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Tarrant: | Come on, Vila, you don't mean that. |
Vila: | I know what I mean, and what I mean is no. |
Tarrant: | At least think about it. Think about it. |
Vila: | Alright, I've thought about it. No. |
Tarrant: | I can't make you go, of course. |
Vila: | Right, you can't. |
Tarrant: | But I can toss you off this ship. |
Vila: | What? |
Tarrant: | You're of no use to me. |
Vila: | I don't have to be any use to you. I was here first. I was with Blake. I have more right on this ship than you have. |
Tarrant: | Right? No one survives as long as you have, Vila, without learning the facts of life? |
Vila: | The facts of life are |
Tarrant: | That I can dump you any time I like. The others wouldn't stop me, and you couldn't, could you? So I suggest you reconsider your decision. But don't take too long. I'm not a patient man. |
Vila: | All my life, for as long as I can remember, there's been people like you. |
Tarrant: | I thought I was unique. |
Vila: | You're not even unusual, Tarrant. I'll need my equipment. |
Tarrant: | I'll get it for you. |
Vila: | You stay here. Check the teleport coordinates. At least you can't bully a machine into doing what you want. |
. | [Vila leaves and Cally arrives in teleport area] |
Cally: | What's wrong with Vila? |
Tarrant: | I scared him a little. |
Cally: | That must have been difficult. |
Tarrant: | I had no choice, Cally. We've got to have those crystals for the weaponry system. |
Cally: | So we do a swap? They give us the crystals; we give them Vila? |
Tarrant: | They only want his help. |
Cally: | Then why are they insisting that he goes down alone? |
Tarrant: | I don't know. Maybe outsiders make them nervous. |
Cally: | You? |
Tarrant: | Me? Who could be nervous of me? |
Cally: | Only Vila, it seems. |
Tarrant: | We have no reason to think they'll harm him. |
Avon: | [just arriving] And less reason to care. [to Cally] Have you got the locator? |
Tarrant: | What locator? They stipulated no surveillance devices. |
Avon: | So you said. |
Tarrant: | I gave them my word. |
Avon: | You didn't give them mine. |
Tarrant: | Now you tell me. |
Avon: | Are you seriously suggesting that we send him down there without a tracer? |
Tarrant: | No. I'm seriously suggesting we try and make sure they don't detect it. |
Avon: | They won't. [to Orac] Well? |
Orac: | Well is not a question. |
Avon: | Is it working? |
Orac: | The tracer is between the index and second finger of your left hand. |
Avon: | Thank you, Orac. |
Vila: | Let's get on with it, then. |
Avon: | No last minute protests? No sudden illnesses? |
Vila: | Look, I have to go down. He made that very clear, but I don't have to take any rubbish about it from you. Alright? |
Avon: | Alright. Take this. |
Vila: | What is it? Slow acting poison? |
Avon: | It's a tracer. Orac can detect it and tell us exactly where you are at any time. |
Vila: | I'm not swallowing that. |
Avon: | It's perfectly harmless. It dissolves eventually. |
Vila: | Your hands clean? |
Avon: | Take it. Orac, have you found us a name for this place yet? |
Orac: | No definite records exist. I have, however, found an obscure archeological treatise, which suggests the ancestors of the present inhabitants may have called their planet Kizan. |
Vila: | Wonderful. I'm going to die on a planet that doesn't even have a name anymore. |
Tarrant: | Ready? |
Vila: | Does it make any difference? |
Tarrant: | They're simple, completely unagressive people, Vila. You'll be quite safe. |
Vila: | I only have your word for that. |
Tarrant: | Trust me. |
Vila: | Yeah. Put me down. |
Avon: | I don't know how you persuaded him to go, Tarrant. |
Tarrant: | I appealed to his better nature. |
Avon: | He hasn't got one. Leave him alone in future. |
Tarrant: | Or? |
Avon: | Do you want me to threaten you? |
Tarrant: | Why not? I haven't had a good laugh in ages. |
Avon: | Sensible. You could die laughing. |
Cally: | Why are you suddenly so protective towards Vila? |
Avon: | He's irritating, but he's useful. We can easily replace a pilot, but a talented thief is rare. |
Tarrant: | I'd agree with that, so? |
Avon: | So frighten him too much, he's no use to anyone. |
Tarrant: | He wasn't that frightened. |
Cally: | He was terrified, so terrified he might just get himself killed because it's easier than going on. |
Tarrant: | I'll take that risk? |
Cally: | It isn't yours to take. |
Tarrant: | Look, without those crystals, the main blasters are useless. Do you like being helpless, Cally? |
Cally: | I don't know. I've never tried it. |
Vila: | [on communicator] Liberator? Come in, Liberator. |
Avon: | Yes, Vila. |
Vila: | The crystals are here. You can come and get them now. |
Avon: | Well done, Vila. |
Dayna: | [handing Cally a weapon] Cally, killing range is only 200, so aim for the whites of their eyes. |
Tarrant: | No mentioning in mentioning that you're supposed to be unarmed. |
Cally: | Put me down. [they do] Down and safe. There's no one here. |
Tarrant: | [on communicator] Are you sure, Cally? |
Cally: | Unless they're hiding, but why should they hide. |
Tarrant: | I don't know. Maybe outsiders... |
Cally: | Make them nervous? Yes, you said. I'm beginning to wonder how you managed to negotiate with them at all. |
Tarrant: | Any sign of the box of crystals? |
Cally: | Not yet. |
Tarrant: | Keep looking. |
. | ... |
Kerril: | Are you coming with me? |
Vila: | I can't. |
Kerril: | Why not? It's a chance to be free. You saw that place. It's beautiful. |
Vila: | But there's nothing there worth stealing. No, listen. You know why I neutralize security systems, open safes, and break into vaults? It's because I can, and most people can't. |
Kerril: | To satisfy your ego? |
Vila: | Not really. It's just it's what makes me me. Kerril, a thief isn't what I am, it's who I am. |
Kerril: | Forget it. |
Vila: | You wouldn't like what was left of me. |
Kerril: | What makes you think I like you at all? |
Vila: | You can't like someone without their liking you back, and I like you, Kerril. More than anything. More than anyone I've ever known. |
Kerril: | The difference is I love you. |
Vila: | Kerril. |
. | ... |
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