Andromeda (2000–2005): Season 3, Episode 1 - If the Wheel Is Fixed - full transcript

Battle stations.

Last time on
Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda.

Where are they coming from?

I'm detecting
a massive gravity well.

It's... Beautiful.

You and I
have overcome greater odds
and emerged stronger.

We will again.

Preparing to launch Rosanne.

Tyr!

Find the Maru.

It's on its way
back to the ship...



On autopilot.

Beka? Tyr?

Tyr?

Beka?

Damn it.

Rommie. Report.

Sensors report nothing.

They have to be
in the tunnel.

Rechecking.
Infrared. Action sensitive.

Hot. Cold. Nothing.

Not after two years.
Not after all the hard work.

We have to do something,
anything, to find them.
They're in the tunnel.

Harper, let's go.
I don't know
how much time we have.

Okay, okay.
I'm hurrying.



Dylan, don't you think
We're kind of leaping
before we look here?

Rommie...

Show me the visual flight log
of the last five minutes
on the Maru.

That doesn't do me
a lot of good. Harper.

Let's do it.
All right.

The galactic jaws of life.
With a little luck...

We'll be sharing pudding
with our pals
in a matter of moments

Talking old times
and daring rescues.

How will it will work?

Basically, we'll, uh,
drill into the energy
in that tunnel.

There could be
a hell inside.
I don't know.

There could be a sun.

Suns are tricky.
Listen.

My instincts are telling me,
this could be the last thing
any of us ever do.

But hey, if it works,
this puppy cranks that tunnel
open,

and if not, well,
then we had our fun, huh?

Let's go get 'em.

Grab your socks
and hold your mud, folks.

The dimensional tunnel
is opening.

Artificial gravity.

Rommie,

reconfigure the A.G. Field!
The generators above and below

are running at a marked loss
of capacity. Something
is sucking out my power.

Hold it there
as long as you can.

My hull is beginning to
disintegrate and collapse.

I'm going to implode.

Harper, shut it off!

Okay.

Oh yeah.

That was fun.

Thank god for heavy grav.

The tunnel is closing.

Tyr? Beka?

They're gone...

Forever.

The universe
is a dangerous place.

But in our future,

my crew and I fight
to make it safe.

I am Dylan Hunt,

Captain
of the Andromeda Ascendant

and these are our adventures.

Visual flight log
of the last five minutes
on the Maru,

loaded and ready.

The database is
completely corrupted.

Looks like
the planet Vercheon
from 50 kilometers up.

What are we supposed to
be looking for?

Keep it running.

Ready in...
Five, four, three, two...

One!

Coming in,
low and slow.

Dylan, I'm reading
the continued presence
of the dimensional tunnel.

Looks like
some kind of colossus

Just waiting for us
to try something else.

It's an invitation.

Whatever it is,
it wants to play,
to fight...

Or make love
with us.

R.S.V.P.

A re-creation, Dylan,
are you sure?

Look, if I go through
what they went through...

Go where they went...

Right, you are directly
in front of where
my sensors pick up

the residue
of the dimensional tunnel.
What now?

I... I don't know.

I guess I'm...

Waiting for it
to open...

Hoping against hope.

Maybe the tunnel
is right here in front of me.

It's wide open
and I just can't see it.

It's like Beka and Tyr are
disappearing and appearing.

Well, perhaps,
things are not
what they seem to be.

We are right where
we're supposed to be.

Come on, you guys,
where are you?

Tyr! Beka!

Dylan, come back.

We can't give up,
Rommie.

Collision alert.
Repeat,
collision alert.

Dylan, a wave of residue,
space detritus is heading
directly toward the Maru.

Check that.

It's heading to where
the dimensional tunnel
used to be

and the Maru is in its way.

Get out of there
or you'll get
sucked in with it.

Dylan?

Dylan, where are you?

I'm on my way.

Dylan, the tunnel has reopened.

I've been in
a decaying exit route.

Now I'm heading back
toward the tunnel.

We're being pulled in.

We don't have enough power.
I can't fight it.

That tunnel's got
a lot of torque.

Shooting things at the debris
will only make it worse.

Let's get out of here.

Beka?

Why keep treading
on thin ice?

Do we have an opportunity
to escape here or what?

All hands present
and accounted for.

Let's get on it.

They seem okay.

No baggage,
literally or figuratively.

No stranger
than usual, then.

We are fully operational,
Captain.
Mm-hmm.

Except for...
Mm-hmm.

I'm losing power.
Switch to reserve.

Aye.
Okay!

When the tunnel pulses,
we hold our own.

