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Dylan, my guys
are being overwhelmed.

Ormuz's forces are moving in
to our position.

This refugee camp

Is the last free soil
on seefra-5.

I don't know how long
i can keep it that way.

Bonus or no bonus,
it may not matter.

People are dying
by the hundreds

From lack of
medicine and food.

It's mainly kids.

Understood.

Take cover
and do what you can.

Hunt out.

Beka, did you copy that?

My news is no better, dylan.

I've done my share
of combat cargo drops.

I've never seen
air cover this thick.

There ought to be a law.

There ought to be laws

Against a lot of things
in seefra system.

Laws don't mean much
to jerks like ormuz.

In the old days,

I betandromeda
could have destroyed

A threat like him
in three seconds.

I miss the old days.

Uh, dylan?

I'm still here.

Yeah.
Hold on, beka.

We're going to find a gap
in that sensor coverage.

Just keep your p.M.A. Charged

And online.

My p.M.A.?

Positive mental attitude.

Incoming surface fire.
Hold on!

Yeah, great
talking to you, dylan,

But i better take that call.
Maruout.

"Positive mental attitude"
my perky mortal ass.

Andromeda,
how's our contingency plan?

The escape pods

Have already been loaded
to 62% capacity

With relief supplies.

Six hours to completion.

Lock in on rhade's location.

We'll dump the pods there.

In six hours,

Rhade's position
could be overrun.

I'm detecting

A zero-Point energy build-Up
on this deck.

Someone is tesseracting in.

We don't know
they're hostile yet.

Yeah, when are they ever
not hostile?

Point taken.

Behind you!

Hohne?

Aah!

Mr. Harper...

oh, good show.

Grab my shoulder.
Come on.

Now, on the count of three,

You're going to climb up me,
okay?

Okay. Yeah.

Now, you ready?

One, two... three.

Hohne, hang on!

Don't!

No, dylan will kill me.

Come on. No, don't!

Aah!

The former chief
technical advisor of sinti,

First signatory to
the new commonwealth charter,

Librarian of the special
collections division

Of the all systems
university library.

And looking pretty healthy

For someone
who's been dead for three years.

Oh, dear.

Yeah.

The universe
is a dangerous place,

But in our future,

My crew and i fight
to make it safe.

I am dylan hunt,

Captain
of theandromeda ascendant,

And these are our adventures.

So
it would appear

That when i plunged
into the slipstream core,

Instead
of being reduced

To my constituent
atoms

In the exotic matter
pulser,

I actually fell through
a stray tesseract

That deposited me
on theandromeda,

Three years
in your future, yes?

Well, if it's
any consolation,

We've all had a turn
at having

The rug pulled out
from under us.

Ah, and am i
to understand

That theandromeda
is currently held

In some sort of
a pocket universe,

And all attempts
to escape

Have so far
been unsuccessful?

It's a lot
to absorb, i know.

Oh, indeed.

My theories
on space-Time

Will have to be
completely revised.

I must begin
immediately.

Yes, hohne, but let's put
that mind of yours to work

On a more immediate
problem.

We're in the middle
of a humanitarian crisis.

Oh, of course.

Anything i can do
to help,

Just give the word.

Ah, mr. Harper.

I understand we're going to be
working together again.

Wow. Wow.

It's good to see you, hohne.

Good to see you, too.

My, i see your work
is still as creative as ever.

Uh, well, you know me.

I like to try and keep busy.

Speaking of busy-

Oh, busy, yes, well,

After this crisis
is over,

I hope you'd like
to work with me

On a few experiments.

After the crisis, sure.

Then would be great.

Uh, i haven't worked
on real science

In a dog's age and a half.

Lately, it's been all about
getting through the day.

Well, i'm sure captain hunt
will be thrilled as well

To be advancing
the frontiers of knowledge.

I don't know.

For dylan now,

It seems to be all about
the nitty-Gritty,

Up-Front problems, you know?

