Farscape (1999–2003): Season 2, Episode 8 - Dream a Little Dream - full transcript

Aeryn?

I'm still here.

But I still can't get to you.

May not matter.

D'Argo's unconscious.

Crichton!

I've been discovered!
I'm under attack!

I'm reading eight Prowlers, four
Marauders, and there's more on the way.

And they're all firing at once.

Get off me! Get off!

Aeryn, get the hell
out of there.



I can't! I can't!

No!

Aeryn!

Ahhhhh!

Damn!

Zhaan, that is where heart
attacks come from.

My circuitry organ does
not seize up.

Mine does.

Oh, I'm sorry, John.

I just can't seem to shake these
visions no matter how much I meditate.

talking
about it could help.

I doubt it.

Suit yourself.

How long until Moya returns?



Oh, about an arn. Oh, crap!

Okay, I found the problem.

Some joker decided to store his
keva barbecue in the nav-linkage.

Rygel.

You betcha.

Can it be repaired?

It's pretty messed up.

DRD's are gonna have to rip
the whole thing apart.

Then we wait?

Yep. We wait.

Sweet dreams till
sunbeams find you

Sweet dreams that leave
your worries behind you

But in your dreams,
whatever they be

Dream a little dream of me

I was.

I keep seeing you die.

John...

Have Chiana or Rygel ever spoken to
you about what occurred on Litigara?

No, not a lot.

Chiana said it was best to
talk to you about it.

After you destroyed the Gammak
Base I was terrified we'd lost you.

Well, we would have called but
Scorpy was still in the neighborhood

For 20 solar days...

we searched every planet we
thought you might have reached.

The last world we discovered
was Litigara.

What happened there?

Something you don't want to
talk about. Got it.

Something I don't want
to remember.

Zhaan?

You have to understand, John, we
were all under incredible stress.

And Moya was anxious to leave
to search for her offspring.

I was growing desperate.

You'd remember them if
you'd seen them.

Wish I could help you.

Listen to me!

A Sebacean, a Luxan, and a hu
and another Sebacean.

We haven't had any
Sebaceans in here ever.

And a Luxan, I don't know what
you're talking about.

Are you sure?

This is very important.

I'm sure.

Buy you a drink, beautiful?

Getting dren-faced is
not helping, Rygel.

Well it's helping me!

Hey!

Ugh!

What?

Leave me alone!

Get outside, both of you!

Have you found someone yet?

I'm on to it now.

Please observe the signals.

For your own safety, all
traffic is monitored.

Pilot, tell Moya she must
continue to be patient.

This is the last inhabitable planet
within range of Aeryn's Prowler.

If Crichton, D'Argo, and Aeryn
managed to get away,

this is the last planet
they could have...

Moya understands, but she
feels she's been patient.

She now demands that you return to the ship at once.
- Demands?

She believes she has been more
than accommodating in your search.

Perhaps it is time to accept that their
fate, whatever it may be, does not include us.

Tell Moya we'll begin the search
for young Talyn as soon as we return.

You can't be serious!
And what about...

Silence! Both of you!

I've seen the way that you two
have handled your anxiety

over the fate of Aeryn,
Crichton, and D'Argo.

I hate to think of how you're now going
to handle your grief and your loss.

Attention pedestrian.

Do not cross.

You may proceed.

Zhaan!

- You! Halt! Don't move!
- Remain where you are!

Is something the matter?
- On your feet!

Get your frelling hands off her!
- Back off!

What the yotz do you think you're doing?
- Shut up!

What did she do?

Your friend's ours now.
She's gonna pay for her crime.

Crime? What crime?

My name is John Crichton,
an astronaut.

A radiation wave hit and I got
shot through a wormhole.

Now I'm lost in some distant
part of the universe on a ship,

a living ship, full of strange
alien life-forms.

Help me.

Listen, please.

Is there anybody out there
who can hear me?

I'm being hunted by an insane
military commander.

I'm doing everything I can.

I'm just looking for
a way home.

Pilot, tell Moya she's just
going to have to blez out.

I will try to keep Moya calm.

But you must relate to Zhaan
that Moya is ready to bolt

to look for young Talyn
at any moment.

Zhaan.

You shouldn't have come. You and
Rygel shouldn't still be here.

