Andromeda (2000–2005): Season 4, Episode 16 - Lost in a Space That Isn't There - full transcript
Beka's recent behaviour's explained; she's been infected by the Abyss, and the crew must find a way to free her of it.
One hour, 59 minutes
and 50 seconds.
One hour, 59 minutes
and 55 seconds.
Two hours.
And nothing.
First time in two days
Pish's bounty Hunters
haven't found us
within an hour
of exiting slipstream.
Looks like we finally
ditched them.
We haven't been ditching them,
we've been demolishing them.
Repeatedly.
Yet more always come.
Until now.
At least, it looks that way.
Okay, I don't know
about the rest of you,
but I'm going to take
that shower I was headed to
when all this hit the fan.
I suppose it wouldn't hurt
to stand down.
Shall I cancel
shipwide alert?
The crew is desperate
for a break.
Cancel it.
Maybe that shower idea's
not so bad.
Alone.
Slipstream events detected.
Identifying.
Don't bother,
it's more of the same.
Bounty Hunters.
This time,
it's Restors.
You're right.
Tell me
this isn't happening again.
Battle stations!
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ALARM BLARING]
Offensive missiles,
tubes one through 20.
Fire!
Don't tell me
I missed everything.
Take us to slipstream.
Rommie...
That did it.
Now I know I'm right.
Captain, I scan
every signal
generated
from this ship.
I didn't say I know
how they were doing it,
but those bounty Hunters
keep finding us
because someone
is telling them where we are.
So you're saying
we have a traitor on board.
Who do you think it is?
I'm damn well going
to find out.
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]
ANDROMEDA: So far, polygraph
body-scans show nothing.
No one with stress levels
beyond normal.
Although the readings
may be skewed
due to present
circumstances.
Being on the run.
My stress level should
be off the charts.
Actually,
you're handling it very well...
or you hide it very well.
I'm an enigma.
List all personnel
who have access
to override your systems.
That would narrow it down
to these.
That's it?
Oh, come on.
I can't believe
any one of them
would be doing this.
Rhade, being Nietzschean,
would be our most
likely suspect.
He is genetically
engineered
to camouflage
his emotions.
Trance?
Never.
Harper?
He would know
better than anyone
how to get a message past
your sensors.
My heartbeat
is like the divine.
It is the air.
It is the water.
My heartbeat is like
the divine.
Not to worry,
I got their numbers.
Resonance
frequencies.
SEAMUS: I'll fry
their circuits with
the push of a button.
On the other hand,
you're probably asking
yourselves "Who designed
these A.P. Converters?
So subtle, yet so complex
in their conceptualization.
Who could it possibly be?"
I got it.
I got it! I got it!
Whoo-hoo!
Trust in the Harper,
the Harper is good!
Whoo...
and Beka.
Lately,
she's been a little, well...
Testy?
To put it mildly.
Scan your logs for footage
and readings on all three.
Are you looking
for anything in particular?
Yes.
I want their
physiological reactions
to each time
the bounty Hunters appeared.
Increased heart rate
and blood pressure,
but then again, so does
the rest of the crew.
So everyone had
the same reaction.
Your basic autonomic
"fight or flight" response
all the way across the board.
Check it again...
but this time,
before the attack has arrived.
To see if our traitor
had a pre-action.
Correct.
On screen.
There.
I see it.
And a downward spike
in body temperature
every time.
[CAPTIVATING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Ow!
Hey, telema-schmuckus!
Back off my glutemole
and semptis.
What's it here for
if not to eat?
"Happy anniversary."
To whom?
You can read.
It's to Beka
and the Maru.
It's been ten years...
three months, and nine days
since her dad
handed it over to her.
It was an important day.
Not necessarily
a happy day, though,
kind of bittersweet.
Then why are you doing it?
Because she could use
some cheering up, okay?
I know it's technically
not an anniversary,
but it's the best
I could come up with.
Curious sentiment.
The bitter part
has been well exposed.
Beka, certainly is impossible
to communicate with.
Harper,
can I ask you something?
Were you going to invite me?
Was there an invitation that
Rommie, Dylan
and Trance received
that somehow
was lost for me?
Hey, hey!
Like it matters now.
Well, as long as you're here,
help me out, would you?
Does that sign
look straight to you?
I just, I can't...
you really are concerned.
Well, yeah,
she's my number one bud.
I know, I know,
she's been a bit of a...
pain lately.
Going on and on
about everything and everyone,
complaining about me,
even saying Trance is weird,
and you...
What did you do to her?
You should hear what
she says about you.
Don't worry,
most of it's not true,
but look, Beka hasn't always
had it easy, you know.
So maybe we can show
some understanding
if she's a little bit...
difficult now and then.
So, 50-50?
Huh? Partners
like always?
What?
Come on. Come on...
Come on...
king of
the Nietzscheans?
You must have seen
Tyr's stash.
His booty.
He must have a hoard.
I saw some of it.
We could...
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
Just kidding.
Argh! 70-30?
TRANCE: Hey, guys!
Guys! She's coming!
What? She's early!
Where's Dylan?
Where's Rommie?
Hide.
[ENCHANTING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
TRANCE: No. Harper, no. Ah!
Harper? You wanted to see...
ALL: Surprise!
[LAUGHS]
Surprise.
Anniversary?
We needed something
to celebrate,
and guess what?
You're it.
Harper... You're insane,
you know that?
Ah-ha, but
you're smiling.
Nice going,
guys.
You know what the secret
to a surprise party is?
Timing!
You're late.
Come on in, grab
some glutemole,
if Rhade left any.
We're not here
for the party, Harper.
I'm sorry I have to do this,
but I have no choice.
Beka...
I need you to consent
to an exam
and to answer
a few questions.
What?
Now?
It can't wait.
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Well, if you insist.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[WEAPON POWERING UP]
I'll have to resist.
Well...
Now, this is what I call
a surprise party.
I don't know what's going on,
but whatever it is,
you've got me wrong.
Your actions have
just confirmed
what I only suspected.
You want something, Beka.
Tell us what.
[SCOFFS] I don't know
what you're talking about,
or why you'd go
to all this length to...
