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We missed the trail marker.

We didn't miss anything.

Maybe they took the marker. We are
pretty close to the border. Do you think

even have a concept of what our border
is? Maybe not. But they got the idea of

pulse rifles by now.

I'm not worried.

There is nothing wrong with your
television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture.

We are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can deluge you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all
that you see and hear.

You are about to experience

the awe and mystery which reaches from
the deepest inner mind to the

outer limits.

Please stand by.

As humanity spreads to the stars, we
will take with us our values and our

But how will those laws and moral
judgments apply to creatures and

alien to our own?

We ain't got no working courthouse.

No courthouse? You sure?

I said we ain't got no working
courthouse.

Oleaga slapped the room together, but we
ain't got a judge yet.

Because that old geezer from Earth isn't
due till next week.

Geezer? Word is that he's senile enough
that Oleaga won't have much trouble

bribing him on the cheap.

Well, where's Oleaga's at?

Just follow your nose around the corner.

When you come to a building that don't
stink of manure, that'll be all the

obvious place.

Hey, Ed!

Hey, Ed!

Medusa! Looks like Jake and his posse
got their Medusa.

Treat justice to custom?

Unless the criminal's paying protection
to quench the army.

You want this animal to pay?

That's Jake Armstrong.

Lost his little brother in the attack.

to this right now.

Why?

Got to.

I'm the crooked old geezer from Earth.

Jake Armstrong!

Territorial judge of this quadrant.

By order of the Fifth Circuit Court, I
hereby take custody of your prisoner.

Back to Earth.

We don't need no judge here.

Jake, I never killed a man in anger.

And the problem for you is...

I ain't angry.

Nice antique.

But how are you going to stop a lynching
with it?

If this Meduson killed your brother,
he'll be punished to the full extent of

law.

There's no law on Daedalus.

There is now.

I didn't come to the far side of nowhere
for the sunny climate, Finch.

Daedalus is a commercial mining colony.

But until we establish a court of law,
we're under the thumb of the military.

And that is bad for business.

And that is why I sent for you.

Governor Oleaga, I report to the Fifth
Judicial Circuit, not to the local

politicians. Of course. I didn't mean to
imply anything else.

Thank you.

But what is the situation with the
indigenous Medusans?

Well, the military guarded the town.

But you can't venture out into the
countryside without an armed escort. The

Medusans can be quite savage.

Must be something about having your
planet colonized that brings out the

in people.

Listen, Finch, we bought that land fair
and square 11 years ago from the local

Medusan chieftain.

And unfortunately, with his death this
year, things have gotten a little dicey.

Now...

About the Medusan you want to try, it
might be best handled by Quint and the

military. Governor, if you want the
court to be the moral authority here,

people have to respect it.

That means trying the tough cases like
this Medusan attack and not throwing it

to a military firing squad.

My daughter was injured in that attack.

Her three friends were murdered.

He was the only survivor.

As a father, I want that killer
punished.

And as a judge, so do I.

If he's guilty.

Of course.

You sent for me, Governor?

Ah, yes, Judge Finch. This is our
prosecuting attorney, Mr.

O 'Brien.

Mr. O 'Brien, how do you do?

Judge. Mr. O 'Brien, will you show the
judge to his courtroom?

Not exactly mahogany paneled splendor.

It's perfect.

For a judge, you sure are easy to
please.

Judge Roy Bean used to convene his court
in a bar room back in 1882.

The Montana Territory was a wide open
frontier.

Judge and the marshal for a thousand
square miles.

No bureaucracy, no politics, no shades
of gray.

All a judge needed was common sense,
guts, fairness of mind.

And a six -shooter strapped to his belt.

You know, Judge, Boliaga was right.

You should leave this Meduson for twins.

What's the matter, Mr. Prosecutor? I
thought you said this was an open -and

-shut case.

That doesn't mean I'm looking to make
work for myself unnecessarily.

I'm paid on a weekly, Judge.

Tell me.

What were the victims doing when they
were attacked?

A geographical survey.

About as threatening as the Red Cross.

Any idea what brought it on?

What brings on a shark attack.

Orion.

I'm Quince.

Welcome to Daedalus, Judge.

Oh, and congratulations on your weather.

Colorful entrance.

Oh, congratulations on yours.

I'll ask you a straightforward question.

When I first heard they were sending a
judge to Douglas, I kept asking myself,

now, what is it this judge did to get
his ass booted from the high -tech

comforts of Earth to this sewage pit?

I'm not much for the high -tech comforts
of Earth.

All they've gotten us is fat and lazy.

Besides, the sanitized lifestyle on
Earth these days comes with a bill I'm

of paying.

And that bill being?

Independence.

Candor.

The ability to answer straightforward
questions straightforwardly.

That straightforward enough for you?

