Andromeda (2000–2005): Season 3, Episode 8 - For Whom the Bell Tolls - full transcript

[ALARM BLARING]

Harper, Beka...

Andromeda. Andromeda,
do you copy?
ANDROMEDA: Go ahead.

I'm in a solar storm
that is headed your way.

I've lost contact
with Beka and Harper.

ANDROMEDA: Acknowledged.

Transport's away!

[WIND WHOOSHING]

That's the last of them.

Finally, this friggin'
evacuation's finito.

All right, let's get
our butts out of here.



Dylan! Dylan!

Where the hell is he?

This way.

[THUNDER ROARING]

DYLAN: Beka, Harper, come in.

Dylan, it would be nice
if you could get us
off this planet

before we're blown away!

No can do, Harper,
not in this storm.

You and Beka take cover.

[BEKA GRUNTING]

[HARPER GRUNTING]

HARPER: Ow.

I twisted my foot.

You think that's
the only thing about
you that's twisted?



I'd watch it if I were you.

I'm not the happy camper
I normally strive to be

right now.

I can see why those people
wanted off this stupid planet.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

This place
gives me the creeps.

It always has.

HARPER: You've
been here before?

Yeah, when I was a kid.

My dad was "working" it,
if you know what I mean.

That's why Dylan
volunteered me
for this mission.

Volunteered us for this mission.

Well, into each day,
some rain must fall.

Ha ha. [MOCKINGLY]

Either way,

something about those people
didn't seem right.

They were a stranded
bunch of creeps.

Try putting some weight on it.

Ooh!

[HARPER GRUNTING]

It's all right.
Don't worry. It'll be fine.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[HARPER GRUNTING]

BEKA: The wind's died down.

DYLAN: Beka, Harper.

I've found a hole in the storm.

I'm coming in.

Great.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

DYLAN: 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.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Boss, where is the Andromeda?

Patience, Mr. Harper.

The Andromeda's
riding the storm out.

She'll be here.

HARPER: Aha.

I see you've succumbed
to the siren call
of fear worship, huh?

What's the matter, Harper?

You don't like horror stories?

No. Pfft. They're stupid.

They're not scary.

I've got my own fears
to worry about.

You didn't go through
what I went through on Earth.

Lighten up, Harper.
They're harmless.

You should try one.

[DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER]

All right.

I will.
[BEKA LAUGHING]

[SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALARM SOUNDING]

[GRIPPING MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALARM BEEPING]

What is it? What's going on?

We've got a hitchhiker
from Virgil Nine,

unidentified lifeform.

Harper, tell me you didn't.

Not another pet.

From Virgil Nine?
What, a pet rock?

Besides, Harper learned
that lesson

with the Alduvian Thorac.

It looked like a bunny!

Atmospheric analysis
is coming up.

It's metallovoric...

with strange
metabolic emissions.

Good news for you,
it doesn't eat humans.

Yeah. Too bad
it doesn't eat Nietzscheans.

[CRASH]

It does, however,
seem kind of fond

of some of The Maru 's
key components...

Like the guidance system.

So, we're not on the menu,
but The Ma is.

Yeah, I'm losing
steering control.

On the positive side,

the Andromeda
is off our starboard bow.

Andromeda, activate the drones.
Bring us in.

ANDROMEDA: Activating.

[GRIPPING MUSIC PLAYING]

Hold us steady, Beka.

Mr. Harper,
let's find our intruder.

I hope they find
our hungry houseguest soon.

Do we even know
how big this thing is?

We're about to find out.

[SQUAWKING]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Huh.

Whatever it is,
it had a hell
of a time

with this
copper contact point.

Huh? Piece of cake.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Damn.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

Nicely done.

Thanks.

Andromeda, cloak The Maru
in an anti-Oxidation field.

We've got to keep
this creature contained.

Dylan, the anti-Oxidation
field is only temporary.

It will break down rapidly

and, at best,
will only confuse the creature.

