All language subtitles for Blake s 7 - 3x06 - City at the Edge of the World.en

(THEME MUSIC)

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

- Come on, Vila, you don't mean that.
- I know what I mean, and I mean no.

At least think about it. Think about it.

All right. I've thought about it. No.

- I can't make you go.
- That's right, you can't.

But I can toss you off this ship.

- What?
- You're no use to me.

I don't have to be any use to you.
I was here first. I was with Blake.

I've more right on this ship than you.

No one survives this long
without learning the facts of life.

- The facts of life are...
- That I can dump you.

The others wouldn't stop me.
And you couldn't, could you?

Now I suggest you
reconsider your decision.

But don't take too long.
I'm not a patient man.

All my life, for as long as I can remember
there's been people like you.

- And I thought I was unique.
- You're not even unusual.

- I'll need my equipment.
- I'll get it.

You stay here.
Check the teleport coordinates.

At least you can't bully
a machine into doing what you want.

What's wrong with Vila?

- I scared him a little.
- That must have been difficult.

I had no choice. We've got to have
those crystals for the weaponry system.

So we do a swap...

they give us the crystals,
we give them Vila.

They only want his help.

Why are they insisting
that he goes alone?

I don't know,
maybe outsiders make them nervous.

- Did you?
- Me?

- Who could be nervous of me?
- Only Vila, it seems.

We've no reason to think
they'll harm him.

And less reason to care?
Have you got the locator?

What locator?
They stipulated no surveillance devices.

- So you said.
- I gave them my word.

- You didn't give them mine.
- Now you tell me.

Are you suggesting we send
him down there without a tracer?

No, I'm suggesting we try
and make sure they don't detect it.

They won't. Well?

- "Well" is not a question.
- Is it working?

The tracer is between the index
and second finger of your left hand.

Thank you, Orac.

Let's get on with it, then.

No last minute protests,
no sudden illnesses?

Look, I have to go down,
he made that very clear.

I don't have to take any rubbish
from you, all right?

All right. Take this.

What is it? Slow-acting poison?

It's a tracer.

Orac can locate it and tell us
exactly where you are at any time.

I'm not swallowing that.

It's perfectly harmless.
It dissolves eventually.

- Your hands clean?
- Just take it.

Orac, have you found us a name
for this place yet?

No definite records exist.

I have however found
an obscure archaeological treatise...

which suggests the ancestors
of the present inhabitants...

may have called their planet Kezarn.

I'm going to die on a planet
that hasn't even got a name anymore.

- Ready?
- Does it make a difference?

They're simple, unaggressive people.
You'll be safe.

I've only got your word for that.

- Trust me.
- Yeah. Put me down.

I don't know how
you persuaded him to go.

I appealed to his better nature.

He hasn't got one.
Leave him alone in future.

- Or?
- Do you want me to threaten you?

Why not?
I haven't had a good laugh in ages.

Sensible. You could die laughing.

Why are you suddenly
so protective towards Vila?

He's irritating, but he's useful.

We can easily replace a pilot,
but a talented thief is rare.

I'd agree with that. So?

So frighten him too much,
he's no use to anyone.

- He wasn't that frightened.
- He was terrified.

So terrified he might
just get himself killed...

because it's easier than going on.

- I'll take that risk.
- It isn't yours to take.

Without the crystals,
the main blasters are useless.

- Do you like being helpless, Cally?
- I don't know. I've never tried it.

- Liberator. Come in Liberator.
- Yes, Vila?

The crystals are here.
You can come and get them now.

Well done, Vila.

Killing range is only 200,
so aim for the whites of their eyes.

No point in mentioning
you're supposed to be unarmed?

Put me down.

Down and safe.

There's no one here.

Are you sure, Cally?

Unless they're hiding.
But why should they hide?

I don't know. Maybe outsiders...

Make them nervous? Yes, you said.

I'm beginning to wonder how you
managed to negotiate with them at all.

