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What would you give if you could talk to the dead?

Tell them you love them.

That you miss them.

That you're sorry.

Would you do anything?

Would you pay any price?

Of course you would.

But as they say, be careful what you wish for.

Families come in all shapes and sizes.

Not a major insight there.

But it's the basic fire we're all forged in.

Countless others come and go out of our lives, but it is the family,

for better or worse, that casts the dice.

Personally, I adore children. It's just them others I can't stand.

I seriously, I love Muppets.

I like him, Muppets.

Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha!

Right.

We've pushed out to the edge of the solar system.

And nothing has changed.

So don't be surprised at the sorts of families we've got now.

The families we brought out here are the same source

of hope and pain that they have always been.

Captain, we've just entered the last stage of the Mars... Fine, Caravaggio.

Initiate maximum privacy mode, please.

Understood.

Luke needs to talk about the upcoming mission, and

Percy has an idea about... I said fine, Caravaggio.

I'll talk to them later. Over the next half hour,

I'm in maximum privacy mode, understood?

As you wish.

Maximum privacy mode engaged.

God, I hate this.

I'm not sure I remember what hate is,

but I know what a terrible ordeal it is for you to come here.

I thought the stabilizing variable was permanent.

I once thought everything was permanent.

I know why you came.

I feel it, too.

I feel he's near.

Today's your anniversary, Penny.

Oh.

I've forgotten so much.

But you were always so sweet. You remembered every birthday, anniversary.

Not like me. It was always the work.

I'd give you a kiss if I really existed. But you don't sense him.

Our son.

No, Penny.

I don't.

I came... I came because... You're lonely.

I understand. I am too. You can't imagine.

But I'm dying again, Dante.

The transfer is incomplete.

I did everything you told me to do, Patty.

It's not your fault.

I'm breaking down on a subatomic level.

Find Travis.

Find our son so that I can see him for one last time.

Please, promise me.

Promise.

I, uh... Promise.

Whoa.

Mars, what a dump.

A hundred years of terraforming in the Martian desert is still winning out.

Yeah, take another hundred easily.

Come on, Luke. What are you really doing here?

And don't tell me you're here to watch me on behalf of Rudolfo.

I have no hidden agenda. I needed a job simple as that.

Keep your little secret.

I hate these deferred jobs.

You do all the work up front for a promise of a bullshit back end.

So, don't tell me that you don't have any secrets.

You know, the weather here changes so dramatically,

I think we better just get in and out.

Okay.

I tell you a fortune. I tell you a fortune. 50 credits. 50 credits.

I tell you the future.

Look around you.

None of what you see is real.

All is but a dream within a dream.

Chance, my friend.

The roll of the dice. The only truth you can really count on.

Chance.

You're the great engine of the universe.

Are you ready to make chance, your friend?

Pick the correct shell, and the witch or lovely fairy resides, and win triple!

Make chance, your mistress, make her dance to your tune!

Go ahead, friend.

And the witch shell of our lovely little fairy resides.

They're cheating!

What? Look at him!

Look what he's got in his hand! Doesn't matter which shell you pick,

he just presses that button and it's never there!

It's Yen!

Take the table!

Ready?

Come away with me, Brad. Every day will be like

a vacation, Brad. Do you remember that?

Just one! You said we were going to that Nouveau Vegas resort on Callisto. In fact,

you promised. Just shut up and run!

That's it!

What's the matter with you? I've had it! You carry that stupid thing!

You know you shouldn't have been there.

Dante specifically ordered maximum privacy mode.

You're a spoiled little brat!

I would think you of all people would respect somebody else's privacy.

Stop nagging.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

Dante, this is Percy. Please come in.

Why haven't you deployed the bird's eye yet?

Uncle Dante?

There's a lot of upper atmosphere interference.

Lucretia, answer me!

Go ahead, Percy.

Where are you guys?

Why haven't you deployed... Repeat.

Transmission's lousy down here. Repeat, please.

You have to deploy the bird's eye.

Better deploy the bird's eye.

I'll set it for standard area sweep. 500 meters. Okay. Take care of business.

Okay.

About time.

Bird's eye, pan left.

Pan left.

Left!

Great, now we're good. Start a systematic sweep search.

Standard grid coordinates in effect.

We've been on Mars almost a century.