Hey, his Royal Frogness may be back
in the Transport Pod sleeping it off.

But take a look.
I'm here, okay?

I want to help. You even know
what you're charged with?

Failing to heed a pedestrian
signal light.

Who are you?

Name's Dersch, Maton Dersch.

And you are?

No need to tell me. Uh...

Zotoh Zhaan.

The off-worlder.

What are you?

I'm a public counselor.

Specifically, her
public counselor.

What are you, relative?

Friend.

Whatever. Let me run this
down for you.

This your first time on our
planet? Doesn't matter.

Dersch. Yeah. Hold on. Hold on.

Failing to heed, it's garbage. Plus,
you're an off-worlder. Didn't know the laws.

Good judge in a good mood, I'd
say expect the minimum sentence.

Ten solar days and you're
on your way home.

No. No. We can't stay
here ten solar days.

Okay, talk to me.

All right Zhaan, look...

Maybe we should get a
different lawyer.

Well, you're welcome to try.
There's plenty of them around.

90% of our population
are lawyers.

Case comes up tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
- I'll see you then.

I need you to listen.
- What?

I need you to listen to me.

Come on, speak up.

Zhaan!

Stop it! Let go!

Please!
- Release him now!

No!

Is she down?
- She's down.

Get back, everybody!
Secure cell five.

Clear out! Clear out!

Everybody stay back!

I'm okay.

I don't know what's
wrong with me.

Chiana...

Everything is ready to go.

We proceed as planned.

But, Rhumann, you know it's
dangerous for me to be on the streets tonight.

Your personal problems
mean nothing to me.

You'll be there tonight.

We've found the
perfect subject.

You've done well.

- Well, look who's here.
- You need a lift, lady?

You're alive.

It wasn't easy.

We've got quite a
story to tell.

Later. Now we're going to get you
out of here and get off this rock.

We've been looking for
you everywhere.

Hoping, praying.

The last 15 solar days have
been unbearable.

Hasn't exactly been a trip to
Disneyland for us either.

At least you're finally here.

What are you waiting for?

Fire.

You're here to rescue me.

Come on.

I need you here to rescue me.

Get away from me.

Get away.

Oh, I wish you were really here.

I need you so badly.

The chances that we survived, that
you'd find us, were ten million to one.

You knew that the moment
you Starburst away.

You're just refusing
to accept it.

But now you must.

All this time, since we escaped
from the Peacekeepers,

I drew my strength from
you and the others.

Now I've got myself incarcerated
again, without you to help me.

Oh, John...

I am so deeply alone.

And afraid.

You're not alone.

You have Rygel, and Chiana.

They're like children.

How can I be responsible for them, and
for Pilot, and for Moya, and for myself?

Not without you.

But it must be without us now.

Rough night, hmm?

You want to escape?

This is your chance.

This will show you how to get
out of the building.

How to get back to where
your pod is docked.

Why are you doing this?

You want out, or you
want answers?

The guards will be back at
their posts any microt.

A second chance to escape,
it isn't going to happen.

Chiana!
- Uh?

Rygel!
- Zhaan?

Hmm?

Aah...

Stand where you are!

Halt!

Stop it!

Release him now!

Release him!

Get back!

You're under arrest, alien.

For murder.

Well, the good news is you're no longer
facing trial on the traffic violation.

You have any idea who it was
you murdered last night?

I didn't murder anyone.
I was set up.

His name was Wesli Kenn,
if you care.

He was a rising young Equal
Rights Advocate for the Utilities.

Utilities... what?

The ten percent who
aren't lawyers?

Case against you is you
busted out of here

and as you were fleeing,
you came across Kenn,

panicked and crushed his neck
with your bare hands.

Now, I can't say people are
too broken up about it.

Had some radical ideas about The Law.
Sweeping reforms for the Utilities.

Bit of a troublemaker, really.

Well, what are you going
to do for her?

Well, there's not much
I can do.

As far as the law is concerned,
it's a done deal.

Three solar days from now,

she's executed.

- Well, you got to defend her.
- She didn't do it.

What's her defense?

It's just her word.

You're a lawyer. You know,
make something up.

Do you know what would happen to
me if I put on a bad faith defense?

You might win?

I put on a defense I even
suspect of being false,

and I suffer the same
punishment as my client.

