Crais: The invitation was for all of you.
The others are still in the Transport Pod.
Prudent, but unnecessary.
Talyn, scan Officer Sun.
(beeping)
Unarmed, as I requested.
And you are still armed. How are we supposed to trust you?
Talyn, I am now engaging privacy mode and full manual overrides.
I will relink with you within the arn.
My mind and Talyn's...
(grunts)
...are no longer joined.
I am, therefore...
defenseless.
Rygel: Pilot, has Talyn grown bigger since last we saw him?
His, uh, cannon... sure looks bigger.
He has indeed grown.
Moya is pleased that's he's healthy and happy.
Huh. How happy can he be under the control of that madman, Crais?
Quite happy, or so he claims.
And he insists that Crais hasn't mistreated him.
Crichton: Is that Talyn talking or Crais?
Evidently Talyn. Crais has removed the neural transponder.
I called for a truce, Crichton.
I'm a man of my word.
Oh, yeah? When did that start?
Ka D'Argo.
Pa'u Zhaan.
A Banik slave?
A Banik, yes, but no longer a slave.
You were at Scorpius' Gammak Base.
A prisoner with Crichton.
I'm flattered you remember me.
My name is Stark.
Shall we skip the meet and greet?
Why did you call us?
Despite my best efforts, Talyn is becoming more aggressive, more destructive.
You must help me disarm him.
Disarm Talyn?
Mmm, are mother and child still catching up on old times?
Yep. They're chattering away like a pair of bleethiks.
Yes, well what are the others chattering about?
Well, I don't know. -They've been over there forever.
I can't believe Crais is that good a conversationalist.
Another vessel is approaching fast.
It's a Plokavian ship.
Oh, is that good or bad?
Bad... very bad.
What's Talyn doing?
Oh, that cannon's definitely grown.
Rygel: Crichton!
What the frell is going on over there?
There's another Plokavian ship heading towards us.
Great. Can Talyn go two-for-two?
How soon can we Starburst?
I'm just asking.
Talyn stopped talking to Moya.
Pilot, we're on our way back.
Crank up the docking web, open the barn door, and pull us in A.S.A.P.
Pilot: Watch your trajectory!
Talyn's going into Starburst.
Crichton! You must hurry!
A second Plokavian vessel is closing in.
We're rolling as fast as we can.
Not fast enough.
(electrical buzzing)
(grunting)
Crichton?
Crichton!
Anybody?
(electrical hissing)
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.
(groans)
How is everybody?
D'Argo's still out, but he doesn't seem to be hurt.
Crichton: Where's Aeryn?
We don't know. She wasn't here when we all awoke.
Aeryn!
Aeryn?
Pilot. Sparky.
No. The Comms aren't working.
Whatever immobilized us in the Transport Pod knocked out the Comms as well.
The Dampening Net.
It's the only Plokavian weapon that isn't lethal.
Aeryn?
Aeryn!
Wow! How far down does that go?
(hawking)
(reverberating clunk)
That's a long way down.
Either that or they've got deep shag carpet.
You?! This is all your fault!
Stop it! -But he...
Quiet. Cut it out.
(D'Argo breathing heavily)
Where the hezmana are we?
Some kind offloading hubcap.
Hoobkap?
Where's Aeryn?
Good question.
Bad answer.
I have told you, no one is responsible.
Gahv: Someone is.
You destroyed a Plokavian vessel.
Fento: You say Talyn is a living ship.
Is Talyn responsible?
There is no way that Talyn could have fired that cannon on his own.
His manual overrides were engaged.
Then one of you must have fired it.
The one who fled on Talyn.
Uh... Crais.
Could he have done it?
He was nowhere near the weapon's console.
We don't believe you.
Are you protecting him?
No.
Look, if I wanted to lie it would be easy to blame it on Crais, wouldn't it?
After all, he and Talyn fled, did they not?
If they hadn't, would it make a difference to your story?
No.
You're lying.
You don't want to see either of them dispersed.
Look, I am not lying.
And I don't want to see anyone dispersed.
Not even the guilty party?
There is no guilty party.
