Farscape s02e21 Episode Script

Ka D'Argo, your son is being sold in a lot of 10,000 slaves.
Are we gonna rob a bank? -Yes! In one container is enough wealth to buy the entire shipment of slaves.
Crichton! Seal all exits! Zhaan! -The doors are sealed, Aeryn! What's happening?! Scorpius must be on to us.
They won't get out.
What the frell did you put in my head? A tiny chip.
A tiny seed that's been growing in your brain.
Scorpy, when he put me in his chair he did something, and it's getting worse.
We have done it! We've done it! We are rich.
As soon as we establish an exchange rate for these ingots, we'll know exactly how rich we really are.
(screams) They're eating the ship! Metalites.
They consume metal.
There are over 2,000 of those creatures on board.
We could never kill them one by one like this.
I can't lose Jothee, not again.
What do you want? From you, nothing.
But your father would give me something I want very much.
Surrender to me.
Or the boy dies.
Item one, we need a Bloodtracker.
-Come with me.
Item two, we're gonna have to pound our way into the depository.
For that, we need a Sheyang.
Three, we need a Tavloid.
You want the gauntlet, you take me with it.
And finally, we need the Zenetan Pirates.
(yelling) I liked your proposal.
These guys are mercenaries.
We get them, we go in hot, we kill Scorpius, and we bring your son back.
You'd burn Moya? To save her.
Pilot: No! Scorpius is going to kill Jothee.
Crichton: No, he won't.
Jothee, it's really you! You win.
As if there was ever any doubt.
And now, on Farscape.
All right, Frankenstein.
Let's get it on.
Get your property out of my head.
It's controlling you, isn't it, John? I don't know what you're talking about.
In there.
My neural clone.
It forced you to me.
Nothing forced me here.
Annual checkups are essential to good health.
You're lying, John.
I always know.
Don't worry.
Soon, I'll take the pain away.
This thing in my head, this chip.
Part of me now wants it to control me, so I'm going to go to Scorpy and have him take it out before it's too late.
Before I no longer want it gone.
Goodbye, my friends.
At least by swapping myself for Jothee I can do you some good.
You see how you misread him? Yes.
This doesn't change anything.
What's not changed? The plan.
Why we brought you all here.
Hey, nobody brought me.
I volunteered.
I am the Holy Warrior of Tarou.
Whatever.
All I'm saying to the rest of you is that you were willing to go and save Jothee and instead, we'll just go and rescue Crichton.
Excuse me.
You're forgetting one thing.
-What? We came on this adventure for one reason.
You said you could pay us.
That's right.
Well, that's true Have you any currency now? Well, um, we did have currency.
Ah, well, what we thought was currency actually turned into, um, a creature.
And it, ah, it it was alive, and we had to burn the ship.
-Yes, yes, yes, I understand that, girl.
But you see my problem, don't you? I don't do anything unless I get paid.
And since you no longer have currency Moya is now mine.
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.
Go on, shoot her.
You're an embarrassment, Zelkin.
Aeryn! -You're worse you're worse than an embarrassment.
You're an idiot.
-What are you doing? There are 30,000 containers in the Shadow Depository filled with riches that you could have but you'd rather point a gun at a girl.
What are you trying to do, Aeryn? Shame me into going with you? -No.
No, because even if you wanted to, I wouldn't go into battle with you now.
Do you know why? Because you're a coward and an idiot.
What do you think you're going to get if you steal Moya? She's a half burned Leviathan.
I mean, you two have to be the stupidest pirates I've ever met.
We are not stupid! Jothee: Hey! What's going on?! D'Argo: You all stay where you are and remain calm! Everybody, keep calm.
See, Zelkin? You don't have the numbers.
Get that gun out of my face! I think this whole idea rots! I want "I want! I want!" "My side! Your side!" All of you, "I want"! What's the matter with you, frek face? Matter? Matter? I'll tell you "matter.
" Anti-matter, matter, matter, matter! Oh, Scorpius killed 10,000 of my people! in my brain.
