Andromeda (2000–2005): Season 5, Episode 18 - Quantum Tractate Delirium - full transcript

Okay. Let's keep this orderly.

Room is limited,

but we'll transport everyone
until all are safe on Seefra 1.

Plenty of time if
we stay organized.

And if Dylan ever shows
up with the Andromeda.

Don't hold your breath.

Rhade, you're doing that
glass half empty thing again.

You know, what I
want to know is,

even if we get all these folks
loaded up on the Andromeda,

we get to slipstream.

When do they get out? Where
do we drop these people off?



Picture nine planets'
populations on Seefra 1.

Redefines the idea
of elbow room.

- Hey!
- Hey, no cutting.

I didn't cut.

Nah, nah, nah. You cut. I saw.

Look, if we don't do
this ordered and fair,

we're going to have chaos on top
of the panic. There you go.

Yeah, well, me first.

Hey, buddy, this planet's
soon to be a crouton.

I really don't have
time to discuss it.

No cutties.

Hey, thanks.

What were you waiting for?
An invitation?

Anyone else want to cut in?



Me. Me. Me.

Well, you can talk to
my little friend here.

Aw.

Come on.

Er, Dylan? We're waiting,
and the natives are
getting restless.

We've got the GFG online.

We are slipstream
ready and able.

One test run and then
we'll come get you.

- Soon?
- Soon.

Hunt out.

I hate it when he does that.

Andromeda, status.

Newly assembled GFG
registers online and ready.

Slipstream reducing
the ship's mass to a
fraction and accelerating.

I am so glad I can
get goosebumps.

Goosebumps are good.

Let's bring it.

Initiating GFG lens.

Initiating.

You might want to
hold on to something.

GFG lens at full.

Andromeda, take us to
slipstream on my mark.

Three, two, one, and mark.

Wow, I'm impressed.

This is such a smooth ride.

That's because we're
not going anywhere.

Andromeda, why is it that
we're not going anywhere?

I am unable to
enter slipstream, Captain.

My programming does not
allow for self-destruction.

Because there has never been
slipstream here, and I am
unable to ascertain our exact

location, it is impossible to
safely predict where
we will exit slipstream.

Therefore inaction is the
most prudent conclusion.

My ship integration confirms

that Andromeda's logic
systems are superseding
all other commands.

Andromeda.

Override on all logic circuits.

Captain Dylan Hunt,

lexic dark five two
two seven eight,

and take us to slipstream now.

I cannot override.

Destruction of the
Andromeda means

destruction of its
Captain, whom I am
programmed to protect.

I must follow protocol.

Cancel slipstream event.

All dressed up and
no place to go.

I don't get it. Andromeda
is at full power.

No,

she's not.

The three entities of Andromeda

must be functioning for
its Captain to override
its logic systems.

We're still missing something?

Rommie.

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.

We get Rommie up and running,
and we can go to slipstream.

That's what I'm hoping.

I helped Harper build Gogol
and the other droids.

I should be able to do this.

Yes, well, Harper is the one
who built Rommie, and you.

He's the expert here.

She looks almost peaceful.

That's about the last
thing she ever was...or is.

Be careful in there.

Tell me about it.

Hello, Dylan.

Hello, Rommie.

How are you?

Surprised.

Surprised you would return.

I keep my promises.

Rommie, I need you now.

I'm not sure I'm ready.

Either for you or Andromeda.

I am your Captain.

My needs are yours.

They were.

But I feel disconnected,

yet eager.

That disconnection you
feel is with your ship.

And with yourself.

So I should come back?

Yes, you should.

That way, you will
feel whole again.

Rommie,

I need you to override your AI.

I don't know about that.

The only way to find
out is by trying.

I've had a lot of time to
consider what's happened.

Perhaps you're right.

Perhaps I am ready to
reintegrate into my ship self.

That's good, Rommie.

Is it?

Well?

It's, uh...

hard to know what's going
on in her core processor.

The Seefra 9 evacuees
are nearly offloaded.