Word has it you're going to put the
Medusan on trial.

From my experience, that attack was more
of an act of war.

If the Medusan was ordered to attack the
mapping party, it'll come out in the

trial. Well, how are you going to do
that? Are you going to ask the Medusan?

Something like that.

And if he won't answer?

I'll call you to the stand so you can
beat it out of him.

You're a funny man, Judge.

We don't get a lot of funny men in
Daedalus.

Problem is, they keep turning up dead.

Nice talking to you.

Oh, the pleasure was mine.

Hi, this is Eileen.

Please leave your name and transparent,
and I'll call you back as soon as I can.

Thank you.

Your message now.

Hey, I'm in deadless.

Any sane person would get the hell out
of here on the next freighter.

Somehow I feel that a chapter of my life
needs to be written here.

Is that mystical enough for you?

No wonder all my lawyer friends think
I'm crazy.

I still think about you.

And I know you're still working on the
big decision.

I wish I could steer you to the right
choice, but hell, I'm just the ex

-husband.

And as advice givers, I rank just below
the town drunk.

Good morning, Judge.

Whoa.

Did you have a nightmare?

Who the hell are you?

Justice Hafner of the Fifth Circuit sent
me from Earth to assist you.

Didn't you get his message?

No. Here, let me help you up.

Oh.

Can I get you something to start your
day?

Yeah, a chiropractor.

I doubt that Daedalus has a doctor of
that specialty.

Just kidding.

Oh.

So Hafner put you up to this.

Why? He's not sure you're up to the
assignment.

He said that?

Where were his execs?

I'm not sure he's up to this assignment.

Oh, my God.

You're Sim?

Yes. A simulated human. My name is
Miranda.

Hafner sent me a sim.

He feels you're too unconventional.

That you're too quick to abandon
judicial protocol.

Let me tell you what Hafner can do with
his protocol.

And he feels you have a temper.

It may comfort you to know that the rest
of the Fifth Circuit disagreed. Sending

me along was a compromise that got you
the job.

Then send a person. Why send a sim?

Hafner knows I hate anything to do with
technology.

Really?

No offense intended.

Why should I be offended?

Simply because you hate me for what I
am? Because you don't want to give me

the smallest chance to show you what I
can do? I'm sorry, okay?

No, let me apologize.

I'm sorry, Judge, that my existence
gives you a headache.

Oh, thank you, Judge Hafner.

for the honorable Judge Jerome Finch.

First Territorial Court of Deadless is
now in session.

Please be seated.

For future reference, my name is Joshua
Finch.

What did I say?

Jerome.

Sorry.

All rise for the Honorable Judge Joshua
Finch.

Please be seated.

Your Honor, I am a crackjack for the
defense.

Before we begin this, I must tell you, I
cannot please my client.

Why not?

Well, I don't speak Medusa.

Why am I only hearing about this now?

Up until this morning, I was doing
property line disputes and immigration

claims.

Fine.

Bailiff, you need a translator.

Anybody here speak Meduson?

It looks like you're not going to get
free, Your Honor. The Medusa refuses to

participate.

Your Honor, the prosecution moves for a
summary judgment.

If you want a summary judgment without
evidence, my ruling will be not guilty.

Case dismissed.

You still want it?

Motion withdrawn.

I'm going to enter a plea of not guilty
on your behalf.

Does he understand?

Excuse me. Do you want me to apprise you
of your small procedural errors as they

happen, or just save them up and tell
you at the end of the day?

At the end of the day.

I'll take that as a yes.

Court is adjourned until trial.

I'm sorry to inconvenience you, Judge
Finch.

It's okay.

There isn't an available room in town.

I'm sure one will open up soon.

Thank you for the pillow.

I'm sure we can make due for a couple of
days.

I thought you were masterful in court
today.

Well, thank you, Miranda.

In fact, your few mistakes were hardly
worth noting.

Mistakes? The small procedural errors.

Oh, yeah.

I've noted them and left a copy on your
desk.

Would you like to review them?

No, actually, I think I'm going to get
some sleep.

Good night.

Good night.

Want a blanket?

No. A glass of water?

No, thanks.

Okay, then. I'll see you in the morning.

First thing.

Sweet dreams.

Are

you

going to go to sleep?

I don't sleep much.

What does that mean, exactly?

Well, it varies each night, depending on
the day's activity.

What are we looking at tonight, you
think?

48 minutes.

Probably just before dawn.

Great.

Thank you, Judge Hafner.

Lavinia told us they were attacked along
the eastern border area. So that's

where I took the posse.

We figured we still had a chance to get
our people back alive, given what we'd

heard about the Medusans.

You mean their torture methods?

Yes.

As slow as possible.

Objection. Per se.

Sustained.

Did you personally observe the Medusans
engaged in torture?

