(panting)
(groans)
Son of a...!
Crichton.
What are you breaking now?
I'm not breaking anything.
I'm trying to see how our quote-unquote navigation system
quote-unquote works.
You got a microt?
Ain't got no time right now, Chi.
Crichton, I, uh...
I really got to talk.
Chi!
I do not have the time.
You don't have the time?
Okay.
Ah! Son of a...
(groans)
(panting)
(groaning)
(pulsating)
No.
(pulsating stops)
Nerri.
(yells)
Aeryn: That little tralk!
Aeryn, we don't know that Chiana stole your Prowler.
It's gone, isn't it, Crichton?
I did not immediately detect her departure
because several of my control systems have been offline.
She could be thousands of metras away by now.
We found this in the Maintenance Bay.
It had Chiana's blood all over it.
What is it?
I believe it's a Life Disc.
Some species have them surgically implanted.
This creates a permanent life link between those close to them.
Then why would she take it out?
It is no longer functioning.
Which means that whoever Chiana was linked to...
is dead.
Oh, man.
She was trying to talk to me, and I blew her off.
(thundering)
Come on. You've been in worse places.
Who's there?!
Stop pleeking around!
Lemme see you!
(screams)
(snarling)
Sweet nixar.
Let's mark her.
(Chiana 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?
I'm being hunted by an insane military commander.
I'm doing everything I can.
I'm just looking for a way home.
So this entire planet's covered in graves.
It's a Royal Cemetery Planet.
Haven't you ever seen one?
Nope.
Chiana!
Well, where did you bury your leaders on Erp?
Just underground.
Chiana!
Next to where you lived?
That's disgusting. Ugh!
Aeryn: Well, the Prowler checked out all right. At least she landed it in one piece.
Let's go. You can take the Transport.
No. These belong to Chiana.
You coming?
(moans)
Let's go.
Rygel: What are you talking about?
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm staying right here.
Yeah, like anybody cares.
Don't rob the graves, sparky!
How dare you imply that a Hynerian Dominar would...
dese...!
(grunting)
Yotza!
Does this look familiar?
Of course it looks familiar.
That's because each of these tunnels are exactly the same.
Are we lost?
(muffled moans and shrieks)
(moaning)
What are they doing to her?
I have no idea.
Do you see any weapons?
No.
I'll go for Chiana.
I'll pin down the others.
Everybody down! On the ground now! -Chiana!
Move it!
What are you doing?!
No one's ever lasted more than 50 microts in that thing.
I had 'em beat.
Aeryn: I wouldn't if I were you.
You had no right to come after me.
We were worried about you, so we... -How sweet!
Now get the frell out of here.
Chiana. -No, Crichton.
Now I don't have the time.
Hey, ancient.
Who the hell are you talking to?
And who are you?
Molnon.
Taste?
Look at her.
Wow.
Vyna's amazed by you.
Age lines, dead spots.
You're historic, nixar.
Historic?
Molnon: Let's go, Gardas. They're worn out.
Ancients.
Did you catch any of that?
Not much, except all the "I'm worn out" dren.
If you find Chiana, show her this, ask her about it.
Ask her yourself.
Aeryn.
She's pissed at me.
And try not to be too angry about the Prowler.
Be nice.
I'm not good at nice.
Just don't shoot her.
Okay, Rygel. Take me through this one more time.
Why did you leave?
I told you. They left me first.
Pilot lost contact with Crichton and Aeryn several arns ago.
Where did they go?
Down.
Underground.
They went looking for Chiana.
Crichton seems to think she might still be alive.
You frelling Luxan.
What is this?
My private property.
You robbed the dead.
And believe me, that wasn't as easy as it sounds.
Now leave me alone.
Yes, that's right.
Get out.
Bonus.
What do you want?
You forgot this.
It's my brother. Nerri.
He's terminated.
It means he's dead.
I'm sorry.
Hey, I got to show you around this place.
You know what they do if they want you to stay?
They make you run through these, these, these rings of fire,
like, um, naked.
Totally naked.
And once, once you go through that, you, you go into the Sonic Cowl.
That's where I just was.
Your whole body, it vibrates. It's...
You got to try it.
I think you had a little bit too much to drink.
Don't be like Crichton.
Come on. Everyone's so lame on Moya.
Stay with me.
You gotta.
Or at least stay for the Gathering.
And what is that?