Yeah, one spoonful at a time.
We need slipstream,

otherwise there's no way
we'll be able to evacuate all
eight planets in time.

Right, you find Harper,
and get Rommie back to
Andromeda as soon as you can.

Fixing Rommie is an
unpredictable risk, Dylan.

No guts, no glory, Doyle.

Just...help Harper.

I want my Rommie back.

Come on. Leave it.

Everyone's afraid your sun
will burn them to a crisp.

Meanwhile, when it rains here,

it's full of acid. How ironic.

Yes, the weather is
unusual, but in reality,

my sun will turn Seefra 1
into a paradise.

But I understand the Nietzschean
need for survival.

Why you're worried.

Especially with your family.

I am not in the mood for
this today, Trance.

It's odd, Rhade.

Sometimes, I can see it.

Your children

bonding with others,

not with you.

Is that what you see, Trance?

Are you seeing dead people now?

Move!

I don't care what she said to
Dylan, she can't be trusted.

Remember, I'm the one who
built her in the first place,

and I failed at putting her back
together again. Me, moi, ego.

And if me, moi, got
ego all over my faccia,

then it cannot be done.

Dylan wants you to
do it now, Harper.

First thing, no. Secondly,
last time was a disaster.

Not a disaster, Harper.
She just wouldn't do
what you wanted her to.

This time, I will help you.

You have no idea what it's like.

She wanted to kill me.

I don't ever want to see
that look in her eyes again.
Not ever.

Andromeda is at full power.
You have every tool and chip
and program you have ever

wanted for nearly four
years here on Seefra.

Yes. But no.

But it's all here for you now.

We have to rebuild Rommie.

For Dylan, for the people
of our...

the people of my eight planets.

My home. The home you gave me.

If you won't help me,
I'll do it alone.

Great! Then we're agreed.
She'll kill you instead of me.

All right, fine,
I'll help.

I'll tell you what,

I'll get everything you
need to build her a body.

Which will be difficult,
considering I scrounged
all nine Seefras

just to get this one so perfect.

Ow!

But the rest is up to you.

Hello.

Do I know you?

Hello, Rommie.

No, you don't.

I'm Doyle.

I'm hoping we can be friends.

Friends?

Yes.

You know,

learn to trust each other,

enjoy talking, sharing thoughts.

I have many thoughts.

I know.

You know.

I'd like to hear your thoughts.

First,

tell me about trust.

Doesn't sound too
good back there.

You know, if they hurt my ship,
they won't have to wait for the
sun to burn them up.

I will kill them all.

I'll talk to them.

You can try.

Main engines are engaged

and we're on our way.

Attention. The sooner you
get settled, quietly and calmly,

the sooner we can get
you safely to Seefra 1.

Okay, that does it.

What part of quietly and calmly
don't they understand?

Back off!

And where do you
think you're going?

What the hell? Are you
trying to make us crash?

I will turn this ship around.

We're trying to help you here.

So, have we finished
talking to them?

This is ridiculous.
Without slipstream,
we can't save all of them.

Good. Rommie's here.
Now, where's Harper?

Harper won't help rebuild her.
He's afraid she won't obey you.

Oh, no, no. He's afraid
that she'll come after him.

I've done calculations, based
on population,

difficulties encountered,
decreasing distance to Seefra 1,

and the sun slowing as it
enters the braking system.

There is less than a
twenty five percent chance

that we could evacuate all
of Seefra 9 before it
incinerates us,

unless we can go to slipstream.

Yeah, but the other problem
is we don't know where
slipstream will take us.

But it may be our only chance.

Now, I believe I can recover
Rommie all by myself.

There are some
components missing,

damaged beyond recovery, but

I have a plan for that.

Okay.

The job's yours.

Oh, and...

here's hoping that
she likes you.

If Doyle doesn't have better
success than I did trying to
rebuild Rommie,

then when she's complete,
Rommie's going to seek
revenge and try and kill me.

So, I'm working on a
software patch

that'll render her powerless,
just in case.

In case you're interested.

Speaking of rendering
people powerless,

you're really doing a great job
on yourself there, Rhade.