Hundreds of colonies, terraforming protocols

that cost trillions, and still Mars resists.

Yep, Mars is a sinkhole.

Makes you wonder what Earth's like. When was the last time you were back home?

On Earth?

I've never been there.

Bird's eye. Increase speed quotient by 30%.

I didn't know you were never on Earth.

Don't pretend you don't know everything about me. I don't have any secrets from you.

Except, why did you spy on Dante?

Because I'm a terrible person. Bird's eye. Increase speed quotient by 50%.

Game's up, old man. Let's go.

Hello, Montana. Are you still a captain? Are you still in charge?

Sure am.

Well, then, we'd like you to marry us.

What's your status?

Activate warrant. Ah, let's see.

Wanted on a dozen counts of fraud, third class,

various civil misdemeanors were minor.

Option of retrieval for minimum credit or cortex moderation first degree.

Wait a second. Minimum credit?

That can't be right. Hey, we don't set the rates, Etienne.

So what happens to us when you take us in?

Ask him.

How many times have I busted you now, huh? Was it four times? Four?

Double that at least. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You've been caught before?

Why didn't you tell me?

Look, Montana. I want to know why I am only worth minimum credit. That's an insult!

I demand my status to be objected.

Were there others?

Not now, please.

You said I was the only one.

What? What do you want me to say? I've been around the galaxy a few times.

What was that other thing you were talking about? Moderator or something?

Oh, you're talking to me now? Oh.

Cortex moderation.

I'll take that. No.

You don't know what you are talking about.

Oh, shut up.

It's my decision.

I said I want it, and I want it now.

Initiate cortex moderation, first degree.

You don't understand.

The deep fire brain takes away your personality.

It's a bit dramatic, isn't it?

No, the procedure's a three-second electrical burst into your cerebral cortex.

It's meant to, you know, modify your wayward behavior.

And first degree means its effects only last for a year. It's quite nice, actually.

A year of being a drooling idiot?

And we're supposed to take care of him, feed him, wipe his ass, and so me that?

Since when did you start partnering with Girl Scouts, Montana?

I'm a ranger, first class, special ops division, okay?

I'm sure you're very special.

Kid pigtails. Well, that's it. That's it, that's it, enough.

Nothing?

I thought there were at least six other fugitives.

Yeah, I don't see anything either.

Birdseye, elevate scan up 30 degrees to horizon line.

Pan right.

What's that smoke?

Over there.

Birdseye, zoom into coordinates.

A40 by T18.

Raiders. How can that be? Mars was supposed to be cleared of them.

Birdseye, pan 60 degrees south. What are you doing?

Dante and Luke are in direct path to the Raiders.

Dante, Luke, come in. Raiders just north of you.

What are we going to do?

Dante, please come in. Raiders in immediate area, bearing coordinates 077 by 413.

This is just like that time on Io. You're not going

to bring that up again. It's ancient history.

It was three months ago.

But we had a good time.

Yes.

Come on, make up your mind, Etienne. What's it gonna be?

Raiders!

Raiders!

They're right on top of the... Birdseye.

It's okay. They're powering up!

Abort mission! What are you doing? Virtual emergency descent now!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Reject.

Reject. Reject.

It worked! Yes! There goes our eyes.

Ugh.

Dante, Luke, come in, please.

Why don't you answer me, you idiots?

How did you know the bird's eye would destroy the raider's ship?

I didn't. I didn't know if the antimatter explosive charge would be enough.

You modified a reconnaissance device into a lethal torpedo.

Does Dante know?

Does Dante know? We have a real problem here. We have no eyes and no ears.

You're obviously the big criminal mastermind. So what do we do now?

Launch another bird's eye.

Excellent idea.

Thank you.

But that was the only one.

That is a point.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I don't know what the hell happened, but we didn't do that.

I know. Help!

Please!

It's my fault.

I don't deserve to live.

Oh, give me that, you moron! Drop it!

It was so young.

Sorry, Etienne.

Shoot me like the duck! Come on, get the hell away from me. Get off!

I'm not gonna shoot you.

Come on out!

Kill that murderer! No! Get back! That's it!

Oh, shit! Oh, shit! No, enough!

Enough!

It's all right. It's okay. Okay. What's your name?

Travis.

Travis.

Look at him.

Look at him.

This could be my son.

Good enough.

Packed full of explosives again, my little toast.