Any sign of the box of crystals?

- Not yet.
- Keep looking.

Is that where we're going?
It's miles away.

Why couldn't I have teleported closer in?

Hey!

They say too much walking
is bad for you, you know.

Makes you go deaf.

Look what it's done for you.

Listen, sooner or later one of you
is going to have to speak to me.

Well, speak to me one of you!

All right, that's it. No speak, no walk.

My feet hurt and
I didn't want to come anyway.

Of course, I'm totally lost,
you realise that.

Yes, of course you realise that.

I don't suppose you'd consider
taking me back to where you met me.

No, of course you wouldn't.

All right, you've talked me into it.

There's a box here.
And Vila's teleport bracelet.

Cally, it's Avon. Don't touch the box.

I don't share Tarrant's faith
in simple, unaggressive people.

Yes, I know.

What was that?
Sounded like an explosion.

Was it an explosion?
Do you know what it was?

Do you care what it was?
Do I care what it was?

Why am I talking to myself like this?

I wonder what it was though.

They booby-trapped the box.
Simple enough to do.

They're a simple people,
according to Tarrant.

And completely unaggressive.
A slight exaggeration perhaps.

I was sure we could trust them.
I'd have staked my life on it.

- You did stake Vila's.
- Did I really? I'd forgotten.

- Now he hasn't even got a bracelet.
- And that's my fault?

So we haven't got Vila
and we haven't got the crystals.

What's our next brilliant move?

We persuade his simple, unaggressive
friends to part with either or both.

We don't, I do.

This time I'll negotiate
with a gun in my hand.

Orac, can you give me
a precise fix on that tracer?

- Of course I can.
- Where is it then?

Under the box which is 10 centimetres
from your right hand.

- The stupid idiot.
- (CALLY) He palmed it.

That's not stupid, it's suicidal.
Why would he do that?

Because he was scared witless.
He didn't trust anyone.

You were right. I'm sorry, Cally.

You're the only one
who's met these people.

Where do you think they've taken him?

- What about that city?
- No, they said it was a ruin.

No one remembers when it was built
or who built it.

No one ever goes there. So they say.

We could wish for more
reliable informants.

Anything else?

There's a name,
something unpronounceable...

in what they told me
was a fragment of the old tongue.

A translatable fragment?

Apparently it means
"the city at the edge of the world".

(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

The place is deserted.
There's nobody here.

The whole place is... deserted.

Hello?

Anybody there?

Come on, stop dawdling, will you?

If this is meant to be a joke,
it's not funny!

(EXPLOSION)

I'll get you for this, Tarrant.

I'll tear your arm off
and beat you to death with the wet end.

I'll get you for this!

Have you finished?

If talking got it done,
you'd be a real killer, wouldn't you?

Where did you come from?

Here and there. Mostly there.
On your feet, killer.

I said, on your feet.

Pick up your box and let's go, little man.

The name is Vila.

You can relax your gun arm,
I'm not looking for trouble.

What's the matter, killer, lost your nerve?

That's right.

- Pity I didn't lose my sense of smell.
- What does that mean?

You should try taking a bath sometime,
you smell terrible.

For someone who's lost his nerve,
you take risks, little man.

You didn't go to this trouble to kill me.

- Move.
- Where?

There.

- A mouthwash would be a good idea, too.
- Move.

Move.

You bubble-brained idiot.
You stupid son of a slime crawler.

It wasn't my fault, Captain.

"It wasn't my fault, Captain. "

Of course it was your fault.

"Oh, blow a hole in it, Captain. "

Blow a hole in it. Look at it.

It's not even dented.
It's the only thing that isn't.

Well, it could have been worse.

- Not for you it couldn't, Sherm.
- Well, I did my best.

I know you did your best, Sherm.

That's why I can do without you.

Please, Captain.

Stop snivelling, Sherm.
You know I can't stand snivellers.

It was his fault.
He could've told us how to open it.