I'm telling you, it must have been an accident.
Ridiculous!
We should just execute all of you.
Then we could be sure that the guilty party was punished.
(water splashing gently)
Do I offend your senses?
No.
You seem distressed.
(hissing)
Did you do it?
You are protecting yourself, aren't you?
No. I'm telling you what happened.
Tell me again, without the lies!
Start from where the others joined you on Talyn.
(hissing)
All right.
D'Argo, Zhaan, and Stark followed Crichton in.
Pa'u Zhaan, join us.
A Banik slave?
Zhaan: Banik, yes, but no longer a slave.
You were on Scorpius' Gammak Base.
A prisoner with Crichton.
Flattered you remember me.
My name is Stark.
Crichton: Shall we skip the meet and greet?
Why did you phone us?
Despite my best efforts, Talyn is becoming more aggressive, more destructive.
I need your help to disarm him.
Disarm Talyn?
Not entirely. We still need to protect ourselves, of course.
I merely wish to make his armament non-lethal by trading his main cannon
for a Dampening Net which will incapacitate hostile vessels.
Where will you obtain a Dampening Net?
From a Plokavian arms dealer.
The Plokavians? Are you serious?
Who are the Plokavians?
They're a race who build powerful and dangerous weapons.
Yes. However, what I want is a simple Dampening Net.
Peacekeeper lies!
This has to be a trap to get more dangerous weapons aboard Talyn.
Hear him out, D'Argo.
Leave D'Argo alone.
He has a point.
If Crais is right about this Dampening Net being non-lethal
then maybe it's a good thing for Talyn.
Exactly.
We would need to supervise the installation, of course.
Certainly.
I see a potential difficulty here.
What if Talyn doesn't want us frelling with his weaponry?
He will if I say it's okay.
Crais: I need your help, and Moya's,
to convince Talyn to accept the modifications.
I will not be a party to this.
Yeah, I have a problem.
I mean, come here. What do we know about these Plakavoids?
It's Plokavians, John and how much do we really need to know?
It's a simple transaction.
One that benefits Talyn.
Well, I'm not sure I agree.
I'm going to have to think about this and perhaps even meditate on the subject.
D'Argo: Enough thinking!
If we really want to help Talyn, then we should kill Crais!
Crichton: I am up for that.
No! That doesn't help anything. -Indeed not.
Talyn would become more destructive without my guidance.
You mean, your control!
I can only control him to a point.
I can't even convince him to use his weapons as a last resort.
Aeryn: Well, perhaps there I might have more success.
I am willing to link up with Talyn for a direct conversation.
But Crais is the only one that Talyn trusts.
That is Talyn's mistake.
How are we gonna trust Crais again?
Crais: I have not misused Talyn's power.
I've only used it in self-defense.
Zhaan: Well, maybe Crais is right, John.
We do know of Talyn's encounter with the Halosians.
Crais: They attacked us.
It was all that I could do to stop Talyn from utterly destroying them.
Crichton: Aeryn, what a stack of dren.
D'Argo: I still say we kill Crais.
Well I don't know who to believe.
I have changed, Crichton.
My only concern is for Talyn's protection.
Left unchecked, his aggressiveness will lead to disaster.
(beeping)
The Plokavian vessel's here.
Plokavian: Crais, we've arrived.
Yes. You're ahead of schedule.
Your ship is still active.
Manual override is engaged, as is privacy mode.
Talyn is no longer monitoring this conversation.
As you wish.
They are armed.
Very well armed.
Perhaps we'd better raise the Defense Screen just in case.
No. That may be interpreted as a sign of bad faith.
But with Talyn's defensives on manual override, he can't defend himself.
Is there a problem, Crais?
No problem.
Let's discuss the terms of our agreement.
Who fired that shot?!
Nobody and Proximity Sensors were switched off.
I must communicate with Talyn and find out.
Turn off the privacy mode, we'll tell him ourselves.
Aeryn, don't give him back that transponder.
I have another!
You frelled us!
Stark: What's happening?
Aeryn: He's taking over Talyn again.
Leave my ship now!
