Return to Jupiter (1997–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Demons - full transcript

You're history this time.
- Manners, Glovic.

I want to be introduced
to our young trespassers.

They don't look like Ferals.
- We're not thieves or Ferals.

Call her off.
- No can do, I'm afraid.

One whiff of deception
and she turns rabid.

Pretty sophisticated
technology for a Feral.

Now do you believe us?

We're survivors from
the cargo ship Icarus.

One of our crew's been injured.

You have to help us, please.

Why didn't you say so?



Glovic, give it back.

This is your lucky day, kid.

Let me introduce myself.

Tobias Selby.

You'll have to excuse Glovic,
isolation sends her mental.

And she's got this thing about Ferals.

Could've fooled me.

Stinking bunch of dropouts.

Tell Central to have a
medical team on standby.

This technology must be 50 years old.

It's a gas fusion chamber that
converts CO2 and hydrogen into water.

Michael, the science lecture can wait.
- So where do they store all the water?

We're built on a network
of underground caves.

I'll take Jarrod and Michael with Jones.



You.

Finish up here and
follow on in the morning.

Yes.

They're back.
They've brought help.

Go easy, all right, be careful.

I found it when we were
putting up the canopy.

But it's just a loan.
Until we get to Ganymede.

It's fiendish.

Definitely some sort of
ancient Martian relic.

Thanks.
By the time they get you

on your feet then on to Ganymede,
I'll probably have been shipped out.

I'm very proud of you, little brother.

Don't call me that.
- Come on.

I'll be fine.

You'd better get in before I start
saying something really sickening

like I'm gonna miss you.

You ready, Anna?

You look after Sam, all right?

And you take care of yourself.

I'll be all right.

Bye-bye.

I can't believe she did that.

She only kissed you.

I think I'm gonna throw up.

Hey, that's my sister, you termite.

Bye.

See you on Ganymede.
- Bye, Jarrod.

Take care.

Bye.

Well, you took your time.

No problems?

A V Tech Pro-Logic.

I don't, I've never
actually seen one before.

Unauthorized.

It can be a bit temperamental.

I'm glad to see you appreciate
the best in technology.

What I'd give to own one.

Yes.
- I can see you and I

are going to get along just fine.

Now, Glovic here brings the bad news.

The suits at Central have
got a crisis of their own,

so I'm afraid you've been
classified non-urgent.

What?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But fear not.

What we lack in numbers,
we make up for in IQ.

What do we have to do
to be classified urgent?

Die, probably.

Glovic is a genius under the headset

and there isn't a program I can't write.

So, everyone's a winner.

He's pretty amazing, don't you think?

In a weird sort of way.

Absolutely impossible.

Some sort of silicon rat's
gnawed through the lot.

Absolutely futile.

Wrong answer.

You lose.

Try again.

Well, of course I can fix it.

Anything you need, name it.

We're at your disposal.

Uninterrupted access
to all your programs.

Hardware, backup systems,

everything.

I eat my meat rare
and I like vegetables,

except the green ones.

And she takes her coffee solid.

Catalog all the cargo.

Anything damaged, I want to know.

And Glovic needs to know.

What's this got to do
with fixing the ship?

'Cause when you're
in the repair business,

you gotta know your raw materials.

You never know, kid, when
we might need to improvise.

You want everything checked out?

Coming through, coming through.

Hey, get your paws off.

Take your hands off me.

509 metal spectrograph.

Planning on doing a bit of prospecting?

I just wanted to have
a look around outside.

Thought I might find more of these.

While I'm head mechanic,
every nut, bolt, and microchip

is dedicated to repairs.

You got that, kid?

Get out of here before
I do some damage myself.

And from now on, this is off limits.

Now, no more questions, I hope.

Because, kid, questions need
answers and answers take time.

That's a precious commodity.

Coming, Glovic?

So what was all that about?

I'm telling you, if he
calls me kid one more time...

Current trajectory
indicates disaster.

Left.

I said left.

Whose left?

Your left, you metallic moron.

Hang onto your diodes.

Look out.

Right.

Steer right.

But whose right?

Get out of the way.

Right, she said.

Bad choice, I'd say.

Of all the stupid, idiotic,
brainless places to stand.

Are you all right?

You've got the entire planet

and you stand slap bang in
the middle of my flight path.

Well, I'm sorry.

I must have missed the
sign that said keep off.

Flight path for totally insane.

Well, never mind me.

I'll just lie here and rust.

What is that?

Scrap metal if it's not careful.

That's lovely,
after I just saved your life.

Well, are you just gonna gawk or what?