Hey, I had nothing
to do with this.
All I did was plan a party.
Beka, if it is true you don't
know what's going on,
then lower
your weapons.
Don't make it worse
than it already is.
And I called Harper
the insane one.
Boss, there must be
some mistake.
Yeah, like have I ever lied
to any one of you?
Well...
Don't answer that.
TRANCE: Bek, we need
to talk.
Oh, let me guess.
Before he left,
Dylan nominated you
substitute scolder.
So does that mean
that you deny
that what you did
was totally irresponsible
and selfish?
Trance, do you know
the consequences
of a guilty
verdict on Veris?
What they call
"rehabilitation"
the rest of the galaxy
calls "mutilation."
Technicore
will see to that.
What about the consequences
for the rest of us?
Come on, Beka,
look me in the eye
and tell me
that you considered that,
even for a nanosecond.
How about looking into
eyes I haven't seen
since I was barely
more than a punk kid
running simple scams.
I didn't plan this.
TRANCE: Nostalgia is not
an excuse,
no matter how
you romanticize it.
Isn't it?
Abel's an old friend.
He may be all I have left
of the good old days.
Let's talk about
what happened
last time we
encountered someone
from the good
old days.
Let's not.
Let's just say
how about being my friend
and showing a little faith
in my judgment?
Even if I think
you're making
a big mistake,
and we're going to have
to pay that price
right along with you?
BEKA: Maybe that's
what loyalty is.
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
What is it exactly
that Beka has done?
We have a mole
on board,
and Beka's behavior
indicates foreknowledge
of the attacks
we've been sustaining.
That's vague.
Is it?
If she has nothing to hide,
why is she holding
a weapon on us?
Beka, stand down.
I never dreamt you'd lose faith
in me so quickly, Dylan.
Someone's obviously set me up,
and you've actually
fallen for it.
Greetings, powerful woman.
What do you want, Tyr?
I have information, Beka.
You'll end up on a slave ship
or Magog food
if you stay on board
the Andromeda.
Dylan, the portal's a way
to control the Abyss,
and you've got
to get out of here.
The entire Nietzschean army
is headed this way...
to destroy you.
DYLAN: Beka, make sure...
Listen, the Magog
are close, only months
away.
We don't have
as much time
as we thought.
We'll get you out of there.
Yeah, well, you better hurry.
I have one angry Nietzschean
at the end of my barrel.
Not angry.
Disappointed.
I'll do it, Tyr.
[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLICKS]
[CLICKS]
I rendered that inoperable.
You will not stop me!
[LAUGHS WICKEDLY]
Maybe this is all your doing.
It's no one's
but your own, Beka.
Oh, spare me, Rommie.
You only know what
you're programmed to.
You'll get a fair hearing.
[SCOFFS] Right.
I've had fair
hearings, Dylan.
You've already
convicted me, Dylan.
It's written
all over your face.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ZAPPING]
[SINISTER MUSIC]
I'm not calling you "captain."
Dylan.
Dylan will be fine.
What now, captain?
Now we find out why.
ANDROMEDA: If Beka's actions
are being caused
by a chemical imbalance
in her brain,
we'll be able
to see that.
DYLAN: You mean an imbalance
she's causing in herself.
Flash.
It's the ultimate edge.
You'll love it.
Five milligrams today,
five milligrams tomorrow,
and the next day, you will be
selling your first born
for just one milligram more.
[BREATHING]
[LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY]
Joke's on you, sparky.
Five more jumps.
Five more jumps, sparky.
Walk away.
You were never here.
SEAMUS: You're doing flash.
I don't believe it. Flash?
Beka, come on, you know
what that stuff does to people.
People kill over
that stuff...
their family
and friends.
Did you know that
82% of people
on prison planets
are flash addicts?
Do you know what?
They tell you that kind
of stuff just to scare you.
Sure, to scare you
out of killing your neighbors.
Look, I'm not going
to pretend this crap
is good for me.
I know first-hand
what flash can...
I'm using minuscule doses
for a limited time.
It's medicine.
You're withdrawing
from a very powerful drug.
It's bound to be uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable?
Rev, every nerve ending
is on fire.
My skull is two sizes
too small.
I want to rip my skin off
with my fingernails.
I was thinking,
maybe it would be better
to taper off slowly,
you know? Safer.
I just need you to get me
a couple of drops.
I promise,
I promise,
just a taste.
Beka, this will not
end your pain.
It will merely postpone it.
That's funny.
I'm always the one
that has it all together,
but right now I just...
I just feel shattered
into a million pieces.
Never thought I'd say this,
but I'm almost hoping
it is flash.
If it is,
we'll find out right away.
Hemispheric rendering complete.
Projecting map.
Beka's neural pathway
seems intact.
Synapses, too.
SEAMUS: When
did it happen, Beka?
Hmm?
ANDROMEDA: Commencing security
file playback.
Subject,
Beka Valentine,
uncharacteristic
behavior.
Stop playback.
Surveillance data session
terminated.
Let's look at her
ventral pathway,
temporal lobe.
Enlarging.
Nothing.
Hmm.
Beka's brain seems to be
100% healthy...
physically.
Looks like
we're at a dead end.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
Dylan, there is something...
something odd.
Increase scanning zoom.
Increasing.
We're at
the molecular level.
This is not natural.
Looks like they're alive.
We have seen this
before, Dylan.
The gateway to the Abyss.
She's a direct link.
Hundreds of them,
and they're expanding.
Taking over her mind.
Their micro-chemical makeup
is enormously complex.
I'm processing
at 10 times the normal rate
and have only been able
to identify two components...
ANDROMEDA: Simmondsium
and muilamium.
Those are radical isotopes...
footprints of the Abyss.
But how? When did this happen?
Why her?
It must have happened
when Tyr had her
in the eighth dimension.
[ECHOES] Darkness! I am lost!
Did you bring me to this spot
for a purpose?
I am leader
of the Nietzscheans!
The reincarnation
of Drago Musevini!
Do you hear me?
I came here by accident!
There's no way out!
Except for her!
She will bring you Dylan Hunt!
