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Show it to me, Ilbren.

Be warned.

This was made for Trevor's viewing pleasure only.

Roll it.

I'm here on a schedule, not for pleasure.

Trevor, how could you?

What's your interest in this creature?

That's my business. Just get her for me.

Oh, I see.

You and she, in ecstatic nest-feathering.

- You disgust me. - I don't care what you think.

It's all here as agreed, half now...

the rest when you bring her to me.

This isn't what I asked for, Ilbren.

All I see here is a lot of money.

Now hold on one moment, this is exactly...

I don't have a record of what we said.

- Do you? - Of course not.

All right, these are the new terms.

You! I've no use for your anarchic idiocy.

Very pretty.

- Are you really in love with it? - Yes, with her.

That's a shame. I can't take your assignment.

What?

She's not in love with you, I can promise you that.

We can do business, Aeon.

There is another Seraph-Trev...

- Didn't I just say... - It's male.

As beautiful as the first and untouched.

Possibly neglected. You know Trevor's tastes.

- I thought I did. - What do you say, Aeon?

- Are you with me? - It doesn't want you, Ilbren.

Who does?

I'd sooner kill it than give it to you.

Stay away, Aeon. She's mine.

Mr. Chairman, her intelligence index has just been re-evaluated...

it's way into the red.

Sir, don't you think we should send a detail after her?

I mean, not to be presumptuous...

but with the trail being fresh and so on...

I suppose. What's the point?

Yes, go. Stick her in the steno pool.

Well, what do you think?

Better we don't, we'll close her down, whatever.

Hey, come on!

Oh, no!

Go away. I'm busy.

Pay attention, girl.

Your services are being commandeered...

by a directive under Monican enforcer aegis 71225.

Monican enforcer aegis, that was good. Can I steal that?

I've been looking for that jacket.

I took it to mean you were coming back.

Sorry this place is such a mess.

- Same old routine? - Same old missed opportunities.

I'm hesitant. Like today, a boy wounded this bird and...

Don't have time.

This really is a priority and you are being conscripted, Una.

Translate this by tomorrow morning.

I really want to help, Aeon, you know I do...

but the bird's badly hurt and I think I should...

You've been living on frozen eel sticks and you're tending a pet?

Una! How's this? If I help your feathered friend rally...

think I can get an all-nighter out of you?

Yes, sure.

Can you, really?

There. You'll have to scrounge up bird juice and bandages...

but that should cut down the shock.

Now get cracking. I'll be back in the morning.

Aeon...

you're forgetting your jacket again.

I tell myself they want for nothing.

Their every need met.

They can't complain, they have it all.

The intelligence quotient survey at 10, the full benefit plan at 20.

Every one of them touched by the consequences of my leadership.

But I am not touched.

So, the only solace is the self-denying bliss...

to be found in the wings of the Seraph-Trev.

Damn! Come on, where is it?

A match made in heaven.

You see, Trevor, you're the odd man out.

Oh, no!

This appears to be in Scaloti Middle-High Breen.

Someone didn't want someone to read this.

Nerik!

Don't you know how to knock?

Una.

Nerik, I don't have time. I must finish this, I'm way behind.

What is it with you, Una?

You've been preoccupied all quarter. We hardly see each other anymore.

- Why... - Can we have this discussion...

- some other time? - Who is he, Una?

I know what it is.

It's that really weird girl...

who's always coming over with her priority translations.

I know you.

You always had a thing for foreign tongues.

Right, Nerik...

we've been toppling governments behind your back for years.

She comes over, and we bake chocolate bombs.

Look, Una, I've got to know, do you still love me?

Nerik, I really don't think I have time for you.

There's something more... l...

I want my Shattered Fixtures cassette back by Wednesday.

I'll pick up my fish next week.

Why don't you take them now?

Aeon! I...

I'm gonna need a little time to work on...

Starting the assignment I gave you?

- But you've got time to jumpstart Nabob. - Nerik.

It's not what you think. He was just here a minute.

- We broke... - Look...

you spent my time wet-nursing Nerik...

and now I'm up against the wall without a clue.

- You were with me on this, Una. - I am.

I'd never let you down. Just give me a chance to redeem.

Too late for that. Looks like we're going to be improvising in the field.

We?

Una, haven't you translated my fish yet?

You'll never get those slingshots finished at this rate.

- Here's our exit. - What?

It's you, Number 3.

Don't you have enough thoughts to suppress?

Sir, it's Aeon Flux.

Her! I told you not to bother me with that nonsense.

But we set the trail as you ordered, sir.

We believe she has the missing documents.

What are you talking about?

The location of the Seraph-Trevs...

Sir...

Chairman Goodchild?

Quarantine Isthmus Crypticus' chamber at once.

- Zero tolerance control! - Yes, sir.

- Good work, Number 3. - Thank you, Chairman.

And when you're done, go shoot yourself.

Yes, sir.

That's right, kill the damn messenger.

All right, make this an impeccable rush job.

Green light, go.

Red light, stop.

Green light, stop.

Red light, go!

Take subsection C, about 15 yards, then make a sharp right.

My mistake. Actually, you want to take a left.

Sorry, under the gun and all.

Only went over Scaloti briefly. Did so-so on it...

Kill the transcript updates. Be as accurate as possible.

Help me, Una.

Take the left down subsection C, then take the southwest corridor.

It should plug into one of the lower branches.

I mean, the southeast corridor should plug into lower neglected personage.

I mean "passage."

How close are you to getting your degree?

Just take the southeast corridor and that should...

You should be able to see a red door to your right...

with a green frame.

No, it can't be.

- It can't. - Una.

Una, are you there? Do you copy?

Come in, Una.

Aeon, I have some new coordinates for you.

Yes, these are definitely the ones you need.

Proceed as follows.

Aeon, Una here, you copy?

You should be directly over the male Seraph-Trev's chamber.

Can you see the fold-out stairs yet? Over.

I'm almost there.

Green light, go. Red light, stop.

Green light, stop.

Red light, go!

Please don't be afraid. My name's Ilbren Lanz.

I'm here to save you.

You'll never have to wear blindfolds again.

I'll even give you back your wings.

You have to trust me.

Not a dream.

If it is, don't ever let it stop.

Una, no!

That lascivious, impulsive, irresponsible...

jealous...

He's mine!

He always was. The bird came to me, not you.

He sent it. You knew!

I worshiped you and you used me!

You're out of control, Una.

Now drop the gun and let's talk.

To hell with this.

Even if our friendship's finished, this much we have to get straight.

I couldn't have known we were on the same trail.

A Breen named Ilbren offered me the male...

if I kidnapped the female for him.

You'd do anything!

But we're not going to do that. This creature is in agony.

You've helped me come this far, so help me finish.

Don't be afraid.

I used to be a familiar of the demon lover who blinded and grounded you.

But I've just given myself a generous promotion.

- Don't stop me, Aeon. He wants me! - No, he isn't for you.

No!

Go on. Go to him.

Take him away.

No.

Stop, it's dangerous.

No, Aeon!

You don't know what you're doing.

You had no right.

- She didn't deserve this. - Nice wings.

Go to hell.

Will you fly me there?

You know, some people are never meant to be together.