Farscape (1999–2003): Season 3, Episode 5 - ...Different Destinations - full transcript

Moya's crew tries to relax on a planet. A device unexpectedly reacts with Stark, and they get sent back in time. The crew must figure out a way to get history back on course, but their ...

Check this out.
This memorial rocks...

they've designed these goggles so that you can
look back into the past at the old monastery.

Come on... check it out.

John, what are you talking about?
There is nothing here.

You have to put the goggles on.

Come on, take a look.

- Put the goggles on.
- Do you want me to look?

Yes... through the goggles.

Oh, my…

Pretty cool, huh?


This sucker is a tear in time.

It links to the past.

It looks back to the actual moment
when the event occurred.

Now, check it out. This is the nurses
surrendering to the Venik Horde.

Can they see us?

I hope not.

Keep watching. You'll see the
final attack on the Monastery.

This thing flicks back and forth
between the attack and the truce.

This recording device is accurate.
I learned about this Jocation Memorial.

Well. Need I say more? If you learned about
it in Military School, it's certain to be farko.

Five hundred cycles ago, thirty Peacekeepers
lost their lives defending this monastery,

and Subofficer Dacon is one
of our greatest heroes.

Propaganda for morons.

I don't believe...!

Ah, ladies…

some decorum please.

This is a 'peace memorial'.
Let's not kill one another.

You're wrong you know.


You're wrong!


You're wrong, if you'd only...
Subofficer Dacon stood right up there!

The device says, right up there!

Guts pouring out everywhere,
bleeding, and yet he still managed to initiate...

the peace process to save the nurses.

Bullfrell! Peacekeepers have always been a manifest
military contagion that has raped and pillaged.

They haven't died for any nurses!

That's just a silly little story to help
naive children sleep at night.

Do you know what would help
me sleep better at night?

Stop it.

Do you want to hear...

- Stop this. Girls... stop this...
- I'm going to take this thing and shove it so far down your throat!

Stop it!

Okay? Stop. Good.


Can we get out of here yet?


It's Chi.

No, no, no. We-we can't leave yet.

Pilot still needs another
arn to fix the condensers.

I'll let you know when he's done.

What are you doing
in Zhaan's quarters?

You know why I'm here.

Same reason as you.

And why am I here?

To steal whatever's left.


That's right.

Well, we're sensible you and me.

Leaving this to rot
won't bring Zhaan back.


You can have whatever you find.

I don't want it.


Neither do I.


Let me show you something.

Zhaan bought these.

Bought them for me.

I know, and you look great.
You look like... Astroboy.

Come on, let me show you.

But her voice is gone.

It's gone now.

Come with me.

Come on.

With these, you can see
500 cycles into the past,

as it's happening...

back to the moment...

when the nurses here

were saved.

Ah... I don't want to.

No, no.

No, it's okay.

It's a moment of peace.

It's the very thing Zhaan
treasured most.

Can you see it?

I can see…

I can see so much...

so much death!

- Get that mask off of him!
- What are you doing to him?


I can't see!

Shut up, would you?

I can't see.

Stark, are you all right?


He's breathing.

What happened?

Oh... Where the frell are we?

The old monastery.

How can that be?
We're not wearing the goggles.

This is outstanding.

This is the finest simulation I've ever seen.
It's... so real!

It's so...


Get down!

Get down!

D'Argo, Jool's hit!



My name is John Crichton...

I'm lost...

an astronaut...

shot through a wormhole...

In some distant part of the universe...

I'm trying to stay alive...

Aboard this ship

this living ship...

of escaped prisoners

my friends.

If you can hear me...


if I make it back...

will they follow?

If I open the door...

are you ready?

Earth is unprepared, helpless...
or the nightmares I've seen.

Or should I stay, protect my home,
not show them you exist.

But then you'll never know
the wonders I've seen.

Right, move now.

Come on, in.

Don't touch me!

Move it.

- If you don't move, you'll die.
- Move it.

Oh, I thought we were
at a peace memorial.

I got shot at a peace memorial!

Shut up.

What are you doing?

Stop screaming.

Nice hit.