Well, Molnon says it's the dradest.
Says it'll blow my mind.
Hey, guy. We didn't meet before.
It's too late.
I don't know what you're talking about.
The Lost People know...
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Focus, man. Come on. Focus right here.
Das.
Time to jump, garda.
New narl emerges.
Clans gather.
It's time to celebrate!
Way back, the ancients dug the Royal Tombs.
But the surface is full,
and the Royals leave.
Now we alone.
(chuckles)
But we live.
We take the Stone.
(deep reverberating hum)
(hum continues)
(hum stops)
Ahh!
What the...?
Frell. It's a sonic net.
You want to explain that?
It's a net sustained by their own voices.
Peacekeepers use them in aerial combat training
and the sound actually cushions your fall.
I'm ready.
(deep reverberating hum)
(hum stops)
Like I said.
Frell.
Das...
Takes the Stone.
Chiana: Drad.
I gotta do that.
(thunder roaring)
(thunder crashing)
Chiana...
Aeryn: Leave her alone, Crichton.
Come on.
Uh, you know what? We're going to sober her up
and get her out of here right now.
That life disc that we found on board Moya was her brother's.
Then he's dead?
Yes. I think that's why she likes it down here.
I think she's trying to prove that she's still alive.
Aeryn, when I need a psych report on Chiana, I'll let you know.
If you try to force her to leave she will stay here just to spite you.
No, she won't.
Later.
And what are they going to do with it?
Soak the skin and harden the bones.
Then Das can be buried in the Gathering Dome.
Your best friend's just died.
All die, nixar.
But you're frightened of it.
Never knowing when it's going to happen. Should I do this? Or do that?
Fear, nixar.
It overwhelms.
Not us. We live, we do what we want.
Liberated, 'cause we take the Stone.
A dead jump. The last.
I know you get it.
Stay with us, nixar.
Celebrate the Stone. It's the second dradest time.
Chiana: Oh? And what's the dradest?
(Zhaan chanting)
Shut up.
(chanting continues)
Shut up!
(chants louder)
Oh, will you please shut up!
I'm doing this for your benefit, Rygel.
Oh, thank you.
Now benefit me elsewhere. I'm trying to sleep.
Have you ever considered that these items might be protected?
Protected? By what?
A curse.
Oh, yotz. The only curse here is you.
And, anyway, if there is a curse, which there's not, it'll just be on me.
Yes, it will.
(groans)
(whimpers)
Aeryn: Vyna.
I'm sorry about Das.
Oh, don't be, nixar.
(swallowing loud)
Should you be doing that?
Taste?
Hey.
What were you talking to Chiana about on the cliff?
When narl comes, Chiana wants to jump.
I gave her my blessing.
(chanting)
Chiana, you got a microt?
Not for you.
All right, fine. You know what?
You made your point and I'm sorry that I ignored you on the ship. Okay?
Crichton, why I'm here, it's not about you.
In case you haven't noticed, I'm not your kid.
I'm not your sister and I'm only your...
your tralk in your dreams.
So, please, please, go away!
I'm trying to help.
I don't want it and I don't need it.
I like it here.
I like these people.
Chiana, you realize that nobody here has a clue.
They're nothing but stoned monkeys who jump off a cliff!
Then you tell me what we're doing on Moya that's so frelling wonderful?
Tell me that.
At least they get to live before they die, Crichton.
That's what I want to do.
You said to me...
you said to me anytime I want to jump ship,
anytime I want to leave.
Well...
see ya.
Feel free to jump in here anytime.
It's Chiana's choice, John.
Great.
That's just great, Aeryn.
You know, I hope if I ever decide to jump in front of a bus
you're not the only one...
Vyna told us you're joining the clan.
You really going to jump?
I might.
Molnon?
Yo, Bob Marley, you seen Molnon?
Forget about it. I'll find him myself.
(sighs in disgust)
Molnon.
(heavy breathing)
No, please, don't!
(whimpering)
Wrong person.
Sorry, didn't mean to hurt you.
You've been following me.
Why?
You old.
But still you live.
What's your name?
Janixx.
What happened to you?
This happen to all of us.
At 22 cycles, if we do not take the Stone.
Gardas and nixars here don't like seeing this,
so we go away.
Hide. Make ourself lost.
Lost? You're one of the Lost People?
Das said he knew why this happened.
He said cliff has answer.