It should sustain a fixed circular search pattern for about six hours.

When did you learn to talk like that?

After that, our flying power will get weak pretty fast, but we'll have audio.

And, uh... Oh, it's great.

Just like everything else around here.

I'm going to need 45 minutes to create the NAVCON cyber mains.

Well, I've done all I can.

Maybe you can alter the navigational circuitry.

Try to use your nano-diagnostic program, maybe?

A bit stopgap, but that I can do in 20 minutes.

Let me know how it goes.

Where are you going?

I'm hungry. I haven't eaten anything all day.

We haven't been able to restock yet.

There's nothing but stale soya biscuits and reconstituted meatloaf.

I'll find something.

This drone's navigational circuitry is useless.

This bird will never fly.

An ion storm's moving in. We're too exposed here to the radiation.

We passed some ruins back there.

You listening to me?

What?

You can't be sure it's your son.

Raiders always kidnap male children. You know this.

My brothers are coming.

We never leave our dead. You're not dead yet. I have no delusions about my injuries.

They will come, storm or not. I know all about you and your ways,

what you've destroyed, you son of a bitch.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Drop it!

Travis, listen to me.

This man, your mother and I, we're just a little baby.

You don't remember. Jeff, here, now.

That's not his name. It's his given name.

I know what you're thinking.

It's far too late. Leave!

We'll take our chances with the storm.

Where's Etienne?

Etienne!

Come on!

We gotta get back to the shuttle before the storm hits. Let's move out.

Etienne, I need your help. Come on. Lift this person up. No, I will not touch him.

I will not touch that murderer.

All right, I'll do it.

No, no, no. Allow me. I would love to.

Hey, hey, hey! Come here!

God!

Let's go.

Come on, Etienne!

Etienne, please!

Percy!

Come on, Princess, report to the launch bay at once.

Percy, this is no time to play hide-and-seek.

This is getting boring.

Percy! What have you done?

Oh my god, where am I?

Percy, what are you doing here? Aunt Penny?

What are you doing here?

Look at you.

A beautiful young woman. You know, you were always my favorite niece.

My only niece.

Yeah?

Hey, Penny. Um, aren't you dead?

It's lovely to see you, but you know,

your uncle really shouldn't have let you come here.

Uh, he didn't, but seriously, you're dead, right? Shh.

You won't remember a thing.

What are you talking about?

Shut down all power except environmental systems.

Percy! Please!

Wake up!

Flood borders with Xamon gas.

This isn't my fault. I did not go to Callisto like I promised.

I was thinking about myself as usual. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I am so done with your worry.

Of course.

I am sorry.

Shit!

Stop! No more!

No more?

No more of what, you son of a bitch?

You're the one who killed my wife and stole my son.

Go ahead and finish me off.

I'm not afraid to die.

Coward.

So you lost a son? Not lost.

Stolen.

By the big, bad raiders.

We were the Black Galaxy Marines.

Best of the best.

But then they did secret tests. You were infected with the Maxell influenza virus.

They tested it on us. Those who didn't drown in mucus ended up sterile forever.

We were tossed aside like garbage.

And that justified killing my wife.

Stealing my son.

They stole our future. You stole my future!

So we both lost.

Imagine that if you're not so different from me.

I just spotted three Raider ships.

Oh, shit. I told you they were coming for us.

It was just a matter of time.

We've all had transmitter diodes implanted.

Travis. Don. Come here.

Dante, what are you doing? Come here.

Dante, what are you doing?

You can wait.

I can't wait. I don't know if this is my son, and I want to know right now.

Get your hands off me. Stop. Fuck off. Stop it.

What?

Damn technology.

Just a semi-toxic quasi-abrasive gas to wake you up.

Breathe, my lovely. Breathe. Exhaust gas now.

Yes, I think so.

What's that smell?

Thank goodness. What happened? Tell me. I'm asking you.

God, it stinks. Gas used to ripen fruit and vegetables.

Not that we've had any fresh food around here for ages. Now tell me.

I don't remember.

Wait, I can remember whiteness.

White? Whiteness? What does that mean?

It was lame.

Ah, forget it. Come on, let's launch the probe.

There is nothing to launch.

The second bird's eye's navigational circuitry is toast.

What?

I did tell you exactly that while you were swimming

in your so-called whiteness. Thank you very much.