The ones right in front of him,

Like this one, in front of me.
Where's-

Well, that doesn't sound

Like the captain hunt
that i know.

Oh, don't worry.

That captain hunt
is still in there,

Waiting to jump out
and save the universe.

He just has to get
back to it first.

In the meantime, people change,
if you know what i mean.

Indeed.

Well, the aging process alone,

Even measured

On a scale
of nano-Seconds,

Can drastically-

Hohne, hohne,
for the love of god...

i watched you die.

Well, actually,
i fell through a stray tesseract

Just above the, uh-

Hohne, for me,
you've been dead,

For, like, three years now.

With you
standing here now,

It's just a little weird, okay?

I just need you
to slow down a little, okay?

A small memento.

For later.

For you.

Thanks.

Ah...

dylan, how about an update

On some help
with our current situation?

A problem
that keeps getting worse.

An understatement.

Ormuz's forces have driven

Nearly the entire
minority population

From their homes.

Every new refugee

Is an extra mouth
we cannot feed.

So, if i am
to understand,

You need to drop
20,000 tons

Of food, medicine,
and relief supplies

To relieve
the suffering

Of a considerable
number of refugees.

Correct.

Complication-

Genocidal warlord ormuz
will shoot down

Anything bigger
than a mosquito

That tries
to touch down

On his territory.

An interesting
problem.

Have you tried disabling
his air defenses?

Too dispersed.

How about loading the
supplies onto re-Entry pallets

Coated with
stealth materials?

Yes, i thought
of that,

But before
we fabricated anything,

The refugees
would all be dead,

And now i get to break
the good news to-

Dylan.

What news?

As far as
we can figure it,

Our starving buddies
are hosed,

Unless we can somehow

Make a cracker materialize
on seefra-5.

Let's do that.

Come again?

Make the supplies

Appear on seefra.

I mean, it's not like you two

Haven't done that sort
of thing before.

The quantum
teleporter.

The quantum
teleporter...

genius!

I'm sure i've got
the plans somewhere.

I've even got the parts still boxed up.

Yes, we did
successfully send

Captain hunt
through

The hephaistos
singularity

And retrieve him
safely.

Sending supplies

Should be trivial
in comparison.

There are risks,
of course...

risks we can live with.

Wait a minute.

The only reason
that thing worked

Is because we were parked
next to a black hole.

Oh, mr. Harper, with
your brilliant mind,

I should think

You would relish
a challenge.

Well, if you put it
like that...

hohne, let's make
history-

Again.

It is great
to have you back.

I'll leave
you two at it.

Humans...

so, back
to the contingency plan.

Drop the pods

And cover them as best we can
with defensive fire.

Dylan, they won't
all get through.

Yeah, but it's better
than nothing.

What's our timetable?

They haven't
detected us yet,

But it's only a matter of time.

We can either go now
or wait a day

For another gap to open up
in their defenses.

We don't have a day,
so we go now.

And, uh,

While your work methods are,
to put it mildly, unorthodox,

You've done
a magnificent job

Of storing the necessary
data and equipment

To replicate
the experiment.

Even without the presence
of a black hole

To provide us with a data sink

And extra
processing power...

you're not going to embrace me
again, are you?

Yes.

Hohne...

i'm sorry i was a little
strange at first.

It really is great
to have you back.

Yes.

Though, from my perspective...

i never went anywhere.

Good point,
but from my perspective,

You didn't miss anything.

Believe me.

Three years of watching
everything we worked for

Fall apart,

The joys of
your best friends

Betraying you,

And now we're stuck
here in this hole

While god knows
what's happening

To the rest
of the universe.

If my studies
have taught me anything,

It's that viewed
from the proper perspective,

Everything makes sense.

Uh, well, except this.

Sinti courier,

This is
research specialist nissa.

I'm calling from
hephaistos research station.

Are you receiving this?

Come in.

Hephaistos research station?