The chair! The chair! Remember the chair? What chair?! This frek is crazy! You coming? Do you agree? Agree? Will you fight like this down there? Of course, of course.
No hands, no hands.
Then I change my mind, Zelkin.
(Rorf growls) This one has the spirit of the hunter and not the prey.
But I want currency if I come and plenty of it.
You'll get it.
You'll all get it.
So, are we agreed? Are we going down to rescue Crichton? Pilot: Aeryn? D'Argo? Not now, Pilot.
We're negotiating.
But there's a ship approaching.
Is it Scorpius? No, it's it's Talyn.
Chiana: Talyn? Natira: Scorpius, tell me something.
Why are you so interested in this human? There's nothing impressive about the species.
(Crichton grunts) Try not to move so much.
One flinch at the wrong time and this will paralyze you.
It's kind of hard not to flinch here, Scorpy, with Frau Blucher tickling my prostate.
What are you doing to him? Why don't you just take him and leave? I must soften his neural receptors to see if my clone in his brain has reached the information I need.
If I have, then I will call my Command Carrier back from battle and be away from you.
See? Flavius Scorpius here wants to visit foreign lands, meet foreign people and conquer them.
You overestimate me, John.
I have no desire to dominate the universe.
But know this.
The wormhole technology in your brain will sway the balance of power as we know it.
Imagine, the ability to move an army in an instant.
The power to make hostile planets disappear.
(low tone) (gasps) Pilot: Crais, we are very thankful that you allowed Talyn to respond to her mother's distress call.
Eight entire tiers are burnt and Moya's immune levels are falling to critical.
Crais: The nutrients that Talyn's supplying should start to heal Moya.
Keep a check on the electrocell levels.
They mustn't rise above six parts.
I'm well aware of that.
How much longer will Talyn remain linked to Moya? Two arns.
And then you'll be leaving? There's little more that Talyn can do.
Is there some reason you wish us to stay? We are planning to attack the Shadow Depository on the planet below us.
And you want Talyn to help? Scorpius is in the depository.
Tempting.
I thought that you didn't want to use Talyn for violence.
You all said that from the beginning.
Yes, but this is different.
How? Is this violence more acceptable because it's for you? No, it's because Scorpius has captured Crichton and he's going to kill him if we don't get down there.
There's always a reason for violence, Aeryn.
Thousands of people die for the most virtuous causes.
You don't have to lecture me, Crais.
I believe I do.
You've lectured me countless times.
How long has Scorpius held Crichton? Four arns.
Then I recommend you bring down a basket without any holes so that Crichton's liquid remains are not lost.
He's already dead, Aeryn.
Stark: And all the doors are cross-synchronized so when you're here, I'm here.
And everything's perfectly timed because we're on a silent count, right? Right? Right?! You pay attention! (growls) If one piece of this plan fails then the entire plan fails.
You got it? You got it?! Look, all I understand is that I'm going down first.
With Bekhesh.
Great.
We're going down, while you all stay up here out of danger.
You're the tracker.
You must locate Crichton before we risk ourselves.
(growls) What are you doing with that head? He's an old enemy.
I like that he doesn't talk back.
(snorts) As soon as you locate Crichton, then the rest of us will follow straight down.
And then Teurac and I will destroy their generator.
How come I don't get that job? Because you can't produce a fireball that burns at 7,000 klances.
How will I know when to start burning the generator? I told you! We'll all be on a silent count for the entire battle! A-A silent count? While we're fighting? Yes, it's easy.
It's complicated.
(sighs) What do they do? Stark: The Zenetans will deploy the Flax.
The Flix? What the frell is the Flix? The Flax is a net that will trap any ship coming after you.
A net? Oh, I see.
They stay up here opening a net while I'm down there risking my life?! What's the point of a plan if you don't get away at the end, pack animal? D'Argo: Do you know what that is? No.
What is it? It's, uh it's your blood ancestor's Qualta Blade.
My father's father used it in the Siege of Repmek.
You're kidding me? You fought with this? It weighs a drackik.
It's perfectly balanced.
I still use it myself.
