Andromeda (2000–2005): Season 4, Episode 18 - Trusting the Gordian Maze - full transcript

Dylan?

I've got one
question about this plan.

What if it isn't her?

Then we've got a
world of problems.

We may even if it is her.

The only thing we know for
sure-- whoever was on that ship

was sent by the Commonwealth.

The good Commonwealth
or the bad Commonwealth?

That's what I
intend to find out.

Whoever it is, they're
docking in two minutes.

Get me Rhade's Slipfighter.



All right.

- Captain.
- You're on.

Make it look good.

Like I've been
to Hell and back.

Rhade's Slipfighter

is on rapid approach.

OK, let's
say this is Indra Xicol.

She's a super secret spy, right?

That means nobody has
any information on her--

no records, no pictures.

Well, I was able to uncover
an extant psychological study

indicating that
Indra Xicol suffered

a severe loss early in life.

Now that could come in handy.



Yeah, but why send Indra, or
any unknown, to patch things

up between you
and the Triumvirs.

This isn't about
mending fences,

it's about the star map--

and Tri-Jema will do anything
she can to get her hands on it.

This is our showdown.
- Ah.

Docking complete.

Indra Xicol.

Welcome to the
Andromeda Ascendant.

Captain Hunt.

This is a wonderful beginning.

The True Commonwealth and its
greatest asset, Dylan Hunt

reconcile that for
too long a time.

And generosity is its own
gift, so I'm doubly blessed.

As representative
of the triumvirate,

I am empowered to offer
their trust and forgiveness.

That's handy, since I
didn't do anything wrong.

And trust, Indra,
is a two-way street.

But we're here for the
future, not the past.

The star map.

I am flattered that
you're trusting me

to deliver it to the Triumvirs.

Well, you should be.

But they're not going to get it.

No one is.

It's been stolen.

Stolen.

Of course it has.

I get here and it's gone?

Stolen?

From a high-guard warship?

It's missing for several days.

My ship's avatar was
manipulated by someone on board.

We're unsure who.

My internal
clocks were disrupted by an E

impulse centered in the ICC.

It delayed my interpretation
of events long enough

for someone to enter
and exit before I

was able to get back online.

I see.

You're not doing very
well with this trust thing.

You're right.

Of course.

I apologize.

How can I help you to retrieve
the star map, Captain Hunt?

Well, thanks for offering,
but I've taken care of it.

I would guess-- if I
were the guessing sort--

that you've already
sent someone to retrieve

the copy of the star map?

The copy that you made?

The copy you sent with
the fourth currier

before entering the
Route of Ages yourself.

That's very good.

I scanned the
record of your trial.

Ah, you know,
I've heard that I

make for entertaining reading.

Actually, I find you much
more interesting in person.

Now I'm the one
who's flattered.

Captain, Rhade's slipfighter
just exited slipstream.

It's on a crash
course trajectory.

On screen.

Rhade, status.

I couldn't get through
the maze, Captain,

and so, obviously, was
able to retrieve the map.

My ship has been
damaged in the attempt.

Don't think I'm gonna make it.

You're going to make it.

Match his speed.

All right.

This is where I impress you.

Ready and willing.

Ah!

VC-Odd left.

Stabilizers gone.

Contact in five,
four, three, two one.

Rhade's vitals are strong.

The slipfighter's are not.

It's a small price to pay.

Well, looks like we don't have
a copy of the star map either.

Which I guess means another
attempt at retrieving it?

You're way ahead of me.

I don't think so.

Rommie, show Indra Xicol
to her quarters, please.

I'll see you later, once I
decide what I want to do.

I think you already
know, Captain.

There goes
trouble on two legs.

Where the hell is that
spikey-headed little midget?

Well you're still
in one piece, Rhade.

That's all that matters.

Harper was supposed
to adjust my stabilizers

so it looked like
I had an accident,

not so I'd actually have one!

In the future, I will
be more specific with him.

OK, well at least
Indra Xicol bought it.

Not for a second.

CAPTAIN DYLAN HUNT
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 Descendant,

and these are our adventures.

Indra
Xicol's ship has departed.

- I
- assure you, Captain--

Tri-Jema supports you as
much as the other triumvirs

regardless of what
transpired between you.