What are you talking about?
I'm lost. Must stay lost.
Crichton: You must be pushing 22 cycles, huh, sport?
I'd say the end is near for you,
whether you take the Stone or not.
You've been talking to the Lost People.
(chuckles)
You true smart.
Yeah, well, it's easy to jump when you know you're going to die.
Chiana's not going to die.
Why drag her into this?
See this?
Three lobes gets you high.
One gets you dead.
Never know which one.
Are we having a failure to communicate here?
I'm not going to talk until you taste.
Ooh, man.
(soft chuckles)
Now since you taste, I talk.
Only thing worth having is a narl, and I want one.
And I'm scared that if next I take the Stone, it claims me.
So Chiana takes my place. She takes the Stone.
Son of a bitch!
You've had your time.
You leave Chiana out of this, just...
She wants to fly.
I tell you truth.
And I'm going to tell her... truth.
(slowly): Truth.
(blurred speech): Only if you remember.
You won't remember.
I'm going to remember.
(laughing)
(three stooges laugh)
(screaming)
Aeryn: Crichton!
Crichton...
Whoa!
Here...
What happened to you?
I had a pissing contest with Molnon.
I won. I think.
It doesn't look like it.
Yeah. Yeah, well...
I got some information.
There's more...
(both grunting)
I, uh...
I, uh... I think I convinced him to get Chiana not to jump.
Aeryn: That's good. That's great.
Crichton: Listen...
I need you to go back to the Transport pod.
Take this tissue sample. I got it from the Lost People.
Scan it up to Zhaan. See if we can find out what...
what's killing these kids.
Where are you going?
To see if this...
(groaning)
Excedrin headache was worth it.
Crichton!
Whoa, whoa...
not so... so loud.
Those morna, they have a real kick to them, don't they?
Mmm...
Hey, um...
Molnon told me what you talked about.
He did?
That's fantastic.
That is fanta...
let us get the hell out of here then.
Oh, no, I'm not leaving.
I'm jumping.
What?
Come on, don t frell with me. You understand.
Chiana, I know that you like Molnon.
But he is using you.
He only wants you here so you'll do the jump and he won't have to.
No, he's not.
I want to jump.
I have to.
Okay.
-Okay.
You want to jump?
Yeah.
But whatever you want,
you cannot want to die.
Well, maybe one day...
you'll understand.
(gasping)
You frelling...
you frelling khan.
You gotta to let me...
you gotta to let me fly.
You gotta to let me fly.
Aeryn: What... what are you doing?
I think it's pretty self-explanatory.
You're not going anywhere. -Yes, I am.
No, you're not. -She wants to jump.
She wants to kill herself.
You can't take her like this.
Yes, I can! -No, you can't!
I c... Aeryn!
What the hell is wrong with you?
You are the pin-up girl for frontal assault.
You should be dragging her back to the ship yourself.
Crichton, just listen to me, will you?
If Chiana really wants to, she's going to find a way to kill herself,
and maybe not here, or now.
So you have to let her work through this on her own.
You cannot take her back to Moya like this.
When did you get so insightful?
I understand loss.
So do I.
Did you scan the tissue samples up to Zhaan?
Aeryn: Yes, I did.
Thank you.
Well, let's get her on the dog and bone.
Whatever that means, Crichton.
Rygel: Now this is what a Dominar's chamber should look like.
Hung with the blood-stained trophies from my conquests.
(Rygel screaming)
This cannot be real.
Yes, I know what's happening.
Talk to me, Zhaan. What have you got?
John, the readings from the tissue samples do indicate long-term radiation exposure.
Yeah, I thought they might.
But according to your readings, the radiation level is only 76 trads.
Is that high or low?
Low, I would have thought.
Huh. Is that too low to make somebody sick?
D'Argo: Yes.
But Pilot thinks that the cliff chamber you're describing
may be acting as an amplifier which would increase the exposure.
Aeryn: I imagine that would be the reason why they all die at twenty two cycles.
I believe it would.
Crichton: Maybe Das figured that out.
You know, maybe he knew if the clans moved out of the caves,
they'd stop dying so young.
They wouldn't have a reason to take the Stone.
Thanks, guys.
We'll all be back up real soon.
Goddess be with you, John.
Curse my mivonks.
I know what you're up to and it's not going to work.
What are you talking about?
Rygel: It's you that's making everything in my chamber cursed.