You have to stay and explain this to the Plokavian authorities!
No, Aeryn! We have to go now! Come on! -I can't let you do this!
Go!
I would have tried to remove Crais's Transponder and
forced him to stay, but the others wouldn't risk it.
So, we all left in the Transport Pod
and watched Talyn Starburst away under Crais' control.
So, the cannon just went off my itself.
No one had anything to do with it.
You understand we might find that difficult to accept.
It's the truth.
That little dren!
(Rygel muttering)
(sniffing)
Why aren't you on the Command?
There's no food on the Command.
You are supposed to be negotiating with the Plokavians!
We've got to get the others back.
They won't negotiate.
Ha, they won't even respond.
So, unless you have any bright ideas...
(metal groaning)
Pilot?
Oh!
Feels like we're moving.
Pilot, are we moving?
Yes.
Moya's looking for Talyn.
Huh! Talyn Starburst away.
Moya hasn't got a skizzik's chance of finding him.
She may not, but she wishes to try anyway.
Well, what about Crichton and the others?
Our absence will not change their situation.
However, if Moya locates Talyn,
she might persuade him to return with us and help free them.
Might?
Well, there's, uh...
there's nothing to hold onto.
Where would we go anyway?
(sighs)
Sooner or later, one of us is going to have to find a bathroom.
(laughing)
I really wish you hadn't said that.
(hydraulic clank) -What's that?
Zhaan: Aeryn.
Crichton: Aeryn. You okay?
(clanging)
Where have you been?
Being questioned by the Plokavians.
They want to know what happened aboard Talyn.
We'll all be questioned. Don't lie to them. Lying will get us all executed.
What did you tell them? -The truth.
(sighing)
Oh God, I missed you so much.
God! I was so worried about you!
Play along.
Gahv: Pa'u Zotoh Zhaan.
I missed you, too, John. Hold me.
Are they listening?
I have to assume so.
I told them no one was responsible for firing Talyn's weapons,
that he must have malfunctioned.
That's not much of a story.
Only one I had.
(door slams) We got to let the others know.
Zhaan: John!
But, but...
Frell.
Ah, ah, that's one reason Crais called for us.
Ah, Talyn had been experiencing some ah, problems with his circuitry.
Gahv: Please resume your testimony.
You are about to enter Talyn's bridge.
Ah, yes. Ah, Crichton went first and... and um...
Crais: You were on Scorpius' Gammak Base.
A prisoner with Crichton.
I'm flattered you remember me.
My name is Stark.
Crichton: Can we skip the meet and greet?
Why did you call us?
Crais: Despite my best efforts, Talyn's becoming
more aggressive, more destructive.
You must help me disarm him.
Aeryn: Disarm Talyn?
Crais: Not entirely. We still need to defend ourselves, of course.
I merely wish to make his armament non-lethal
by trading his main cannon for a Dampening Net
which will incapacitate hostile vessels.
Where will you obtain a Dampening Net?
From a Plokavian arms dealer.
Plokavians?!
Oh, I've heard of them. Quite far advanced technologically.
Strong believers in truth and justice.
D'Argo: So you wish to trade Talyn's main cannon with these Plokavians
in exchange for a Dampening Net?
Crais: Precisely.
Given that Talyn's circuitry has been prone to malfunction lately,
equipping him with a non-lethal weapon would seem to me
to be in everyone's best interests.
Except I don't trust you.
John, it pains me to realize you still haven't forgiven me for my past misdeeds.
However, you can supervise the installation yourself.
You'll need our help and Moya's if you want to sedate Talyn for the modifications.
Oh, wow. That, I...
I hadn't thought about that.
Talyn might not want to give up his cannon, right?
Talyn was designed by Peacekeepers. Peacekeepers never give up their weapons.
Good point.
Aeryn: But it's in his best interest, so we should let Crais do it.
Yeah, I guess we should.
Sounds very reasonable to me.
Mmm.
Fento: You're saying that nobody had a problem with Crais' plan?
Oh, no, of course they did, um...
And that's when D'Argo lost his temper.
Gahv: And why did he do that?
