Zen: Plasma bolt launch.
Avon: Hold position. Force wall to full strength. We'll take this one, then move.
( The bolt slams into the force wall, shaking everyone
( Vila pushes the firing stud. A neutron bolt launches
from the main blaster. One of the Pursuit ships bursts into flames. )
Vila: Got it!
Avon: That should even things up a bit.
Kyben: Power reserves at sixty-four percent.
Avon: Make every shot count, Vila.
( The battle continues. )
( On Daedalus, Servalan is struggling to stay upright,
she is so tired. A pursuit ship is dogging Daedalus' escape. )
Servalan: Computer, range of pursuit ship?
Gan: My apologies, ma'am, I'm afraid I must request authorisation from a designated signatory before I will
be able to complete that order.
( Servalan thumps the flight console in disgust. The
ship jolts as a plasma bolt from the pursuit craft passes nearby. )
Servalan: Gah...! What evasive manoeuvres are recommended?
Gan: My apologies, ma'am, I'm afraid I must request author-...
( Servalan thumps Gan. )
Servalan: Shut up!
Gan: As you wish, ma'am.
( Servalan struggles to guide the Daedalus away from
the Pursuit ship, but her skills as a pilot are woefully and visibly inadequate. A plasma bolt eventually strikes the Daedalus
and it spins out of control. )
Gan: Time Distort facilities overloading. The
Photonic drive appears to have been engaged...
( Daedalus suddenly powers away from the Pursuit ship
at crazy speeds, and on an entirely random course. Servalan is thrown out of her seat by the sudden rush of speed. She cries
in alarm as she is thrown into a wall and pinned there by the acceleration. )
Servalan: Yooooowwww-... Ooof!
( Servalan passes out. )
Gan: Present speed now stands at Time Distort Twenty Five. This is the Daedalus' newly-enhanced maximum. If
there are any further enquiries, please do not hesitate to ask. I will endeavour to assist within certain accepted bounds.
( The Daedalus is now completely out of control and
is soon beyond the edge of the Leonis System. )
( Liberator Flight Deck. The battle has swung somewhat
with the destruction of the first Pursuit Ship. )
Soolin: ( Still looking puzzled. ) We've lost track of that freighter completely.
Kyben: Orac, can you track the Daedalus?
Orac: Of course I can.
Avon: Then do so.
Orac: Is that all you wish me to do?
Avon: That is all we wish you to do. Nothing else. Not even talk.
Orac: It would appear that once again I...
Avon: I said we don't want you to talk.
Soolin: Why are we bothering with that ship?
Hailee: It's my ship.
Avon: The Photonic Drive's aboard it, and so is Servalan.
Soolin: ( Confused. ) No I'm not.
( The others all look at her. )
Soolin: I... I mean...
( She looks at Kyben imploringly. The others look at
him too. He shrugs. )
Kyben: We'll find out later.
Zen: Plasma bolt launch.
Vila: Not much later I hope. ( Glances at controls. ) Hey, hang on!
( Vila fires again. The blast hits two Pursuit ships
at once, destroying them both. Vila throws his arms in the air. )
Soolin: You got 'em.
Avon: ( Amazed. ) How did you do that?
Vila: They've been trying so hard to evade the main gun, they both forgot the port cannon. Both flew in front
at once... ( Smug grin. ) ...sometimes I'm so clever I surprise myself.
Avon: Sounds reasonable. You jump at your own shadow often enough.
( Pursuit One. )
Commander: ( Outraged. ) I don't believe it...!
Mutoid: We only have two ships left in position to engage, Commander.
Commander: I can see that... ooohh, give the order to disengage and pull back.
( The Commander sits wearily. )
Commander: Unbelievable. We had them outnumbered
and outmanoeuvred. What beats us? I'll tell you what beats us. What they always beat us with: Luck. Blind luck. Idiot, bat-blind,
clueless, no-thought, no-fair, stupid, stupid, stupid luck! How much more stupid, stupid, stupid luck can I...?
Mutoid: We are receiving a communication from Residence One on Earth, Commander. The President demands an update
on the pursuit.