He's been lying all along.
He was laughing behind your back.

I saw him.

What? Is that true, old man?

No one laughs at Bayban.

Take him out and shoot him.

Bayban, if you must kill somebody,
kill him.

- Then again, you don't smell that bad.
- What took you so long?

You must be Vila.

- It's an honour, sir.
- The honour's mine.

That's what I meant.

You better sleep with both eyes open
from now on.

You should get together with Killer here.
You make a good pair.

I may have to get rid of Kerril.

Be a pity, she's the best gun hand
I ever had, but...

she's got no team spirit, you know.

And you can't run an outfit like mine
without team spirit.

What outfit is it exactly,
if you don't mind me asking?

Oh, I do mind you asking.

- I mind very much.
- I can understand that.

I'm sorry I mentioned it,
I was just making conversation.

I've brought my tools here.

What exactly is it you want me to do?
Just name it, I'm your man.

You don't know who I am.

No idea. You needn't worry about it,
I won't ask any questions.

Small-time thief and failed revolutionary
and you don't know who I am?

If you put it like that,
of course I know who you are. You're...

- Bayban.
- Bayban, yes.

Bayban the Beserker.
Bayban the Butcher.

Bayban the Butcher.
You're Bayban the Butcher!

- Oh, no.
- That's better.

You're top of the Federation's
Most Wanted list, after Blake.

What do you mean "after Blake"?

I was working my way up that list
before he crept out of his cr�che.

Working my way up.

I didn't take any political shortcuts.

You have a reputation for straightforward
mayhem that's second to none.

I've been an admirer of yours for,
well, for as long as I can remember.

Well, maybe not that long,
you're not that old, are you?

Then again, you did start very young,
didn't you?

- I think I feel sick.
- So you should, little man.

Vila, I like a man who shows respect.

You'll enjoy working for me.

Will I? Oh, yes, I will. Of course I will.

Good. Well you can start
by opening that door.

- Now?
- Now.

- What's behind it?
- You don't need to know.

- I decide what I need to know.
- Yes?

- Yes.
- I make the decisions around here.

- The captain makes decisions here.
- Why, you...

Sherm!

Vila, come here and sit down.

Now I went to a lot of trouble
to get you here.

And that is all the trouble
I intend to have.

Now you will open that door,
or I will open you...

from there...

to there.

Right?

- Right.
- Right.

I need to know what's in there!

The key to any security system
is how it was designed!

That depends on why it was designed!

I have to know what whoever designed it
was trying to protect!

Tell him.

We have told you.

Tell him.

Sherm, contact the stockade.

- Have the men kill two more hostages.
- No, wait.

Yes.

- It contains this world and the next.
- Same old stuff.

- He did as he was told.
- Two more corpses will keep him in line.

- No! You can't push people too far.
- You should remember that.

- I said people, not garbage.
- Garbage!

Kerril, Sherm. Out.

This world and the next?
That could mean anything.

Not anything, everything.

There's nothing on this planet, Vila.

No precious metals, no gems,
no wealth of any kind.

And why?

Because it's all in there.

- This world.
- And the next?

Religious mumbo jumbo
to keep the locals out.

We had to kill six of them before
they'd even tell us it was there.

And six more to make sure
they didn't know how to open it.

The crystals you swapped for me,
where did they come from?

- They didn't.
- The crystals in that box.

There weren't any crystals in that box,
were there?

Tarrant did a deal with you
without even seeing the merchandise.

Oh, not with me, with them.

Tarrant didn't even know I was here.

But he did see a sample.

I've had it for years. Lucky piece.

Not so lucky for him though.

Wonderful. Me, he calls stupid.

Not anymore. Smile.

- You outlived him.
- What?

We couldn't let them go back
empty-handed, could we?

- So we gave him a bomb to play with.
- A bomb?

Yes. Bang. You're dead.

- You know the sort of thing.
- Cally.