All right, no weapons. Let's figure
out what's going on here.

I know exactly what's going on.
Someone is trying to kill us.

No, Aeryn, I think Stark's mask might have
pulled us sometime into the past.

I kind of figured that one out.

John's right

If we change anything here,
change the past…

The future might not
happen as it's meant to.

And we won't get back.

So we don't get back. But I'm not dying
just so that things don't change.

Don't move!

Whoa, whoa! No weapons! No, no,
don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot.


You received our distress call?

Yes, we did. Are you Subofficer Dacon?

No, Commanding Officer Tarn.

Officer Sun, Subofficer Crichton…

Luxan is a mercenary.

How did you get inside.

We rappelled down the cliff face.

Only five of us made it...
but the Banikk…

Five? But we asked for
hundreds of soldiers.

The Veniks, there are
thousands in the valley!

Dacon, shut up, and get
back up on the wall.

Yes, sir.

That is Subofficer Dacon?


Are there more reinforcements on the cliff?

- No
- Yes


All right, now they're
jamming all pulse weapons,

so grab a spear and keep
the bastards from getting in.

Hey, try not to kill anybody!

I'm not gonna kill anyone...

Oh... I-I might kill this guy...


Oh! Sorry, don't die, don't die!

Officer Tarn!

What's the matter, Pilot?

Why'd you comm?

Have you heard from
Crichton at the memorial?


D'Argo comm'd about an arn ago.

He said Jool and Aeryn
were 'trelk-fighting'.

That seemed normal.


What's the matter?

Nothing. Just…

when we arrived, the automated orbit
instructions were broadcast in Jocation.

Yeah, well, it's their memorial.

But now, Moya received a request to lift orbit.

This time the broadcast
was in basic Venik vernacular.

Yeah, but didn't the Veniks
abandon the planet like, 400 cycles ago?

That's what I thought.

Well, comm Crichton and D'Argo.

I'll poke around in some frequencies
and see what I can find.

Do you all know the
sacrifice you have made...?

So what does that recording device say.
Did we miss anything?

I don't know.

It says here that the Veniks attacked,
and all but one of the Peacekeepers were killed.

And that happened.

The one you saved…

was he supposed to die?

Dacon? No, he dies when he gets up there near dawn,
and sends back the cease-fire initiative to the Veniks.

So, Dacon's supposed
to be some kind of hero?

So I was taught...

... anyway... according to this, the leader
of the Venik Horde, General Grynes,

has just witnessed how this battle went...
ascertained there are only women and children remaining,

and is out there now... convincing the
other generals to offer a cease-fire.

So, it's possible the time tear is still around here.

We find it, and let's get out.

I'll get Jool and Stark and find the tear.

Don't... frell things up when I'm gone.

You know, if we did change things,
it is possible that we could improve the future.

With our record?

You think that's gonna happen?

I guess not...

I discovered something, by the way.

I don't know about yours...

... but my pulse pistol is operational.

Yeah, mine too.

Their plasma frequencies must only
work against primitive rechargers.

What about D'Argo's Qualta rifle?

It's as old as most of the weapons
around here, I doubt it'll fire.

This one's still alive... can you help
me get him to the lock room?

Yeah, no problem, Opie.

I just hope this... was supposed to happen.

So... you guys got any beer around here?

Beer... it's, ah... like Fellip Nectar.

Fellip's a creature on Tarsus Six.

Ow.. that hurt!

Is that sterile?

Oh, god, I'll probably get Epcus.

Here, drink this.


It will dull the pain.

Oh, thank Blesma.

Ah. At least maybe
now I won't die of shock.

The bitch just shoved
the arrow through, she...

Oh, hello…


Do you feel this?


Oh, look!

This is great! I've got to get some
of this to bring home! What is it?

One part water, nine parts Fellip urine.

You made me drink piss?

Okay, okay, Jool. Let's get out
of here... away from the children.

You can come with me, too.

In here, it's about all
this thing's good for.

Oh! Bashama Frelling...!

Oh... sorry for cursing.

No... you okay?...

Dacon, have you been a soldier long?

Were you talking to Officer Tarn?