Between its pulses
we push forward.

We've got enough power
If we shut everything else down
and stay patient.

Anything we can do manually,
we will do manually.

Good,
sounds like dating a cyborg.

Trim us down, Rommie.
Aye.

I see.
Exactly like dating a cyborg.

Air vents'
reduced to a minimum.

It's going to get hot.

We're making
a little progress here.

It's gonna take a while,
but it's going to work.

Someday, you two have to
tell me how you did
that whole disappearing act.

I've got a lot of people
looking for me.
It could come in handy.

Scared?

Yeah.

If and when
we get out of this...

I'm thinking
that from now on,

I just want to fly.

No danger. No mission.
Just fly for the love of flying.

Like we used to.

I miss that feeling.

The old times
are the good times,
you know?

Yeah, they're great.

It's like the ship
is on a respirator.

Pretty close.

Rommie, how are we doing?
Time and patience.

Two things,
I have relative opinions on.

We're getting out,
meter by meter.

Welcome back.

Thank you.

Where were you?

I, um...

I really can't say.

I've got to figure this out.
I could use your help.

I don't know!

Now, tell me what
you would like me to do here.

I'd like you to
keep on doing
what you've been doing.

But if you do remember,
you'll let me know.

We're making progress.
We're going to get out.
Excellent.

So, we have more power
and the tunnel has less?

Yes.

Let's just get
the hell out of here.

She's right.
Let's get
out of here.

Why don't you just
take it easy?
I say we go for it...

Now.

What do you think
you're doing?

Beka!

Are you insane?

Beka!

Dylan, we're falling back.
Heading toward the tunnel
at maximum velocity.

We don't have
the power to survive.

Beka! Get outta there.
Move it!

I can make it.

I think
you've done enough.

Rommie, compute
the sharpest angle possible

to hit the tunnel
without incinerating ourselves.

Calculating
and counting down...

In five, four...

Three. Two. One.

We're clear.

Nice move, boss.

The old sling-shot maneuver,

plus a little luck.

You know, sometimes I think
luck is just another word
for fate.

Yeah, well, then I'm feeling
particularly fatalistic
right now.

Welcome to the club.

Why is it we look for luck
every time we're in danger?

'Cause that's when
you need it most.

Yeah,
but the thing about luck is...

It always changes.

What about fate?

Fate...

is a hunter.

Hi.
Hi.

What is that?
Kitten.

Well, where did you find it?

In my quarters.

I thought maybe
you'd left him for me.
No. Uh...

It's cute.

It's hard to resist.

Huh.

Dylan,
I'd like to apologize.

Oh, please, Beka,
there's no need.

I know that
you've been through
a lot.

I guess...

And I guess,
I just kind of lost it.

Yeah, it was, uh...
It was surprising.

Let me explain.

When I heard Rommie say
it was only a matter of time

for us to be
out of the tunnel's pull...

It was a beautiful thing.

And I felt...

Uh, Beka, really...
There's, there's no need
to explain.

I just want it all to stop.

I want someone to tell me
it's going to be all right.

If we could just...

Beka...
Aah!

Captain,
one of the slipstream rudders
has opened up.

Override.
I can't.

Aah!
The ship is in maintenance mode
as if in dry dock.

The slipstream rudders
automatically open
for inspection and repair.

Shut down the engines!
Aah!

Beka, let's get out of here.

Everyone, weapons deck 11.

All crew accounted for,
except Tyr.

Where is he?

Damn him.

Tyr!

Whoa! Huh!

Tyr!

Rommie, seal the doors.

Why here?
Why are we here?

Nova bomb weapons locker...

It's always sealed
and stays that way.

It's the only place
we'll be safe from the fumes.

Fumes?
I'm a warship.

A quick turnaround in dry dock
is essential.

As soon as the rudders open,
automatic decontamination
starts

and my corridors fill
with a deadly gas.

If the arms don't close soon,
the ship will come apart.

How fast?
One minute, 37 seconds.

Oh, great,
so either way we're toast.

Harper, find a way
to shut off those engines.

Found Tyr
moving from the weapons node.

What, he's okay?
Yes.

I thought you couldn't seal off
the weapons node?

Tyr doesn't need it.

What do you mean,
he doesn't?

Er, Dylan,
what are you doing?

Fake.

The disinfectant is fake.

Rommie, try to
close the rudders again.

Searching systems.

Finding override.

Rudders are now closing.

Of course they're closing...

Now that the game is over.

I'll go find Tyr.

Beka, why don't you just
wait with...