- What do you say?
- Can I ask if you've tried to blast this?

Blast it?

We blasted it, burned it, drilled it, cut it.

- How long do you need?
- I don't know.

You've got an hour.

You, out!

Leave my man in peace.

And you.

My mother. Oh yes.

I had a mother. Wonderful woman.
Truly evil person.

She had a saying.

"Baybe", she used to say.

She called me Baybe.

"Baybe", she used to say...

"Treat every hour
as though it's your last. "

I'll be back in an hour, Vila.

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Tarrant, I hope you're satisfied.

- I still don't see the logic.
- Logic?

I know the ground. I made the contacts.

They didn't take you to their village
or even that city.

They deliberately kept you away
from anything even vaguely strategic.

Which makes your local knowledge
very local indeed.

That's not the point.

No, the point is that Vila won't trust you,
whereas he will trust Cally and me.

- Cally, yes, but why you?
- He knows what I think of him.

- You despise him.
- Right.

But at least I'm consistent about it.

I know his value to us,
just as he knows mine.

If we need any help, I'll let you know.

Feel free.

- Just be ready.
- We will, don't worry.

Put us down.

Thanks for your support, Dayna.

Well, they were right. If Vila saw you,
who knows what he might do.

- Run away, give the alarm...
- I doubt that.

So do I. I think he'd try and kill you.

That's what I'd do.

Seems quiet enough.

The village should be in that direction.

If Zen got it right.

It's a pity we're not all as reliable as Zen.

But I thought you were.

That block isn't really a block at all.
He was clever.

He could turn out to be the best
I've come up against.

Who could?

The designer. My opponent.

You see, there are two
basic approaches to security.

Physical, locks and booby traps...

things designed
to physically stop you getting in.

Then, there is
the psychological approach.

Like?

You put up a fence with a notice...

which says that the area
is impregnated with swamp fever...

and you'll get galloping knee-rot
if you go in.

- So which is this?
- I'm working on it.

- 0-0-2. That is beautiful.
- Is it?

An indestructible block.

A combination of both,
the psychological and the physical...

one reinforcing the other.

Elegant, my friend. Simply elegant.

So what is it?

Oh, it's just a simple force field.

I was right about you, another Sherm,
all mouth.

This is a solid block, little man.

It's a force field. Set to refract light
so that it appears solid.

Well, naturally it feels solid,
all force fields do.

Looks solid, feels solid,
so everybody treats it as solid.

They bash, blast, and burn it,
and like all force fields, whatever...

energy you push into it,
it chucks right back at you.

For all energy input, there has to be
an equal and opposite energy output.

Result, an indestructible block.

The harder you hit it,
the stronger it gets.

There.

What's that supposed to be?

- A low-energy probe.
- What?

The energy threshold
of this force field is 0-0-2.

Anything more than 0-0-2
gets chucked back at you, right?

This will push a probe into the field
very slowly.

Maximum energy, 0-0-1.

When the probe reaches the door,
the field will collapse.

Bye-bye block.

- I'll believe it when I see it.
- It'll take about 45 minutes.

- How did you know I was here?
- Sorry?

When I first came in,
how did you know I was here?

I heard you.

No, you didn't.

Psychic.

For a thief, you lie badly.

Let me do it.

I won't scare her so much.

All right, but be careful.
Remember how they fooled Tarrant.

And Cally, don't get between her and me.

Avon!

Seems we're not the only strangers
on this planet.

That could explain a lot.

The woman is still with us.

Is she trying to bluff her way out?

I don't think so.

She just doesn't care about us.

It was the same when she first saw me.
Polite disinterest.

We're not important to her.

So let's find out what is important to her.

What were you looking so pleased about?

Bayban isn't going to share
whatever's in there, you know.

That's true. Bayban will not share it.

Where does that corridor lead?
Can we get out that way?

Now look, I'm not the only one
in trouble here, you know.

I wouldn't give a scoop of slime
for you once I get that open.