Well, fine,
then depressurize this hangar,

I mean, no oxygen anywhere.

Anything that moves
on The Maru , exterminate.

Anything that gets
off of this ship,
blow it into space.

Harper, if all else fails,
what have you got for me?

Um, uh, Andromeda's skin
is made of monocarbide netting.

We could try building a box
around The Maru

from spare sheets in storage.

Sounds good. Do it.

Uh-Uh. First, decontamination.
Let's go.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

You'll let me know
when you've made that box?

I'm going as fast as I can.
I've got short legs, you know.

I'll be done
before you can say "Tyr,"

Tyr.

[HORRIFIC MUSIC PLAYING]

ANDROMEDA: Please initiate
access code.

Rommie, what's the code?

I need to get in here.

ANDROMEDA: Access denied.

Harper, you must request
the code from Captain Hunt.

What? Why?

All right, fine.

I've got all the codes I need
in the slipstream core.

Right. Codes.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

RECORDED VOICE:
Resume playback?

No, I've got work to do.

[DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER]

I said no.

Okay, just a quick ten pages.

[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Any luck getting in touch
with our good friends
from Virgil Nine?

No. Apparently,
they've vanished.

Well, maybe they don't have
their communications net up
at their new colony yet.

Or they just don't want
to be found.

They wanted to be found
when that storm kicked up.

Without us, they'd be dead.

That's right.

No thank you's, no nothing,
just a bunch of bugs.

Ick. Is there anyone
who might know

more about those bugs
than we do?

Well, I checked the AUS library.

There are 68 variations
of metallovoric parasites

in this galaxy.

However, we have to catch one

if we want to classify it.

I don't want to classify it,

unless we classify it as dead
and off my ship.

Excuse me.

[BANG]

Hello?

[BANG]

Good book.

Oh, all right, all right,
I get the message, Rommie.

I'm headed
straight for parts storage.

I'm on it.

[SYSTEM BOOTING UP]

Okay. All right.

Is there anybody there?

[CLANKING]

[HARPER SCREAMING]

[HEART POUNDING]

What are you trying to do,
besides shatter my eardrums?

You scared the pistons
out of me.

I came to inquire
as to whether ambition
had prodded you

to make the box yet.

What, are you nuts?

It's... It's late.

I was just headed
to parts storage now.

Now, please,
I'm very, very, very busy.

Were you sleeping?

Yeah, right. Check.

Like I can close my eyes
with my heart doing 180.

Call me when it's ready.

Beka!

Shouldn't you be working?

Fingers to the bone.

So, where are you headed?

Off to my quarters,

to wash the last bits
of Virgil Nine off my body.

What a coincidence.

I happen to be headed
the same way.

We've just got to make
a quick stop in parts storage,

if you don't mind
coming with me.

Got to chapter three yet?

Nice try, Harper,

but parts storage
is in the opposite direction.

Oh, my God!

Boo!
[SCREAMS]

Gotcha.

Harper, wear garlic,

and carry a very sharp stick.

[LAUGHING]

[BANG]

No one's in here, right?

Rommie, would
it be too much to ask

for a little illumination
down here?

Thanks. Big help.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Tyr's right.
I've got to get a grip.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Looks about right.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[FOOTSTEPS GETTING LOUDER]

DYLAN: Hello?

[GASPS]

Are you talking
to me, Captain?

No. No, it's nothing.

Or it's...

Something.

Perhaps you should get
some sleep.

"Sleep." Yeah.
Yeah, like that'll happen.

Is there anything else?

No.

Rommie, would you stop
doing that?

Dylan, are you worried

that the anti-oxidation
containment field

around The Maru
might be disintegrating?

Well, I am now.

Good thing, 'cause it is.

All containment measures
have failed,

the creature's
no longer confined.

Well, that is just great.

[LOOMING MUSIC PLAYING]

[BANG]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[CREAK]

[SWISHING]

[CREEPY MUSIC PLAYING]

What is this place?

Andromeda, what...

Rommie?