I'm, uh I'm sorry that we haven't spoken.
Don't be sorry.
I don't know what to say either.
Who did this to you? Who mutilated you? You did.
In a way, you've done everything that ever happened to me.
Jothee Son I had to send you away.
After your uncle accused me of killing your mother I'm not angry with you.
But what's going on in this ship you don't expect me to help you save Crichton, do you? I thought you would want to.
Listen! I'm interested in saving myself.
For ten cycles I've been running, trying to survive.
I realize that.
I want to know everything that has happened to you in your life No, no! You don't want to know! Believe me you don't want to know.
I have done things, many things I'm not proud of to survive.
Now I I don't want to shame you, but I am not going back to that planet.
I only just got my freedom back.
I'm not going to risk losing it again.
There.
He's ready now.
Oh, don't stop now, Scorpy.
Roll me over and baste the other side.
Are you going to take out the implant? No.
I'm going in.
(low tone) (gasps) What the hell? This is Sawyer's Mill.
My dad used to bring me fishing here when I was a kid.
This is a place inside your memory, John.
A place in your brain.
In my brain? Yes.
We're inside your brain, and no, I'm not Scorpius.
But he is.
Hello, John.
Have you obtained the wormhole information? I believe I've burrowed far enough.
The information was well hidden by the Ancients.
I suspect even Crichton is unaware of the specifics.
Is he ready to have the chip removed? Oh, yes.
I'll call my Command Carrier.
When we reach my ship and I remove my neural clone, your death will be painless.
Screw this.
(grunts loudly) I can't move.
God, I can't move.
I'm sorry Aeryn.
You're wasting your time if you came here to beg.
Not begging.
Choose your own word.
Look, Crais, we're all going to die if you don't help us.
Will other lives be lost in this attack? You can have anything you want.
Anything.
Aeryn Sun are you offering yourself? Crichton, if he's alive, must mean a great deal to you.
You can take what you want and I won't stop you.
I don't want you to think I'm a coward.
I don't.
I've been thinking about what you said earlier.
I was wrong to ask you to join us in battle.
It's not your fight.
No, Father.
If it's your fight then it's mine, too.
Thank you.
Ka D'Argo.
We need to talk.
About the plan.
Not again.
Pilot, would you mind telling these fools what we talked about earlier? D'argo advised me to auto-program the Maintenance Bay.
If you try to mutiny, the chamber will fill with benon gas and render you unconscious.
We have no desire to die, Ka D'argo.
But you are a warrior.
You must admit, this plan seems, uh flawed.
It's more than flawed.
It's frelled.
And that is why I say we should forget about it.
Forget it? You think they're just going to let us walk in down there? Pilot, is Moya well enough to do us one more favor? What kind of favor? A low-level maneuver through atmosphere.
I think she might be able to manage it once.
I'll ask her.
This is what I think we should do.
Moya should prove a distraction.
Then we go down there, burst through the front doors and storm the place.
It's what we do best.
Are you ready to go down now, and save Crichton? But we all heard his transmission.
What if Crichton's worse and won't be rescued? Well, that's easy.
I put a bullet in Crichton's head and end it.
The Command Carrier is arriving six arns earlier than expected, sir.
Well, that's too bad.
I thought you wanted to leave as soon as possible.
I do, but, uh good news.
I'm always suspicious of good news.
Hey, Scorpy, why don't you cut me down? Isn’t torture time over? I don't torture people, John.
You misunderstand me.
Now that my neural clone has reached the information that I need, I'll remove it.
As soon as my Command Carrier arrives.
It seems (groans) Crichton: Oh, what's the matter? Got a little warm head? How about I change that rod for ya? I got some spares.
Natira, lock this chamber down.
Open it for no one but me.
I'll do it.
Human, you are surprising.
I've never seen Scorpius worry about anyone as much as you.
Don't be jealous, Frau Bl cher.
He only loves me for my mind.
You know, you should come in and visit some time.
Why would I ever want to go inside you? So the Scorpius in my head can tell you exactly how he's going to kill you.
Well, I can tell you, you're about to taste blood.