In return,
you can get me out, alive!
[THUNDERCLAP]
[GROWLING AND SNARLING]
That's what it is.
She's been possessed.
The Abyss has her.
[STATELY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
It's not your fault.
Of course it is.
I'm captain of this vessel.
The Abyss was sending
messages through Beka,
through different
space and time.
It doesn't matter.
She's my responsibility.
Your pulse rate
is rising, captain.
It's uncharacteristically
negative.
You want negative?
Check out those
radical isotopes
in Beka's brain.
But, I want them out.
I should have seen it
when I was there.
Dylan!
I know you're nearby!
Here she is!
I'll give her to you,
and you give me the map!
Come and get her, captain!
Show yourself,
if you dare.
We'll see how
insolent you are
the next time we meet.
DYLAN: [WEAPON POWERING UP]
That'd be right about now.
You can't kill
me here.
I've made a deal
with the Abyss!
Then you're already dead...
And these cuffs...
Won't hurt a bit.
Ah!
[SCREAMING]
Beka...
Beka! It's me.
It's Dylan.
THE ABYSS: Beka...
SEAMUS: You okay?
we need to get her
back to the ship.
Beka...
Focus!
Dylan.
Think of being
back on board...
THE ABYSS: Beka...
The ship.
THE ABYSS: You are
already here.
you are already home.
Trance.
[ALARM BLARING]
THE ABYSS: Come back
to the light.
You are safe.
We all present
and accounted for?
Almost.
There's
no accounting
for Rhade.
Beka?
Welcome back.
This place has never
looked so good.
You never looked
so good in it.
Thanks.
You put yourself
in the line of fire
for all of us.
Yeah.
Now, let's get the hell
out of here.
Good idea.
I would eject her
from the ship.
Straight out an air lock, sir.
Permission to speak freely,
Nietzschean style, of course.
It has the logic
of utility.
Just because it works
doesn't make it
the right thing to do.
Beka is still in there
somewhere.
So is the Abyss.
That's right.
You know, if we could just
reach in there
and rip it out of her.
And I thought she was simply
out of her mind.
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Rhade, you're brilliant.
Thank you.
Rommie, get Harper down here.
I want the two of you to make
a credible simulation
of Beka's mind.
We could create a convincing
VR Environment,
but it would depend
on the purpose.
Convincing enough that Beka,
in the Abyss,
would think that it's really
her unconscious.
A mixture of real
and unreal elements...
imitating memories, dreams.
In this case, a nightmare.
Parts of it
would need to be abstract,
others, familiar.
It would be more of
a static model
than a dynamic one,
but we could color it
with enough of Beka's
life on board
to make it seem
like organic sentience.
And then?
We lure the Abyss
out of Beka's mind
into the simulation.
Bait and switch.
Along inter-neural pathways
that link Beka's brain
with the brain that Rommie
and Harper have created.
Precisely.
And the bait?
Well, that would be me...
but we need to proceed
with caution.
We still don't know
how the Abyss got in Beka or...
what it's done to her.
Report all stations!
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
What the hell?
We are on the other side.
Everyone is all right.
Harper?
Every time I look,
I get a different
reading, boss.
[INDISTINCT] ...I'm fine.
My head is just
spinning a little.
Boss?
[ECHOES] Boss!
Rommie, give me readings.
I'm getting no readings.
[VOICE DISTORTED]
My systems are nominal.
I have lost my entire crew.
Unable to register
a record of defense
as there is zero input
or stimulus.
As there is zero input.
TRANCE: Once the Abyss
has been forced out of Beka,
there is only
one way to ensure
that it will remain in
the computer simulation
and not try to get
back into Beka,
and that is to make her
unappealing.
Dead is unappealing.
That is about as good
as your first suggestion.
ANDROMEDA: Not if we drop
her core temperature low enough.
It will give us extra time
to reanimate her intact.
Possibly.
TRANCE: And with Beka gone,
the Abyss no longer has
consciousness to feed off of.
It would be forced to flee.
And consciousness
is what it wants most?
This is dangerous, Captain,
but it could succeed.
Right.
So to save Beka...
We have to kill her.
[MYSTICAL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[RHYTHMIC BEEPING]
This is newer
VR Tech.
The interface is more direct,
but it means that it's
much more dangerous for you.
If anything
happens to you
while you are in VR,
your body in reality
will respond in the same way.
Thank you.
We've kept it simple,
concentrated on things
we could be sure of...
Beka's awareness
and memories
while on Andromeda.
TRANCE: The psychological
construct will be recognizable
to you.
The synaptic threshold
will be at the end
of corridor 63 delta.
Once you lead
the Abyss there,
we shut the bulkhead
and trap the Abyss
inside the recreation.
In theory.
Then we revive Beka.
Now, it is also possible
that the Abyss will realize
it's inside a recreation,
and with Beka being dead,
go after the only
consciousness left...
Yours.
It's a chance
we'll have to take.
When the Abyss moves,
it will be as fast as thought.
Then I'll have to be faster.
Let's do this.
Beginning
cryogenic process.
[DEVICES POWERING UP]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
This is different.
[SURREAL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[DISTANT GROWLING AND SNARLING]
[GROWLING]
The subconscious projections
are a nice touch, Rommie.
I didn't
create those.
Impulses
from Beka's mind
must be leaking
into the simulation.
She must be
partly conscious.
Not for long.
ANDROMEDA: Cryogenic process,
79% complete.
I'm at the threshold interface.
Cryogenic process,
93.3% complete.
One minute to flatline.
Five seconds
until Beka flatlines.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
[CONSOLE ALARM BEEPING]
And she's gone.
Beka?
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Beka?
BEKA: I'm here.
I'm cold.
Let me take you to safety.
I can't.
I'm not free.
You can fight this.
[DISTANT HOWLING]
Remember
how tough you are?
Come on.
[DISTANT HOWLING]
We're almost safe.
Where are you
taking me?
Beka, I told you that...
No!
[GROWLING]
Something's wrong.
[GROWLING GROWS LOUDER]
None of this is right.
There's that old
sparkle in the eyes
I recognize.