That's the black hole,

The one where we found
theandromeda,

The same one
we sent dylan through.

It's...

fascinating, isn't it?

Are you receiving this?
Come in.

Are you receiving this?

Come in.

Uh, gentlemen,
i asked you

To come up
with a better way

To deliver
relief supplies,

Not open a peephole
to the known worlds.

A most unintended consequence,
but fascinating nonetheless.

It appears that ever since
our first experiment

With faster-Than-Light
communication and teleportation

Four years ago,

The andromeda a.I. Has,
on some level,

Remained quantum entangled
with the hephaistos black hole,

And that connection
remains constant

Across space and time.

And there's more.

We think there already was,
and still is,

Another quantum entanglement-

Betweenyou
and the black hole.

The teleporter must've
just joined in

On that connection.

It's like a three-Way
between the teleporter, you,

And the black hole
before the fall.

Are you telling me that-

That that message
is from over 300 years ago?

No.

We're actually watching
the past.

Can you send me back there now?

Oh, thus far, the data pipe

Is still
too narrow

For anything
more than, uh,

Limited information bursts.

That's perseid for
"we're working on it,"

And, believe us, we are.

Good.

Rhade, you're
ready to receive.

Andromeda...
commence cargo drop.

Cargo drop
underway.

Beka-

See you on the other side.
Maruout.

Point defense lasers
standing by.

Beka, the pods are
experiencing 31% attrition,

And ground fire
is targeting themaru.

Of course it is.

Let's dance.

Orbital e.C.M.
Stations are operating

And baffling our sensors.

Aha.

Finally, light at the end
of a very dark tunnel.

I'm sending teams

To retrieve supplies
from the surviving pods.

At least we've bought
those refugees a little time.

Beka, report.

We're breaking orbit
and heading to seefra-1 now.

Call us if you need us again.

Funny, you don't look like

A man who just saved
hundreds of lives.

It's not that.

It's hohne, his timing.

You mean
with all the people

And things

Coming through the route of ages
at an unprecedented rate?

He's just a big fat reminder

Of everything we left undone
in the other universe.

You're not sure whether
his return was pure coincidence.

Ladies
and gentlemen,

For those of you keeping score,
this is the harper speaking.

Hohne and i
are going to be

The co-Dads-

Platonically speaking-
Of a bouncing baby teleporter.

Well, talk to me.

There's one problem...

um, kind of
a big problem.

I'm sure you and hohne
can fix it?

Well, it's not that kind
of a problem, boss.

Tell you what, uh...

we'll just send you the image.

The enemy fleet could be here
within a week.

We barely survived
the last attack.

We're evacuating all personnel.

We will destroy the station

And all research materials
we can't remove.

Long live the commonwealth.

According
to your onboard records,

Hephaistos was well within

The borders
of the old commonwealth.

If that station
was under attack...

the battle
of witchhead.

The commonwealth
hasn't fallen yet.

That changes everything.

History,
repetition...

you do the long division.

So, uh, what do you think,
boss?

I think i don't believe
in coincidences.

Huh.

You can't be
serious about this.

I'm always serious

About walking
down corridors.

We don't even know
if harper's teleporter

Can get the supplies
to the refugees,

Yet you already
plan to use it.

Doyle, i lost
300 years of my life

Because of what's
about to take place

In that other universe,

And now i've got a chance
for a do-Over.

Hohne, the transmission,
the teleporter-

It's all happened
for a reason,

And i know
what it is,

So when
this mission is over,

I'm going back
to change history.

I spoke too soon
about that light.

The supplies we retrieved
are being distributed,

But without enough
to go around,

I'm afraid we'll have
a second war on our hands soon.

How are harper and hohne
coming along

With the teleporter?

They needed a little more time,
so hang in there.

That's what i do.

Well, we've stuck our foot
in the door.

With any luck, we can
open it wide enough

To start teleporting
the crew.

Not all of the crew.