Bayban's insane, you realise that.

Once he gets his hands on the loot,
he'll kill us all.

How many men have you got
that can fight?

You better listen to me.
I'll tell him you were in here.

I'll tell him it's all a plot.
You're just using him to get that open.

Yes. You know how he'd react to that,
don't you?

You don't mean that
really is what's going on?

- That'd make you crazier than him.
- Crazier than who?

- You.
- What?

- Baybe won't be pleased.
- Baybe?

It's what his mother called him.

What're you doing here, Norl?
This man was to be left alone.

Now get out and do as you're told.

You've 25 minutes left.

- Who told you that?
- Captain Bayban.

I didn't think you could've worked it
out for yourself. Just a joke.

In 25 minutes from now,
you're going to need a sense of humour.

Maybe you should lend me yours.

They're changing the guard over.
Let's find out where the rest are.

You said 45 minutes, little man.

Any time now.

- What are you staring at?
- I'm not staring.

- We've been on the move a lot.
- Yes.

It's the first chance I've had to,
well, get cleaned up.

Right. I know the problem.
It's difficult when you're...

moving all the time.

- Anything wrong with it?
- Not from where I stand.

There's nothing wrong with that, either!

- You did it!
- Of course!

For a little man I'm a wonderful mover,
wouldn't you say? Come on!

- Which way do we go?
- I don't know.

We're shut in.

Vila, we're shut in!

Don't worry. My man knows we're here.

- Your man?
- The designer.

He knows we're here,
and he knows we're not stupid.

If we were,
we wouldn't have got this far.

So, if he wanted to stop us,
there's only one way left to him.

What?

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

According to the locals,
this lot is thousands of years old.

You sound as if you're expecting
to meet this character.

He may be dead,
but he's still trying to outthink me.

Keep behind me.

Step where I step,
and don't touch anything. Right?

Right. What are you expecting him to do?

I'm expecting him to try and kill us.

- What?
- Come on.

(KERRIL SCREAMING)

- It's all right, it's all right.
- Is it?

I hope so.

(AVON) Grenade!

Don't move.

It must have been a dud.
Sorry about that.

All we want is information.

We've lost a friend of ours.

We think you can tell us
where to find him.

That's what we think.

What do you think?

All the guards are in place,
he can't have got away.

He must have done.

I don't see how,
because we've searched every tunnel.

Take the rest of the men
and search the whole city.

I want him found,
and I want him found now.

- Go!
- You.

When you were in here,
what was he doing?

What exactly was he doing?

He had not opened the door.
And he was afraid.

He said that you were going to kill him.

He was looking for a way to escape.

Get two men down to the landing site.

Get the laser cannon out
and set it up in here.

The laser cannon?
That could blow away half the city.

Do it.

I will have it open.

I will have that door open.

Another door? Is this it?

Well?

- I think it's time to go back.
- Is it booby-trapped?

- No.
- Well, then.

- You don't understand.
- That's right, I don't.

I know this man.

If he was going to stop us,
he would've done it.

The fact that he hasn't
means that he wants us here.

Don't you see? We're being used.

That's what Norl was hiding.

- You really are a little man, aren't you?
- Leave it, Kerril.

- Whatever's there, we don't need it.
- Try telling that to Bayban.

- I'm going back. Are you coming?
- No.

- I think you should.
- No.

All right.

Vila. Vila!

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(KERRIL SCREAMING LOUDLY)

Kerril. Kerril!

All right, my friend.
But you didn't fool me.

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Vila. Thanks.
- For what?

Following me.

I always did have
a weakness for nice legs.

I'm sorry.

It's not what I expected.

He's lost a lot of weight, hasn't he?

Oh, there's another one.

It's all right. It's all right.

- I thought I was alone.
- You come and sit down.

It's all right. It's all right.

- I thought I was alone.
- You come and sit down.