I'll see you in court.

This is a very
ass-backwards world.

They don't have monarchs,
political parties.

They have ruling law firms.

The law firm currently in power
is Rhumann, Willian... something.

Anyway, Ja Rhumann, their senior partner,
the man in charge, is him up there.

Well, can't you get to him?

He's these people's
supreme leader.

He's never alone.

You want to tell me how?

We convene in the name of
that which is most holy,

the Supreme Law of the Land.

Quite.

Amet.

Amet.

The off-worlder is aware of the charges for
which she has been brought before this court?

She is, Your Honor.

Having examined the evidence
and eyewitness accounts of the events of evening last

and after weighing all such
admissions, this court...

Does it not matter that
I am innocent?

Are you entering a plea
of Not Guilty?

I am guilty of so many evils
Your... Your Honor, but...

of this infraction, I must
protest my innocence.

Have you discussed this
with your attorney?

No, she has not.

Mr. Dersch, do you wish to represent
your client in a plea of Not Guilty?

Absolutely no, Your Honor.

I'm afraid, Mistress Zhaan without
concurrence with your counsel

I cannot enter such a plea.

Unless...

there is someone else who would be
willing to advocate the defendant's cause?

Without a volunteer, I see no
other course than to proceed.

I hereby find the defendant

guilty as charged.
- Wait!

I, uh...

Do proceed.

This is pure dren!

You're about to condemn an
innocent woman to death.

I will not permit this.

What are you doing, Chiana?

I will not have you trapped
here with me.

Return to Moya immediately.

Our offer stands, Your Honor.

You are now counsel
for the defense.

All those are law books?

This is only the peak
of the mountain.

I doubt we'll really need them.

Well, you could at least
say thank you.

For what?

Assuring your own executions in
two solar days along with mine?

What's this?

If we put on a defense that
includes falsehoods or, uh...

or can in any way be
construed as bad faith

then we share the same
punishment as our client.

You never told me that.

How could you never
tell me that?

I thought we might even
pull this off!

But you and me? Not lying?
Are you mad?

Guard!

I demand to see the Judge!

Rygel, it's done.

The way it lays out now is either
we're all leaving this planet together,

or none of us are.

This is ridiculous.

We aren't lawyers.

We are now.

Shut up and read.

Watch it!

You clumsy fool.

Damned Utilities.

Doesn't deserve any frelling
rights at all.

You guys get a lot of that?

He's a lawyer, it's his right.

They have rights.

That's why Wesli Kenn and the
reforms he was advocating,

meant so much to my comrades.

And me.

My friend didn't do it.

But can you prove it?

Under our law?

Damn it.

Why's your system got to be
so frelling complicated?

It wasn't.

It's only grown complicated
over the centuries.

You mean to say your laws
weren't always such a mess?

This book,

The Axiom, is the basis
for all our law.

All of these other books exist
merely to expand on what's in here.

How did that become this?

As more and more of our people
devoted themselves to The Law,

The Law had to grow more
complex to justify them all.

This is the only book
you really need.

Please don't do this to me.

I don't wish you...

you're not really here.

You're just a figment
of my imagination.

Why'd you leave us, Zhaan?

I didn't leave you.

A few more microts and we all
could have been aboard Moya.

We all could've Starburst
to safety together.

You told me to go.

If Moya had been captured,
we would have all perished.

I came back for you.

I've been searching.

Where are you?

Where...

where are you?

This must not go on.

Zhaan, what are you doing?

This trial must not be
allowed to continue.

I confess.

Zhaan!
- Are you insane?

I am guilty.

I committed that murder.

I crushed that man's throat.

You admit that you are guilty?

Zhaan...

Zhaan, don't do this.

What's the matter with you?

You want to die?

I do not want you and Rygel
to die with me.

I refuse to carry the guilt of
any more deaths into the afterlife.

We haven't lied yet.

Of course, the trial's only
been on for a few microts.

Rygel!
- You will.

In light of a full confession on
the part of the defendant, I...

Wait. Yesterday you refused
my client's Not Guilty plea

until her attorney had
concurred with it.

Well, we do not concur with our
client's confession of guilt.

Do not listen to them,
Your Honor.

I do not want their counsel.

I crushed that man's throat.

I am guilty.

