lawyer's way to be long-winded, so let's get right to the point.
You will not win this case.
You will lose, and your client will be executed.
Frell you.
This is no longer about Zotoh Zhaan.
It's about you and the Hynerian.
You will not call any more witnesses.
You will not pursue the line of questioning you began today.
If you do, you and the little slug will find yourselves up on charges.
False charges.
That will nevertheless keep you locked up here in Litigara for the rest of your lives.
You see, this is all about Utilities' rights, my dear.
Utilities don't need any more rights.
They need to work harder.
But that's my concern.
Your concern is your own life, and where you're going to spend the rest of it.
You won't be needing your communications device.
You won't be returning to your ship unless I allow it.
You have my offer.
You do your part tomorrow and I'll do mine.
Trust me.
I'm a lawyer.
D'Argo: Seem to have gotten yourself into quite a fix without me.
Sweet D'Argo.
This is not the first time you've had to endure a cell like this.
This is not the first time you've had to experience the sense of hopelessness.
You survived it then.
In fact, you flourished.
I had the Delvian Seek.
My spiritual quest was the only thing that stopped myself from shattering while imprisoned by the Peacekeepers.
But I have set aside the Seek, set aside my place as a Delvian Pa'u.
You set them aside, yes, but you haven't abandoned them.
Zhaan Crichton, Aeryn and I, we we can't help you anymore.
Whether you survive this ordeal or face your execution tomorrow, from now on, you must confront your demons alone.
I don't know if I have the strength to start again, D'Argo.
I have known thousands of warriors on countless worlds.
But you, Zotoh Zhaan, you are the strongest individual I have ever known.
(chanting in Delvian) Rygel: Where the yozk have you been? How is she? Worse, if you can believe it.
She won't respond at all now, and she's begun this incessant mumbling.
Let me have your comms.
I've got to call Pilot.
You were supposed to have talked to Moya already.
I got grabbed and taken by Ja Rhumann.
Rhumann? The Rhumann? Pilot? (static) Pilot? Are you still there? (static continues) I am here, Chiana.
Moya has chosen to give you a little more time.
Thank you, Pilot.
Do not thank me.
It's entirely her doing.
Your comms were open all the while you were speaking with that man, that Ja Rhumann.
She could not leave you like that.
Moya wants to know.
I want to know.
If you stay, will you be able to save Zhaan? I think I may have a way.
It's chancy and will require lashings of deception and trickery.
Finally, you and I get to play to our strengths.
Judge: Have you any further witnesses to call? Only one, Your Honor.
I call Ja Rhumann.
Judge: Do you vow to speak what is true, all that is true and only what is true, by the sacred Axiom? I so vow.
Mr.
Rhumann.
Rhumann: Yes, counselor? Let's start with that oath you just took.
It's pretty important, isn't it? So important that you take it with your hand on this most sacred book? It's the most sacred oath a Litigaran can take.
Chiana: So lying in court is really bad? To lie before The Law is unthinkable.
Rygel: So, Mr.
Rhumann, remembering that you are under this most sacred oath, if I were to ask you what you know about the death of the slain Utilities Rights Advocate, your response would be? That I know no more about the unfortunate and untimely death than any other ordinary citizen.
Namely, that your client did it.
Counselor! You know what this is? A stick of wood.
Chiana: Well, anywhere else, yeah.
But in this courtroom it can be used as an instrument for dividing fact from fiction.
The defense designates this the Light of Truth.
Rhumann: The Light of Truth is a parable.
Rygel: A parable? But it says it's so in your own ancient text.
Your Honor, it's ordinary wood.
Chiana: Well, Light of Truth is only ordinary wood.
Only when it is near a witness under oath does it react with special properties.
Proceed.
But I warn you, do not mock our law.
Chiana: We just got a couple more questions for you.
I have nothing to hide.
The death of the Utilities Rights Advocate.
That benefited your own firm greatly, did it not? Rhumann: It weakened our chief opponents, yes.
But it doesn't necessarily follow that my firm had anything to do with it.
Chiana: So, if you wanted this guy out of the way, waiting for an off-worlder to blame it on would make a lot of sense to you, wouldn't it? Speaking hypothetically, yes.
Rygel: The night of the murder, the officer who arrested our client and who used to work for your law firm got a bad moon burn, but the victim didn't.
Chiana: Well, could that be because the victim was murdered someplace else, and his body brought to the alley by the people who killed him knowing that our client would be there? Again, speaking hypothetically, I'd have to say, yes.
Are you speaking hypothetically? (whispering): Now, Pilot.
Yes, of course I'm speaking hypothetically.
(whirring) The night of the murder, did you send somebody to our client's cell to help her escape? Rhumann: No.
Did you arrange for the police to discover our client with the victim, the already dead victim in the alley? No.
Chiana: Did you plan and order the murder that our client now sits accused of in this court? Rhumann: No! No, no! Maximizing.
(whirring) Rygel: Your Honor, are you going to believe the protestations of an obviously, guilty man or the very symbol of your law, your world, your truth? Judge: Arrest Ja Rhumann.
All charges against Zotoh Zhaan are dropped.
The prisoner is free to go.
So, they nailed Rhumann for murder? I'm not certain.
I know I was exonerated.
Then we left immediately, and soon found you.
But, you still have nightmares.
Yes.
I keep seeing you and D'Argo and Aeryn dying horrible deaths.
I can't seem to purge the fear.
I live, Zhaan.
Touch as proof.
I know, but The experience proves to me that my spirituality was lacking.
Is that why you recommitted yourself to the Delvian Seek? Mm-hmm.
Then maybe it was worth it.
Even though my studies fail to benefit the rest of them? Now, who says that? Well, at various times Rygel, D'Argo, and Aeryn.
Screw 'em, Zhaany.
You're a tenth level Pa'u.
You get to eleven, we get a TV ministry.
If I may be honest, John.
Most of the time I have no idea what you're saying.
Neither do I.
Rygel: Crichton, Zhaan, are you there? Sparky! We're drifting dead.
How could you possibly frell up with a frell-proof transport pod?! I don't know.
I thought maybe you could tell me.
Something to do with a stash of keva barbecue in the nav-linkage?! Oh, come on, Crichton.
What would you really expect from Rygel? Nothing.
Aeryn, it's good to hear your voice.
Likewise.
We have you on Moya's senses.
Estimate your retrieval in a quarter arn.
Can't wait to see you.
You okay? I think so.
Thank you for your compassion.
And I thank you for yours.