The translator unit has identified
your language as Terran...

and is translating my words into a form
which I hope you will understand.

I regret that we cannot meet in person,
but by the time you hear this...

I shall have been dead
for over 3,000 years.

An almost unimaginable time.

As unimaginable in its way...

as the journey in which
you have now become involved.

If you'll please be comfortable...

I'll try to explain
what has happened to you.

It's all right. That's my man.
I want to see what he's done to us.

It is called Kezarn.

Kezarn.

And my people will have forgotten that
by the time you hear my voice.

As I record this, our society is at
the height of its powers...

but economic expansion
and social development...

are reaching their limits.

A collapse to barbarism and
a new Dark Age cannot be long delayed.

We had despaired...

but now, we have found a solution.

We have developed a system for the
instantaneous transmission of matter...

over any distance between two terminals.

Enter one terminal
and step out of the other...

wherever it happens to be.

The starship in which you now sit...

contains one terminal.

The vault which you so ably penetrated...

contains the other.

You've stepped off the planet Kezarn
and onto a starship...

which is now at least
3,000 light years away.

One small step for man.
So how do we get back?

The ship is programmed...

to find us a planet on which
we can begin a new life.

It must be a planet
in a system with other planets...

which we can also colonise.

This time there must be no limit
to our expansion.

We seem to be trapped.
I think he's killed us.

The vault on Kezarn
will protect that terminal...

during the generations of barbarism
when my people will forget...

even who they are.

All that will remain to them
is a race memory...

which we have genetically engineered.

Once in every 35 generations...

they will gather near
the city at the edge of the world...

and one will be found
who can enter the vault.

My people will know peace
only if he returns.

He will return only...

if the ship has reached its destination.

My friend...

if the ship is still in flight...

you will not return to Kezarn.

I knew it.

The air which came with you
into this cabin will soon run out...

and you will die.

Wonderful. Thanks a lot, friend.

I suggest you make peace
with whatever gods you recognise...

as I will try to make peace with mine.

I bid you farewell.

And I hope you can find it in your heart...

to forgive me.

Not a chance.

I'd like to think he suffocated
after that recording, but I doubt it.

- Sorry, Vila, it's all my fault.
- No, you were right.

Bayban would never have let me out
without finishing the job.

- How long do you think the air will last?
- Well, if we don't move around too much.

It hardly seems worth trying to stay alive
a few minutes longer.

If you're thinking of shooting yourself
or something, forget it.

I don't believe in suicide.
It stunts your growth.

Actually...

it wasn't what I was thinking of.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

He's in worse trouble than we thought.
Bayban's as bad as you can find.

- I've heard of him.
- I've met him.

He's the type
that gives crime a bad name.

Right. That should put us down
just inside the city.

Are you sure those three guards
can't give the alarm?

Not unless they can do it in their sleep.

- You should have killed them.
- Probably.

They could sleep through a war.

That's good, because if it is Bayban,
a war is what we'll have.

Orac, are you ready to maintain
teleport function?

Of course I am.

Then put us down,
and stand by for further instructions.

Very well. Stand by. I'm waiting.

So are we.

Teleporting now.

Cretins. You are all cretins.

I am surrounded by cretins.

Vila and Kerril will be found
and brought here to me.

If Vila and Kerril are not found
and brought here to me...

you will be the first to die.

Now go and kick some life
into the others.

While you've still got legs to kick with!

(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

- Cally.
- Dayna.

Good. Good.

Connect it up. Hurry.

Try there.

Over here!

I think they saw me.

- How many?
- Three.

(SHOTS FIRING)

Three. Not very friendly, are they?

All right, keep them pinned down.
I'll go and get some more men.

What's that?

Something I've been toying with.

Heat-seeking?

I hope so.

Make sure you point it
in the right direction.

Neevish, find out what that was.
Move. You, too.

Gaudy, but effective.

I think war was just declared.

(LOUD EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)

You. Give me a hand with this.

Come on.