(gagging) Was that good for you? Yes.
Rorf: Moya? Anyone? How does this frelling thing work? Rygel: I hear you, Bloodtracker.
We're just outside the depository and yes, you were right.
The guards aren't looking for a Vocarian or a Tavlek.
Can you smell Crichton? No, but Why not? Well, it's just The problem is he's a lousy tracker.
It seems smelling is a female's job.
Oh, frell! I don't want to hear excuses.
Just find Crichton.
You're no help, Bekhesh! Why don't you frell off? Hmm? I would've found him by now if it wasn't for you clumping around behind me.
Fine.
From now on, you're on your own.
(snorts) (puffing) (wheezing and puffing) What's the matter, Teurac? Uh, nothing.
Can you produce flame? Of course.
I will not let you endanger the rest of us.
Stark's plan depends upon your ability to produce flame.
If you cannot, I must warn the others.
No! I still have flame nutrients, but can no longer tap into them.
Unless Unless what? If you have Taakar serum But that's poison.
Pilot.
Pilot! Answer this frelling thing, will you? Ah, I'm sorry, Rorf.
I've been training all my sensors on healing Moya.
I got through the waste vents and Crichton's on the level above the main chamber.
He's (snarling) Rorf? Rorf? I told you.
I don't know this human.
Scorpius: Bounty hunter.
Why are you here? Well, I was planning to make a deposit.
(laughing) A deposit of what? Fur lice? Natira: Akkor.
Back away and shut up.
I'm just doing Back away now.
Bounty hunter.
This is the last time I will ask.
What are you doing here? Get frelled.
You know what I was doing.
I was casing the joint for Zenetan pirates.
I didn't know you were here, and I don't know who he is.
Zenetan Pirates.
Please, allow me to question the animal.
Sometimes a female's touch You should have answered me.
(snarling) I was trying to save you.
Animal, you have lovely eyes.
I love red eyes.
Very sensual.
Very unusual.
Animal, what are you doing here? I told you Do not lie again.
Who were you communicating to? And what is the plan to free the human? A plan? I don't know of any plan.
Animal, I love your eyes so much.
Your lying eyes.
(Rorf screaming) (howling in pain) That's all I know.
They plan to destroy the generator then attack in the darkness.
Darkness is the key.
Please don't take my other eye.
(whimpering) Natira, my senses tell me that this animal is telling the truth.
Braca, come with me.
If we secure the generator their plan will fail.
We have to be fast.
Once we land on the planet Moya's going to run a distraction.
Teurac, Zhaan and Stark, I want you to go through the waste vents, into the depository and destroy the generators.
Aeryn and I will meet up with Bekhesh.
Once the power is gone we'll be able to storm through the center chamber doors and rescue Crichton.
What about me? I thought I was going too.
You're going to stay here on the Transport Pod with Rygel.
I said I'd go.
That's why I'm here.
-Look, it is not your fight.
I've lost you once before.
I'm not going to lose you again.
Braca, while I secure the generator, get to the monitor and be my eyes and ears.
Yes, sir.
Tell me.
Is there a back way to the generator? -Yes.
Pilot, we'll be touching down on the planet in 30 microts.
Pilot: Good luck, Aeryn.
Good luck to you all.
Thank you, Pilot.
Rygel, I'm handing control over to you now.
Let's do it.
Starting descent now.
Chiana, tell the Zenetans to prepare for a low level maneuver.
You got it, Pilot.
Blue Eyes.
Look out at that.
That is the last sight your eyes will ever see.
You are a sick puppy.
Scorpius has to kill me, and you're still getting your jollies.
Oh, he doesn't he doesn't have to kill you, Blue Eyes.
What? He He can get the chip out without hurting me? Oh, yes.
First red, now blue.
Scorpius wants your brain.
He said nothing about your eyes.
Blue eyes So soft Very rare (explosions) What the frell is that? That's Moya.
(exultant cry) You're clear to land, Rygel.
Get in there now.
Sir, we have a problem.
Now! Bekhesh, take out the camera.
