D'Argo: 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 bed rest.
This may help stabilize you until Crichton returns with the 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!
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.
Pilot: 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 labor.
She chooses now to go into labor?
It's a little inconvenient.
She has little choice. And she is very frightened.
Pilot, that's a natural reaction during a birthing cycle.
Moya tells me that this is not a natural birthing cycle.
She's now certain that there is something 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, uh, the other one.
What other one?
Gilina.
Or 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, Aeryn.
I cannot infiltrate that base without being detected.
Well, I can.
(groaning)
(gasping)
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.
Well, 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 then I can help him.
I'm hoping Crichton will be strong enough to fight the chair.
...brell phase distortion.
Flight recorder getting all this?
What do you call the maneuver we're doing now?
Slingshot.
Holy mother, it's a wormhole.
...it's unstable.
(screaming)
Crais: There's no use resisting, Crichton.
The chair will rip the memories from you, even if you fight it.
I'm not resisting.
The chair says he is.
He's holding something back.
Crais: Then increase the extraction.
Show us what you're blocking!
I'm not blocking.
(strained laughter)
About wormholes.
(screaming)
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?
...being hunted by an insane military commander...
...doing everything I can...
I'm just looking for a way home.
(faint electronic signal)
What are you doing there?
Don't talk to me!
Stay!
You stay where you are!
Don't talk to me!
There's no talking to me!
I do my talking in the chair.
Ah.
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 that?
No!
Stop.
If you don't stop, I'm going to have to kill you.
Give it a couple days.
I think Scorpy and Peacekeeper Barbie will do it for you.
(growling)
You're not crazy.
Are you, Stark?
No.
But if they think I am,
they don't bother me so much.
So what you 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 it can only try one sequence at a time.
(laughing)
(coughing)
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, won't you?
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 one hundred sessions.
Oh.
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 all right?
I'm fine.
Any sign they've spotted us, D'Argo?
Nothing's tracking.
The scanning blind that Gilina created seems to be holding.
Let's hope so.
Zhaan: What about when we land?
There won't be any sensors up top.
The sensors would give away that there's a Gammak Base underground.
Distorted voice: John!
Who's there?
John? John?
Where's that voice coming from?
Shut up!
Don't say a word.
Crichton: Gilina?
John, keep your back to the camera.
They can see but they can't hear.
I remember. I... I remember.
Did you get the 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 that? Who you talking to?
It's a friend. She can help us get out of here.
Now we both have a secret to keep.
Gilina, I need some help.
I need you to get them off my back for awhile.
I'll think of something.
John, don't worry.
I've got to go now.
I can't stay tapped in for long.
Thanks.
(rumbling)
Pilot: Moya's data stores indicate it may be best to get the offspring out as fast as possible.
How the yotz do we do that?
It says we can try blasting the tranix 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.
And those are only the official ones with my wives.
Well then, you should know something about this.
Or 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.
(rumbling intensifies)
Oh!
Technician: Okay, I'm patched in here. Try it again.
Niem: Hurry up!
Scorpius wants maximum power now.
We just have to reroute the annex cable.
We're onto it.
Alex, you need some help?
Oh, hi Gilina. Yeah, you're not wrong.
Uh, if you put the double cabling on-line,
uh, I can finish patching in.
Oh, sure, all right then, well...
you know all this better than me.
-Mmm. -Mmm.
Thanks.
(beeping)
Niem: Status report. Are we back on-line?
Technician: Checking power levels now. Just a few microts.
Niem: Good.
Niem: Are we ready?
Technician: All levels are go.
Technician: Calibration complete.
Niem: The chair is ready, Scorpius.
Good.
Follow us.
Come on... come on...
Gilina: 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, no, no, that's the thing I'm blocking.
Trust me.
I do trust you. I do.
-Then remember the kiss. -Scorpy!
-Move back, Stark! Get inside! -But Scorpy, let me get into the chair!
Scorpy! Will 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 that you're holding something back.
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?
(laughing)
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.
(screaming and gasping)
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.
(electronic tone intensifies)
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.
Well, 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, hmm?
Crichton: I don't know.
Kind of 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.
That's a lie!
No, it's not.
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 from it by the Peacekeepers?
Yes, but...
How does Crichton know this?
He must have stolen it from a database...
While in security three containment?
Look, I don't know how he did it, but what you saw on there is not true.
Of course, it's not.
But there's only one way to be sure it is a lie.
How?
For you to go in the chair.
(chuckles)
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 in your hearts if 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 found an access shaft.
I should be able to get to the base and look for Crichton.
Are you strong enough?
I better be.
Stop.
(Crichton coughing)
I don't know how she did it.
But she did it.
Rest, Crichton.
No. No, no, no, we've got to do something.
I gotta get that door open.
(gasping)
Here.
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 Banik slave race.
Outsiders think that we do not feel
but it's only that our feelings don't always show.
Just as this can hide our feelings.
We're also able to cloud thoughts from our minds.
What I know deep inside,
Peacekeepers will never see.
I did everything I could to avoid him!
The recruiter is here to pick you up.
I'm counting on you to protect him.
Do you understand?
Bialar!
(screaming)
Who is that?
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.
(screaming)
I don't know anything!
Sir.
Is there surveillance inside this cell?
No.
Aeryn.
Chiana told me what you did for me.
Thank you.
What are you doing here?
The paraphoral tissue takes at least ten solar days before...
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 risers,
this is where they're going to surface.
I hope those things work.
Otherwise, there is not much to stand between us and them.
I always wanted to ask you, D'Argo.
That Qualta 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 unconventional weapons.
My own great grandfather died in that war.
When the final days come, Luxans believe that the Qualta 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 Qualta blade and I can cut stones for you.