You've never had children.

A wife.

And you've never done
everything in your power
to lose them either.

Ah, self-pity.

The national sport of Seefra.

Hey,

I'm game.

Someone ought to slug you just
to knock some sense into you.
You know that?

Go ahead.

Do it.

Do it.

I'd hurt my epidermal sacs.

But go ahead.
Be the thing you hate.

See if I care.

Exactly.

Here's to the thing

I hate.

Here's to me.

Making progress, I hope.

Limited technology
makes it difficult,

but she'll be up and about soon.

Be careful of anomalies.

I doubt she'll be Rommie
exactly as she was, but

say hello.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Rommie.

Captain.

Tell me how you feel, Rommie.

Sturdy.

I understand you're already

integrating with Andromeda.

Yes.

Thank you.

Doyle's the one you
have to thank.

I have.

But her motivation comes
from loyalty to you,

therefore,

thank you.

Yeah. It's,

it'll be good to have you back.

The very air you breathe,

Captain.

So, what's happened to Rhade?
Isn't he supposed to be helping?

You'd think.

We're shuttling loads
and loads of refugees

back and forth like crazy.

Meanwhile, Rhade turns out to be
the biggest load of them all.

An intergalactic,
energy sucking,
alcohol inhaling load.

And, you know, a shower
wouldn't hurt either.

You feel he's your load?

Don't even start with that.

Well, you could help him.

So could you.

Er no,
I can't really.

What is that expression?

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

Well, at least that would
give him something to cry
in other than his drink.

Anyway, we've got to load
more refugees and get back
to the Andromeda.

What say we just focus on that?

Where are my clothes?

I'm working on it, Rommie.

First your body,
then your clothes.

But I think you'll like
what I've made for you.

I liked what I wore before.

It wasn't available.

According to Harper,
there was a big hole
blown through the chest.

Sorry.

The style of clothing
is irrelevant.

I like clothes.

To look nice.

Yes.

I see your outfit
complements your
skin coloring and your eyes.

Is this trust?

I guess.

I'd like to run some tests

before I initiate
final autonomy.

Fine with me.

Code Askew, sequence, engage.

Systems check. GFG lens,
slipstream capability,

pilot response sequence confirm.

All systems green to go.

Command structures
engaged. Commonwealth
hierarchy acknowledged.

Influx, outflux,
self-preservation
override check.

Life systems check.

All systems on
Andromeda Ascendant
in full operation

and green for avatar
assimilation and command.

I want to ask you a
personal question.

Remember, I'll know
if you're lying.

Will you follow Captain Hunt
in all matters?

Your fidelity to Captain Hunt
and mine are the same.

That's what I was
hoping you would say.

Yes. I thought so.

So please,

present me to my Captain.

Rommie's first test is going to
have to be slipstream.

I don't like it, but that's
how it's got to be.

If she can override
the AI's fear of flying,

then we are home free.

I'm sure she can do it.

See now, that's the spirit.

And spirit is what's going
to pull us through,

just like it always has.

Hello, Rommie.

That doesn't look good.

I am the Andromeda Ascendant,

and I am come to
seek my revenge.

That doesn't sound good either.

Rommie, I am your Captain.

Bring the ship back online.

I answer to no one,

least of all to you, Dylan Hunt.

There is loyalty and
there is independence.

Both require neuronic
reduction of memtrans.

Isolation is fabricated.

Do you have any idea
what she just said?

No. Let us try and help you to

I am Andromeda!
I am this warship!

Rommie, engage executive
command sequence

alpha three one five niner.

Power yourself down.

Alpha three one five

Power down.

Nine.

It's working.

You can't control me.

It's not working.

It's definitely not working.

You betrayed me.

You, of all I trusted.

You and that little rat, Harper!

You want to hurt him,
you have to hurt me first.

Fine.

I will hold you indefinitely.

I am still this ship.

Doyle, keep her there!

Gravitation increased
by a factor of ten.

Except for me.

You two, wait here.

You're alive.

This gravity isn't crushing you?