Will somebody please get me upright?

The horizontal position
sends my fluids haywire.

And do something about all this sand.

Thank you.

Kindness is such a rarity out here.

One day, I'm gonna rearrange
your circuits, backwards.

I said right.

Just just just just here.

It's a wreck.

Thank you, kind sir.

Well, don't just stand
there like a stuffed Zarglox.

I do have a name.

Where are you from?

Who's the boss of your clan?

Someone's gonna pay for this.

My name's Zac.

Abraham.

Just call me Abe.

Never mind me.

I can introduce myself.

You may call me Quadro.

Hi.

So what did her last slave die of?

Cheek.

Now mush.

No no, Zac, you can't touch that.

What do we know about her?

She's a Feral.

She's got a mouth on her too.

She claims she was separated

from her clan a couple of weeks ago.

It may take a few
days to fix her vehicle.

Get your grubby mitts off.
- Okay.

If you're sure you
want the responsibility,

then it will be yours.

My conditions are...
Where am I?

Fix it or pay up.

No barter, that's the deal.

It'll cost you plenty

'cause it's a one-of-a-kind, or it was.

It was an accident.

Wheels have right of
way, any idiot knows that.

Look, if you want to stay here,

you better shut your mouth.

Hey, as soon as the wheels
are fixed, I'm out of here.

She does grow on you.

It just takes a little time.

Shut up, bolt brain.

Life's too short.

Are you sure he's the boss?

Looks more like a cabin boy to me.

Can you fix it?

Yeah, see what I can do.

I hope he knows what he's doing.

Hey, watch what you touch.

This is a complex bit of transport.

Does she ever shut up?

You find her a room.

And she's your responsibility.

Yes, this is good.

There, see?

No, this is more than good.

This is excellent.

Commander, I think you
better have a look at this.

What is it?

Kumi might've
stumbled onto something.

It's a theory.

Yes, I knew it, she's proved it.

My programs can't be wrong.

You see, this is your problem.

You can't distinguish
between fact and fantasy.

So you've got a theory?

Well, it's more a
thought than a theory.

Every great theory is
born of a single thought.

Glovic, drag that brain
of yours over here.

It's to do with the way

the navigation programs were destroyed.

Yes, we assumed it was a
virus, but it's not random.

Not random?

No.

There's a deliberate pattern,
sets of instructions,

and a series of access
logs into the Cybernet,

which suggests we were
sabotaged via the Net.

What are you talking about?

It's all here.

Is that possible?

Yes, anything's possible on the Net.

Can you prove this?

Given time.

Glovic, why didn't you find this?

This girl is good.

Very good.

She's going to do you out of a job.

Permanently.

Perhaps, madam would like a shovel.

Sure beats alien stew.

I thought all aliens
have died out on Mars.

That's just what
they tell the tourists.

I knew they were out there.

See?

Some kind of alchemized alien bone.

That's junk.

Zarglox have black bones.

If you wanted, I could
get you a real one.

You could?
- Sure.

I've seen 'em.

Dead ones, live ones.

This close, breathing its hot,
stinking, flesh-eating breath

all over my face.

Snap your head off just like that.

Really?

Who asked you?

Nobody.

But how come you're still alive?

If it was only this far away?

'Cause I can outsmart them.

Play dead and they won't touch you.

They don't like dead blood.

But one single nervous twitch and bang,

they've ripped your head off

and they're sucking out of your neck.

Um, excuse me, we found
part of an intrusive program.

She's onto something.

It's a bit left field, but
I think we can identify them.

The saboteurs.

Impossible.

Glovic, that's the language of a loser.

Pay no attention to her.

Speak to me.

Well, hackers usually

have their own unique
style of programming.

An individuality born out
of their own arrogance.

Arrogance?

And our hackers
were too dumb to include

a total delete command
if something went wrong.

Dumb and arrogant.

Yes, and something did go wrong.

You see, the ship was scuttled and well,

they thought we'd evacuate.

Why has the work stopped?

I can't afford the delay.

We found a piece of
the hackers' program.

What amounts to their signature.

I could write a program
and run it on the Cybernet,

search for the same
signature and its location.

We could nail them.

Glovic, why didn't you think of this?

We don't have access to the Net.

It's trashed with the rest of the system.

And we don't have
time to play detective.

Now, can we get back to work, please?

Nice try, kid.

May I remind everybody

we do have a schedule to keep.

The Cybernet link.

But you must have one at the hydro plant.

It won't take long to write the program.

And what are you going to write it on?

I need the computers.

I've got my own.

It's small, but it's fast.

It won't take long at all.

That's it.