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[LOW PITCHED VOICE]
You cannot defeat me.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[LOW PITCHED VOICE]
I've waited for this.
Your future is mine.
Sorry,
I'm already spoken for.
[ALARM BEEPING]
Dylan's vitals are
dangerously high.
TRANCE: We have to revive Beka
in 28 seconds.
Dylan, exit now.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
ANDROMEDA: Dylan,
you have to exit now.
I'm a little...
busy right now.
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
If you can bleed,
you can die!
We must revive Beka
in 10 seconds.
SEAMUS: Do it!
Come on, do it.
ANDROMEDA: Just wait, Harper.
Dylan, exit now!
[HIGH PITCHED BUZZ]
Now!
Dylan, do you copy?
It's gone.
Get me out of here.
[ALARM BEEPING RAPIDLY]
Bring her back!
ANDROMEDA: Initiating reversal.
It worked.
It's gone.
I detect no mass
in Beka's constructed mind,
no traces
of any radical isotopes.
Come on, Beka.
Her temperature is rising,
but her other vitals
are waning.
It's not working.
Something's blocking
her autonomic impulses.
I saw the damn thing go!
Come on, Beka, breathe.
Breathe, Beka!
Breathe, damn it,
that's an order!
[SHARP BREATH]
[BEKA BREATHING NORMALLY]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
I used to think
either you were
born unpleasant,
or something
made you that way.
I find you
confusing at best,
but I came here to learn,
and I think the real Beka
has much to teach,
So...
if you can hear
any of this,
RHADE: you might want
to consider waking up,
even just to say
I told you so...
SEAMUS: All right,
sleeping beauty.
Here's a good one.
Remember when we caught
the fluorescent leeches?
You dared me to eat one,
thinking I actually would.
Remember how sick I got?
All over the Maru?
Well, you probably don't want
to remember that, but me?
I guess I just can't
stop thinking.
Maybe I won't own
an entire planet
inhabited solely by women.
It's unnecessary,
and too much responsibility.
Besides, they'll be
all over me anyway
with that treasure.
If it's gems,
I say we... keep the best,
and sell the rest.
Now, that's thinking.
What a kick, huh?
Hidden treasure,
power-sucking moons,
hungry Magog,
it's like bedtime stories
my nana told me.
DYLAN: But I would bet
she didn't believe
they were true, Mr. Harper.
If there is treasure,
it logically follows
that I deserve it,
therefore, we could find it
and be filthy rich.
Knock yourself out.
Be my guest.
Hunt away for your treasure.
Priorities.
Markings match
the Red Fedorov,
lost 316 years ago.
SEAMUS: Rommie, what was
the cargo on the Fedorov?
Cargo listed as
serial quantum chips.
Serial quantum chips?
Sheesh!
Those babies
are only the fastest,
smallest microprocessors
ever built,
virtually unobtainable
since the fall
of the Commonwealth.
They're probably
worth a...
Treasure!
Treasure!
Jackpot.
Jackpot.
My luck.
And mine.
Who knew
they'd be ruined
by years of exposure
to cosmic rays?
How can
the only options
be poor and alive,
rich and dead?
For now, Harper.
Someday,
you may be able
to buy your mom
those shoes.
Yeah, maybe.
Then again, she always
wanted a blender.
[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
DYLAN: That she's in pain
and vomiting
doesn't make sense.
Retching, actually.
I have no further information
for you, Captain.
RHADE: Captain!
Rommie, report.
[VOICE REPEATING]
Analysis...
Impeded readings...
May suggest multiple
radical isotopes.
Rommie, shut down all
but vital functions.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Should I get Harper
to initiate manual override?
Rommie, tell me you're still
in control of the ship!
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
ANDROMEDA: It's venting oxygen
from the ship.
Complete depletion
in 15 minutes.
I want everyone
on supplemental oxygen.
That won't stop the ship
from becoming a vacuum.
No,
but it will buy time,
what little we have left.
[STATELY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Five minutes of oxygen
remaining,
and still depleting.
Trance has presented me
with this option.
It's a little bit tricky,
so I'd like your opinion.
Well, sir, Trance
is a mystery,
but she understands the Abyss
in ways none of the rest
of us do.
I even suspect
she may have played a part
in defeating it before.
Can she defeat it
in Andromeda's VR?
I wonder.
The question
becomes
can you risk losing Rommie,
Beka, and Trance,
and survive
with only Harper and me?
I think it is a mystery
that answers are found.
You must trust
the only remaining source of it
in order to save
the whole of it.
Rhade, permission
to speak freely more often...
once we have
more oxygen.
ANDROMEDA: Oxygen level
will deplete in four minutes.
Now, I can pull you out
if you feel you can't do it.
I can do this.
Rhade?
Activating VR.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROWLING AND SNARLING]
[WEAPON POWERING UP]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
I have it with me.
We will defeat you!
Light, illumination,
creation.
There is no place
where light cannot be born!
[EERIE MUSIC]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
Bring it.
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Trance?
Tell me you're okay.
Were you able to...
I saw the Abyss,
but I'm not sure
if it's gone.
[BEEPING]
ANDROMEDA: Oxygen generation
restored. All systems normal.
I think it's gone.
[SERENE INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Rommie?
I missed you guys.
Hello, Beka.
Hello.
You look like you're
feeling better.
Yeah.
It's all a blank,
you know...
since the party.
Hmm...
I, uh, keep wondering
what it must have been like
for you.
Being possessed
by the Abyss?
Strange...
but also beautiful.
Beautiful?
Well, that's
a disturbing surprise.
[LAUGHS]
I can't describe
it exactly.
I mean, there was sorrow
beyond anything, and fear.
It was kind of like...
A half-forgotten dream.
Huh...
well, let's make it
a completely forgotten
nightmare,
and I'll be happy.
It's odd.
You know, my time in the dark
helped me see the light.
Well, of course,
it's the law of polarity.
It's like good and evil.
The two are mutually exclusive,
and then you're forced
to choose between them.
I've made my choice.
Good...
because we've got a battle
ahead of us, and you have
got the helm.
Aye, aye, Captain Hunt.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
Yeah, I said it.