Scorpius: Mobilize every available soldier.
Have them stand by outside the main chamber.
Oh, dear, dear, dear.
What has Moya done here? You are so screwed, Medusa! I'll tell you what.
You get me out of here, I'll help you stay alive.
Why do you want to escape now, human? You just told me that I could get the chip out of my head without dying! When you get me out of here, I'll give you the damn chip.
Hell, you can have the wormhole technology.
As a bonus, you can have one of my eyes.
Let us go, you bitch! (yelling) The generator's this way.
Quick.
Teurac, that's the generator.
Burn it! Give me the Taakar serum.
Give it to me now.
Are you sure? It's seven units.
It's a lethal dose.
Not for us.
Younger Sheyangs have survived nine.
Give it to me! There is no other way.
We have to get that frelling gun.
Okay.
(grunts) (empty click) Good shot.
I was aiming for between his eyes.
Teurac, what's taking so long? You have to destroy the generator now.
I'm trying.
My chest the fuel is there, but I can't reach it.
You must hurry.
They'll be here soon.
Scorpius: I'm here already, Zhaan.
Guards: Hold it there.
Don't resist.
Put the weapon down.
Put the weapon down now! Why hasn't the power gone off? It's that frelling Sheyang.
He couldn't do it.
I knew I shouldn't have trusted him.
Do you think there's anyone on the other side of this door? Are we going to do this or not? I don't know if we have any other choice.
None whatsoever.
Natira.
Natira, why aren't you answering me? Scorpius! Don't worry about her.
Worry about me.
Shoot him.
-No.
No, don't.
He's a Sheyang.
That's right.
I'll explode if you shoot me.
Goodbye, Zhaan.
This is not your fault.
I always knew it had to end like this.
Teurac! (screaming) -No! (power shutting down) They did it.
They killed the power.
You two go to night vision.
I can't see.
Mine's not working.
Just shoot! Wait.
I think I did it.
My night visions are finally working.
(powering up) For someone who couldn't see, you did okay.
(screaming) Braca Braca, can you see Crichton? No, the monitor's gone dead.
Then get me some emergency power now! Natira? Natira, I know you're listening.
If you're betraying me, if anything happens to Crichton Come on, Natira, you'd better make up your mind quick! Scorpius: Answer me.
-Scorpy's gonna kill you no matter what happens here.
You don't believe me? Go in my head and ask the clone how you're gonna die.
Ask him! Natira, ask him.
Where is he? I'm here, Natira.
Tell me Scorpius would never harm me, would he? Now I know why Scorpius found you so enticing.
To possess a beauty like you To feel all of this.
Crichton's right.
Scorpius is going to kill me.
Oh, my lovely, how fortunate you are.
Your death will be painless.
Natira, come get this spike out of my neck.
Forget about him.
If I take it out will you get me on Moya and away from Scorpius? Do we have a deal? Where is Crichton? You said he was here! This is where Rorf said he would be.
They must have moved him.
Obviously.
There's a way out on the lower level.
We must move faster.
What's the matter, Crichton? I can't get Scorpius out of my head and he's not gonna let me go! Don't push him, bitch! Just stop it! -Don't tell me to stop it.
She took out my eye! Peacekeepers! We're on our way to the pickup point, Rygel.
Come and get us now.
On our way, Zhaan.
Out of the way, you slug.
I'm gonna Intruders in the landing bay.
Get a squadron up there now.
Braca.
Braca, signal the Zenetan Pirates.
Zelkin, deploy the Flax.
I repeat, deploy the Flax.
-Zelkin, who you speaking to? Is that a Comm? Hey, easy, easy girl.
Oh, I didn't know you cared.
Kurz, release the Flax.
(screaming) Why the frell aren't we moving? It's the Flax.
We're trapped.
Neural clone: You'll never get away from me, John.
-Let go! Go away.
You're not real.
Neural clone: You'll never get away from me, John.
Go away Scorpius! Move it! Scorpius! Don't shoot Crichton.
I need him alive.
Crichton, get back! There's no escape, John.
No escape, John.