No, It's just that I...

once heard…

you killed a dozen Veniks when
they breached the sack wall.


Did you not also save
the nurses convoy?


Officer Tarn did all that.

He was a very noble man.

He always gave credit away.

He, ahh..

Dacon... get down.


… the snipers might see it.

Who am I kidding?

I'm not a soldier.

I was attached to this
unit as Comm Supervisor,

and Sustenance Preparer.

You were the cook?


And with everyone getting killed, I was
terrified I was going to be ranking officer.

I'm so glad you turned up.

Um, no... uh... Dacon.

You know the engagement better than I do.
You have to be the one...

I'm a cook.

You gotta take over.

You're General Grynes, right?

Believe it or not, you
don't all look alike to us.

You're a man of compassion...

aren't you?

The Battle of Madizak…

you offered a truce when
you could have forced victory.

How do you know that?

Read about you.

Studied you...

at ah... school.

Can you see the tear?

... moving... moving... ah,

above us... above us...

I can see it too, look...
it's yellow and...

Shut up, Jool.

Where is it?

It's coming... it's coming...
it's here... now!

Okay, you go through it.
I'll go get the others.

I'm not going!

Well, that was obviously wrong.

What are you doing?
There is nothing there!

Now tell me, where is it exactly?

It's here... here.



You threw me in mud!

I'll go get Crichton and Aeryn.
I'll be thirty microts! Can you hold?

Yes, yes.


They shoot me.

They punch me.

They make me drink piss!

Oh, my Blesma!


it's not the same here!

It's not the same here, Stark!

It's the light. It's the light...
that's what's wrong.

Millions... billions... dead!

Now focus, Stykeran.

Where is the tear?

Uh, uh, uh, uh...

Find it yourself, you find it yourself.

You will listen to me!

Tell me where the tear is, or I will use
your face to create a new one!

Stark, what's the problem?

Jool went through, then we go through
and everything's made right again.

That's the lie... that's the lie...
that's what's wrong... it's the lie...

Oh, great, yeah, we have to
put up with this dren again.

When the foul woman pierced the
membrane back to our time... death...

Jool's dead?


thousands, millions, billions, trillions...

Yes, yes, all right, very many.
We get the idea.

Not when we came through.

The people you're sensing
weren't dead before?

Oh, yeah. We did it being here.
We changed the future.

We don't know that, John.

Well, look at him. He knows it.

Can't we just go through and
sort this all out later?

We must do it here, now... as Zhaan always said:
"Do right by the wrong... Goddess helps us all along."

Feeling left out, D'Argo? We're the only ones
who don't have voices in our heads.

Wha-what are we gonna do if someone
wants to know where Jool is?

Ah, look. Do you think anyone here cares about Jool?

Just tell them that she's dead!


Stick with Stark. I got an idea.
It'll set the timeline right,

and get us a cease-fire.

Won't work.

Yes it will.

No, it won't.

You don't even know what it is.

Yes, I do.

No, you don't.

Oh, yes I do.

Oh, and what is you're plan? You,
you, you're gonna, you're gonna use
pelse pistols, kill all the Veniks you can?

Actually, yes.

When they attack again... I'll show
you my way to get a cease-fire.


You... are gonna have to stay out of
this room if you can't stop shedding.

Without renewal, there's stagnation.


Yeah, well I feel the same way about men,
but I don't leave them lying around.

Can't you ever play nice?

I got shot with an epcus infected
arrow you monochromatic little bitch.


I... believe Jool may not have
overstated the situation.

Much to... my surprise.

These broadcast frequencies are... are static.
What happened to them?

Well, I kept trying to tell you.

Apparently, devastated by conflict,
the planet is still inhabited,

but by a bare fraction of the
population from just a few arns ago.

You don't like me, fine.

But don't treat me like I'm non-existent.

Somehow we went back in time and the others are still
there and if you knew anything about linear continuity,

ou'd realize what they're doing back there
now is affecting things on that planet.

What minimal data stores I can access,

indicate a vicious war claimed millions
of lives around 500 cycles ago.

But that's not what
happened when we got here.