[LILTING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
and 50 seconds.
One hour, 59 minutes
and 55 seconds.
Two hours.
And nothing.
First time in two days
Pish's bounty Hunters
haven't found us
within an hour
of exiting slipstream.
Looks like we finally
ditched them.
We haven't been ditching them,
we've been demolishing them.
Repeatedly.
Yet more always come.
Until now.
At least, it looks that way.
Okay, I don't know
about the rest of you,
but I'm going to take
that shower I was headed to
when all this hit the fan.
I suppose it wouldn't hurt
to stand down.
Shall I cancel
shipwide alert?
The crew is desperate
for a break.
Cancel it.
Maybe that shower idea's
not so bad.
Alone.
Slipstream events detected.
Identifying.
Don't bother,
it's more of the same.
Bounty Hunters.
This time,
it's Restors.
You're right.
Tell me
this isn't happening again.
Battle stations!
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ALARM BLARING]
Offensive missiles,
tubes one through 20.
Fire!
Don't tell me
I missed everything.
Take us to slipstream.
Rommie...
That did it.
Now I know I'm right.
Captain, I scan
every signal
generated
from this ship.
I didn't say I know
how they were doing it,
but those bounty Hunters
keep finding us
because someone
is telling them where we are.
So you're saying
we have a traitor on board.
Who do you think it is?
I'm damn well going
to find out.
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]
ANDROMEDA: So far, polygraph
body-scans show nothing.
No one with stress levels
beyond normal.
Although the readings
may be skewed
due to present
circumstances.
Being on the run.
My stress level should
be off the charts.
Actually,
you're handling it very well...
or you hide it very well.
I'm an enigma.
List all personnel
who have access
to override your systems.
That would narrow it down
to these.
That's it?
Oh, come on.
I can't believe
any one of them
would be doing this.
Rhade, being Nietzschean,
would be our most
likely suspect.
He is genetically
engineered
to camouflage
his emotions.
Trance?
Never.
Harper?
He would know
better than anyone
how to get a message past
your sensors.
My heartbeat
is like the divine.
It is the air.
It is the water.
My heartbeat is like
the divine.
Not to worry,
I got their numbers.
Resonance
frequencies.
SEAMUS: I'll fry
their circuits with
the push of a button.
On the other hand,
you're probably asking
yourselves "Who designed
these A.P. Converters?
So subtle, yet so complex
in their conceptualization.
Who could it possibly be?"
I got it.
I got it! I got it!
Whoo-hoo!
Trust in the Harper,
the Harper is good!
Whoo...
and Beka.
Lately,
she's been a little, well...
Testy?
To put it mildly.
Scan your logs for footage
and readings on all three.
Are you looking
for anything in particular?
Yes.
I want their
physiological reactions
to each time
the bounty Hunters appeared.
Increased heart rate
and blood pressure,
but then again, so does
the rest of the crew.
So everyone had
the same reaction.
Your basic autonomic
"fight or flight" response
all the way across the board.
Check it again...
but this time,
before the attack has arrived.
To see if our traitor
had a pre-action.
Correct.
On screen.
There.
I see it.
And a downward spike
in body temperature
every time.
[CAPTIVATING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Ow!
Hey, telema-schmuckus!
Back off my glutemole
and semptis.
What's it here for
if not to eat?
"Happy anniversary."
To whom?
You can read.
It's to Beka
and the Maru.
It's been ten years...
three months, and nine days
since her dad
handed it over to her.
It was an important day.
Not necessarily
a happy day, though,
kind of bittersweet.
Then why are you doing it?
Because she could use
some cheering up, okay?
I know it's technically
not an anniversary,
but it's the best
I could come up with.
Curious sentiment.
The bitter part
has been well exposed.
Beka, certainly is impossible
to communicate with.
Harper,
can I ask you something?
Were you going to invite me?
Was there an invitation that
Rommie, Dylan
and Trance received
that somehow
was lost for me?
Hey, hey!
Like it matters now.
Well, as long as you're here,
help me out, would you?
Does that sign
look straight to you?
I just, I can't...
you really are concerned.
Well, yeah,
she's my number one bud.
I know, I know,
she's been a bit of a...
pain lately.
Going on and on
about everything and everyone,
complaining about me,
even saying Trance is weird,
and you...
What did you do to her?
You should hear what
she says about you.
Don't worry,
most of it's not true,
but look, Beka hasn't always
had it easy, you know.
So maybe we can show
some understanding
if she's a little bit...
difficult now and then.
So, 50-50?
Huh? Partners
like always?
What?
Come on. Come on...
Come on...
king of
the Nietzscheans?
You must have seen
Tyr's stash.
His booty.
He must have a hoard.
I saw some of it.
We could...
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
Just kidding.
Argh! 70-30?
TRANCE: Hey, guys!
Guys! She's coming!
What? She's early!
Where's Dylan?
Where's Rommie?
Hide.
[ENCHANTING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
TRANCE: No. Harper, no. Ah!
Harper? You wanted to see...
ALL: Surprise!
[LAUGHS]
Surprise.
Anniversary?
We needed something
to celebrate,
and guess what?
You're it.
Harper... You're insane,
you know that?
Ah-ha, but
you're smiling.
Nice going,
guys.
You know what the secret
to a surprise party is?
Timing!
You're late.
Come on in, grab
some glutemole,
if Rhade left any.
We're not here
for the party, Harper.
I'm sorry I have to do this,
but I have no choice.
Beka...
I need you to consent
to an exam
and to answer
a few questions.
What?
Now?
It can't wait.
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Well, if you insist.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[WEAPON POWERING UP]
I'll have to resist.
Well...
Now, this is what I call
a surprise party.
I don't know what's going on,
but whatever it is,
you've got me wrong.
Your actions have
just confirmed
what I only suspected.
You want something, Beka.
Tell us what.
[SCOFFS] I don't know
what you're talking about,
or why you'd go
to all this length to...
Hey, I had nothing
to do with this.
All I did was plan a party.
Beka, if it is true you don't
know what's going on,
then lower
your weapons.
Don't make it worse
than it already is.