No! (yelling) (growling) (yelling) Let's go! We have a deal, Crichton.
Rorg! Leave him, John.
Natira: Come on! Rorf: Go! Go! Leave him, and come to me.
Crichton! (yelling) Take me to Moya.
Frell you, Crichton? Die alone.
Rorf! My female! My female! D'Argo, you must go back to her.
You must tell her -I will.
I will.
They're coming from both sides.
We're trapped.
Rygel? Rygel? (yelling) Why aren't you here? Rygel! Zhaan.
Is that you, Zhaan? Crais? Has Talyn returned? Sorry about this, but Scorpius will kill me if I don't hold Moya for him.
We're free, Chiana! The Flax has gone.
Kurz? Kurz, what's happening? Kurz? Kurz is dead.
Talyn has destroyed your ship.
I'll take Moya then.
You're not taking anything.
Oh, what a waste.
Crais: Aeryn? Crais.
Talyn has just destroyed the Zenetan ship.
Have you come back to help us? Let's just say that I'm here.
All right.
Hang on a microt.
Stark, Zhaan? Yes, Aeryn, we're here.
Can you remember from the blueprints what runs parallel to the internal corridors? I think there are reverse pressurization chambers.
Where do they lead? To the depository.
Perfect.
Rygel? Yes? Pick up Zhaan and Stark in the waste vents, and come and get us when Talyn's finished.
Finished with what? -Don't ask.
Crais, target off my Comms, and destroy the depository.
Talyn's firepower is massive, Aeryn.
How will you survive the damage? We'll be safe.
Just give us 90 microts and obviously, try not to hit my signal with a direct strike.
Neural clone: Crichton, you want the chip gone? All right, follow me.
Follow you where? -Here.
You want the pain gone? Come to me.
Go down to the depository.
Hide in a container.
That should protect us from Talyn's attack.
Should? -Have you got a better idea? Well Aeryn, I'm, uh I'm going to go to Scorpius.
Frell you are.
D'Argo carry him! It's what Aeryn wants us to do, Pilot.
Destroy the entire building.
This way! It's frelling locked! They're in the depositing room.
Zhaan, I think we've got company.
Rygel! Rygel! Almost there, Zhaan.
Move.
Right! Into the container.
I didn't plan on becoming a deposit.
Rygel: Touching down now, Zhaan.
Let's go! Come on! Talyn firing in 20 microts.
Locking on now.
Talyn firing in 15 microts.
All right, they're in! Let's go! Go! Go! Move! Move! Move! Wait for my signal.
In! Ten microts.
Nine Eight Seven Six Five Four Three Two One.
Fire.
Mine, mine, mine.
(laughing) Can I have this? Can this be mine? We can all have anything we want now, right? Any food, any female, anything? Right? Right! Yeah.
Oh, don't be like them.
You're like me, Chiana.
We did it! This is not like before.
This won't eat the ship.
So cheer up.
We got Crichton back and Aeryn and D'Argo and Jothee, and we're rich.
Perfect.
Yes, but Moya is still extremely ill.
Pilot says that she may never fully recover.
And Rorf and Teurac lost their lives.
So? They knew the risks.
Don't worry about Rorf and Teurac.
On my oath, I will deliver their shares to their families.
Farewell, my friends.
And thank you for teaching me to kill again.
I have to thank you, Crais.
If you hadn't of returned, we all would be dead.
As much as I'd like to take credit for it, I did nothing.
Your attack saved us.
I had little control.
Talyn came to free Moya himself.
You didn't command him? No.
He acted alone.
As much as any of us may want, he has the instincts of a warrior and does exactly as he pleases.
How is Crichton? (softly singing): Daisy, Daisy John I've brought my son Jothee -Give me your answer true to thank you.
-I'm half crazy John? -all for the love of you Neural clone: John, John, John.
John, John, John -Shhh! He's here, um He's here and, um he blames me.
He blames me for killing Scorpius.
So, I've been I've been trying to but I can't Do what? Do what, John? D'Argo, kill me.
D'Argo, please.
Kill me.