She knows now you
are our only hope.

So, uh, what
brought her around?

Anyone can be redeemed.

Fundamental truth, but
timing is everything.

Doesn't matter.

I decided that I'm going to
go after the copy of the star

map myself.

Is this when I
ask to go along?

It's when I insist.

Good.

I thought I might have to beg.

Where to?

The fourth currier took
it to a friend of mine--

two, really-- husband
and wife of sorts.

They took it to their planet,
which is difficult to explain.

I have a very
understanding mind.

Well I'm sure you do.

Their planet is surrounded
by a volatile maze.

It's almost
impossible to plan it.

If you get lost, it
becomes your tomb.

I'll remember that.

The planet itself is
another kind of maze.

Hmm.

Amazing.

Quite.

And your friends,
they live there?

They hide there.

What are they hiding from?

- The bad guys.
- Hmm.

CAPTAIN DYLAN
HUNT: A while back,

I created a cover of being at
the Sinti Strategic Summit.

So that you could run
another mission in secret?

With Calvino and Astrid, yes.

But we were set up.

People died.

I now believe that it was
Tri-Jema who set us up.

My friends found
a place, strange

as it is, where they feel safe.

Well their location
is safe with me.

But I must tell you,
Captain, recently

acquired information suggests
the Magog World Ship is

getting closer day by day.

Getting the star map to
the triumvirs is essential.

I'll tell you what--

let's cut the pretense and
start talking straight.

Indra's
going along with you?

That's the plan.

You still feel
comfortable with that?

Apparently you don't.

She's affected you in
ways you didn't expect.

I have an objective
eye, Trance.

I've been watching her since
she came aboard the ship.

She's very powerful, very
persuasive, whoever she is.

I've noticed.

Dylan, the place
where you're going--

things aren't so sensible.

I see the possibility that
you might fall into her trap.

Perhaps she is the trap.

That's a risk
we'll have to take.

OK, all prepped
and ready to go.

Not this time.

I need you here on command.

Stick to the plan.

Not that you'd
know this, Rhade,

but why is it the good looking
ones are always so bad?

We don't know she's bad.

Just a fantasy.

I hope she is on her side.

Talk about having a great asset.

Harper, stop for once.

Speaking of which, I'd like to
invest my stock in that asset.

Are you about done?

Rhade, let's get
down to business.

The cycle of the maze
surrounding the planet

is in optimal position if we
leave here within the hour.

However, taking the Maru
does increase our chance

of being blown apart.

See?

Size does matter.

Really?

How would you know.

Harper's right, though.

Any larger than the Maru
and we would definitely be

crushed in the slipstream maze.

All right.

And for those of
you staying behind,

I want you on high alert.

We've made ourselves
a potential target

since we've let the
triumvirs no where we were.

Exactly.
Rommie intercepted dispatches.

There's a commonwealth
fleet headed our way.

What?

Sheesh.

Maybe going through
to the maze would

be safer than staying here.

I don't think so, Mr. Harper.

Let's get this thing done.

Hey, Rhade, don't ding it up.

How could you tell?

He didn't mean that.

Wish them luck.

Yeah, let's hope she doesn't
kill them all in their sleep.

I think Dylan will be keeping
his eyes open on this journey.

This
is one risky plan.

You've put tremendous
trust in me, Dylan.

I won't forget it.

I couldn't keep you
at arm's length forever.

Like I mind
being close to you.

So close you tell me
the truth about Tri-Jema?

I've told you
everything I know.

Good.

We are prepped and ready
to enter slipstream maze.

All right then.
Let's bring it.

Stabilization rudders are
collapsing under the stress.

I don't know if I can hold on.

Just keep it steady.

Flying, Captain.

It's twisting faster
than it can keep up.

All right, don't
lose her, Rhade.

Hold on.

There's a fold in the maze
that wasn't here last time.

Calvino's directions
are only approximations.

I'm reading a density
increase along our flight path.

Change vector.

374.

Correction-- 387.

387.

If I die, I'll
die in good hands.

Yes, but will you die happy?

We are clear.

Your friends
Calvino and Astrid--

Yes?

You're not exactly
volunteering information.