Why didn't you tell me?

Okay, okay.

What do we have? Dante and Luke are still down there,

and we have no eyes and no ears, right?

Yes, to all. Look, maybe you should rest for a bit first and plan our next move.

I'm fine, Barface.

Someone's back before him.

I don't know how he brought down their first ship,

but there's no way we can fight them.

And with the radiation from the storm and everything.

You're right, we gotta get back to the shuttle.

All right, come on. We're moving out, all of us.

Hold on a second. Etienne is the only one on the arrest warrant.

We can haul them all in.

There is no way. The shuttle can't hold them.

And the rest of his pack will be on us because of their implants.

I'm not leaving without that boy.

She is right. He'll never make it.

We need to delay them.

And I'm just a guy to give them a good time.

Look, I'm not going to kill him, if that's what

you're worried about. I am not a murderer.

There's not enough laughs in it.

They'll kill you at the end.

I'll be all right.

Anyway, I've told Brad I have nowhere to go.

The boy's coming with me.

What have you done?

Bring him back!

Jet!

Jet!

Who wants to see a magic trick?

Come on, let's go. Hurry.

Current status, please. Are you all right?

Yeah, we're fine.

Just be ready for us.

Roger that.

Looks like showtime.

You're such a fool.

Why did you stay behind?

What do you owe that bounty hunter?

Absolutely nothing.

I'm here because there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

A little divertisement, a small amusement to

lighten one's travel in such a harsh place. Shut up, you idiot!

Time for a world of wonder.

What's the matter with all of you?

Shoot!

Shoot!

I got it.

It's gonna be all right.

Good job, Luke.

Don't ever put me in this position again.

I won't steal children.

I don't care if Raiders took them or not.

What do you know? You're not a parent.

Hey, guys.

I got a cousin.

Hey, we have to take it easy with them.

There's gonna be a little adjustment period, you know.

Excuse me, Dandy.

I just got the results from the DNA test.

I'm sorry.

But he's not your son.

His birth name is Vincent Taylor.

Abducted nine years ago from the Oberon colony,

his natural parents have been notified.

Right.

I ran multiple passes.

The match is 100% certain.

Sorry, Daddy.

It's all right.

At least he's going home, right?

It was too much to hope for.

I will find our son, Penny.

I know you'll never stop trying.

You must never let Hersey come here again. It's too dangerous for her.

I know. It's my mistake. It won't happen anymore.

I don't know which is worse,

never seeing Travis again or knowing that if you do find him,

you'll be strangers to him.

Penny?

Penny?

Find our son.

Find our son!

Open Orchard file, subsection, gather a report.

Highest security profile.

You did not file as scheduled.

There was nothing to report, I... We judge the evidence.

Please meet the next scheduled transmission.

Yes, Father.

Uncle Dante?

Hey.

Hey.

That, uh, sucks about Travis, huh?

Yeah.

You know, I was thinking that even if we did find Travis,

it would be just like Jeb, you know? He wouldn't

remember us, you or me or Aunt Penny.

No, he won't.

He was just a... a baby.

I guess Caravaggio told you?

Yeah, he did.

Come on, Percy, what's that all about? I don't go through your private property.

No.

I'm sorry.

I am. I'm sorry. I don't remember anything, anyway.

What is it?

Percy, to me, this is everything.

But you know, at the same time, it's nothing really.

That's cool. I didn't really need to know anyway.

We cool?

I'm sorry.

Does the butterfly remember when it was a caterpillar?

It's nice up here.

Yeah, it is. Stay as long as you like.

My name is Vincent.

That's a good name.

You know, they're not all that bad.

They took care of me.

You scared about meeting your real family?

You know what my father used to do when I was scared, when I was your age?

Nothing at all.

But he let me sit next to him, And you know, sitting

there beside him, I wasn't afraid anymore.

Next on Star Hunter.

I am the captain.

Wrong! You're a bounty hunter, Montana, and you need the money.

You owe me five years back rent on the tulip.

When he doesn't deliver the fugitives, no one gets paid.

Well, I think I speak for both of us when I say, what did you do?

Drop your guns.

Guess that reduces your bounty.

Son of a bitch.

Lucky me.

You are now in effect under my orders. What?

I don't think so. Yeah, good luck with that.

Nothing smart-ass to say. Petrakis, don't!

Petrakis!