I can't quite piece together
what's wrong with her.

But I'm thinking that
I'm all booked up on weird
today.

Someone was in
the intelligence of the ship,

knowing my procedures,
my daemons,

how to circumvent
my systems.

That's why it took me
so long to override.

And more strangeness.

Before I was
so rudely interrupted
by all of this,

I uncovered a force, a ray.

Some kind of pulsing residue
aimed at the ship,

coming from where
the dimensional tunnel was.

So, the closer we get to it,
the more powerful
it's going to be.

Rommie, run the playback
from the Maru.
Mm-hmm.

Help! Aah!

Digital gobbledygook.
What are we looking for?

Nothing.

We're looking for nothing.

Tunnel's still open even though
it looks like it's closed.

And now this playback?
It's all a mirage.

Hmm, a digital mirage.

Very probable.

The images that appear
and disappear on the Maru

are simply
my artificial intelligence

trying to see
what it's trained to see.

It's all a distraction.

Someone wants us to see this.

Stop it right there.

We're fighting a mirage,

a mirage on the Andromeda.

Forces of evil, the Abyss,

whoever it is is onboard,
make no mistake...

We are fighting them.

Now?

Now.

We drive the Andromeda
into the tunnel.

Beka,
where are you going?

Dylan asked me
to do recon.

We'll go out,
take a look
and we'll be right back.

Hey, you said
you wanted to
go flying with me.

Let's do it.
Let's double check.

Let's not.

We'll be back in a flash.

Beka, you are
way too close
to the Andromeda.

Do you think?

Look at it this way...
I just want to fly.

That's what
I was talking about.

What are you
trying to do?
Scare me?

Maybe.

Where do we start,
Rommie?
Finding an invisible enemy?

It's hard to get a hold of,
isn't it?

Hey, Dylan?
I ran a massive check
of the rays

coming from where
the dimensional tunnel was.

Checked them against
every element
in and around the ship,

just hoping something
might pop up,
and boom!

Those rays, the energy streams,

match up perfectly
with Tyr and Beka's
nervous systems.

You're kidding.

It's like someone
is controlling them.

Now that redefines low tech.

Navigation and powered.
Still hampered
and moving slowly.

Prognosis and projections
are that we'll be fine.
Good.

It's time for the three Vs.

Visualize, verify,
and then
get very, very pissed off.

Rommie.

Walk with me.

Where's Beka?

On the Maru
with Trance.
Really?

Get them back here, please.

The Maru
is not responding to hails.

So where
are we going, Tyr?

Is this
a big surprise?

Are you trying to
read my mind?
Of course.

Well, I've got
something to show you.

I've seen everything.

You'll enjoy this.
I'm taking over.

I'll break your neck.

Rommie.
Rommie, where are you?

Never an A.I. around
when you need one, huh?

Andromeda , where are you?

Dylan, I'm...

I'm losing control.

Harper,
make yourself scarce.

What?
Go.

I disabled your legs.

And your arms, as well.
It's all for safe keeping.

What are you doing, Tyr?
Me?

What am I...? Well...

I'm running this ship.

I'm in control.

Your artificial intelligence
is all mine.

And you know,
you should have
figured that out

when I put the ship
in maintenance mode.

You'll be doomed.

You know that.

Are you trying
to frighten me?

Forget it.

I left my fear
in the dimensional tunnel.

Is that where
we're going?
Shh...

Let's have some fun
with Dylan.

This can't be good.

Oh, this sucks.

Oh no, no.

Oh, that hurts.

All right, then.
Exeunt one Captain Hunt.

Kill him.

Depressurizing
command deck.

Aah!

Finished?

Finished.

Thank you, Rommie.

What are you and Tyr doing?
Hold on.

Aah!

Sit tight.
Enjoy the show.

Beka, of all the people
on the ship, I am the last one
you should be messing with.

Tyr? Tyr?

Time to settle down.
Time to act.

No resistance.

It's just a matter of time.
Time for what?

I'm pushing it
into the tunnel.

I want you to reverse
the powers of the jaws.

What?

Reverse the powers.
Close off that tunnel for good
and it'll cut off the rays.

You really think the rays
are controlling Tyr and Beka?

I'm here crawling around
in the conduit, aren't I?

What if I can't?
What if the rays
won't shut off? Or worse,

what if the rays aren't
what's driving all of this?

Then I'll have to
kill Tyr and Beka.

Plan B always sucks.

Take us to these coordinates.

Check.

Stop ignoring me.
I followed your orders.

Dylan's alive.

What makes you
think that?

What are you doing?
I'm erasing you.