[GASPS]

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

There's got
to be an explanation, Harper.

Maybe it's one
of the new crew members.
No.

Why can't it be a crew member?

HARPER: Tenth time, no.

That was nine.

All right, all right.
Now, just listen, okay?

It's a face
I've never seen before,

nor care to ever see again.

Besides, it was in the wall.

New crew members
don't hang out in walls.

People don't hang out in walls.

You know
what hangs out in walls?

Mr. Harper, you're tired.

All right,
for the 11th time, no.

That was ten.

Look, it was real.
It was angry.

And it was a ghost!

Show us.

Like that?

Not funny, Mr. Harper.
Show us the ghost.

Show yourselves.

Right here.

This is where Harper said
he saw it.

[LOOMING MUSIC PLAYING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[CREEPY MUSIC PLAYING]

That can't be good.

What do you see?

[GROANS]

DYLAN: It's, uh...

Maggot slime.

It's never easy.

Using the same methods

employed to detect
the presence of these
maggots on The Maru,

Rommie has devised us a map.

With it, we can locate them
and track their progress.

So all these highlighted areas
are already infested.

Correct.

I've got a stupid question.

Why don't we just
bomb the whole ship

stem to stern,
kill them all at once?

"Bomb the ship"?

Not explosion bomb,

bug bomb. Insecticide.

Ah. Metallovores are vulnerable

to only one kind
of airborne poison.

Corrosive gases.

Oh. That would wipe us out.

A bait station.

Yes! I could make 'em
out of Rommie's skin.

Excuse me?

Make as many as you can
as fast as you can, Harper.

Why are you
still standing here?

All right, once Harper
builds his traps,

we're going to split up
and hunt these things
down one by one.

Everyone but you, Rommie.

Sorry. These bugs
will have you for dessert.

[ROCK MUSIC BLARING]

Here, Rommie?

ROMMIE: A little to the left.

Good?

[MURMURS]

Who's there?

Hello?

MAN: Get out!

Who are you?

I mean you no harm.

[ROAR]

[GRUNTING] That's a lot
of traps, Rommie.

ROMMIE: Beka, you're going
to need them all.

Trust me.

[ROCK MUSIC BLARING]

I didn't think
you could be sleeping

with the music so loud.

What?
The music!

Hang on.

[SWITCHING THE MUSIC OFF]

Right now, I could sleep
through a magog picnic.

More boxes. I'm on it.

That's not why I'm here.

You did not hallucinate.

And hallucination
did not bend
Tyr's weight bar,

and it did not
show itself to me.

I didn't want to say anything
until I was sure.

If you're making fun
of me, Trance...

I am not making fun of you.

Do you believe in ghosts?

I don't believe
that there couldn't be ghosts.

Oh, great.

In lieu of a parachute,
here's a hanky.

I was so much happier
when I thought
it was my imagination.

Who's to say
what your imagination is?

Oh, come on, Trance.
I saw a ghost.

Yeah, so did I.

Okay. All right.

So, uh... So what do we do now?

What are the rules?

I guess it depends who it is,

and where it came from.

[ROCK MUSIC BLARING]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[SQUEAKING]

Do you ever get that feeling,

you know, when you think
someone might be staring at you?

MAN: Dylan must
abort his mission!

Abort or die.

Mutiny!

We have to follow it.
Find out more about it.

What, are you on flash?

I'm not going up there.
No way.

I'm being haunted, Trance.

What did I do?
Why would somebody
ever haunt me?

You know what?
We don't need an exterminator.

We need an... exorcist.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[LOUD NOISE]

[BEKA SCREAMING]

Help!

Someone!

Anyone!

Except... you.

You shouldn't be here.

You'll be dealt
with unless you go!

[SCREAMING]

You saw something?

Oh, yeah.

Leave!

Ah...

Artificial intelligence.

Firewalls work, don't they?

HARPER: Dylan? Yo, boss.

[GASPING] Um...

Rommie, did you see that?

No.