- Gag her.
- Your Honour, I insist

that you gag my client
for her own good.

You can't do this!

Execute me, but let those live.

They don't know what
they're doing!

This trial will proceed.

And I would put the time
of death at

sometime between the tenth and
eleventh arns of two evenings past.

The cause of death,
strangulation.

You're supposed to be some sort
of expert in your field?

I am considered to be Litigara's
preeminent expert in forensic science, yes.

I don't understand how you can
call yourself an expert

when we know for a fact
that the time of death

couldn't be when you said,
because...

You cannot lie.

Actually, my question goes
to the cause of death.

Would it shock you to know that
we have experts of our own

who are prepared to testify
that when...

Uh...

No questions, Your Honor.

I was on duty two nights ago.

The accused definitely looked desperate
to get out and join her friends.

Object...

Okay, so, uh...

so, you were the guard
on duty that night?

One of them, yes.

How'd my client manage
to slip past you?

Any idea?

It was while we were changing
shifts. There's a short period of time

where that particular cell
block isn't fully attended.

But even with that, don't you
think somebody would like...

You little toad!

You had to go and fart
helium now?

I'm nervous. It happens.

We're in court, so sue me.

I was on duty at the station
when numerous telemissions came in

from citizens, about a suspicious looking
off-worlder running down back alleys.

I mobilized some men and
proceeded to a spot

where we hoped to intercept the
offender for questioning.

When we got there,
we found the accused,

kneeling over the body
of her victim.

Pilot, we need more time.

Moya will give you one more
revolution of this planet.

Then she is leaving.

And I cannot promise we
will ever come back.

This time tomorrow night, either
we've... we've got Zhaan or...

or Rygel and I will be headed back
to the Transport Pod without her.

Look at him.

That's the frelling cop
who arrested Zhaan.

He'll probably get a
promotion out of this.

What the yozk is wrong
with his face?

He has blue eyes.

So? My second wife
had blue eyes.

15th and 23rd wives, too.

There was a dual full moon
the other night.

Really?

Litigarans with blue eyes
usually stay inside.

That's what burned his face.

They have an aversion to it.

So, he's not only a bastard,
he's stupid.

Well, I don't think
he's stupid.

I think he knows a lot.

What are you going to do?

Nothing to worry about,
partner.

Just doing what I do best.

Making a new friend.

I'm going to end up
defending them both.

You want something?

I just hate to see you sitting
there, all by yourself.

Oh, listen honey, if you think I'm
going to help you with your case...

The case is over.

Isn’t that obvious after today?

We're pleading guilty
tomorrow, anyway.

Besides, you've already
testified.

I've been reading about a strange
concept in this Axiom of yours.

Hmm, the Light of Truth.

Pretty interesting, isn't it?

It is.

Some sort of stick that you
people used to think

told if somebody was telling
the truth or not.

It goes back to the
origin of The Law.

It was believed that if you held a burning
torch up to someone who was giving testimony

and it burnt brighter, it meant
that they were lying.

I don't need to prove
somebody's lying.

I need something that'll let
me lie, just a little.

No. So tell me all about...

tell me all about being a
police officer.

Blue-eyed, red-faced sack of...

Oh!

Mmm, there. This is him.

The guy that was
murdered, right?

There...

Wesli Kenn.

Let's go, Chiana. Up, up, up.

Court's just about
to reconvene.

Zhaan's off visiting
some happy place.

And I need you awake.

I told you everything
the cop told me.

My head's just fine here.

Nobody'll notice.

Nashtin Cleansing Pills.

Take one now, one at the mid-meal
and one if you need it, tonight.

We convene in the name of that
which is most holy.

The Supreme Law of the Land.

Yes, Your Honour. Yes, I have
questions for the witness. Yes, I do.

Oh, I definitely do.
Oh, I definitely, definitely do.

Did I say I did? Because I do.

You testified yesterday that Mistress
Zhaan, the defendant, Mistress Zhaan,

Mistress Zotoh Zhaan, the woman
standing right there.

Right there. Do you see her? Because
I see her. Do you see her, hmm?

She escaped during your shift.

Is that correct?

Is it?

Yes, ma'am, that's...
- Correct.