And I called Harper
the insane one.
Boss, there must be
some mistake.
Yeah, like have I ever lied
to any one of you?
Well...
Don't answer that.
TRANCE: Bek, we need
to talk.
Oh, let me guess.
Before he left,
Dylan nominated you
substitute scolder.
So does that mean
that you deny
that what you did
was totally irresponsible
and selfish?
Trance, do you know
the consequences
of a guilty
verdict on Veris?
What they call
"rehabilitation"
the rest of the galaxy
calls "mutilation."
Technicore
will see to that.
What about the consequences
for the rest of us?
Come on, Beka,
look me in the eye
and tell me
that you considered that,
even for a nanosecond.
How about looking into
eyes I haven't seen
since I was barely
more than a punk kid
running simple scams.
I didn't plan this.
TRANCE: Nostalgia is not
an excuse,
no matter how
you romanticize it.
Isn't it?
Abel's an old friend.
He may be all I have left
of the good old days.
Let's talk about
what happened
last time we
encountered someone
from the good
old days.
Let's not.
Let's just say
how about being my friend
and showing a little faith
in my judgment?
Even if I think
you're making
a big mistake,
and we're going to have
to pay that price
right along with you?
BEKA: Maybe that's
what loyalty is.
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
What is it exactly
that Beka has done?
We have a mole
on board,
and Beka's behavior
indicates foreknowledge
of the attacks
we've been sustaining.
That's vague.
Is it?
If she has nothing to hide,
why is she holding
a weapon on us?
Beka, stand down.
I never dreamt you'd lose faith
in me so quickly, Dylan.
Someone's obviously set me up,
and you've actually
fallen for it.
Greetings, powerful woman.
What do you want, Tyr?
I have information, Beka.
You'll end up on a slave ship
or Magog food
if you stay on board
the Andromeda.
Dylan, the portal's a way
to control the Abyss,
and you've got
to get out of here.
The entire Nietzschean army
is headed this way...
to destroy you.
DYLAN: Beka, make sure...
Listen, the Magog
are close, only months
away.
We don't have
as much time
as we thought.
We'll get you out of there.
Yeah, well, you better hurry.
I have one angry Nietzschean
at the end of my barrel.
Not angry.
Disappointed.
I'll do it, Tyr.
[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLICKS]
[CLICKS]
I rendered that inoperable.
You will not stop me!
[LAUGHS WICKEDLY]
Maybe this is all your doing.
It's no one's
but your own, Beka.
Oh, spare me, Rommie.
You only know what
you're programmed to.
You'll get a fair hearing.
[SCOFFS] Right.
I've had fair
hearings, Dylan.
You've already
convicted me, Dylan.
It's written
all over your face.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ZAPPING]
[SINISTER MUSIC]
I'm not calling you "captain."
Dylan.
Dylan will be fine.
What now, captain?
Now we find out why.
ANDROMEDA: If Beka's actions
are being caused
by a chemical imbalance
in her brain,
we'll be able
to see that.
DYLAN: You mean an imbalance
she's causing in herself.
Flash.
It's the ultimate edge.
You'll love it.
Five milligrams today,
five milligrams tomorrow,
and the next day, you will be
selling your first born
for just one milligram more.
[BREATHING]
[LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY]
Joke's on you, sparky.
Five more jumps.
Five more jumps, sparky.
Walk away.
You were never here.
SEAMUS: You're doing flash.
I don't believe it. Flash?
Beka, come on, you know
what that stuff does to people.
People kill over
that stuff...
their family
and friends.
Did you know that
82% of people
on prison planets
are flash addicts?
Do you know what?
They tell you that kind
of stuff just to scare you.
Sure, to scare you
out of killing your neighbors.
Look, I'm not going
to pretend this crap
is good for me.
I know first-hand
what flash can...
I'm using minuscule doses
for a limited time.
It's medicine.
You're withdrawing
from a very powerful drug.
It's bound to be uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable?
Rev, every nerve ending
is on fire.
My skull is two sizes
too small.
I want to rip my skin off
with my fingernails.
I was thinking,
maybe it would be better
to taper off slowly,
you know? Safer.
I just need you to get me
a couple of drops.
I promise,
I promise,
just a taste.
Beka, this will not
end your pain.
It will merely postpone it.
That's funny.
I'm always the one
that has it all together,
but right now I just...
I just feel shattered
into a million pieces.
Never thought I'd say this,
but I'm almost hoping
it is flash.
If it is,
we'll find out right away.
Hemispheric rendering complete.
Projecting map.
Beka's neural pathway
seems intact.
Synapses, too.
SEAMUS: When
did it happen, Beka?
Hmm?
ANDROMEDA: Commencing security
file playback.
Subject,
Beka Valentine,
uncharacteristic
behavior.
Stop playback.
Surveillance data session
terminated.
Let's look at her
ventral pathway,
temporal lobe.
Enlarging.
Nothing.
Hmm.
Beka's brain seems to be
100% healthy...
physically.
Looks like
we're at a dead end.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
Dylan, there is something...
something odd.
Increase scanning zoom.
Increasing.
We're at
the molecular level.
This is not natural.
Looks like they're alive.
We have seen this
before, Dylan.
The gateway to the Abyss.
She's a direct link.
Hundreds of them,
and they're expanding.
Taking over her mind.
Their micro-chemical makeup
is enormously complex.
I'm processing
at 10 times the normal rate
and have only been able
to identify two components...
ANDROMEDA: Simmondsium
and muilamium.
Those are radical isotopes...
footprints of the Abyss.
But how? When did this happen?
Why her?
It must have happened
when Tyr had her
in the eighth dimension.
[ECHOES] Darkness! I am lost!
Did you bring me to this spot
for a purpose?
I am leader
of the Nietzscheans!
The reincarnation
of Drago Musevini!
Do you hear me?
I came here by accident!
There's no way out!
Except for her!
She will bring you Dylan Hunt!
In return,
you can get me out, alive!
[THUNDERCLAP]
[GROWLING AND SNARLING]
That's what it is.
She's been possessed.
The Abyss has her.
[STATELY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
It's not your fault.