They made peace.


slowly take your finger off the trigger...

and point the weapon away from both of us.

Those recruitment holochips
never said anything about this.

About what?

Fighting with primitive weapons?


Knowing you're going to die.

Having time to think about it.

Well, as a soldier,
you don't think about it.

I'm a cook.

I like to think about food.

Why did you join up?

I didn't.

You were born into service?

Aboard a command carrier.

No wonder you're fearless.


It's easy to be fearless around here.

This is what Peacekeepers are
meant to do, help the defenseless.

You'll be fine.

Why is this cloister so important?

Your superiors sent you into battle without
an understanding of the antecedents?

You really are barbarians.

No, we're Peacekeepers.
Barbarians butcher children.

Yes, the Horde is bloodthirsty,

and almost impossible to control.

I am trying not to be a barbarian,

and I've never harmed a child in my life.

Why is your army here?

My soldiers used to share the waters of the
Kritland River with the cities on the plateau.

Now our supply…

has dried...

and we're dying.

So, this is about water?

Inside this mountain is
the source of the river.

If we don't gain access to it,

the... Horde will attack the cities...

and millions will die.

But you...

you want to offer a cease-fire.

How do you know this?

Doesn't matter.
We accept your offer.

But the Horde will not offer it
while opposing soldiers are still here.

We won't be here. By the time you
and your soldiers arrive, we'll be gone.

And why would you do this?

Same reason you'll offer amnesty.

We're not barbarians.

You give me your word...

you won't harm the women and children...

and I'll get you out of here.

There seems to be too many nurses
here and not enough fighters.

We were on a healing caravan
when the Horde began the conflict.

This detachment of Peacekeepers found us...

brought us here for our protection.

Are the Peacekeepers contracted
to defend your world?

They uphold all that's good.

It's ironic, we might have been
safer if they'd never found us.

Do you know...

what the Horde does to children?

If they overrun us...

and I'm too weak,



I'd rather my girl were at peace,
than in their hands.


I depend on you.

Why were you crying?

Because of all the pain.

What's your name?


My father's dead...

and I never cried.

This is humilitating.

Yeah, bonnets are always a risk, but it's
the little touches that put you over the wall.

I'm not gonna get screwed here, am I?

Just don't be here when we arrive.

All of your soldiers must be gone.

That's the plan.

Ground looks soft on the other side.
All you gotta do is...

drop down, hit the embankment and roll.

Thank you.


Hey, General

Got a good feelin' about this.

I think history is gonna remember
you as a maker of great peace…



No, no, no, no, no

Stand fast, traitor!

No, no, no, no, no!

You did not just do that!
You did not! Please!

Tell me you did not just do that!

I ask again. Are you
part of this deception?

No. Crichton's actions are his alone.

He told us nothing.

Hey, folks.

I'm not the enemy here.

We should kill him!

No, too much killing! No more killing.
Stop killing... stop...

... it's worse, not better.
It's more dead!

What's he talking about?

Ah... nothing, just what will happen to us
if we don't pull ourselves together.

That guy you shot, he was their general.
He wanted to offer you a cease-fire.

I don't believe you.

Why didnt you tell us anything?

There wasn't time.

Oh, like frell there wasn't.

And since when do you
make decisions for me?

Aeryn... we get him back to his lines
and this war's over... you know that.

Liar, he's a liar!

No! Don't kill anyone else, mother.

The Venik leaders want
to offer you peace.

They're desperate for an
excuse to offer you peace.

Give them a sign, and I promise,
they won't hurt you.

Jocation civilians, and Peacekeeper Militia...

hear me.

You will never know how
close to salvation you came.

How near lasting peace you brushed.

The death of our general in battle
we understand and accept.

But to disgrace him in your female's cloth?

You have the night's stars to
make peace with your dieties.

On the dawn your severed heads
will be nailed to the walls you defend.

Ah, John…

if this situation hadn't reminded you of all
those old westerns you watched as a youth...

I never would have heard that.

Are you through?


The interlude however,

The interlude however, allowed me to ponder
the question you ah... summoned me here to answer.