You know, I don't know
what she sees in him.

He's such a sleazebag.

You finish my manifest yet?

We were just trying

to fix Zac's wheels, all right?

Better get your
priorities right, kid.

You can't cut it, you're no good to me.

Hey, I'm working on it.

No, you're not.

You're sitting there gabbing

while your mate plays amateur mechanic.

And as exhilarating as that must be,

it's not doing what I asked.

I'll finish it, all right?

See that you do, kid.

And don't call me kid.

The only kid on Ganymede to
have a genuine Zarglox bone.

You'd be a legend.

Maybe you could get it for me.

You're not scared, are you?

There's a burial cave
near the hydro plant.

You mean they bury their victims?

There's nothing left of the victims.

They go there to die, watched
over by one of the Elders.

Are you serious?

Deadly.

The Keeper of the Souls.

My clan knows all about it.

They reckon, at night,
when it's really still,

you can hear it howling.

Dear.

That's it, forget it.

But it sleeps during the day.

We could be in and out

before it opens its
mouth for a first yawn.

Legend or wimp, it's your choice.

Dear, I know
this is going to end in tears.

No way.

You're very cruel.

After he's been so nice.

Don't come running to me if it backfires.

The clan just said that stuff

to keep kids out of the caves.

It's just a bunch of dumb stories.

Now turn the light off.

Well, don't say I didn't warn you.

He won't go through with it.

He'll have to chicken out.

Zac.

Zac, come on, wake up.

Get out of bed.

Go away.

Rise and shine.

Your chicken just hatched.

Come on.

What?

What is it?

Today, a legend is born.

Your mission awaits you.

So, how do you know about this cave?

The clan used to use it as a shelter.

That's before the howling
started, so they reckon.

I do hate sand.

Listen.

What?

Shut up.

Do you hear something?

Dear.

I don't think so.

Unless there's already one
of them in there dying.

Then the Keeper stays awake.

What about you?

Do you still wanna go on?

Well, I will if you will.

Do you wanna turn back?

Do you?

Only if you do.

No way.

I do.

I do, I do.

There's an alignment with
Ganymede in three days.

It's my only chance to make our schedule.

Don't worry, your
colonists won't starve.

The navigatin parameters...

Glovic assures me she'll
have your systems back online.

Yes, but I'll need
a little bit of time

to run some system
checks on your programs.

That won't be necessary.

Selby.

There, just like you asked.

Your cargo manifest.

Everything from food
stuffs to heavy industrial.

You've done well.

But it seems we might
not need this after all.

But just in case.

Thanks, kid.

He's such a creep.

Maybe Zac knows something, she's a local.

You go check out her quarters,
I'll look in the cargo hold.

Dear, if it's not sand, it's rocks.

This is just not my planet.

The Zarglox cave.

Your last chance to back out.

We've come this far.

Good for you.

I warned you.

Shut it, bolt brain.

That's charming that is.

You'd better wait here.

That's fine by me.

Are you coming?

If we don't come back...

What was that?

What was what?

Where?

Nothing.

How'd you like a
blowtorch to the brain?

How far till we reach the bones?

How should I know?

I thought you knew.

Well, once we get to the
burial chamber, it's obvious.

Zac.

You here?

No sign of 'em anywhere, but
I found this in Abe's room.

Gone alien hunting.

What?

I'll murder him.

By the time you're reading this,

I'm probably already dead.

I'll still murder him.

Come on.

I can't work miracles

with that girl constantly
looking over my shoulder.

Commander?
- I'll look after Kumi.

Commander.
- Would it be too much trouble

to have a bit of quiet?

Let's keep a lid on it.

I would like some focus,
please, and no interruptions.

A concentrated effort.

And you will be working overtime.

You want me to tell her?

No.

They're all my responsibility.

Come on, let's go.

The clan says the Keeper spews saliva

at anyone who comes in here.

Sticky, paralyzing stuff.

And then it hangs you up...

And you're still alive.

Until it gets hungry and then it...

I already know the headless bit.

Look, maybe we should turn back.

What sort of legend would
I be if I wimped out now?

Let's go.

What's that?

Run.

You never said anything
about force fields.

I didn't know.

We're trapped.

What's all the commotion?

Quadro, go and get help, quick.

Dear.

I knew this would end in tears.

Dear.

Me.

Was it left or was it right?

I tried to warn them.

Why doesn't anyone listen to me?

Help.

Help.

There it is again.

I think we're in big trouble.

I don't think trouble
gets any bigger than this.

What is it?

Whatever it is, it's totally peeved.

The Keeper of the Souls.