Of course it is.
I'm captain of this vessel.
The Abyss was sending
messages through Beka,
through different
space and time.
It doesn't matter.
She's my responsibility.
Your pulse rate
is rising, captain.
It's uncharacteristically
negative.
You want negative?
Check out those
radical isotopes
in Beka's brain.
But, I want them out.
I should have seen it
when I was there.
Dylan!
I know you're nearby!
Here she is!
I'll give her to you,
and you give me the map!
Come and get her, captain!
Show yourself,
if you dare.
We'll see how
insolent you are
the next time we meet.
DYLAN: [WEAPON POWERING UP]
That'd be right about now.
You can't kill
me here.
I've made a deal
with the Abyss!
Then you're already dead...
And these cuffs...
Won't hurt a bit.
Ah!
[SCREAMING]
Beka...
Beka! It's me.
It's Dylan.
THE ABYSS: Beka...
SEAMUS: You okay?
we need to get her
back to the ship.
Beka...
Focus!
Dylan.
Think of being
back on board...
THE ABYSS: Beka...
The ship.
THE ABYSS: You are
already here.
you are already home.
Trance.
[ALARM BLARING]
THE ABYSS: Come back
to the light.
You are safe.
We all present
and accounted for?
Almost.
There's
no accounting
for Rhade.
Beka?
Welcome back.
This place has never
looked so good.
You never looked
so good in it.
Thanks.
You put yourself
in the line of fire
for all of us.
Yeah.
Now, let's get the hell
out of here.
Good idea.
I would eject her
from the ship.
Straight out an air lock, sir.
Permission to speak freely,
Nietzschean style, of course.
It has the logic
of utility.
Just because it works
doesn't make it
the right thing to do.
Beka is still in there
somewhere.
So is the Abyss.
That's right.
You know, if we could just
reach in there
and rip it out of her.
And I thought she was simply
out of her mind.
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Rhade, you're brilliant.
Thank you.
Rommie, get Harper down here.
I want the two of you to make
a credible simulation
of Beka's mind.
We could create a convincing
VR Environment,
but it would depend
on the purpose.
Convincing enough that Beka,
in the Abyss,
would think that it's really
her unconscious.
A mixture of real
and unreal elements...
imitating memories, dreams.
In this case, a nightmare.
Parts of it
would need to be abstract,
others, familiar.
It would be more of
a static model
than a dynamic one,
but we could color it
with enough of Beka's
life on board
to make it seem
like organic sentience.
And then?
We lure the Abyss
out of Beka's mind
into the simulation.
Bait and switch.
Along inter-neural pathways
that link Beka's brain
with the brain that Rommie
and Harper have created.
Precisely.
And the bait?
Well, that would be me...
but we need to proceed
with caution.
We still don't know
how the Abyss got in Beka or...
what it's done to her.
Report all stations!
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
What the hell?
We are on the other side.
Everyone is all right.
Harper?
Every time I look,
I get a different
reading, boss.
[INDISTINCT] ...I'm fine.
My head is just
spinning a little.
Boss?
[ECHOES] Boss!
Rommie, give me readings.
I'm getting no readings.
[VOICE DISTORTED]
My systems are nominal.
I have lost my entire crew.
Unable to register
a record of defense
as there is zero input
or stimulus.
As there is zero input.
TRANCE: Once the Abyss
has been forced out of Beka,
there is only
one way to ensure
that it will remain in
the computer simulation
and not try to get
back into Beka,
and that is to make her
unappealing.
Dead is unappealing.
That is about as good
as your first suggestion.
ANDROMEDA: Not if we drop
her core temperature low enough.
It will give us extra time
to reanimate her intact.
Possibly.
TRANCE: And with Beka gone,
the Abyss no longer has
consciousness to feed off of.
It would be forced to flee.
And consciousness
is what it wants most?
This is dangerous, Captain,
but it could succeed.
Right.
So to save Beka...
We have to kill her.
[MYSTICAL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[RHYTHMIC BEEPING]
This is newer
VR Tech.
The interface is more direct,
but it means that it's
much more dangerous for you.
If anything
happens to you
while you are in VR,
your body in reality
will respond in the same way.
Thank you.
We've kept it simple,
concentrated on things
we could be sure of...
Beka's awareness
and memories
while on Andromeda.
TRANCE: The psychological
construct will be recognizable
to you.
The synaptic threshold
will be at the end
of corridor 63 delta.
Once you lead
the Abyss there,
we shut the bulkhead
and trap the Abyss
inside the recreation.
In theory.
Then we revive Beka.
Now, it is also possible
that the Abyss will realize
it's inside a recreation,
and with Beka being dead,
go after the only
consciousness left...
Yours.
It's a chance
we'll have to take.
When the Abyss moves,
it will be as fast as thought.
Then I'll have to be faster.
Let's do this.
Beginning
cryogenic process.
[DEVICES POWERING UP]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
This is different.
[SURREAL INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[DISTANT GROWLING AND SNARLING]
[GROWLING]
The subconscious projections
are a nice touch, Rommie.
I didn't
create those.
Impulses
from Beka's mind
must be leaking
into the simulation.
She must be
partly conscious.
Not for long.
ANDROMEDA: Cryogenic process,
79% complete.
I'm at the threshold interface.
Cryogenic process,
93.3% complete.
One minute to flatline.
Five seconds
until Beka flatlines.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
[CONSOLE ALARM BEEPING]
And she's gone.
Beka?
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Beka?
BEKA: I'm here.
I'm cold.
Let me take you to safety.
I can't.
I'm not free.
You can fight this.
[DISTANT HOWLING]
Remember
how tough you are?
Come on.
[DISTANT HOWLING]
We're almost safe.
Where are you
taking me?
Beka, I told you that...
No!
[GROWLING]
Something's wrong.
[GROWLING GROWS LOUDER]
None of this is right.
There's that old
sparkle in the eyes
I recognize.
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[LOW PITCHED VOICE]
You cannot defeat me.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[LOW PITCHED VOICE]
I've waited for this.
Your future is mine.
Sorry,
I'm already spoken for.