And that you also stated that
she escaped on your very short

very small, very minimal interval
in which you and your guards

or you and your guard buddies where
switching shifts, or changing shifts,

taking a leak, someone going
on, someone going off.

Okay, so if I were to...

Your Honor, may I have a word
with my co-counsel?

Please do.

You took all three of the
pills, didn't you?

Oh, you have... you have no
idea how frelled off I felt.

No idea.

Was there anything unusual
about that night?

The night of the murder?

Unusual?

Having to do with
your two moons.

Oh, yes, yes.
Now I see what you mean.

There was a dual full moon
that night, as I recall.

And as I understand it, certain Litigarans,
specifically those with blue eyes

are very careful not to go
out on such nights.

The burn they get is
very painful.

Oh, your complexion.

It looks like you got yourself
quite a burn there.

I got it the night
of the arrest.

Yeah, you've got blue eyes.

You were out that night
and so was the victim.

Only you got burned,
and he didn't.

You became a city police
officer how long ago?

Oh, no, no. That's right.
You told me last night.

You'd been in the force what,
eight, almost nine cycles?

And before that, you said you
worked in the private sector.

Is that right?

As a security officer?

Am I right?

For the law firm of Rhumann,
Willian and Mandall, is that right?

The law firm of Ja Rhumann?

Come on, Pilot.
You got to tell Moya to wait.

It'll do no good.

She's charging her calorics right
now, preparing to break orbit.

I'm heading back to the Transport Pod. I
want to talk to her so she can see my face.

She won't listen to you,
Chiana.

She isn't even listening to me.

You got to do this for me.

For Zhaan.

There's nothing I can do.

Moya is leaving.

Pilot?

Pilot!

Welcome, counselor.

I am Ja Rhumann, senior partner
in the currently governing firm.

A law firm?

Is it part of your law to
electrinet somebody

and drag them to your office in
the middle of the night?

I was impressed with your
showing today.

With little understanding of
our very complex legal system

you managed to kindle doubt
about your shipmate's guilt.

It's not a lawyer's way to be long-winded,
so let's get right to the point.

You will not win this case.

You will lose, and your client
will be executed.

Frell you.

This is no longer about
Zotoh Zhaan.

It's about you and
the Hynerian.

You will not call
any more witnesses.

You will not pursue the line of
questioning you began today.

If you do, you and the little slug
will find yourselves up on charges.

False charges.

That will nevertheless keep you
locked up here in Litigara

for the rest of your lives.

You see, this is all about
Utilities' rights, my dear.

Utilities don't need
any more rights.

They need to work harder.

But that's my concern.

Your concern is your own life,

and where you're going to
spend the rest of it.

You won't be needing your
communications device.

You won't be returning to your
ship unless I allow it.

You have my offer.

You do your part tomorrow
and I'll do mine.

Trust me.

I'm a lawyer.

Seem to have gotten yourself
into quite a fix without me.

Sweet D'Argo.

This is not the first time you've
had to endure a cell like this.

This is not the first time you've had
to experience the sense of hopelessness.

You survived it then.
In fact, you flourished.

I had the Delvian Seek.

My spiritual quest was the only thing
that stopped myself from shattering

while imprisoned by the
Peacekeepers.

But I have set aside the Seek,

set aside my place as
a Delvian Pa'u.

You set them aside, yes, but
you haven't abandoned them.

Zhaan...

Crichton, Aeryn and I, we...

we can't help you anymore.

Whether you survive this ordeal
or face your execution tomorrow,

from now on, you must confront
your demons alone.

I don't know if I have the
strength to start again, D'Argo.

I have known thousands of
warriors on countless worlds.

But you,

Zotoh Zhaan,

you are the strongest
individual

I have ever known.

Where the yozk have you been?

How is she?

Worse, if you can believe it.

She won't respond at all now, and
she's begun this incessant mumbling.

Let me have your comms.
I've got to call Pilot.

You were supposed to have
talked to Moya already.

I got grabbed and taken
by Ja Rhumann.

Rhumann? The Rhumann?

Pilot?

Pilot?

Are you still there?

I am here, Chiana.

Moya has chosen to give you
a little more time.

Thank you, Pilot.

Do not thank me.
It's entirely her doing.

Your comms were open all the while
you were speaking with that man,

that Ja Rhumann.

She could not leave
you like that.