All modern research...

points to the elasticity of time,
rather than a brittle framework.

Can it be corrected?

If nudged closely enough to course...

vents have a way of restructuring themselves.

If the participants are the same,

the venue's the same, the
motivation's the same, then well...

the outcome is likely to be the same.

So we have to find a way
to kick-start this thing.

And soon

When the Horde attacks at dawn...

events will vector further away...

from the reality you and I both know.



Not this time, John.

There's been so much change,
what with you here, Grynes dead...

I don't want the consequences of
catastrophic failure resting on my head.

I'm in... a hell of a slump here.

Everything I do just makes things worse.

Well then…

do better.

We can record a message over
the one sent by Colonel Lennok.

And I have convinced Dacon into
offering a complete and total surrender.

It's the only way to save the nurses.

Maybe... you want to better the odds?


Scroll through that digipamphlet
you got at the peace memorial...

... look for anything that may be
out of synch, that we can fix...


Oh, what? You think I'm stupid...
that I don't know what you're saying?

Subofficer Dacon does not have to die.

He's Davey Crockett at the Alamo.

He stands on the wall and he
takes one for the home team...

I've thought about this. It's the only
thing I could come up with to fix the timeline.

Oh, you and your stupid timeline.

What, you think I want to do it?

Think it's my first option?

Read the history,
it's in your pocket...

if Grynes lives... he's a hero
who averts a war.

Dead... he's just another guy in the
Laura Ashley Spring Collection.

It's you and me now.

We've gotta do something.

He's not a soldier.

I know that.

But the way history unfolds, that doesn't
stop him from taking an arrow.


Dacon dies.

What about us? We're soldiers...

We go back through the time tear.

The tear?

Stark says it's completely disappeared,
what if it doesn't re-show?

Then we die half an arn after Dacon.

Aeryn, either way... he dies.

And the nurses…

that's what we have to play for now.

You deal with the dead?

Someone must.

Death is when my expertise ends.

When you shot the general...
how did you feel?

I felt hatred...


Fear is good...

keep that.

But travel light. Forget hate.


we die…

will I be with my daughter...


Different beliefs...
different destinations.

I cannot tell before the end.

Should the worst befall,

you will not be alone.


You're scary looking.

You should have seen my father.

My father wasn't scary.

My mother says,

when loved ones die,

we must remember them forever.

Well, your mother is right.

Do you think, when I'm dead,

someone will remember me?

You know what?

I know a secret...

that will guarantee it.

Make your mark.

Carve it into the stone.

That way, in the future,

anyone that reads it will think of Cyntrina.

I've offered unconditional surrender,
just like you said to.

And I've also sworn that killing their
general was a tragic mistake.

But... as ranking officer, are you sure you
shouldn't be the one on the message?

As part of special commando
force, I'm not officially here.

So, if they knew your unit was present,
it would escalate the conflict.

What are you doing?

I- I'm... delivering the message.

There? You should
shoot from down here.

Ah, no... we only get one chance,
I can't have it go wrong,
and it needs to land right near their camps.

You can't expose yourself to their fire.
Let me do it.

I appreciate the gesture,

but a soldier should do it.

Better if a cook does it.

I don't want you to get hurt.

Well, better me than you.

Subofficer Dacon?

You are a soldier.

A brave hero.


heroes always get killed.

I'll be fine.

How is that possible?

How is that possible?

I... don't know, Chiana.

But the planet is now lifeless.

Moya's senses detect
no microbial chemistry.



Curse me... it looks radiated.

The crater pattern indicates, in all probability,
the destruction by military conflict.

But that can't be!

It's not there!

It was above us!

It's not there...

it's gone, it's gone.


We did everything right. We set the timeline
back on track. How can it be gone?

It's not my fault...

It's no one's fault…
I didn't mean...

It didn't work.

Dacon's dead, and the
tear didn't reappear.

Aeryn, untie me.

You know, the device said that he died when he sent
the cease-fire, and then the Veniks offered peace.

Does that sound like peace to you?

Untie me.

I listened to you, I let a man die,
and we changed nothing... nothing!

He was supposed to die!
That's what happened in history!