Yes.

We tracked the Medusans, caught up with
them just across the territorial border.

I saw Matt strung up tied to some sort
of wooden rack.

Medusa's burned him alive.

We charged, but it was too late.

Then more of them showed we had to pull
back, but we got that one there.

No further questions. You should have
let me finish it the other night, Judge.

You should have let me string him up.

It's enough, Mr. Armstrong.

It's a narcopta. They have a daily two
-hour hibernation.

That's lunch.

Your trial's not real popular with some
of the locals.

They'd just as soon have stung the
medicine up and gotten it over with.

that's another Christmas card I won't be
getting.

Watch those two over there.

The one on the left, he's about to steal
from his neighbor.

But why don't you arrest him?

Because the neighbor stole from him
first.

You'll learn soon enough, my friend.
Soon enough.

They won't swear on the Bible. Your
Honor, the book has no meaning for them.

He doesn't respect our rituals.

Why should he show us any respect?

How much respect are we showing him?

Get him out of that cage.

Sir,

he's very dangerous. And we don't have
force field barriers here like they do

Earth. You're supposed to be the defense
attorney, Mr. Cradock.

Yes, but I'm the one that's going to be
sitting next to him.

Hark! Bring the chair forward, please.

Judge, procedure in homicide trials
requires the use of a protective barrier

between the accused and the court.

The defendant is shackled and we have
two armed guards.

True, but procedure clearly dictates...
Bailiff, please remove the defendant

from the cage and seat him at the
defense table.

We can go over it later.

Do you recognize the woman in the
gallery?

Hardly.

What happened to the other humans?

They were killed and,

Your Honor, the word doesn't translate.

Was it as Mr. Armstrong described?

Armstrong?

Yes.

Were you present when they were killed?

Yes.

Did you kill anyone yourself?

Yes.

One of them was for me.

You son of a bitch! You killed them! You
killed them all!

Order!

Judge, he came by after court to see you
about the case.

What would he have known about the case?

Straight for the throat.

The classic Medusan attack. They have a
habit of targeting anyone who

collaborates with humans.

How did a Medusan get into town without
being spotted?

They're like roaches. They can slither
under the door.

These wounds were not made by a Medusan.

I wasn't aware your assistant was an
expert.

Part of everything I know.

The Medusans flash with their claws.

These wounds suggest a stabbing motion.

As if someone used a Medusan claw as a
knife.

Medusans' severed claws are not the kind
of thing that people keep lying around

their house.

I know someone who does.

Quips.

Sergeant, I want you to place General
Quince under arrest.

Sergeant, stand your ground.

Quince, I am ordering you... Governor.

What are the charges?

Murder. Murder? Who?

The Hmong. We found the murder weapon in
your office.

Enough talk.

Arrest him.

These men answer to me.

They also answer to the military high
command on Earth. And if they disobey a

judge's order, they will be court
-martialed.

When it marks their future, it's just
the first step.

Sergeant, do your duty.

New message.

I got married, Josh.

I know it's not what you wanted to hear.

But I know it's the right thing.

Deep down, you do too.

Yeah.

I'll always love you.

But we want different things.

I'm sorry.

It's open.

Your blood alcohol level is .21.

That all?

Judge Finch?

Are you okay?

I'm

sorry.

I can't talk.

Good morning.

What are you doing in here?

You were distracted.

You needed to be comforted so that you
could focus on the case and operate at

maximum efficiency.

Comforted? What the hell are you talking
about?

Uh, just a minute.

Stay right there.

Yes? I'm sorry to disturb you, Judge,
but I thought you might want to know

they're organizing another posse.

Why?

You mean nobody told you?

There's been a jailbreak.

The Medusans broke their own kind out
and put two of ours in hospital.

What about Quince? He's gone.

I believe the Medusans took him with
them.

And they left a tritium brick with
Medusan writing.

Wait there.

Get dressed.

It's in Medusan.

Cartooth Point.

Alone.

When did you learn to speak Medusan?

I don't speak it. I can read it.

My larynx has difficulty reproducing
their vowels. Medusa wants to meet,

probably in its own territory.

Tritium fuel is our main export.

Difficult to sell to mine, but a cash
cow.

I've never seen a brick like this,
though.

This is colored area here.

Medusan territory, they are sitting on a
pile of it.

The Medusan tritium areas run mostly
along the border.

Why do you think it took so long to
carve out a peace treaty? The border was

the heart of it.

There it is.

Cartooth Point.

Let's go.

Don't sit alone.

That's the way it's going to be.

The Medusians took me prisoner when they
busted their priest out of jail.

Priest?

They're a lot more intelligent than we
thought.

It turns out your defendant speaks
pretty good English.

I'd put that peacemaker away if I were
you.

Why? Because they'll cut you in half if
you don't.