Well, he's a Luxan, and Luxans are subject to fits of hyper-rage.
Well... and he lost his son, you know.
That made him edgy.
What are you talking about, John?
I will not be a party to this!
Why not, D'Argo?
What if he's lying? What if this is just a trick
to get even worse weapons aboard Talyn?
Oh, yeah, th-that's a good point. D'Argo makes a good point...
D'Argo is thinking with his mivonks again.
A Plokavian Dampening Net is just what Talyn needs.
If this is a trick, Crais, I'll break your neck.
No trick. I just want to help Talyn.
He doesn't need your help.
He most certainly does.
Talyn would be even more destructive without my guidance.
Don't you mean your control?
I only control him to a point.
Believe me, it's been hard to convince Talyn that the use of his weapons
should only be as a last resort.
Let me communicate with him. I'll teach him to behave.
Officer Sun, Talyn trusts me.
I sure don't.
John, I have not misused Talyn's power.
I've only fired his cannons in self-defense.
Zhaan: Yes, he may be speaking the truth.
Consider his encounter with the Halosians. He could've destroyed them, but he didn't.
Crais: Correct.
They attacked us, but I showed restraint.
Now doesn't that demonstrate my good intentions?
(beeping)
The Plokavian's vessel is here.
Aeryn: Let's finalize arrangements.
Plokavian: Crais, we're here.
Crais: Right on schedule.
Your ship is still active.
Manual override... -Beautiful ship, isn't it?
Mmm.
Quite aesthetically pleasing.
Weapons Console malfunction.
Aeryn: No, no, stay away!
Crichton: We have to disarm it.
Aeryn: You might set it off.
The Plokavians will have great difficulty believing there was an accident.
We'd better go!
No. If the authorities arrive, you and Talyn should be here to explain.
I can't take that chance.
Leave now, or I'll force you!
He has another transponder.
Now, go!
Zhaan: There was nothing we could do, so...
we boarded the Transport Pod to return to Moya...
and, um...
and that's when you captured us.
Any more questions?
(low growl)
This is the weirdest hoosegow I've ever been in.
Slammer, clink, jail, prison.
Just how many of them have you been in?
Just what are you implying?
Zhaan, How'd it go?
I told them what I saw. I hope they believe me.
If they don't, we all die.
I know that.
Gahv: Stark!
Just see that you remember it.
D'Argo. Chill out, bro.
(growls)
(cage closes)
He said he only wanted a Dampening Net, but I didn't believe him.
Gahv: Why not?
He's, uh... an ex-Peacekeeper captain
who abandoned his own people and abducted Talyn.
He's completely power-mad.
The reformed Crais is just an act.
Crichton wasn't buying it, either.
You expect us to help you.
You must help me.
Talyn is refusing to permit any modifications.
Aeryn: Good for Talyn.
Evidently, your control over him isn't as absolute as you thought.
D'Argo: John, give me the word and I'll break his neck.
You don't dare.
Talyn will be lost without my guidance.
He needs a captain. He chose me.
Well, perhaps we should override that choice.
I have not misused Talyn's power.
I've only fired his cannons in self-defense.
As you did with the Halosians.
They attacked us.
I spared their lives.
I'm not a killer.
I don't care what you say. We're not going to help you.
You'll regret this. I assure you.
(beeping)
The Plokavians are here.
Plokavian: Crais, your ship is still active.
Never mind.
Our deal is cancelled.
I cannot permit that.
The contract stands.
Gahv: That's not what the others told us.
You want us to believe they're protecting Crais?!
No.
They're protecting Talyn.
They know you'd have to destroy Talyn to bring Crais to justice.
Fento: And you don't care about Talyn?
Not as much as I care about the others.
Besides, you may never catch them.
(Rygel sighs deeply)
Any sign of Talyn?
None.
Moya is completely wasting her time.
Pilot, we really should head back now.
Moya wants to keep looking.
She's not looking; she's flying around in circles!
We are following a spiral search pattern of my own devising,
which maximizes the possibility that we...
That we completely lose our bearings and never find our way back to the others!