Yeah.

Yeah, i know, theandromeda.

Well, as soon as
we're on the other side,

We'll figure out a way
to bring her over.

So, dylan wants
to dice us into atoms

And send us
through a black hole.

Maybe it only sounds scary.

Sounds like friday night
at casa valentine.

The thing is,

You won't see me setting foot
into that teleporter.

I have a pretty good
life here,

And i'm not going anywhere
i can't take themaru.

Well beka,
themaruisn't a person.

It's a ship.

It's my home.

Look, just because i won't go
doesn't mean you have to stay.

We both know

That dylan probably needs you
more than me, anyway.

Probabilities, possibilities...

i do know that we wouldn't
still be with him

If there weren't a part
for each of us to play.

True.

But not all of us
can go supernova

At a moment's notice

And save a galaxy.

I guess you could call that

Looking
on the bright side of things.

So, after
numerous attempts

To teleport
inanimate objects...

and fruits...

i like that one.

Mm.

Well, we appear

To have worked
through our problems

And met
with success.

By the great storms
of ugroth.

It's very inspiring.

Inspiring,
yes,

But intriguing as it is,

And though it is promising
in terms of our mission

To teleport supplies
to the refugees,

I admit i had
quite a different purpose

In asking you
to join me here.

Mm-Hmm?

Well,
i can't believe

I never
noticed it before,

But the discrepancy

Is so minuscule,

Perhaps i simply wrote it off
as a computational anomaly.

I've been going
through the records

From our last experiment,

In particular,

The summary statistics
of the quantum map

Created for the primary subject,
i.E., yourself.

The map on the left

Was created
before we sent you

Through
the teleporter,

And the map
on the right

Was when you returned.

They, uh...

they don't match.

The variance
is.0000001%.

As i said,
minuscule.

Ah! I knew it. See?

Our discrepancy-

Not a confluence
of random anomalies,

But a single
anomaly.

That strand of my dna
has changed.

Mm-Hmm.

The question is, why?

I have no idea,

And in the area of
recombinant genetics, captain,

I assure you,
i'm no dilettante.

Of course not.

Strange.

The strand is inert,

And yet the sequencing
is purposeful,

Almost mathematical,
like a code,

Or a specific
instruction set.

Probably just an artifact
of the computation process,

The equivalent of
an end-Of-File marker.

Yeah, or the evidence
of something else.

Harper did
mention something

About
a vedran connection.

Paradine,
he called it.

Yes.

It's a race of beings

That can navigate
the space-Time continuum.

Mm-Hmm,
and you wonder

Whether your newly discovered
heritage

Can explain this anomaly.

Regardless,

If that teleporter is capable
of causing any kind of change,

It's dangerous.

Perhaps.

Let me
get this straight.

The teleporter
definitely works,

So we will be able
to send the supplies,

But it altered
your dna

The last time
you used it?

There's a chance
the alteration

Is something
that only happens

To paradines.

Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe the same thing
would happen to anyone.

And you still want
to go through again?

Well, do you have
a better idea?

I do.

Test it
by sending me first.

If the experiment
fails,

Harper can just
build me another body.

Yeah, right, like
harper can build

Androids
who look like you

All day long.

Why, thank you.

You're not
so generic yourself.

What i mean is,

He couldn't rebuild
another rommie,

No matter
how hard he tried,

And i'm not going to
risk losing you too.

If you're asking me,
i think you should go.

I think you will make it.

Why, because of this whole
paradine thing?

Paradines are a race of beings

That can potentially
travel space-Time

Without being destroyed by it.

It could be
that a mutable dna type

Makes this possible.

Maybe this is your destiny.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Still having
fun, rhade?

Oh, yeah,
it's one big party down here.

I thought about
your offer

To teleport
out of seefra.

I understand
your concern

About the trillions
of lives at stake

In the known worlds,

So i'm not questioning
your ethics,

But what i do question
is your survival instincts.

