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Blake: | Avon, I need you on the flight deck. |
Avon: | I'm busy. |
Blake: | NOW, AVON! |
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Blake: | Avon. |
Avon: | Alright. |
Blake: | If it were alright, I wouldn't need you here. |
Avon: | [to Cally] Our leader seems a bit piqued. |
Cally: | What are you doing? |
Avon: | A little private research.. |
Cally: | Why? |
Avon: | All knowledge is valuable. |
. | ... |
. | [Blake tries to understand why the Liberator is malfunctioning.] |
Avon: | What exactly are you accusing me of. |
Blake: | I'm asking if your researches have included the PN Overrides. |
Blake: | I haven't been anywhere near them. |
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. | [The problem turns out to be Cally taken over by aliens.] |
. | [Avon and Blake run to Avon's research area] |
Cally: | [holding gun on them] I would regret the necessity to kill you. |
Blake: | Why are you doing this, Cally? |
Cally: | [They must come.] Move back to the flight deck. |
Avon: | Look at the burns on her hands. |
Blake: | She must be in agony. |
Cally: | I will kill you if you will not obey. |
. | [the three go to flight deck] |
Jenna: | Speed standard by seven. Speed seems to be increasing by... So it was you. |
Cally: | [indicates Jenna to join the others, but Jenna hesitates] Must you invite death? |
. | [Jenna moves; Cally goes to instrument station; Gan moves in slowly behind her.] |
Jenna: | Navigation computers can't cope with a change of course. We're running blind. |
Cally: | [to approaching Blake] Don't move. |
Blake: | Jenna's right, Cally. The ship's out of control. We're as good as dead now. Zen, what's our speed? |
Zen: | Standard by 8.65 |
Avon: | If you're trying to steal the ship, there are other ways. |
Jenna: | You're not Cally, are you? |
. | [Gan grabs her. She struggles against the others. Jenna walks over and slaps her.] |
Jenna: | Whoever you are, it's over. |
Cally: | [Thank you, Jenna.] |
Avon: | [grabbing her by the throat] What was that all about? |
Blake: | Better keep her sedated. |
Avon: | And locked up. Or dumped. |
Jenna: | You should never have brought her on the ship. |
Avon: | [to Vila, who is rubbing his head] Where have you been hiding? |
Vila: | All I said was, "What do you think of the outfit." |
Zen: | Repair monitors report explosive device attached to primary power channel. |
Blake: | Where? |
Zen: | Hold 3, Access Duct 7 |
Blake: | Well, can't the automatics neutralize it? |
Zen: | No. |
Blake: | Why not? |
Zen: | There is no damage. |
Avon: | Computer logic. Until the bomb explodes, there's nothing for the repair system to repair. Zen, can you reprogram the automatics? |
Zen: | Preemptive interference in crew activity is forbidden. |
Blake: | Oh, he'll clear up after us, but he won't stop us making the mess. |
Avon: | [running after Blake] You made this mess. |
Jenna: | J: [yelling after him] We're all in this, Avon. |
Avon: | A: [yelling back] Yes, aren't we? |
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. | [Blake runs into room; examines bomb as Avon runs in] |
Avon: | Be careful of that thing. When that light goes out you've got about 3 seconds. [grabbing Blake and throwing him to ground] It's out. [explodes] |
. | ... |
. | [still lying together on ground] |
Blake: | Thank you. Why? |
Avon: | Automatic reaction. I'm as surprised as you are. |
Blake: | I'm not surprised. |
. | ... |
Jenna: | It wasn't what she was doing, it was the way she was. If you looked into her eyes, it wasn't her looking back. |
Gan: | Avon says that's because she's an alien. |
Vila: | Everyone's an alien to him. |
Blake: | He's certainly more at home with machines. |
. | ... |
Avon: | A malfunction [of the computer] of that size will register on the auto repair. It'll cut in in about 5 seconds. It'll be cutting in about NOW. |
Gan: | That is fantastic. |
Avon: | Yes, isn't it? As a matter of fact, it is. We could make a fortune with it if it wasn't for Blake. |
Gan: | In what way? |
Avon: | There's always a market for technology like this. |
Gan: | I don't think Blake will agree to that. |
Blake: | There will come a time when he won't be making the decisions. |