[ALARM BEEPING]
Dylan's vitals are
dangerously high.
TRANCE: We have to revive Beka
in 28 seconds.
Dylan, exit now.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
ANDROMEDA: Dylan,
you have to exit now.
I'm a little...
busy right now.
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
If you can bleed,
you can die!
We must revive Beka
in 10 seconds.
SEAMUS: Do it!
Come on, do it.
ANDROMEDA: Just wait, Harper.
Dylan, exit now!
[HIGH PITCHED BUZZ]
Now!
Dylan, do you copy?
It's gone.
Get me out of here.
[ALARM BEEPING RAPIDLY]
Bring her back!
ANDROMEDA: Initiating reversal.
It worked.
It's gone.
I detect no mass
in Beka's constructed mind,
no traces
of any radical isotopes.
Come on, Beka.
Her temperature is rising,
but her other vitals
are waning.
It's not working.
Something's blocking
her autonomic impulses.
I saw the damn thing go!
Come on, Beka, breathe.
Breathe, Beka!
Breathe, damn it,
that's an order!
[SHARP BREATH]
[BEKA BREATHING NORMALLY]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
I used to think
either you were
born unpleasant,
or something
made you that way.
I find you
confusing at best,
but I came here to learn,
and I think the real Beka
has much to teach,
So...
if you can hear
any of this,
RHADE: you might want
to consider waking up,
even just to say
I told you so...
SEAMUS: All right,
sleeping beauty.
Here's a good one.
Remember when we caught
the fluorescent leeches?
You dared me to eat one,
thinking I actually would.
Remember how sick I got?
All over the Maru?
Well, you probably don't want
to remember that, but me?
I guess I just can't
stop thinking.
Maybe I won't own
an entire planet
inhabited solely by women.
It's unnecessary,
and too much responsibility.
Besides, they'll be
all over me anyway
with that treasure.
If it's gems,
I say we... keep the best,
and sell the rest.
Now, that's thinking.
What a kick, huh?
Hidden treasure,
power-sucking moons,
hungry Magog,
it's like bedtime stories
my nana told me.
DYLAN: But I would bet
she didn't believe
they were true, Mr. Harper.
If there is treasure,
it logically follows
that I deserve it,
therefore, we could find it
and be filthy rich.
Knock yourself out.
Be my guest.
Hunt away for your treasure.
Priorities.
Markings match
the Red Fedorov,
lost 316 years ago.
SEAMUS: Rommie, what was
the cargo on the Fedorov?
Cargo listed as
serial quantum chips.
Serial quantum chips?
Sheesh!
Those babies
are only the fastest,
smallest microprocessors
ever built,
virtually unobtainable
since the fall
of the Commonwealth.
They're probably
worth a...
Treasure!
Treasure!
Jackpot.
Jackpot.
My luck.
And mine.
Who knew
they'd be ruined
by years of exposure
to cosmic rays?
How can
the only options
be poor and alive,
rich and dead?
For now, Harper.
Someday,
you may be able
to buy your mom
those shoes.
Yeah, maybe.
Then again, she always
wanted a blender.
[SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
DYLAN: That she's in pain
and vomiting
doesn't make sense.
Retching, actually.
I have no further information
for you, Captain.
RHADE: Captain!
Rommie, report.
[VOICE REPEATING]
Analysis...
Impeded readings...
May suggest multiple
radical isotopes.
Rommie, shut down all
but vital functions.
[GRIPPING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Should I get Harper
to initiate manual override?
Rommie, tell me you're still
in control of the ship!
[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
ANDROMEDA: It's venting oxygen
from the ship.
Complete depletion
in 15 minutes.
I want everyone
on supplemental oxygen.
That won't stop the ship
from becoming a vacuum.
No,
but it will buy time,
what little we have left.
[STATELY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Five minutes of oxygen
remaining,
and still depleting.
Trance has presented me
with this option.
It's a little bit tricky,
so I'd like your opinion.
Well, sir, Trance
is a mystery,
but she understands the Abyss
in ways none of the rest
of us do.
I even suspect
she may have played a part
in defeating it before.
Can she defeat it
in Andromeda's VR?
I wonder.
The question
becomes
can you risk losing Rommie,
Beka, and Trance,
and survive
with only Harper and me?
I think it is a mystery
that answers are found.
You must trust
the only remaining source of it
in order to save
the whole of it.
Rhade, permission
to speak freely more often...
once we have
more oxygen.
ANDROMEDA: Oxygen level
will deplete in four minutes.
Now, I can pull you out
if you feel you can't do it.
I can do this.
Rhade?
Activating VR.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROWLING AND SNARLING]
[WEAPON POWERING UP]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
I have it with me.
We will defeat you!
Light, illumination,
creation.
There is no place
where light cannot be born!
[EERIE MUSIC]
[SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
Bring it.
[HIGH PITCHED SCREAMING]
[VALIANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Trance?
Tell me you're okay.
Were you able to...
I saw the Abyss,
but I'm not sure
if it's gone.
[BEEPING]
ANDROMEDA: Oxygen generation
restored. All systems normal.
I think it's gone.
[SERENE INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
Rommie?
I missed you guys.
Hello, Beka.
Hello.
You look like you're
feeling better.
Yeah.
It's all a blank,
you know...
since the party.
Hmm...
I, uh, keep wondering
what it must have been like
for you.
Being possessed
by the Abyss?
Strange...
but also beautiful.
Beautiful?
Well, that's
a disturbing surprise.
[LAUGHS]
I can't describe
it exactly.
I mean, there was sorrow
beyond anything, and fear.
It was kind of like...
A half-forgotten dream.
Huh...
well, let's make it
a completely forgotten
nightmare,
and I'll be happy.
It's odd.
You know, my time in the dark
helped me see the light.
Well, of course,
it's the law of polarity.
It's like good and evil.
The two are mutually exclusive,
and then you're forced
to choose between them.
I've made my choice.
Good...
because we've got a battle
ahead of us, and you have
got the helm.
Aye, aye, Captain Hunt.
[CONSOLE BEEPING]
Yeah, I said it.
[LILTING INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]