Then why isn't the tear back?

I don't know!

Untie me.

Can we use our weapons now,
or are you still afraid to change things?

Yes, we can use the weapons.
Untie me.

Don't touch him!

Crichton is a soldier,
he can help us fight.

He's a traitor. He tried to
free that dog, Grynes.

Grynes would have brokered a peace.

You think they're coming to offer peace?

We need him to defend the monastery.

I won't warn you again, if you
try to release him and I'll kill you.

And if the Horde gets in here, they're going
to slaughter every single one of us!

He can help us.

How can he help?

He has a weapon like mine.

Now, if you're going to shoot do it now.

Your pulse weapons are functional?
Why haven't you used them?

Well, there's a good question.

Are you ready to get a cease-fire my way?

Killing Dacon should
have fixed the timeline.

Well, it didn't. Are you ready?


Move! Get to the walkway!

Two guns, Aeryn.
We only have two guns!

Well, make it look like more.


Well, keep firing... running backwards and forwards...
and pretend you're an army!

Oh, yeah! That's gonna work!

Just do it!


Excuse me. Ladies...

guy with a gun, comin' through!


look out the forward portal.

Not now, Pilot.

Look out the portal.

Gone... the planet, it's gone.

It can't be gone. I was just there
two arns ago. I got shot. I drank piss.

Keep the comms open. I'm
going down to look for them.

There's nothing there, it's all gone.

Where are you going to look?

Hey, how's that arm going?
Has the piss worn off?


Actually it's quite sore.
Thanks for asking.

And stop screaming.

It is very, very irritating, and I don't
want you melting anything.


Stay put, Cyntrina!

Leave her alone!

What are you doing?

I'm makin' like an army!


Tony Montana

Get to the bedchamber!

I'm gonna have a heart attack.

The Veniks are retreating!

What's going on, Pilot?

I'm getting the dren kicked out of me!

Moya's registering some kind of massive
gamma disturbance where the planet used to be.

Can you see anything?


I can't control this.

Ah... it's back.

It's back.

No death, no death.

It's back, it's back. It's back...

no death... come on. Now, quick.

Let's go.

It'll be safer if we just go now,

- don't tell her anything.
- I'll just be thirty microts.


I won't tell her anything.

Are you leaving?

Ah, we'll be leaving soon, yes.

Will I ever see you again?

How long do your people live?

My mother says I'll live for 700 cycles.

Well, maybe I'll see you
again when you grow up.

We have to go.

If you're not here,
the Veniks' will murder us.

No, no. If there's no soldiers here,
they'll offer a cease-fire.

How do you know that?

I just... do.

Veniks' are predators. They kill.

That's what they do...
they don't have cease-fires.


at least…

leave your weapons, then...

No. I-I can't.

I'm sorry.

You're gonna be safe.

I promise.

Where's Aeryn?

She should be here,
she left ahead of me.





Okay. Let's get the frell out of here!

On Moya, we registered
every change as it happened.

First... there were,
there were millions dead.

And then the planet disappeared,
and then it came back.

I almost crashed the pod
trying to get it in here.

And... nothing changed on Moya?


Only the planet was affected
by what you did.

Everything's the same...

except, uh.

So, is there any chance
you can go back?


The ah, tear is no longer stable. Stark tried,
but he can't get us back through.

Does Crichton know that?

Yes, he does.

So, who's gonna get him back on Moya?

I will.


Thank you.


I screwed up.


We. Did what we could.

Why would they do that?

What's the point?

There probably was no point.

Tell me, where are the
soldiers who were here?

I- I know nothing. They left. They-they just left.
I don't know where they are.

They're not here.

No one could have gotten past my forces.

Tell me where they are, I can't
control the horde, unless...

Crichton... said that-that they planned
to escape from the cliffs, but...

Too many Veniks' have died here! The bloodlust
is on them, I need to give the Horde something.

Where are the pulse
weapons they fired on us?

They took them...

please, please. I don't know where
they've gone, I don't know!

I can't stop the Horde unless you
tell me where this 'Crichton' is.

I don't know, I don't know!


No! Not yet!