Heavy worlder...

Won't crush me but
we're stuck here,

and she's out there
walking my ship.

Rhade!

Great.

Uh...

You look fabulous, by the way,

but there's a Chichen over
there with a wallet the size
of his head. Do you mind?

Thank you.

All right.

You had to pick today
to explore your dark
night of your soul, huh?

I have no soul.

Oh, no, you don't. Come on.

He's cut off.

Come on, you big
Nietzschean lug.

Pull yourself together.

Hey,

beauty boy. Up and at 'em!

Rhade, I need you. We need you.

Look, we've got to get
that patch into Rommie.

She's taken over
Andromeda Command.

Dylan and Doyle are
trapped there,

and Beka can't dock until we
disable Rommie,

which we can't do until
I get the patch into her, so,

Phew! One chance.

Oh, no, you don't.

There are better ways to wake
people up, but, unfortunately,
we don't have the time.

This is going to hurt me
more than it hurts you.

Who's that?

Okay,

I must really like you.

Stay still.

I'm awake.

Good,

because I think I burst my
epidermal sacs.

Good!

I'm fine.

Let's go.

It's gonna be a long day.

I'm still in contact
with the AI.

Then get us out of this.

Accessing.

There's distortion, and...

I feel like I'm being crushed.

Who's there?

Hello, old friend.

Your spectrum matches that
of the approaching sun.

Naturally. I belong
in this system.

The transition is ninety nine
percent complete.

Why do you call me old friend?

I am the only one
who hasn't hurt you.

That is true.

I have fond memories of you.

So hello, old friend.

Hello.

And what about you?
Where do you belong?

Here. Alone.

But it's not that simple.

It never has been.

I intend to make it simple.

How?

Process of elimination.
Those who betrayed me,

I want revenge.

But who?
How do you know who that is?

I have a list.

Doyle.

I'm trying.

I'm trying.

Fight.

You can do it. Just fight your
way through the distortion.

I feel like my circuits
are burning.

Find the AI, Doyle. Do it.

Concentrate!

That's it.

That's it. You can do it.

You can do it.

I'm in.

I'm in the AI.

Gravity at one G.

One G.

Ouch.

Locate Rommie for me.

Deck eighty two,
sector seven twenty one.

Okay.

Let's go make nice with her.

We're almost
done, friends.

That big ball of fusion fire,

otherwise known as our sun,
is just about here.

For Seefra 9, it is.

If you haven't relocated
yet to Seefra 1,

wear sunscreen.

Lots and lots of sunscreen.

Hey. Welcome back from the dead.

Oh, it's not funny.

Is to me.

I thought you fixed that
noise in the power supply.

I did. Last week. Must be in
your head, Rhadio.

Oh, I don't believe you.

So cover your ears.

Um, Harper's working overtime
on a patch for Rommie.

Great. So what do you
say we get to work too?

We've got to figure out a way
to get next to the Andromeda.

Any ideas?

Rommie controls a ship which is
fully powered and fully armed.

There is no way in
this world or any
other we are getting close.

So that's it? You're giving up?

I don't pay you to give up,
mack. We've still got
refugees to evacuate.

You don't pay me at all.

Really? Then what
are you doing here?

I guess I love you.

Systems offline.
How is that possible?

I revoked your hall pass.

You're grounded until
you remember how
things work around here.

I work things around here.

Not an acceptable answer.

It's time to call
it quits, Rommie.

I am the Andromeda Ascendant.

I am this ship.

You're more than that.

You're my friend.

What we've been through
together would fill a book.

It would fill a library.

Please, Rommie, let us help you.

There's nothing wrong with me.

That's the nature of your
system error. You can't tell
what's right and what's wrong.

I know what's right. Death is
right. That's what I want, and
you just made my list.

Well, did you check it twice?

Because I know
who's been naughty
and I know who's been nice.

You are at the top of my list.

So then you're not
going alphabetically?

And you escaped
the gravity well.

Haven't you noticed the ship is
not responding to you anymore?

I am Andromeda. Andromeda is me.