(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

We're still alive.

Kerril! Kerril, we're still alive!

We should be dead by now.

Are you bragging or complaining?

The air's as fresh as ever.
Do you know what that means?

We're going to die of exhaustion.

Here.

The door should be here!

They walk out of the transmitter,
straight out onto the planet.

What are you talking about?

He hid the door, right?

To make sure none of his victims
did anything rash...

like attacking the weakest point
of the ship!

It's here, I know it's here.

- Lf you say so.
- How would he hide it?

- Another one of those force fields?
- Right.

Set to refract light
at the same frequency as the wall.

- So it's invisible.
- Yes.

Now supposing the ship
has already landed...

but the force field has malfunctioned.

Supposing the door is already open,
but the field hasn't switched off.

- Why should we suppose that?
- Because the air's still fresh.

Air will bleed through a force field.

Can we get through it?

If the energy threshold isn't too low,
and the field too thick.

This one tried,
but the air ran out on him.

Ship was still in flight.

- Can I do anything?
- Keep the sweat out of my eyes.

- Right.
- No, don't do that.

Your legs are bad for my concentration.

(VILA SCREAMING IN PAIN)

Vila. Are you all right?

Discharged straight through me.

(KERRIL) Look!

Kerril.

(TRANQUIL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

(SHOTS FIRING)

Get their guns.

Drop the guns.

Do it.

Good. I hate to rush an execution.

- You can't use that in here.
- Stand still. Both of you.

You think I'm a complete amateur?

A laser cannon isn't very professional.

- You'll blow away half the city.
- All the city.

Energy feedback, heat reflection,
you would go with it.

- It's an open ground weapon.
- I do know that.

You'd have to be insane to use it, then.

Well, maybe that's it. Maybe I am insane.

- Bayban.
- Captain!

They're wiping us out.
We've only seven men left!

(INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Finish her.

Bloodthirsty little maniac, aren't you?
Where's Vila?

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You were rumoured to be dead.

- Funny, that turns out to be true.
- Do I know you?

Celebrities, they never remember
the little people.

- Where is Vila?
- Who?

Would you like me to let some fresh air
into that rancid brain of yours?

Go ahead. You'd be famous.

The man who killed Bayban.

I'd quite like to be famous, too.

How about the woman
that killed Bayban?

Or better still,
the girl who killed Bayban.

I don't know where he is.

- You can do better than that.
- He disappeared.

(NORL) Only from your sight.

We are awaiting his return.

You mean he got it open?

He's been in there all the time?

Dayna, take our guest outside
and watch him.

You know, Kerril, I really like it here.

- I wonder what planet it is.
- We'll probably never know.

- Perhaps we should give it a name.
- Lf you like.

How about, Homeworld.

Vilaworld?

Homeworld. Vilaworld.

- Yes, Vilaworld.
- Homeworld.

Stop. Where did you get this?

They're all over the place, look.

- Kerril.
- What is it?

These are what got me into this.

You've no idea how much they're worth.

- We're going back.
- When you're ready, there's no hurry.

Well, come on,
we've wasted enough time.

Did I say something wrong?
Kerril, what's the matter?

What did I say to upset you?

- Kerril.
- What?

Homeworld,
you wanted to call it Homeworld.

Then we'll call it Homeworld,
it's a good name.

Are you playing games with me?

- Games?
- Yes, games.

If you think what happened here...

gives you the right
to treat me like some sort of...

Treat you like some sort of what?
I haven't treated you like anything.

We're out there in the sunshine,
when for no good reason...

you throw a tantrum
and go off in all directions.

- For no good reason at all?
- Give me a good reason.

I'm a reasonable man. I'll accept
a good reason. I'll accept a bad reason.

I'll accept any reason at all...

just tell me what I'm
meant to have done.

- You really don't know, do you?
- Isn't that what I just said?

Oh, please. Can't we stop fighting now?