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. | [Liberator is now caught in a web, and Blake is going down to find out why they've been brought here.] |
Blake: | Set? |
Avon: | Ready. |
Cally: | I must come with you. |
Blake: | No. |
Cally: | But you can trust me. |
Avon: | Really? |
Blake: | I know we can. But whatever's down there can control you. It's already demonstrated that. |
Cally: | I was unprepared. |
Avon: | So were we. |
Blake: | It's better that you stay here. [to Avon] Now if I call for backup, get down there fast. |
Gan: | We'll be ready. |
Blake: | Gan, keep an eye on Cally. [Gan gives the thumbs up] |
Avon: | What if something should happen to you and we can't get you back? |
Avon: | Well, then all you have to do is get everybody else out of this mess. [Avon gives him a real smile] |
Blake: | Alright, put me down. |
. | ... |
. | [The alien that has brought them wants to trade Liberator's freedom for energy cells that will let them destroy the Decimas, a genetically engineered race.] |
Blake: | So all I have spoken to them about - all they told me, that was you speaking, not them. |
Saymon: | Correct. |
Blake: | And did you mean what you said? You're going to destroy the Decimas? |
Saymon: | It would have been wiser to have done so before they became so numerous. But to discharge a lethal level of radiation required more power than we had available. |
Blake: | But the cells I am providing will give you that power. |
Saymon: | Of course. |
Blake: | [thinking hard] No, I can't let that happen. |
Saymon: | But without power you cannot escape the web. |
Blake: | Then we must come to a new understanding. You won't get those cells until we do. [to his bracelet] Avon, stay onboard till you hear from me. |
Vila: | It's Vila. |
Blake: | Well, don't teleport Avon until I say so. |
Vila: | I just did. I put him down about 10 seconds ago. |
Blake: | He'll be in the compound now. |
Saymon: | If the Decimas reach him he'll be in danger. Those power cells must be protected. |
Blake: | [running out] I don't give a damn about your power cells! There's a friend of mine out there. |
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Avon: | I've been looking for you. What's going on? |
Blake: | Let's get under cover first. [they crouch down] |
Blake: | Got the cells? |
Avon: | What do you think these are? Field rations? |
Blake: | Listen, there's a problem. If we let them have those, they'll use them to wipe an entire race of creatures - people - here. |
Avon: | If it concerns you, don't give them the cells. |
Blake: | No, there's more. They've got a carrier beam that will project a fungus that will clear away the web for us. It doesn't work without this power. |
Avon: | Oh, well. If it's between the creatures and us, there's no argument. Even your irrational conscience must be able to cope with that. [looks defeated] What do you want to do? |
Blake: | Hold off long enough to make a deal. |
Avon: | We're going to have to be quick, Blake. Those pursuit ships are coming this way. |
Blake: | I'll hide these cells. They can have them when they agree to our terms. |
Avon: | What are our terms? |
Blake: | They're going to use lethal radiation to kill everything out here. If they allow us to destroy the radiation equipment, at least the Decimas will have some form of chance. |
Avon: | Why should they agree? |
Blake: | They need the power. They can't survive without it. |
Avon: | Neither can we. |
Blake: | I'll bear that in mind. |
Avon: | Don't worry. I'll remind you. |
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Avon: | One thing they proved back there [the Decimas killed the higher level genetically produced people]. |
Blake: | What? |
Avon: | Biological machines will never replace the real thing. They're too unpredictable. |
Blake: | At least the Decimas stand a chance now. You can't separate living creatures. Being alive involves them together. |
Avon: | I couldn't agree with you less. |
Blake: | That's a fact of life. Zen, when we've lost the pursuit ships, resume course for Centera. |
Zen: | Confirm. |
Avon: | I'll tell you a fact of life, Blake. Change is inevitable. |
Blake: | Why else we fight, Avon? |
MVD: I haven't the faintest idea what this means. Do you? |
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