Your android existence will go
on. But unfortunately, I no
longer need your intelligence.

I followed your orders.

Is Dilly dead?
I followed your orders.

How much of this ship
do I control?

I followed your orders.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
and now you're dead.

The ship will be powerless.

No, the redundant system
of the ship has taken over,
keeping us alive.

We'll just float
into the tunnel.

It's almost over.

Okay, it's one thing
to do a work of genius,

but to reverse it?

That is Harper genius.

Tyr? Tyr, come in.
Where are you?

Andromeda is dead in the water.

You're defeated.
Yeah. Right.

Hello, Tyr,

or whoever you are.
This is your friendly Captain
speaking.

Just thought you should know
that...

I'm still here.

You are of no consequence,
Dylan.

Don't hold back, Tyr.
Tell me how you really feel.

No, I will not engage! Dylan,

I will not engage!

I will kill Rommie.

And you will have no hope
of ever getting your ship back
online.

And let me further say that
I will be the first
to announce you

as leper of the solar system.

Sounds like Tyr.

The closer
we get to the tunnel,

the closer I get
to cutting the rays off.

I think.

I can see things, you know.

What do you mean?

I'm talking
about the future.

The future is now.

Andromeda goes into the tunnel,
but it is not what you think.

It's a world full of darkness,

gnashing of teeth and remorse.
Let me tell you about it.

Go ahead.
I'm not listening.

In the future,

you and I go
from place to place
in search of something,

something that isn't important
right now what.

But in each place,
it was really tough.

Each time, the people
were not happy to see us.

There was action and violence,
and each time,
you lost something,

whether it was an eye or a leg
or an arm or a kidney,

and I repaired you.

In the end,
you were nothing more
than a pathetic cyborg of tin,

leaking magnesium.

I even had to
put your head back on,

But I couldn't get the tongue
to work exactly the way
it ought to,

but it was all for my needs,
not yours.

You are a puppet, either way.

And that is your future.

You are going to end up
being my puppet.

So you might as well
be sitting on my knee
and tell stupid jokes.

What do you think
is going to happen when you get
where you're going?

Do you think
you'll still be in control?

What are you doing?

I'm trying to find the real Tyr
somewhere in this new one.

Oh.

I am who I am.

Well, you're not Tyr.

Because Tyr wouldn't have
killed the A.I.

When you did that,
you killed yourself.

You know that,
don't you?

I can always reboot you.

Only if I want to.

The future is now.

That's all I know.

The future?

Sometimes
it seems like yesterday,

sometimes today,
sometimes tomorrow.

Imagine the possibilities.

I'll take it from here.

I know
it's an old line, but...

Just thought I'd drop in.

I'm here to take my ship back,
Tyr.

Well, you can't have it.

I'm doing something, one thing,

without you and against you,
and the joy is absolutely
unrelenting and enervating.

You make joy
sound like a toothache.

Aah!

Oh, joy.

Our minds can see
what we want to see, Tyr.
That's what's happened to you.

And that's
what's happened to me.

You're being controlled, Tyr.

Your fight's not with me.
It's with yourself.

Fight with your mind.

Damn it, Tyr,
listen to me.

You are going
against everything
that you know,

everything that you believe in,
everything...

Hi, Rommie.
How am I doing?

Not so good.
Thanks.

Bingo!

I got it.

Dylan?

Tyr.

Are you back?

Beka?

You all right?

Dylan?

Where was I?

I don't know.

Do you remember a light?

Yeah, yeah, there, there,
there was this...

All embracing light.

No.

And, and, and, and then...

Darkness.

More darkness.

And then...

I'm old...

Tall and strong...

And I'm afraid.

But I held it.

I held it in my hand!

Did I hurt you?

No.

Tyr...

You did not lay
a finger on our friendship.
I can tell you that.

Not a scratch.

Reboot complete.

Excellent.

Would the captain
like to lay in a course?

How about
anywhere but here?

Aye-Aye.

Tyr, do you, uh?

Right, yeah.

Me neither.

You guys, I almost shot you.

What are you doing here?
Well, it's pretty simple, Beka.

I don't sleep.

And I don't sleep much.

And we thought we should be
able to have a place
to hang out.

What for?

Just because.

I turn off most of my sensors,
let the A.I. do all the work,
and,

I mean, hey, even non-organics
like to have friends.

Huh!

The ancient ritual.

Girl talk.

Yeah.

You know what,
I'm tired of blue.

I can do that.

What happened to you, Tyr?

I don't know.

I remember...

I don't know.

It's good to have you back.