Moya wants to know.
I want to know.

If you stay, will you be
able to save Zhaan?

I think I may have a way.

It's chancy and will require
lashings of deception and trickery.

Finally, you and I get to
play to our strengths.

Have you any further
witnesses to call?

Only one, Your Honor.

I call... Ja Rhumann.

Do you vow to speak what is
true, all that is true

and only what is true,
by the sacred Axiom?

I so vow.

Mr. Rhumann.

Yes, counselor?

Let's start with that
oath you just took.

It's pretty important,
isn't it?

So important that you take it with
your hand on this most sacred book?

It's the most sacred oath
a Litigaran can take.

So lying in court
is really bad?

To lie before The Law
is unthinkable.

So, Mr. Rhumann, remembering
that you are under this most sacred oath,

if I were to ask you what you
know about the death

of the slain Utilities Rights
Advocate, your response would be?

That I know no more about the
unfortunate and untimely death

than any other ordinary
citizen.

Namely, that your
client did it.

Counselor!

You know what this is?

A stick of wood.

Well, anywhere else, yeah.

But in this courtroom it can
be used as an instrument

for dividing fact from fiction.

The defense designates this
the Light of Truth.

The Light of Truth
is a parable.

A parable?

But it says it's so in your
own ancient text.

Your Honor, it's ordinary wood.

Well, Light of Truth is
only ordinary wood.

Only when it is near a
witness under oath...

does it react with
special properties.

Proceed.

But I warn you, do not
mock our law.

We just got a couple more
questions for you.

I have nothing to hide.

The death of the Utilities
Rights Advocate.

That benefited your own firm
greatly, did it not?

It weakened our chief
opponents, yes.

But it doesn't necessarily follow that
my firm had anything to do with it.

So, if you wanted this guy
out of the way, waiting for an off-worlder

to blame it on would make a lot
of sense to you, wouldn't it?

Speaking hypothetically, yes.

The night of the murder,

the officer who arrested our client
and who used to work for your law firm

got a bad moon burn,
but the victim didn't.

Well, could that be because
the victim was murdered someplace else,

and his body brought to the
alley by the people who killed him

knowing that our client
would be there?

Again, speaking hypothetically,

I'd have to say, yes.

Are you speaking
hypothetically?

Now, Pilot.

Yes, of course I'm speaking
hypothetically.

The night of the murder,

did you send somebody to our
client's cell to help her escape?

No.

Did you arrange for the police to
discover our client with the victim,

the already dead victim
in the alley?

No.

Did you plan and order the
murder that our client

now sits accused of
in this court?

No! No, no!

Maximizing.

Your Honor, are you going to
believe the protestations

of an obviously, guilty man

or the very symbol of your law,
your world, your truth?

Arrest Ja Rhumann.

All charges against
Zotoh Zhaan are dropped.

The prisoner is free to go.

So, they nailed Rhumann
for murder?

I'm not certain.
I know I was exonerated.

Then we left immediately,
and soon found you.

But, you still have nightmares.

Yes. I keep seeing you and D'Argo
and Aeryn dying horrible deaths.

I can't seem to purge the fear.

I live, Zhaan.

Touch as proof.

I know, but...

The experience proves to me
that my spirituality was lacking.

Is that why you recommitted
yourself to the Delvian Seek?

Mm-hmm.

Then maybe it was worth it.

Even though my studies fail to
benefit the rest of them?

Now, who says that?

Well, at various times Rygel,
D'Argo, and Aeryn.

Screw 'em, Zhaany.

You're a tenth level Pa'u.

You get to eleven, we get
a TV ministry.

If I may be honest, John.

Most of the time I have no idea
what you're saying.

Neither do I.

Crichton, Zhaan, are you there?

Sparky! We're drifting dead.

How could you possibly frell up
with a frell-proof transport pod?!

I don't know. I thought maybe
you could tell me.

Something to do with a stash of
keva barbecue in the nav-linkage?!

Oh, come on, Crichton.

What would you really
expect from Rygel?

Nothing. Aeryn, it's good
to hear your voice.

Likewise. We have you on
Moya's senses.

Estimate your retrieval in
a quarter arn.

Can't wait to see you.

You okay?

I think so.

Thank you for your compassion.

And I thank you for yours.