But I'm not returning any of it, no matter what you do.
I'm keeping it all, you hear me?
Everything!
(Vyna screaming)
Do you need help? Can I get someone for you?
Vyna: No, don t touch me!
We give birth alone, as our clans prepare the Gathering.
Yes, and somebody has to do the bungee without the rope,
except this time it's our friend jumping.
Ah, it s too late, garda!
Now go!
(screaming) Leave!
Listen, Vyna, we know why you all die young here.
Crichton: It's radiation.
We think that Das knew it, too.
He knew there was a way to stop the jumps.
Das? Oh, my poor Das.
Aeryn: Vyna, if you move out of these caves and up to the surface,
you can all live longer lives. Your child can, too.
Crichton: We need you to talk to the clans.
If they hear it from you, they'll believe it.
No one ever has to jump again.
(screaming)
Molnon didn't make Das jump, garda.
The rules of the clan did.
Das understood.
In the final, Das scoped that truth.
You let him die?
Vyna: No!
He took the Stone!
He'll live forever now.
(screaming)
Look at you. You're old.
You're worn out!
Now, go!
Aaghh, just go!
(Vyna continues screaming)
(sobbing)
Chiana, don't.
Listen to me, all of you.
There's radiation in the rocks.
That's what's killing the Lost People. That's what's killing all of you.
(chuckles)
Garda doesn't understand.
He's old!
Crichton: That's right.
I'm old.
And you can be old just like me.
(Molnon chuckles)
I don't want to be ancient, garda.
Move to the surface. Live as long as you can.
The surface belongs to the Royals and their tombs.
(hisses)
You think that Janixx has it bad?
Wait till you see what this does to your face.
Crichton, get the frell out of here! This is about me.
Chiana, shut up and don't move another step!
Ready, boy?
There's your Stone.
What do you say?
Want to take it together?
Tick, tick, tick.
Time's running out.
Garda doesn't understand.
We want the Stone.
(hisses)
(all hiss)
Oh, you think?
Let the clans decide.
Let the clans vote!
Molnon: Clans will vote.
(Molnon chuckles)
What they scope, I'll follow.
You satisfied?
Chiana, I'm just trying...
You can't help me.
Rygel: They're just trying to scare me.
Get me to cut them in.
Well, they can forget about that.
It's not going to work.
(metallic clank)
Who's there?
(chuckles nervously)
Yotz! There's nothing wrong with any of this. Nothing!
You hear that?
I am Rygel the Sixteenth.
You can't scare me!
(gasps)
All right.
All right, I'll take it back.
All of it. I promise.
Just make it stop.
(screams)
Pilot, is the Transport fueled?
Crichton: Yo, Molnon.
How'd the vote go?
You got no idea, garda.
No idea. All the clans, every one, voted to stay.
To keep jumping.
What?
They didn't believe the radiation was killing them?
No, they don't believe. They know what's killing them.
I'm rechanting the Gathering. They want the Stone.
I've already told Chiana.
I've given her a head start.
It's going to be drad.
Hey, Molnon.
Please, just wait. Just...
Why does it always end in tears?
(thunder crashes)
Hey, old man.
Chiana... -Don't come any closer.
I won't.
Have the clans voted?
Yeah.
And they're going to stop jumping?
No.
They voted to keep jumping.
They want to die.
I just can't believe that you want to die.
Never had any courage.
As a kid, Nerri gave me everything. I just... I just followed him.
You've shown me courage plenty of times.
I got to see if I can do this, Crichton.
And if you die?
(humming single note)
(humming ceases)
Chiana!
You did it!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
I did it?
Woo!
(both laughing)
I did it!
(thunder crashing)
It's been three arns, John.
Just give it a few more microts, okay?
Lately...
do I seem...
a little crazy to you?
What do you mean, "lately"?
Well, I ate one of Molnon's mushrooms.
One in four gets you dead.
Was that supposed to get Chiana out of here more quickly, John?
You eating a mushroom?
(loud grunt) (metallic clattering)
Rygel, we're out of here in 90 microts with or without you.
I'm going as fast as I can.
Hey, old man.
Hey, little girl.
You okay?
Yeah.
You know...
Molnon was right about one thing.
The jump was incredible.
You should have tried it.
Nah, I'm too old.
It's time to go.
Chiana: Let's get out of this dead place.
(hisses)