( Brief silence. )
Commander: Oh damn... Oh damn...
( Liberator Flight Deck. )
Zen: Information. Federation Pursuit ships have disengaged and broken off the pursuit.
Avon: Orac, feed data of Daedalus' present position to the battle computers. Zen, use said data to plot a pursuit
course. Speed Standard by Ten. Get us out of here.
( Soolin steps away from her console looking both exhausted
and confused. )
Soolin: Gotta sit down... feel dizzy...
( Vila helps Soolin to the pit where she sits down and
cradles her head. Vila gives her a glass of adrenaline and soma. )
Hailee: What's happening to her, Kyben?
Kyben: She's been in a coma for a while. She's just suffering hibernation sickness.
Soolin: ( Mutters. ) Power. Power. Power. Beautiful. Shining. Beautiful. Beautiful...
Vila: This is more than just sleepy tides, Doc. She's not even here.
( Avon looks at Kyben suspiciously. )
Avon: You don't seem terribly surprised by all this, Kyben.
Kyben: What's that supposed to mean?
Avon: There's something about all this that doesn't add up.
Soolin: Not enemy... future friend.
( Avon turns and glares at her sharply. )
Soolin: Could be yours. All those systems...
could be yours, Avon. Yours... there for the taking.
( Avon grabs Kyben by the throat and physically pins
him to the wall. )
Avon: What have you done?!
Kyben: Let me go...!
( Hailee and Farin try to pull Avon away from Kyben
but he just shrugs them off. )
Vila: Avon, no!
Avon: Idiot! Don't you realise what this lunatic has done?
Vila: Who, Kyben?
Avon: Of course Kyben. Don't you see? That's Servalan in there!
( Vila, Hailee and Farin look shocked, then turn and
glare accusingly at Kyben, who manages to release himself from Avons grip. )
Kyben: No, it is Soolin! It'll pass. It'll pass!
Avon: You'll have to try harder than that to convince me.
Kyben: There are echoes of Servalan's thoughts in her head at the moment. A couple of nights' sleep it should
all clear up!
Vila: How do you know?
Kyben: Like I told you, the neural waves that woke her were Servalan's. They'll get burned up throughout the
day. Tomorrow morning she'll be wakened by her own. This is just temporary. It'll clear up in no time!
( The others all stare at him, untrusting. Soolin continues
to mutter to herself. )
Hailee: Y'know, faceache, you sound awfully sure about all this.
Avon: He's sounded awfully sure all the way through, considering he's "never done anything like this before."
Kyben: What are you trying to say, Avon?
Avon: It's what youve been trying to avoid saying that bothers me.
Vila: What is it?
Avon: I think it's all very obvious. The operation to wake Soolin - it went very smoothly, all things considered.
Far too smoothly for Kyben to have had no prior experience of the process. He seems to have expected some kind of side-effect
like this, and he isn't remotely bothered by it. He knows no harm may follow. But how does he know?
( Avon grabs Kyben by the scruff of the neck, a look
of anger in his eyes. )
Avon: You also said the Federation uses this
technique for indoctrination treatment...
( Kyben looks terrified, Farin gives him a look of pure
hate, while Hailee looks shocked. Vila looks confused, then his eyes widen as the penny drops. )
Vila: Oh no. You don't mean...?
Avon: Kyben. Tell him what I mean. After all it is the truth, isn't it?
( Kyben looks down at the floor, the fight taken out
of him. )
Kyben: ( Broken. ) Yes. ( Swallows. ) Before I became head of the Medical Division, I was... Chief of Political
( Kyben looks up at the others with as much steel as
he can muster. )
Kyben: I was an indoctrinator.
( The Daedalus' engines burn out as its energy banks
become drained. The ship has been trapped in the gravity well of a planet and is getting pulled toward the surface. Within,
Servalan remains unconscious. )
Gan: The Daedalus' energy banks are now exhausted, ma'am. The ship would appear to be held in the gravitational
pull of the planet Taurus III. Logic units recommend immediate steps be taken to abandon ship. Time to impact on planet surface
is estimated at fourteen minutes and twenty nine seconds.