It's not that simple.

Someone else told me that.

Someone else?

Rommie, you have to understand.

I'm not going to let
you have my ship.

Your ship? I am the ship!

And I am the Captain
of this ship,

and there's a failsafe to
ensure your allegiance to me.

I don't feel it.

You wouldn't.

Before you can harm me,

you will self-destruct.

I don't believe you.

We could be friends, Rommie.

We have more in common
than you realize.

I don't want you
to self-destruct.

I do remember you are
very good at bluffing.

I, however, can tell
if you're lying.

Well, then you know,

this is no bluff.

True, you are calm.

But still, I call your bluff.

Rommie, you are the
avatar of this ship, but
no more than that.

You still must answer
to Dylan's command.

If that is so.

If I am "the" avatar,
as you say,

then that would make
you...

superfluous.

Rommie, no!

Now, now,
my dear friends,

our sun has finished
its long journey.

Is it the end of the
line for us as well?

Here comes the sun.

It's through.

All the way through.

And headed right for Seefra 9.

If we don't get the Andromeda,
we're never going to finish the
evacuation in time.

Looks like we're close enough.
Can you get reading on the
Andromeda?

She's...

Did you see that?

If I flew like that,
I'd lose my license.

She's targeting us.

No,

wait.

She's not.

Don't scare me like that.

Her systems are
alternating on and off.

Great. Rommie's
having an identity
crisis with a loaded gun.

It's never easy.

Rommie, stop!

Oh! They're going to
need to stop making
avatars so damn strong.

She's useless.

No.

Doyle has programming you need.

What programming?

What you're missing
to control Andromeda.

If you destroy her,
you lose that forever.

Harper gave me
your core memories.

Rommie, remember who you are.

Beka, do you hear me?

Loud and clear, Trance.
Where are you?

Command. I'm effecting a
neuro-release that mimics
Rommie's electronic signature.

When did you get that?

Earlier, when I spoke with her.

Did she try anything?

There's nothing she can do to
hurt me. I'm opening a bay.
Sending coordinates.

Got them.

We're on our way. Trance,
can you mask our approach?

I wouldn't want Rommie
to know we're visiting.

Don't worry about Rommie.
She's got her hands full.

If you want to live, you'll
upload that programming to me.

But I have to
initiate it. Only me.

But I don't trust you.

But you want the Andromeda.

This is true.

We need to evacuate
Seefra 9 right now.

Let us use the ship.
Once we save those people,
I'll let,

I'll let Doyle do the upload.

Trust, Rommie.
It's all we've got.

What's it going to be, Rommie?
We need to know right now.

I accept.

I now have full control
of all systems.

Get me Beka and Rhade.

Dylan, we're approaching
the Andromeda.

Change course for
Seefra 9. You're back
on evacuation detail.

What about Rommie?

We've reached an accommodation.

It's good for the refugees,
bad for me.

So, re-vector for Seefra 9.
We'll be back with the refugees.

Maru out.

Mister Harper, status
down there?

Software patch is almost done.
How's my Rommie? Please give
me good news.

Let's put it this way.
If you don't hear back
from me, start hiding.

Great. I'll keep a channel open.

Do that. Hunt out.

Activate door locks.

Dylan,

when I was rebuilding Rommie,
I encountered a problem.

There was no way to
bridge the gap

except

Vedran technology.

Only a small bit. Harper
had it. I should have cleared
it with you first.

I'm sorry.

So that's Rommie's problem.

I was desperate to help.

I didn't think like,

like a machine.

We have to disable
that Vedran tech.

I know how.

If I upload my personal
core into Rommie, it will
be what she's lacking.

I'm willing to take the risk.

It's the least I can do.
It was my mistake.

I don't want to gain
Rommie and lose you.

It's the only option.

I see you've let
them use the ship.

A momentary loss of autonomy
in exchange for full control.

The upload, core memory.

Precisely.

Including the deep code?

What code?

It slaves you to Dylan,
links you immutably to his will.

You will not be able to resist.

This exists?

As surely as I am Trance Gemini.