I'm doing as Moya wishes. Do not question us!
(Rygel snickers) Well done, Chiana.
You could have a fine career as a diplomat.
Frell you, Rygel.
Given your excellent way with words.
(laughing)
(D'Argo huffing)
Watch your step. It's a long way down.
Keep bothering me and I'll test that theory by throwing you over it.
Just trying to cheer you up.
Don't bother.
Fento: Prisoners, your testimonies do not correspond.
Unless we hear the truth, you will all be executed!
What did you say to them?
Leave me alone. -Tell me!
Stark: I said get away from me!
My mask! Give me my mask!
What's happening to him?
Help me! My mask!
Help me!
My mask!
Help me!
Shh!
What the hell was that?
My mask keeps my energies in check. I...
I wasn't prepared to lose it. I...
I lost control. I wasn't focused.
D'Argo, that didn't help.
Oh, and Stark's lies will?
Gahv: Ka D'Argo!
I'll tell them what I really saw.
Plokavians?
Are you farhbot?
And who are the Plokavians?
Barbarians. Murderers.
Builders of horrific weapons.
Uh, shatter grenades.
Novatrin gas. Seismic disruptors.
They're frelling savages who deal in death.
Gahv: Savages!
That was the word he used.
Then Aeryn decided to step in and defend Crais.
Crais only wants a Dampening Net.
D'Argo: Dren!
I think he wants to equip Talyn with even deadlier weapons.
You know what I think?
I think you are right.
Crais: Not at all.
You can supervise the installation yourself.
No, we must leave now!
You can't leave.
I need your help and Moya's to sedate Talyn for the modifications.
We will not be a party to this.
Stark: We must stop the Plokavians.
They're evil.
Their weapons have helped enslave many worlds,
including mine.
Crais: But this weapon will help Talyn.
I think I know how to help Talyn.
Why don't we break Crais' neck?
I am down with that.
(sighs)
Violence will not solve the problem.
Crais: Indeed not. Killing me would harm Talyn.
He would be even more destructive without my guidance.
You mean, your control?
I only control him to a point.
I could help with that, if you'd let me.
He won't.
He wants to keep Talyn's powers for his own selfish purposes.
Yeah.
I have not misused Talyn's power.
I've only fired in self-defense.
He may be right.
We do know of Talyn's encounter with the Halosians.
He stopped Talyn from destroying them.
(electronic beeping)
The Plokavians are here.
Oh, tell them you've changed your mind.
Don't deal with them.
Plokavian : Crais, we've arrived.
Ahead of schedule.
Your vessel has not been sedated.
Crais: Privacy mode is engaged.
Talyn can't hear this conversation.
D'Argo: It's well-armed.
Look at the cargo analysis.
Novatrin gas.
Eats you alive, from the inside out.
We can't let Crais get near these monsters.
We have to strike first.
D'Argo: Stop!
(shrieks)
What have you done?
Give it up, Crais.
Stark frelled you, Crais.
Yeah, you're not getting this back either.
He's got another transponder.
(gasps)
What's happened?
He's back in control of Talyn.
Did you think that I'd give her my only transponder?
Now, get off my ship!
Gahv: Stark fired the cannon.
Yes, but I will never mourn the death of someone who deals in Novatrin gas.
Then why turn Stark in?
Because the rest of us should not be responsible for something that he alone did.
(snorts)
D'Argo's testimony's going to get me executed.
I'm sure of it.
But you didn't fire the cannon.
I know I didn't.
You have to believe me.
I didn't do it.
Hey!
I'm sorry I yelled at you.
It's just, it's... it's been over three arns.
Just between you and me, wh-what are our chances of finding Talyn?
Minuscule.
So, what are we doing?
Moya feels guilty.
Why? Because... because Talyn blew up some weapons dealer?
Well if you ask me, they had it coming.
Talyn's her son, Chiana.
She feels responsible for what he does.
Yeah, but doesn't she also feel responsible for D'Argo, Crichton... Zhaan?
Aeryn?
Don't you?
You're the Pilot.
Aren't you?
I will not force her to abandon the search.