Well you're not
exactly asking questions.

Calvino and Astrid are crazy.

You said they were a
husband and wife of sorts.

Love is a tricky thing.

Yes, it is.

And you, are you in love?

With love, always.

But no
one in particular?

Not yet.

Why do you ask?

Captain, entrance

to land maze in 500 meters.

Lead the way, Rhade.

So, what do you do for fun?

I play hoops, I'm excellent
at go, and I love poetry.

Ah, romantic.

I can beat anyone at go.

I accept that challenge.

Which one?

High levels of water
vapor may cause shifts

in our visual perception.

Move carefully.

Your friends
choose to live here?

It's for their own protection.

There's a price to pay
for doing the right thing,

and then an even higher price
for doing the wrong thing.

Does working
with you always mean risk?

Yes.

Finding this place was
the least I could do.

It has made them a
little eccentric.

Not the word I would choose.

Rhade, that's why Nietzschean
diplomats are in short supply.

This way, I think.
- You think?

It's difficult to
detect an overall design

to these corridors.

Dylan?

Captain?

Rhade, give me a reading.
Rhade?

Surprise, we lost him.

We're the ones who are lost.

- We're going the right way now.
- Careful!

Uh, ladies before gentlemen?

I didn't expect this.

I find that hard
to believe, but I'm

sure you have a way out.

Every man should have one.

OK Captain, let's see what
these long legs of yours

can do.

I believe that was my line.

That was a nice landing.

Hmm, so do you trust me now?

You'll have to
keep working on it.

Maybe later.

I told you this
place was different.

Round
and round we go.

Where it ends, nobody knows.

You do.

Look familiar?

I'm thinking yes.

Prepare yourself.

Yes, I feel much better.

Thank you, Roddick.

Lady Astrid still
does love you.

She does not!

Calvino!

Dylan!

Of all the star-drunk,
vacuum-breathing space pirates!

Always the fine eye for women.

I chose him, actually.

Calvino,
this is Indra Xicol.

Indra Xicol-- the
obscure, rumored to exist,

but all the universe unsure.

Mm.

Why keep that face
hidden from history?

I'm shy, I guess.

No.

All women are vain,
impudent strumpets!

Plate!

Calvino.
The map.

I've come for it.

My friend, if only I had it.

You don't?

His wife has the map, sir.

Wife.

What wife?

I have no wife.

That faithless hag?

That lying daughter of chaos?

That pion-spewing accretion
of interstellar gas?

More plates!

Oh!

Truly the legend herself.

This is Indra Xicol.

Could be no other.

It would seem so.

The map, Dylan.

Just, uh, give me a minute.

OK, Calvino.

He doesn't look well.

Digesting.

He'll be all right.

About the map--

Love, Dylan.

I die for it.

There is no love
in this universe.

Of course there is.

The universe is
full of love, Calvino.

It's everywhere.

Where is he?

Ah, there you are!

You pompous,
arrogant black hole!

You call yourself a man?

Let me tell you--

Dylan, you're here!

Thank god.

Whatever he's telling
you, it's a lie.

Yeah, well it's nice
to see you too, Astrid.

I hope you've
come to kill him.

I don't trust you as
far as I can throw you.

Well let's find
out how far that is.

This is getting us no
closer to finding map, Dylan.

Who the hell is this?

I'm Indra Xicol,
a friend of Dylan's.

A friend of Dylan's?

You are not Indra Xicol, and
you are not a friend of Dylan's.

Well she's both, Astrid.

No she's not!

You're not a friend of Dylan's,
and you're not Indra Xicol!

Not only losing her
hair, but her mind!

Ugh.

Your suffering's just
started, mush-mouth.

Ow!

Careful, she's
not who she says.

Ugh.

Astrid,
about the map?

God, I love that woman.

I really, really
want that map.

Yes, yes.

It's left, left, and then
the first hard right.

- Sounds simple.
- Take this.

Be eloquent.

If she accepts, puts the
pieces together, it means--

it means she wants me back.

Well if she's as
sensible as you are,

Calvino, we shouldn't
have any problems.

Thank you.

Oh, There will be problems.

- Is this the hard right?
- Yes.

What?