Look on the bright side.

Could have killed us in the forest.

We would have been better off.

They like to torture their victims.

Slowly.

Bam. That one.

Our defendant.

Dead Medusa.

Birth and death.

The sacred circle.

Ritual honors the dead.

The burial rite.

Your human comrades died in our attack.

We took their bodies here to honor them
as we would our own.

But why did you kill the humans?

It's pretty unbelievable.

Court is now in session.

How can you expect to conduct a trial
without a defendant?

Shoot! Shoot him! No! Stand down.

Sergeant, we'll hear the testimony
first.

Don't listen to Quince. He's been
arrested for murder. General Quince is

bond, pending trial.

What is this?

It's called trying a case on the
evidence.

Mr. Craddock, call your witness.

The humans came to our sacred place
several times.

We did not catch them until the last
time.

And you murdered them.

You will be silent, Mr. Armstrong.

Dammit, Judge, that thing killed my
brother and you're treating it like it's

a... A defendant, Jake.

Now sit down and shut up before I have
you tossed in the street.

Continue, Mr. Credit.

What happened?

This last time when you caught them?

We attacked them.

Three of them died.

Why did you kill them?

They stole the tritium bricks from our
village.

You killed them because of the bricks?

The tritium bricks are for our children.

Without the energy that they provide,
our children cannot be born.

must be mined and each brick carefully
processed.

When we had found that so many bricks
had been stolen, hundreds of them,

there was not enough time to make more
before many of our unborn children

would die.

So, you attacked the humans to save your
children?

I've heard enough of this.

Sit down, Governor.

We don't have to listen to a murderer.

If you want to leave, leave.

But I believe Mr. Craddock is going to
call your daughter up to the witness

stand. Isn't that right, Mr. Craddock?

Nobody's going anywhere until his honor
says so.

You can do whatever you like, Mr.
Oliaga, after the trial.

Now sit down.

Everything that thing said is a lie.

We were making maps.

It attacked us for no reason.

You mean you never visited the Medusian
camp?

I would never set foot in the Forbidden
Zone.

And another thing.

Hundreds of those bricks would weigh
thousands of pounds.

Do I look like I could carry that?

Do you recognize this?

No.

It has your name on it.

The judge found it in the Medusin camp.

Do you recognize this?

I'm not sure.

It's a tritium extraction device.

And it was found in your bag.

Do you remember it now?

Objection. Witness is not on trial.

I'm not accusing her of a crime. I'm
just establishing a mitigating

in the case against my client, Your
Honor.

I'll allow it.

Tritium is very light.

A thousand pounds of ore would only
produce...

A hundred pounds of tritium.

Quite easy for four people to carry.

Do you still deny that you were stealing
tritium from the Medusans?

Even if we were, they wouldn't give it
the right to attack us like that.

But you heard in his testimony today.

The Medusans hatchlings need tritium to
survive.

Well, that's what they said.

They might just be saying that to try to
get away with murder.

Oh, so you still think that my client
was trying to kill you that day?

I know it was.

Then why didn't he?

I was lucky.

Oh, I would say.

A physically superior species that takes
out three combat veterans with post

rifles? In his own environment, he is
unstoppable, deadly.

And yet, he can't track down a single
unarmed woman ten feet away?

Why?

Maybe it had its hill of blood.

Or maybe it only killed.

To stop you from taking the tritium, it
needed to save its children.

Once it had your knapsacks, it let you
go.

Now, didn't he?

Didn't he?

All rise for the Honorable Judge Jerome
Joshua Finch.

Please be seated.

The defendant has confessed to killing
three men.

The law here is clear.

The killings only occurred when the
defendant was resisting a felony, the de

facto murder of his tribe's offspring.

Under the law, such resistance is
justifiable homicide.

It is another function of the law to
prevent future crimes.

I believe this crime started with
ignorance.

So to prevent future incidents, I hereby
order the defendant to serve five years

as a Medusan liaison to the Daedalus
College.

This is outrageous!

These things aren't human.

They're subhuman savages. Who cares
about their children?

As for Lavinia Oliaga, she's to be held
for arraignment.

on the charges of border violation and
theft.

Finch, you'll never get away with this!

Court is adjourned.

So

what

now?

Faithful arraignment hearing next week
on a murder trial.

Why would I want to kill the Hamong?
It's an obvious frame.

So if it is, it'll come out in court.

You think I did it? It would be against
regulations for Judge Finch to comment

on that criteria.

She's right.

But off the record, I wouldn't have a
drink with a murderer if I was dying of

thirst and it was the last beer in the
galaxy.

Buy you a beer.

But you never asked.

Wait a minute.

I know what you just did.

Judge Finch.

Only by cutting through the darkness of
ignorance and prejudice can we achieve.