That's funny, coming from a guy
in the middle of a war zone.

Ah, but as you've seen,
greed can override instinct.

Besides, the idea

Of being broken down
into my constituent particles

And then reassembled
untold light-Years away

By a machine that will likely
introduce error into my dna

Seems, to say the least,
to be... self-Defeating.

I'll take my chances
in the war zone, thank you.

So you think
i'm making a mistake?

I think you've
convinced yourself

That what
you perceive

To be your...

destiny...

somehow makes you invulnerable.

Oh, rhade...

stay or go, it's up to you.

See you on the flip side.

All we need to do now
is power this up. Hohne?

This is your baby.

Care to do the honors?

The practical work
was entirely yours.

After you, mr. Harper.

No, really,
i insist.

After you.

No, please, i insist.

How could i dare

To take credit
for your inspiration?

Well, i think you should do it

Because you've done
most of the practical work.

Gentlemen, please. Just do it.

Quantum connection
is established.

All linkages are nominal.

Oh, dear.

"Oh, dear... " what?

Tell me
the teleporter

Is not malfunctioning.

Oh, no, the teleporter
is working perfectly.

Good.

It's just that

The quantum entangled
computations

Are having an unexpected,
and, i must say...

interesting side-Effect.

Uh-Oh.

The suns are destabilizing.

Uh, if they
don't stop,

They'll both, um, explode.

Say that again?

They're going to explode.

And destroy this entire system?

That's... that's just, uh...

great job, guys.

Great job.

All right,
you two shut this thing down,

And do it yesterday.

I assure you,
captain,

This is merely
a temporary setback.

It damn well
better be temporary,

Because if it's not,
we're all dead permanently.

Sheesh!
Check out captain touchy.

You'd think we were about
to exterminate

All life
in the seefra system as we-

Oh, right. We are.

I don't understand this.

The teleporter is offline,

But the a.I. Is proceeding

As if the memory loads
have remained constant.

One of my drones
refuses to respond to commands.

The data link
with the seefran binary system

Is active.

Oh. That's unfortunate.

We can hardly expect the suns
to stabilize

If we can't shut down

The quantum computational
operations.

Then it's
hello, supernova,

Goodbye, us.

I sure am glad
we thought of this.

Well...

it's been good
seeing you again, hohne,

And, uh, well,
on the bright side,

At least we got to-

Uh, this way,
we'll get to say goodbye.

Yeah, so it's not all bad,
right?

It's been good.

Solar flare activity
continues to increase.

Disrupting communications

And planetary power grids

Within one a.U.

Of the binary system's
major axis.

On the positive side,

Ormuz's defense grid

Has been rendered inert
by the e.M.P.

The refugees have
a fighting chance now.

Yeah, well,
they've got no chance

If there's
a supernova.

Unless we can stop it.

We have to take out that drone.

Fire control
is offline.

Harper?

Uh, sorry, boss.

Had to scrounge
every inch of bandwidth

To make the teleporter,
you know, teleport.

Fine.
Andromeda,set a course.

Navigation is-

Offline! Of course it is.
Harper?

I'm on it like
an aldeberan soul-Bat.

Talk at you.

Beka...

wait. Let me guess.

You want me to fly themaru
into the teeth

Of what amounts
to an interstellar hurricane

Just so i can shut down

Yet another seamus harper
science experiment,

Thereby saving all of our butts
from certain doom?

Emphasis on "doom."

Copy that.

Oh, do me a favor?

Do tell harper
that when i get back,

I will be fitting him
with a self-Kicking butt.

Should save us a lot of trouble
in the future.

Maruout.

Is there something wrong
with harper's butt?

Other than the fact

That he's always
talking through it?

Sensor drones are in pdl range.

Well, what are you
waiting for?

An invitation?

Blow it the hell up.
Let's get out of here.

Point defense lasers
won't respond.

There. Try now.

Okay.
I'm about to get very cranky.