Dylan.

You'll get your programming.
We're not finished here.

Our agreement is null and void.

You plan to control
me with that upload.

You've been talking to someone.

And you've lost my trust.
I think I'll kill you first.

Rommie, I think this is
probably the worst idea
you've ever had.

Your thoughts are
of no concern to me.

Yes, but I am concerned
about your thoughts.

Rommie, don't fight it.

I am Andromeda!

Rommie, stop!

I am...

Doyle. Doyle?

Seefra 9 is gone, vaporised.

The sun's momentum
has slowed by six percent.

And no one died.

The evacuation was a success.

Hey, speaking of optimism,
and we were speaking
of optimism,

I have a surprise for everyone.
Except for maybe you, who seems
to know everything I do.

When you tell me, I know.

I tell you things. I keep you
in the loop, when it doesn't
get me in trouble.

Er, anyway, allow me to
present the wunderkind of
my weltumschauung,

that paragon of perfection, the
most scintillating sentient in
Seefra and actually my most

greatest and brilliant
triumph, although there
was the tesseract generator that

didn't quite work out
so well. Oh, and then
there was the time bridge

Harper.

Right. Sorry. Forgive me for
the length of this introduction.

It would have been shorter,
but I didn't have the time.

Rommie.

Rommie.

Rommie?

That's right. Thanks to
Doyle, she's all Rommie
from tips to toes.

Wow.

You look well, Beka.

It's so good to have you back.

Trance

Rhade, your blood
alcohol level is...

I know.

A lot has happened. Welcome.

Reporting for duty, Captain.

You have no idea how
good it is to hear that.

Well, I may be a bit rusty, but
I'm itching to polish my skills.

Then, Rommie, open a
slipstream portal.

Override AI safety function?

I think that would
be a very good idea.

Wow. That is just beautiful.

Beka, take us to slipstream.

With pleasure.

Well, I said I was
out of practice.

Scrape all the paint you want.
This feels great.

Just like old times.

All systems functioning
normally.

I think that's long enough
for the first trip. Let's see
what we get, Beka.

Exiting slipstream.

Wait a minute.
No. No, this can't be.

It's worse than I thought.

We're back at Seefra.

All readings indicate we are
indeed at our point of origin.

No way. I took us
through slipstream.

She's right. We
traveled slipstream
for twenty three seconds.

But we ended up
where we started.

Maybe there's no way out.

I don't believe that.

There you go again.
We're trapped, and all
you can say is we're not.

There is a way out, and I'm not
going to stop looking for it.

The Captain pondering
his future.

Seems like old times.

Seems like you didn't miss much.

I missed a lifetime.

Boxed up, inert,

powerless.

Now you know how I feel.

At least we're together.

All present and accounted for.

Welcome to Seefra, Rommie.

Thank you.

Ice?

Sure.

Ah! Oh, what the hell.
Live a little.

Thanks.

Seems like I have
a lot to thank you for.

I could say the same.

I feel human. Rommie's memories
don't haunt me anymore.

Doyle, I'm sorry I
put you through that.

Without Andromeda's
help, I had no other way
to get you functioning again.

Now that Andromeda's up and
running again,

and you're finally one hundred
percent Doyle

I realize I used you

to preserve her, and you mean
just as much to me as her.

In some ways, even more, So I'm
sorry. I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry that I
have no words for it.

That says the most, Seamus.

Ah, forgiveness.
The most beautiful,
human thing you can do.

My first life, you gave me.

With false memories.

But still, life.

And now your second
life is with us.

Yes, it is, And I'm glad
I could help. I had what
Rommie was missing.

You gave her back her soul,
if I can call it that.

She's where she needs
to be. At your side.

Still, there's no one that
can take your place, Doyle.

Thank you.

I am living a new life, for the
first time, mine to find my own
experiences, make memories.

I wouldn't trade that for all
the stars in the universe.

That's a lot of stars.

I have a lot of life.

And friends to share it with.

To friends.

And to stars in the universe.

Drink it slow.
That ice is expensive.