What? You had to see it.

It was right next to you.

I only see things
that are real.

Hallucinations brought
on by mass hysteria

are not real.

Leave this ship!

Leave!

What?

What? You can't...

I can't believe you don't
see it and you won't
believe me.

I saw it.
You believe her, right?

It's not a matter of belief.

Well, what is it, then?

It's a matter of weakness,

not mental,

or physical,

just an inbred

and thin layer of emotion.

It could be holding
you back.

Holding who back?

I'm talking to Harper.

But I saw it too.

Does that make me
inbred and thin?

No, I was talking to Harper.

Hmm.

You know,

there's something else
that doesn't make any sense.

One of the strongest
sources of emissions

come from a place
that doesn't exist.

Now, it's not on my grid,

but I'm sure
my sensors aren't wrong.

It's active
between sectors 451 and 452.

It's a hell-hole!

That's from a flexi
I'm reading.

Let's get Dylan.

Good idea. Um, I'll stay put.

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]

Sectors 451 and 452.

These were restricted areas,

top-Security research.

Shouldn't they still
show up on Rommie's grid

even if they were top secret?

Yeah, they should,
but they don't.

Watch out for the slime.

Maybe it's a Trojan,

or a computer virus
triggered by the maggots,

when they were eating through
the metal circuits.

A computer virus
caused the hologram?

Your guess is as good as mine.

It's a mechlab.

"It's a mechlab."

And they were making?

Well, apparently, our ghost.

BEKA: Dylan?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

That's a high guard uniform.

A mobil-com.

Looks like he was trying
to get a message out.

Yeah.

He must have... died
before he could hit "send."

Captain Hunt...

I need help.

Please... Please, Dylan,
don't leave me here.

Please, buddy...

Buddy, it's me, Eddie.

Please.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Poor guy.

Eddie Aldrich.

Friend of yours?

I hardly knew him.

He was a new crew member.

Well, now we know
who our ghost is.

And why he wants revenge.

Dylan, it probably happened
during the Nietzschean attack,

when you gave the order
to evacuate.

He must've come through
the event horizon alive.

But I was the only one
left on this ship.

I checked. We checked.

We partitioned off
that room's computer
from my processors

with a multi-program
rerouting assemblage.

Dylan, you never
would have found him.

I should have.
This is not your fault.

He didn't have to die, Beka.
Not like that.

What did you bait them with,
oarlock gills?

Like it matters.

Eddie Aldrich's ghost'll
get us if the bugs don't.

None of them worked?

Huh. I guess they prefer
dining Al fresco.

This is not good.

Really?
Time to call for help.

Can't.

The bugs have damaged
the communications network.

[SHUTTING DOWN]

Eddie Aldrich.
Third mechaneer.

Quite an impressive resume.

He graduated first
in his class,

held very advanced theories
On slipstream travel,

and had an exceptional
aptitude

for rapid navigation
and footprint camouflage.

A master at misdirection.

He had also filed numerous
complaints against his
fellow crew members,

citing harassment.

I used to pride myself
on knowing the name

of every crew member
that served under me.

You had over 4,000.

Doesn't matter.

He was also diagnosed
with a mild case of NPD,

Narcissistic personality
disorder,

although this information
was kept classified

by order of the Commonwealth.

Did he have any friends?

One.

"One"?

Give me the name.

Dylan hunt.

I've accessed the memory log.

Playback command deck.

Cross-reference
Hunt, Dylan,

with Aldrich, Eddie.

CY 9784.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Dylan! Captain Hunt!

ANDROMEDA: End of file.

Nothing worse
than feeling alone.

[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Aldrich based
our friendship on this?

Dylan.

It's been a long time.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Eddie Aldrich,
in the so-called flesh.

It's payback time, Captain.

I never meant
to leave you in there, Eddie.

Of course not.

You wanted me off
like all the rest

so you could betray
the Commonwealth.

Excuse me?

Oh, come now, Captain.