But I will ask her.
But what if they manage to escape in the Transport Pod, and...
and we're not there to get them?
Moya understands your concern,
(sighs)
and she agrees with it.
She does?
I'm setting a return course now.
Gahv: John Crichton!
(door slams)
Fento: Who fired the cannon?
Nobody did.
Must have been a malfunction.
D'Argo: Stark was at the Weapons Console.
He was frantic.
Before I could stop him, he fired the cannon.
D'Argo said that?
Fento: Was he lying?
He...
was confused.
Stark's never even been aboard Talyn.
He probably wouldn't know how to find the Weapons Console.
Aeryn: Stark offered to raise Talyn's Defense Screen.
He started towards the Weapons Console,
but I stopped him before he could touch anything.
Well that makes sense.
D'Argo sees Stark near the Weapons Console so after the big bang,
he assumes it's Stark because Stark was the closest.
Zhaan: Well, no one ever approached the Weapons Console.
When it malfunctioned,
Crichton started toward it but Aeryn told him not to touch it.
Fento: Then you were the closest.
Look, you guys have gotta understand something.
Everybody's stories are gonna be a little different.
Nobody sees things the exact same way.
Fento: We do!
What, ten Plokavoids see a fender bender.
Do you get ten identical reports?
Gahv: Yes.
Well, the rest of the universe doesn't work that way.
There's going to be some inconsistencies.
Fento: Such as this one?
Stark: Then Crais got angry and marched over to the Weapons Console
and pressed a control.
That's when the... the cannon fired.
Stark hates Peacekeepers.
He'd like to see you go after Crais, even if Crais didn't destroy your ship.
Gahv: Stop!
We have heard enough!
You're all lying!
Further testimony is a waste of time!
The executions will begin immediately!
Look, tell us who the guilty one is and we'll spare the others.
Otherwise, we will commence the executions with you.
There's just nothing new in the universe, is there?
It's the same everywhere. Good cop, bad cop.
You think we're bluffing?
Nope. I don't think you give a damn about the truth.
I think you're looking for a scapegoat.
We want justice.
All right, then, listen up.
Yes...
we are lying.
You say we're going to be executed at dawn.
Is it some big surprise that we cover for one another?
No, but it must stop.
Okay. It stops here.
I'll give it to you straight.
I don't know what happened.
Probably never will.
Could have been Stark, could have been Crais,
could have been any one of us.
The best I can do is tell you what I saw.
No coverings, no editorials, no axes to grind.
Does that work for you?
Go on.
All right.
We're good, right up to the point where Crais tells us about the Plakavoids.
The Plakavoids, are you farbot?
Who are the Plakavoids?
A dangerous race who build horrific weapons.
Shatter grenades that turn bones to powder.
Seismic Disrupters that can destroy entire planets.
And Novatrin gas, which eats your body alive.
What's your point? All I want is a Dampening Net.
Well, suppose what you really want
is to install even deadlier weapons on Talyn?
(chuckles)
You can supervise the installation yourself.
In fact, I'll need your help and Moya's to sedate Talyn for the modification.
He won't part with his cannon willingly.
Crichton: Interesting.
Can you blame him for that?
No, we cannot be a party to this.
We can't have anything to do with this.
The Plakavoids are an evil race.
Their weapons have helped enslave many worlds, including my own.
This weapon will help Talyn.
D'Argo: I know a way we can help Talyn.
Why don't we just break your neck?
(chuckles)
That would exacerbate the problem.
Talyn would be even more destructive without my guidance.
You mean your control?
I only control him to a point.
And I can't seem to convince him that the use of his weapons
should only be as a last resort.
Perhaps another captain would have more success.
Doubtful, he trusts me.
Then he's the only one around here who does.
I have not misused Talyn's power.
I've only fired his cannons in self-defense.
John, we do know of Talyn's encounter with the Halosians.
Crais: Correct, they attacked us.
It was all I could do to stop Talyn from finishing them off.
Yeah, right.
I have changed, Crichton.
My only concern is for Talyn's protection.
Left unchecked, his aggressiveness will lead to disaster.