It's the solar flares.
Everything is offline.

We're dead in space.

You know, if i'm going to die,
i think i need a drink.

Trance?

You know...

i don't think
i can die,

Not like humans do.

I always thought
when i went,

I would go out
with a bang...

not quiet
like this.

This is what it must be like
in the sweet hereafter.

Or else a party.

So you're saying

There's life
and then there's death,

Which is true, because first
you're this, and then you're that,

But really, it's all one thing.

A sun gives life
and light,

And then
it collapses

And it takes light into itself.

First, a star,
then a black hole.

Different forms
of the same thing.

So no party?

This is the party.

Whoop-De-Doo.

So does it really
matter, then,

Where we are

On the path
of this and that?

I mean,
if it's all a party,

What's not to like?

Well, i don't know
about you, trance,

But i like my parties
with men, music, mayhem.

In fact...

want to dance?

Beka...
come on.

Live a little.

All right.

Trance,
how do you know...

any of this
is real?

I don't.

I didn't realize it
until today, but...

it's a big part of me.

I am who i am

Because of having
people like my dad in my life.

People who believed in me.

People like you.

Our paths came together
for a reason.

Dylan,
the drone is still online,

And power emissions
from theeureka maru

Have dropped to zero.

The e.M.P.
From the solar flares

Must be worse
than we thought.

Suggestions?

Only one-

Use the teleporter.
Save yourself.

Excuse me?

The logic
is compelling, i fear,

But if we fail to stop

The seefran stars'
destabilization,

No one in this system
will survive,

But if you go
through the teleporter

To hephaistos

Before we are consumed

By the inevitable
supernova,

You may be able
to save far more

Than the relatively few
sentients

Who inhabit
this system.

"Few," as in tens of millions.

You're asking me to
leave these people

Here to die,
along with my friends?

Yes, a simple
cost-Benefit analysis.

There are many worlds
of magnitude,

More beings in the known worlds
beyond hephaistos

Who need you-

Your leadership,
your optimism,

Your example...

the very things that inspired me
to sign onto this project

In the first place.

What is seefra,

Compared to those
who could be saved

If the old commonwealth
did not fall?

Hohne...

this is not open
for discussion.

I will not
leave seefra

Until our mission
is complete.

Understood?

Of course, captain.

You were right
about one thing-

I need
to set an example.

I'm going to start

By shutting down
that sensor drone myself.

But how?

The teleporter.

The radiation
will kill you.

Have your neurons
reversed polarity?

If the radiation
can shut down themaru,

What will it do to you?

I started this
and i'm going to finish it.

Not with the teleporter.

Recalibrating it

To project you
anywhere

Other than hephaistos

Will take slightly longer
than we have.

Fine.
Andromeda,prep a slipfighter.

Dylan-

Doyle,
you have command.

Andromeda?

Andromeda.

Harper? Doyle?

What's going on
with the ship's power?

It wasn't us.

We haven't even touched
command controls.

You didn't touch
the command controls,

Mr. Harper...

but i did.

Hohne, what have you done?

I'm sorry, captain hunt,

But as another who has lost
years of his life,

I'm sure you can understand

That you're not the only one

Who has an appointment
with destiny.

Damn it!

Please...

please stay down.

I don't want to hurt you again.

Hohne,
i know what you're doing.

You can't do this.

You can't
send dylan back

Against
his own will,

And we've got
bigger problems now.

I am fully aware, mr. Harper,

And i don't want captain hunt
to die needlessly,

So there is only one solution
to this impasse.

Hohne!

Andromeda,can you
bring him back?

No, hohne has severed my link

To the teleporter
control systems.

And he's locked me
out of manual.

No, hohne, not this time.

Uh-Uh.

All right. All right.

Uh, mr. Smarty-Perseid,
you think you're a genius?

Well, guess what? So am i.

You want to have
a brain-Swinging contest?

Swing away.

Harper!