Sometimes I know the
way, and sometimes I don't.

Like life.

Maybe like life,
there is no one way.

Just a lot of
twists and turns, huh?

It's the journey
that counts, right?

Not the destination?

Ah, so it doesn't
matter which way we go.

Well, never has,
since it's all made up.

What?

Do you think I planned all this?

I don't know how I could.

You're Dylan Hunt.

True.

I like that about you.

What do you like about me?

What's not to like?

We should get to
where we're going.

Dylan, I think
we're already here.

Have been all along, am I right?

Well my father told
me to never disagree

with a beautiful woman.

Smart man.

Actually, he said never
disagree with a woman.

I threw in the beautiful part.

- Like I said, smart man.
- Yeah.

I'm detecting multiple
slipstream events.

They're right on top of us.

Well, this could be good.

More likely, it's extremely bad.

Incoming message from trumvir
flagship Halcyon Promise.

Onscreen.

Andromeda, do not
move from this location.

Well hi, nice to see you too.

Where is Captain Hunt?

This is Acting Captain
Rebecca B. Valentine.

State your business.

Answer my question.

Answer mine.

I will.

If you try and move
Andromeda from this location,

we will destroy you.

Tri-Jema out.

Really showed her, Boss.

Yeah.

We're lost again.

Dylan, enough is enough.

Let's just get the map
and get out of here.

You're right,
enough is enough.

I'm guessing this is the part
of the plan where we separate.

If you insist,
that's the plan.

Oh, I insist.

Listen carefully
to what I have to say.

Calvino is an absolute animal.

I mean, you wouldn't
believe what I put up with.

Well, I had to let him know
who's boss, so I clocked him.

I mean, I couldn't let
him get away with that.

What else do you do?

So I let him have it.
- Astrid.

Come closer so I can see you.

Meow.
Closer.

More.

Now, tell me what you want.

Anything.

I want--

I came for the map.

Ugh, men!

So obvious, so boring.

I hate when I feel like
this, and I feel like this too

strongly too often these days.

Maybe you need
a change of venue.

And leave this place?

Are you mad?

Haha!

I know, I know it seems
unreasonable to an outside eye.

Only a little.

You are kind, Dylan, which is
why I love you as my brother.

Haha!

We are made of the
same stern stuff.

It is the other half
of the sky, our better

half, that beats it out of us.

Our stuff?

Our stuffing!

Yes, you understand.

I have been watching
you, my friend.

You have brought her here to
test me, and as part of that,

she is with Astrid about now.

But as I look at you and
your response to her,

I realize that you
too are being gauged.

So how am I doing?

You have fallen trap
to your own devices,

although I am not quite
sure what that means.

Point is, you two are a in love.

Am I not right, friend?

Let's just say I'm
in a very nice place.

Be careful, Dylan.

Very, very, very, very,
very, very, very careful.

Roddick, wine for our guest!

Are you ready for the
final round, then?

Uh, it's-- it's
the only way to find

out if she's true or not.

True-- truth--

truth is manifold--
never one thing,

just like a woman, which is
why, in comparison, we men are

but a paltry imitation of life.

Bags of wind full of sound
and fury, signifying--

something.

I forget what.

It will come to you.

I've got to go.

Oh, yes, yes.

Wake up!

I don't know how he does it.

He sleeps for the
both of us, you know.

Sleep, ah, sleep that knits
the ravalled sleeve of care.

Sore laborer's balm, the
sound of my own voice.

We'd better get this right.

Ready to flip?

Good to go.

Here goes nothing.

She's launching.

OK, Rommie.

Engaging side roll.

Andromeda, that
was a foolish move.

You may warn your captain we're
here, but when he returns,

the star map will still be mine.

Can you believe I used
to think she was cute?

Astrid, a
moment of calm at this point

would be a good idea.

Of course.

Calm and stoic, like Calvino.

Drunk, dirty, disheveled--
he's got the map.

That's untrue.

You have the map.

You again?

If you want the map, I
want this man out of here.

I won't stay here if he's here.

I won't.

I won't, I won't I won't!

Apparently she's
reverted to childhood.

Good luck.

Calvino!

Ugh, Calvino!

He hurt you, huh?

I hate him.