The solution I propose...
(electronic beeping)
The Plakavoidian vessel's here.
This is wrong. We shouldn't deal with them.
(beeping continues)
Crais, assuming we want to neuter Talyn,
are these really the people we want to be in business with?
Do you know anyone else who can provide Talyn what he needs?
Plakavoid: Crais, we've arrived.
Crais: Yes, you're ahead of schedule.
Your ship is still active.
Crais: Privacy mode is engaged.
Talyn can't hear this conversation.
Crichton: Stark, what are you doing?
We have to strike first.
(grunts and gasps)
What have you done?
And then Crais forced us off the ship.
You assert that Stark did touch something at the Weapons Console?
After I shut down the console.
With the safety on, Stark couldn't do a thing.
He did not fire the cannon.
Nobody did.
And that's how I saw it.
Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye.
There's nothing Crichton can do.
I'm going to be executed.
Wonder how they'll do it.
Pulse fire? Strangulation?
(sighs)
Maybe even Novatrin gas.
They mentioned something called dispersal.
What else did they say?
I didn't ask for details.
Why?
Because there's a remote chance that I could survive dispersal.
My physical form is only part of my reality.
Much of me is energy that I can control and project.
The energy his mask holds in.
Maybe if I'm prepared for it,
I can transfer enough of myself into another realm to survive.
Well, we do know that creatures like Maldis can be dispersed and and re-coalesce.
Maybe I can return to this realm some day.
No. No, I don't believe it either.
But even a remote possibility is...
(machinery creaking)
(latch opening)
Prisoners!
We have considered your testimonies and reached a conclusion.
Your lack of candor gives us no choice but to have you all put to death.
Aeryn: Oh, I don't believe this! Crichton: Hey, I was straight with you!
Start with the Peacekeeper!
Wait!
I cannot let the others die on my behalf.
I have to tell the truth.
I fired on the Plokavian ship and destroyed it.
Stark, don't!
(groans and gasps)
You freely confess your crime?
Yes, I do.
Stark: Does that surprise you?
Fento: Not in the least.
Gahv: You were our prime suspect from the start.
(steel door slamming)
I thank you all for the great risks you took to save a mere Banik slave.
Your acceptance...
your friendship...
has meant a lot to me.
You have confessed to the crime of murder.
Are you ready to accept the penalty?
Ready.
(screaming)
(scream echoing)
The Plokavian ship has departed,
And Moya's ready to Starburst once you're back aboard.
Thank you, Pilot.
I misjudged Stark.
I thought he was trying to save himself, but he was really trying to save us all.
He shouldn't have died for his crime.
What crime?
Stark committed no crime.
I saw him fire the cannon.
So did I.
Crichton: You saw him press the fire button.
I had shut down the Weapons Console so he couldn't fire.
Did you know what else would happen when you neutralized the controls?
I knew that shutting down the Weapons Console
would kill the manual override, yeah.
Hmm.
You returned control of the weapons to Talyn.
Why would Talyn fire?
When Talyn scanned the arms dealers' cargo, he asked Moya what it was.
She realized it was Novatrin gas,
one of the six forbidden cargoes no Leviathan may carry.
Moya clued him in.
And Talyn destroyed that ship.
He thought he was protecting Moya.
You'll find him.
I know I will.
But only because Stark came back to tell me where he was.
Why did he do that?
Well, he...
he felt he owed you and Crichton a debt.
Maybe this was his way of repaying it.
I've become so distrustful of people,
even when they're trying to help me.
What does that say about what I've become?
Crichton: Can I ask you a question?
Mm-hmm.
When the Plokavians were questioning you,
why didn't you try to finger Crais?
What if they believed me?
They probably would have gone after Crais
and they would have had to kill Talyn to get to him.
So, you were protecting Talyn?
Of course.
And that's it?
Yes.
Can I ask you something?
Mm-hmm.
Do you think it's possible...
that Stark survived?
Since I got here, I've seen a lot of impossible things.
Well, Zhaan thinks it's possible.
Yeah, she says she does.
But I don't think she believes it.