Do you honestly think
I wouldn't have figured out

what you and your band
of pirates are up to?

How dare you?

Getting your Nietzschean friend
to help you stage an invasion...

Brilliant.

No wonder
they made you captain.

Wonder what they'll make me
when I bring you in.

Your list of crimes
is enormous.

Treason, dereliction of duty,

embezzlement,

embarrassment, murder...

There's nowhere left
to bring me in to, Eddie.

The Commonwealth ended
a long time ago.

You and I
and the Andromeda

were caught
on the edge of a black hole
for over 300 years.

You are lying!

Fine.

Don't take my word for it.

You have
the intelligence, Eddie.

Compare the star charts

from the moment
the Nietzscheans attacked
us to where they are today.

You're making
a big mistake, Eddie.

[GRIPPING MUSIC PLAYING]

Eddie, listen to me.

Andromeda's in danger.

We need to work together.

Important. [ECHOING]

My friend...

You... punish...

[GROANING]

Dylan, you must die.

Eddie, you are important.

I need you.

I don't need you!

[DYLAN SHOUTING]

Because I am less than nothing.

I want you to know
what it's like...

Feel emptiness.

My emptiness.
[WEIRD ECHOING]

I have other plans,

and they don't include
you anymore.

That I saw.

Eddie managed
to survive the black hole,

and somehow,
he's integrated my systems

as a powerful AI.

I'm sorry, Dylan.
It's beyond my control.

He's taken over.

[ALARM BLARING] Five minutes
to self-destruct.
Oh, no.

He's activated Andromeda's
self-destruct sequence.

Rommie...

I'm shutting down.

[SHUTTING DOWN]

Rommie. Rommie.

Fight him!
Don't let him do this!

Shipwide.

Beka, Tyr... Anyone?

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
Four minutes to self-destruct.

Please tell me
that's not the ship's

internal detonation alarm.

Eddie's AI
has taken over Andromeda.

What?
That's what he was working on

in the mechlab.

You have to evacuate
to The Maru , prepare
for launch.

But she can't fly.

She can't steer,
but she can fly.

Your only option
is to fall through
space right now.

What about you?

Go.

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
Three minutes to self-destruct.

What are you still doing here?

Sorry, Eddie.

[PROCESSED VOICE]
You don't think your mutiny
will still work, do you?

I don't abandon
my crew, Eddie,

And you're part
of my crew, Eddie.

Your betrayal is over.

Don't do this.
Don't destroy Andromeda.

I am not
destroying Andromeda!

[CHIRPING]

[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Eddie, if you allow
this ship to detonate,

you'll only be accomplishing,

what those parasites
were already going to do.

You can be important.

You can save your ship.
Save the Andromeda.
[GASPING]

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
Two minutes to self-destruct.

You and I
would have been friends,

had I lived, right?
[PROCESSED ECHO]

We are friends.

How can I help, Captain?

[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Electrocute the ship.

But keep it safe.
You can do this.

I can?
Yes.

What about you, Captain?

Don't worry about me.

Save the ship.

Electrocute it... now.

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
One minute to self-destruct.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Thirty seconds
to self-destruct.

The hangar doors won't open...

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
Twenty seconds
to self-destruct.

[HEAVY CRACKLING]

Dylan?

COMPUTER GENERATED VOICE:
Ten seconds to self-destruct.

Eight. Seven. Six.
[BOOTING]

Five seconds to self-Destruct.

Three.

Self-destruct sequence
terminated.

They're all dead, Captain.

Thank you, Eddie.

[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[SWITCHING OFF]

Launch.

[SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Godspeed, Eddie Aldrich.

What's in the box?

Beka's novels.

Here, take them.

I don't want to see them,
touch them,
even think about them.

I'm quitting
before they're a habit.

I'm so pleased.

Hey. What's that noise?

No, in the box.
What's that noise?

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Boo!
[SCREAMS]

Harper...

Back at you.

[LIQUID BOILING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Maggots.

We are never, ever
going back to Virgil Nine!

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]