( Servalan remains motionless on the Flight Deck floor,
a small flow of blood trickles down her cheek from her temple. )
( Liberator Flight Deck. Kyben and Soolin are sat in
the pit. Soolin is still muttering incoherently, her arms around her knees, while Kyben looks dejected. The others are all
stood, staring at Kyben in horror. )
Vila: He was one of those animals?
Avon: So it would seem.
Vila: But we let him mess around in Soolin's head.
Avon: Didn't we just? And that... ( Points at Soolin. ) ...is the result.
Kyben: She was dying, Vila. I had to do...
Vila: ( Almost tearful. ) Shut up! You... we were dying on Gauda Prime... you treated us? You... you... you...
Avon: It doesn't matter how many pronouns you spew up, Vila. It still happened.
Kyben: Nothing's happened! I've never hurt any of you. Look, I turned rebel ages ago. It was during the War.
Kyben: Yes, really. I even sabotaged the treatments during the final months.
Farin: Now we know how you became Head of the Medical Division. Reward for your one thousandth brain operation?
Kyben: No. Dr. Havant was killed during the Battle of Proxima.
Hailee: And they needed someone with a similar record to replace him?
Kyben: No. Just someone who knew the ropes.
Hailee: And that makes it okay does it?
Kyben: So I've done things I shouldn't. Are you any different?
( Vila glances up at Avon who looks away, gritting his
Hailee: ( Incredulous. ) "Done things you shouldn't?" Oh come on, Kyben. That's when you cross a transport-route
without looking both ways. Calling your friends names behind their backs is something you shouldn't do. ( Turns away in disgust.
) You've been playing around with people's minds! Don't you see what that is?
Farin: You take people's heads apart! If people don't live up to your standard you change them into someone
else! You're a butcher!
Kyben: I'm not saying I'm proud of it...
Hailee: You haven't said you're ashamed of it, either. You make me sick, Kyben. You've spent all this time moralising
with us and you've...
( Kyben leaps to his feet angrily. )
Kyben: I changed, Hailee! I realised I was wrong. At least I can admit it. Look at you. Vila's a coward
and happy with it. Avon would sacrifice anything to win... ( Glares at Hailee. ) Farin would have killed you if I hadn't been
there to warn you, and he wouldnt have cared. And as for you... you expect us to admire you for not caring. Whatever I did
wrong, at least I'm trying to change it now. What are your trying to do?
( The others look at him silently. )
Kyben: All of you, every one of you, the only
thing that really matters to you is your own hides. Me? I want to bring down Servalan, I want to destroy the Federation.
Hailee: So do we.
Kyben: You want to destroy it to survive! I want to make sure that what happened to me never happens to anyone
else. I want to make sure that the Federation cant hurt any more...
( Kyben falls silent. )
Avon: Whatever we've done, whatever our reasons,
we'll only go so far. In general I don't comment on other people's ethics, but even I have to draw the line somewhere. I never
thought I'd draw it over you.
Avon: Quiet, Vila! I do what I must to survive, Kyben. Is that what you were doing?
( Kyben looks at Soolin unhappily. He then looks back
at Avon. )
Kyben: This time.
( Kyben walks away from the Flight Deck, head bowed.
( Daedalus is still hurtling toward the surface of Taurus
III. The surface of the ship is red-hot with atmospheric friction. Inside, Servalan is still unconscious. )
Gan: Time to impact - twenty seconds. All computer functions are now switched to emergency off-line mode.
( Gan switches off and his face disappears from the
screen. A moment later the ship crashes into the ground. )
( Liberator Flight Deck. All are present except Kyben
and Soolin. Kyben walks in from the starboard corridor, furiously avoiding everyone's eyes. )
Avon: How's Soolin?
Vila: You probably drugged her.
( Kyben turns and looks at him, aghast. He grabs Vila
by the scruff of the neck, towering over him. )
Kyben: Why you little...
Hailee: Leave him alone!
( Kyben hesitates, then releases Vila and walks to his
position in the pit. )