Look, I'm not going to say this again. There is nothing in there.
Aeryn: I'm just telling you what I picked up from Crais' carrier.
-What's going on? -Shh.
I detected an unauthorized magnetic pulse coming from somewhere on this...
There is no signal coming from in there.
Mm-hmm.
Look, I'll prove it to you.
See? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
(beeping)
What the frell is that?
Obviously nothing.
(trilling)
(device beeping faster)
Get out of it, Stark.
How could you?
You were right.
I'll move him to another cell.
They don't need to be moved.
Why not?
Because they're coming with me.
She's with me!
Who is she?
That is the radiant Aeryn Sun.
Stark: How many Peacekeepers do you know on this base?
Are you all right, Crichton?
Yeah.
How 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.
(gasps)
So now I know why you tried to fight the chair.
Hmm.
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.
Computer: Level one security breach.
This is Scorpius.
Guard: 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. Go.
You first.
Peacekeepers.
Come on. This way.
Just go.
Come on.
In here.
Keep searching.
Pilot: Oh, no.
What do you mean, "oh, no"?
To give birth, Moya must equalize 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 eighteen microts.
Eighteen microts! Well, where do we go?
My den's stable.
That's lucky for you, isn't it, prabakto?
We can't get to you in eighteen microts.
There are pressure tanks in Maintenance Bay six.
I suggest you go. Go now.
(screaming)
(grunting)
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 ten microts.
Alright then!
(alarm sounding)
Right. Any other ways off the base?
They're sealing all the access shafts.
It means they're shutting down everything.
There's got to be some way out of here.
No way. Everything else, even the lock they just put on,
you need an Ident Chip from a senior officer.
All right, let's go bag a senior officer.
No, I'll do it, Crichton.
You stay with him.
Excuse me, I'm just making myself comfortable.
What is that?
Uh, what?
That.
Oh, it's nothing.
Where's your hand, slug-face?
It, it's down there.
(laughing)
I know. Keep it in your caftan, pal.
Pilot!
Oh...
Pilot!
I'm very busy now, Chiana.
You two okay?
How's Moya?
Oh, yes.
The offspring's coming now.
I can see it.
I must go, Chiana.
(straining)
(breaking wind)
(moans)
(high-pitched voice): What was that?
(high-pitched voice): Ah, nothing, eh? Just a bit of helium.
Helium. -Yes, I...
I don't like being in confined spaces.
I... I get nervous.
You're disgusting.
Hmm?
(explosion)
(shuddering)
Captain Crais.
What are you doing in this chair?
Who's that?
Who's there?
I suppose I shouldn't expect you to recognize my voice.
Did Scorpius send you?
Release me from this chair.
Why?
So that you can kill me, the way that you killed Lieutenant Teeg?
Who...
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.
But I am no longer a Peacekeeper.
You are a Peacekeeper for life!
On the oath you...
Your oath means nothing to me.
You made sure of that. You destroyed everything.
I lost everything because of you.
Aeryn Sun...
Do you know what I learned while I was 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.
(grunting)
I will make you watch your life.
(electronic whirring)
(screaming)
(screaming continues)
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?
(chuckling)
Gilina, can we talk about this another time?
No.
No, I don't think we can.
You want me to go with you.
You want me to give up everything I know,
so you must answer me.
Do you want to be with her?
(shuffling sound above)
Aeryn: Only me. Let's go.
(grunts)
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. -Come on.
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
and 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.
(men shouting in the distance)
Where's Gilina?
She's not coming with us.
What? What'd you say to her?
I didn't say anything to her.
It's a decision she made on her own.
I got to get her.
Crichton, we don't have time for this.
She has gone. It's what she wants.
Come on.
(electronic chirping)
(Rygel grunting)
(moaning)
(high-pitched voice): Pilot!
Pilot, are we re-pressurized yet?!
Yes.
You can get out now.
(grunts)
(coughing)
Finally.
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.
Chiana: That's Moya's child?
Yes.
But 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,
but 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 way forward.
Well, is he going to shoot his way out of Moya?
I think so.
Pilot, can you force an atmosphere I can breathe into that vent?
Yes. Yes, I think so.
Maybe... maybe I can climb down the internal shaft and cut a seam,
so the child can get itself free.
You'd better hurry.
D'Argo: It's good to see you again.
Zhaan: Come on. They're not far behind.
The Transport Pod is this way. Let's go.
Keep your weapons ready.
Peacekeeper: Let's go!
Heskon: Eight and nine. Load weapons!
D'Argo: Aeryn, watch out!
Zhaan: Cover me, Aeryn!
Go.
(Crichton yelling)
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.
(laughing)
Okay, uh...
Don't shoot me, baby Moya.
Just, um... stay nice and calm.
Nice and calm.
What were you keeping from him?
The memory of a place I saw when I was a boy.
Must've 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 that weapon's primed to fire.
So let it fire.
Tell Moya 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.
(both laughing)
(Peacekeepers screaming)
Not yet!
-Let me get out of here! -I can't stop it!
Get out now!
Just get out!
Run, Chiana, run!
(screaming)
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.
(laughing)
Shoot him, Gilina.
Shoot him!
(moaning)
Gilina!
We must get back to the Transport Pod.
The firewall is dissipating.
(Gilina moans)
Pilot: Before she left the Gammak Base,
Gilina scrambled the scanning datafiles.
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.
Thank you, 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, let Zhaan's medicine do its work.
You'll be fine in a little while.
(heavy breathing)
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've found out about me.
Found out that I...
I love you.
Gilina.
(gasp of pain)
Crichton: Zhaan...
Stark: 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.
(exhaling)
Oh, it's beautiful.
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've loved me?
Yeah.