And love him.

I'm worried I'm in
the same situation.

A guy loves me,
doesn't trust me--

Aren't they just awful?

Tell me about it.

You understand.

Ah, there you are.

Astrid, how do you find
your way around this place?

Stay there, Dylan.

I'm not speaking to men.

All right, look--

I know you're having
problems with Calvino,

but I still need my map.

I'm not giving it to you, but
to my friend, my new friend.

I didn't want it anyway.

Put them together.

The center is missing.

Not if you know where to look.

You had it the whole time?

No, no, just my piece.

And now, we have the star map.

Copy.

It's for you.

You really do trust me.

How could I not?

You two-- you're crazy!

It's the nature
of love, Astrid.

No, love is sanity.

You two make that clear.

You make me remember.

I have to keep Calvino, don't I?

Anyway, he's all I've got.

He's all you need.

How long before we can go
through the slipstream maze?

The exit cycle
is in four hours.

I'll find your crew members and
join you at the surface then.

Thanks.

- You be good to him, hmm?
- I promise.

Ladies, leave them.

I'm going to hold you to that.

You can hold me
any way you want.

I feel safe with you.

Safety, finally.

You have no idea what
this means to me.

I was 10 and we were
at my father's hunting

lodge on Lorem D--

family, friends, the whole
little community there--

and I was down at the lake
skipping stones, making wishes,

and I saw smoke at the house.

Magog raiders.

I hid in the shadows
in the water.

I saw them come down and
wash the blood off their fur.

You must have been terrified.

I know, Dylan, with
this is all about.

It's a test.

You wanted to see if I
could be trusted before we

got the copy of the map.

I just wanted to
get to know you.

And now, we can take the map
to the true commonwealth.

The two of us?

Yeah, the two of us.

Fuel pressure?

Check

MPD ignition?

Check

Ready for take off.

Goodbye, Dylan.

What might have been.

She's about to
enter slipstream maze, missing

it's clear cycle by 20 minutes.

I never trusted her.

Well, I did.

Well you had
to test her, Dylan.

She would have been a great
asset to the true commonwealth

if she hadn't
taken the easy way.

Both of you, stop.

Can't you see it hurts ?

She chose safety.

I can't blame her
for that, right?

She chose stupidly.

Blame her all you want.

Dylan, come in.

Dylan--

Beka, go ahead.

Dylan Tri-Jema's ship have
surrounded the Andromeda.

We're on our way up.
Hunt out.

You two, I owe you my thanks.

Well we don't get that
many visitors and it was fun.

Woman!

Direct that this way.

Ha ha!

We should do it again sometime.

Yeah, sometime.
Let's move out.

Where the hell am I?

Hold on.

Incoming transmission.

On screen.

Captain Hunt, welcome back.

Is Indra Xicol with you?

You know where she is.

She's in the noumenal
system with the star map.

She got it from you.

It looks like you
sent the right person.

And you chose to tangle
with the wrong one--

me.

Really wasn't
much of a choice.

That will be
little comfort when

the Magog World Ship arrives.

Until then, Captain Hunt.

Actually, it's

more comforting than you know.

We are coming in.

Time is of the essence.

Please advise on your location.

No, Tri-Jema,
it's too dangerous.

Wait.

We are having
serious navigational problems.

Please advise.

Come on, where's
the exit point?

Of course.

Route of Ages, come on,
give me some answers.

You didn't say goodbye,
so I thought I would.

That moment of
weakness, Indra, the one

where we go against
our better nature,

we all have to watch for it.

There's no copy of the map.

The original was never stolen.

It was-- well, it was all a
test for whomever Tri-Jema sent.

By the time you find
your way out of the maze,

if you ever do, maybe you'll
be a different person.

Goodbye, Indra.

Dylan.

We are out of control.

We cannot hold our course.

Don't you see?

We're on a collision course!

- Oh god!
- Get out of my way!

Oh god, help us!
Help!

How
are you feeling?

Ready to move on.

I sense you're not
finished with her.

No, I don't think
I am, but somehow I

think she's finished with me.

You don't know
what will become

of her, what she'll learn from
this if she ever gets out.

We can only hope, Trance.

This universe is all about hope.