Hohne!

He stole
your idea.

He teleported to the drone.

He lied?

Yeah, he lied to save us.

The radiation's lethal,
remember?

Andromeda,reboot
core control.

It should reset your
manual override link

With
the teleporter.

It will take
more time than we have.

Both suns will go supernova

Before i can
complete the process.

I can't accept that.

In fact, there are a lot
of things i can't accept,

Like having to say "please"
or "excuse me,"

And at the top of that list
is watching a friend die.

We have to let
hohne finish,

Or seefra
will be destroyed.

What?

Hohne shouldn't even
be out there.

If anyone, it should
be you or me.

You don't get it, dylan.

I let him die once.
I cannot let him die again.

I wouldn't be able to deal.

Harper, no.

I said...

no.

Look, i've watched
more friends die

Than i can count,

And every single time,
i've thought,

"That should be me,"

But every single time,

The universe
just thought differently.

Harp-

Back off, boss.

In fact, you know what?

You're not my boss.

You're not my captain anymore,

And if you don't
get out of my freaking way,

You're not my frien-

I'm sorry,
mr. Harper.

I'm sorry
for everything.

All right.

You really want hohne's blood
on your hands?

Dylan, the sensor
drone is offline.

The data link with the suns
is inactive.

You hear that, harper?

Hohne did it.

That is
the most probable.

Solar flare activity has already
stabilized substantially.

Nuclear reactions
in both stars

Have begun
to stabilize.

Hohne?

What about hohne?

Hohne is transmitting

No discernible
life signs, harper.

I am sorry.

She's sorry.

You are sorry.

Everybody's sorry.

Honestly, dylan,
it was kind of beautiful,

In an impending apocalypse
kind of way,

And now
that it's been reclassified

To an averted apocalypse,

I feel i can appreciate it
even more.

Yeah, but we were so close,
bek.

I mean, we were almost
out of here.

And now...

the known worlds are
falling apart-Again,

Hohne is dead,

And harper is...

he'll get over it.

He always does.

Yeah.

Thanks, beka.

I owe you.

You have no idea.

Wait till you see the bill.
Maruout.

You're always saying

That things happen
for a reason.

This is no different.

And no matter what,

I refuse to believe
that harper hates you.

He's very angry,
but hate?

I'm not sure that's possible.

Where mr. Harper is concerned,

I think that anything
is possible.

Dylan,
you read?

Yeah. Go ahead, rhade.

You were right about ormuz.

The e.M.P. From the solar flares

Did more
than fry his defense grid-

They broke
his back.

He overextended
his forces,

And now he's going
to pay for it.

It's good to be
on the offensive again.

Launch detected
from seefra-5.

Ormuz, trying to save
his scrawny little ass.

Or so he thinks.

This one's mine.

Ormuz is targeting
andromeda.

Check that, rhade. He's mine.

Fire controls are back
online, i presume.

Confirmed-
What little we have.

What little we have
is more than enough.

Goodbye, ormuz.

May you rest in pieces.

All's well that ends well.

Yeah...

but it didn't come free.

Mr. Harper.

If you've found
this message,

It means
that i've succeeded

In my mission,

And i wasn't forced

To damage you
irreparably.

My apologies,

But i knew
that you would not agree

With the premise
of my actions-

Specifically,

That i am expendable
and you are not.

In my lifetime,

I have had
many colleagues

With whom i have enjoyed
countless hours

Of scientific inquiry
and intellectual exercise,

But i have enjoyed
no one's company

Quite so much
as yours.

I believe humans
call this "friendship,"

And if i understand
the context correctly,

The logical consequence
is that this makes you

My best friend.

Forgive me if i offend.

You once said,

"A man makes
his own destiny."

At the time,

I didn't grasp
your full meaning,

But now i do.

This is my destiny.

I leave you
to make yours.

So, uh... now what?

You heard your friend,
mr. Harper.

We make our own destiny.