Of all the things I enjoy doing...

quarrelling with you
comes 574th on my list.

I'm sorry.

Shall we go?

That list.

Things you enjoy doing?

You wouldn't be interested
in what comes top of it, would you?

You!

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

Why is it getting darker all the time?

- How long are we going to wait?
- As long as it takes.

Feeling guilty?

Yes, a little.

There are no lighting systems I can find.

I suggest we leave while there's light
to see where we're going.

- No.
- Your friend is right.

It is time to leave this place.

Hello.

Vila.

Now that is what I call an entrance.

Vila, we thought we'd lost you.

But every silver lining has a cloud.

I'd say you got it wrong,
except I know you didn't.

- Welcome back, Vila.
- Thanks.

- Oh, this is Kerril.
- And welcome back, Kerril.

(EXPLOSION)

What the hell is that? What happened?

Bayban got away from me.

- He'll be making for his ship.
- No!

Let him go. He has no men left.

But there are still men
guarding your people.

They will have been dealt with.
My people are coming.

They are summoned to enter the city.

(BELL TOLLING)

That's what this is all about!

This isn't a city, it's a travel terminus.

And it's announcing
that it's open for business.

(MYSTICAL CHANT)

The need which grew in us
until it blotted out all other needs...

is now satisfied.

My people are gone,
and now I too must go.

How much did you know
beforehand, Norl?

Only that the door to the next world
must be opened by a clever man.

You tried to get Bayban to do it.

He came to our world at the right time...

but he was not the right man.

Although we realised quite soon
that he could not open the door...

yet we knew that he could
find someone who could.

So, we encouraged him in that.

By convincing him that the vault
contained something of great value...

which you didn't want him to have.

It was no more than the truth.

But it became more than the truth...

because some of us died
before we told him.

Vila, you're a clever man, and brave.

My people thank you.

And now, I must join my people.

Wait.

May I come with you, Norl?

You too are brave,
and have helped my people.

You are welcome.

You are both welcome to come with us.

Well?

Vila, we'll wait on the ship.

Let us know what you decide.

Bring us up, Orac.

- Are you coming with me?
- I can't.

Why not? It's a chance to be free.
You saw that place, it's beautiful.

But there's nothing there worth stealing.
No, listen.

You know why I neutralise
security systems...

open safes, and break into vaults?

It's because I can and most people can't.

- To satisfy your ego.
- No, not really.

It's just that, it's what makes me, me.

Kerril, a thief isn't what I am,
it's who I am.

Forget it.

- You wouldn't like what's left.
- What makes you think I like you?

Because you can't like someone
without them liking you back.

And I like you, Kerril, more than anyone.
Anyone I've ever known.

The difference is, I love you.

- Kerril.
- Very touching.

Bayban.

You didn't think I'd leave
a fortune behind?

There's nothing for you here, Bayban.

I should've killed you
a long time ago, Kerril.

Go quickly.

- Vila, he'll kill you.
- Take her quickly. Get her out of here.

Go. Go!

No!

Don't do that. It's a force field!
Get me out of here.

(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

No!

(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
CONTINUES)

She escaped safely then?

Oh, yes. To a new life and all that.

Good.

We can all get back to business then.

Not quite. We still have to find
those crystals for the weaponry systems.

(DAYNA) Avon!

That enough?

Yes. I'm impressed.

Wonderful. That makes it all worthwhile.

Welcome back, Vila.

Vila, I'm sorry for what I said to you.

I didn't mean it. It wasn't true.

To tell you the truth, I don't really care.
It's not important anymore.

What's the matter with him?

If I thought that was a serious question,
I'd be very worried about you.

I think I've just made
the biggest mistake of my life.

In the light of your previous record,
that seems unlikely.

I would predict that there are far
greater mistakes waiting to be made...

by someone with
your obvious talent for them.

Shut up, Orac.

Still, it's a comforting thought.

Let's hope they've all got good legs.

(THEME MUSIC)