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Previously on Killjoys...

- Jaq and I have been making actual plans.
- Did you get it?

And you're sure
that's everything we need?

- Jaq's long gone.
- Jaq's safer being far away from us.

He's not a priority.

I missed you, angry ginger.

- We need to wake up Westerley.
- Yeah, starting with Gared.

He's safer in the dark.

We came here to stir
shit up and blow shit up.

How many ships were destroyed?
How many?

30% of your
west seeding fleet.

We have a rebellion.
Find out who's awake.

Welcome to my supermax.

I've been hearing rumors
that there's a hit planned

on a powerful inmate, Sparlow.

We're gonna do you one better than
finding out who ordered the hit.

We're gonna stop it.

All right, I officially
owe you one.

But I need to know
who's coming after me.

Coren Jeers.

Sharpen your shivs, folks!
There are Killjoys in our midst.

So, you're the little shit
who's been stealing our food?

We're just hungry.

We?

Did he hurt you?

- No, I'm good.
- More could be coming.

We better find your damn cube
fast. You okay?

It's not my cube.
I just know we have to go there next.

What do you think's
inside of it?

In the mirror cube?

If you're having
these visions,

I bet it's some kind of weapon
to fight The Lady.

Why don't you ever talk
about her, my mother?

Because scars bleed
when you pick at them.

- Did she even want me?
- Aneela? Very much.

What about us? What are we?

Well, sometimes when a woman
loves another woman very much,

she keeps the human-hybrid
baby an evil man put inside her

and promises to protect
that boy forever, okay?

- There!
- They went this way!

- Jaq, which way do we go?
- That way.

Get behind me.
I'm hunting asshole.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah.

No.

- Can't sleep?
- No.

Not when we have a ship
to take over.

If we got
control of this thing,

we could use it to attack the
terraforming plants on Westerley.

Yeah, but...

And then if we get word
to Zeph,

then she can start working
on evacuating Old Town...

Okay, sure...

And then we take this
fight to that mind-raping bitch

and finish this
once and for all.

Awesome. Just one question.

How do three people take over
a maximum-security prison ship

filled with people
who hate them?

- Yeah, I'm still working on that part.
- And what about Johnny?

One crisis at a time.

All right, Nucy,
what do we got?

I am detecting a subcutaneous
radio-frequency identification transponder

built around
an integrated circuit.

Good. Now,
what's the encasing made of?

I don't know.

Well, guess.

I am an AI
I am not programmed to guess.

Well, that's what
makes it fun.

Come on, we used to
do this all the time.

I don't have any record
of this "fun."

Well, we'll just have to make
our own, then, starting now.

Come on, guess.

Silicate glass?

- Bingo.
- That was fun.

Mmm.

- What's happening, John?
- I have no idea, Nucy.

All X Wing prisoners

assemble in the yard
immediately.

I hope this isn't about
the prison talent show.

Yeah, we are so not ready.

Whatever this is,
everyone's in on the joke but us.

I present Sylas and Evi Robbel
of Land Robbel,

primary benefactors of this prison
and stewards of the Bellaxion.

Selections for this year's
Bellaxion begins now.

- What the shit is a Bellaxion?
- Prison fight.

It's a tournament
sponsored by the Qreshis.

I heard about it when I
was back in the circuit.

What are you smiling about?

I think I just figured out how
we're taking over this prison.

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

The Bellaxion isn't
just a fighting tournament.

On the other side of it
lies a chance at redemption

and freedom.

Rules are simple.

Win, and you keep fighting.
Lose, and you're out of the tournament.

What a load of shit.

I don't know.
I think it actually sounds kind of cool.

Yeah, that's because you don't
have to go into this circus.

And what makes you think
you'll get picked?

With my history of prison fights?
Oh, please.

Von Okane.

Serving four consecutive life sentences
for torture, mutilation and murder.

Hmm.

Well, welcome
to the Bellaxion.

Though only the winner
of the tournament

will fight the Qreshi champion
for a chance at freedom,

those who fight
with distinction

may be selected to join
Land Robbel's honor guard.

Upon entering the ring,
all neck chips will be disabled.

But rest assured,
our guns will be live.

- Here we go.
- D'avin Jaqobis...

Sky Born Second Shield,
decorated marksman,

experienced prison fighter.

- Pass.
- What?

I mean, what?

Good. Now that everyone's
so focused on this tournament,

it's the perfect time for us
to make our move.

- Do we even have a plan?
- Not yet.

But we know someone
who owes us a favor.

Congratulations, you've just come up
with the dumbest idea I've ever heard.

You owe us, Sparlow.

This isn't a favor.
It's a suicide mission

for me.

I'm in the middle of a prison
beef with my old pal Coren Jeers.

I lend you my people,
I'm as good as dead.

We can protect you from Coren.

Not a chance.

The deck's already stacked
against you, Killjoys.

- That's not how we see it.
- Then you're seeing it wrong.

Even if you can handle Coren,
what about the neck chips?

The warden senses
even a sniff of trouble,

you're on the ground
convulsing in your own piss.

- So we take the chips out.
- Brilliant.

Well, why didn't anyone else
think of that? Oh, right.

They did, and their heads blew clean
off their shoulders when they tried.

And they still got
4,000 bloodthirsty criminals

chomping at the bit
to tear your heads off.

When we take control
of the ship,

we'll deposit the rest
of the prisoners on Arkyn.

Arkyn?

You mean the empty,
desolate moon Arkyn?

I take it all back.
That's the dumbest idea I've ever heard.

Look, we're not doing this
for ourselves.

We're doing this
for Westerley.

It's our home,
and it's in trouble, Sparlow.

Westerley's always in trouble.

Prima Dezz. Pree.

He was a bartender
until you made him a Killjoy,

giving him access
to the Company's database,

which he used to destroy
your Black Root fleet.

You think I made a mistake?

Is that a statement or a question
you already know the answer to?

Concern yourself less with that and
more with this Pree we're looking for.

And so you know,

just because I removed your cuff
doesn't mean the leash is gone.

Noted.

You've ramped up your efforts
rather impressively.

This air quality
isn't good for your workers.

I won't need them much longer.

- Why would you care?
- Why do you need me to find Pree?

You could put out a warrant and
have him on the armada by day's end.

And alert
the entire rebellion,

so they can scurry
underground? No.

I have the advantage of
surprise, and I will keep it.

Now, do you know where
this Pree is or not?

If he's awake, he'll be here.

The place he loved
in his old life.

Shall we?

Sparlow's right.
We're deeper in this shit than we thought.

Well, at least we're
used to that part.

So this is where they're setting
up the preliminary rounds, huh?

Hey, Nuce, what kind of
signals you picking up in this room?

I am detecting
a single-frequency spot jammer

- in your general vicinity.
- That's it.

Warden said the chips would be
disabled during the fight.

- That jammer's how they're doing it.
- So?

So, if we can get one of us into the
fight, we can rip the chip out,

and then I can use it to
control every prisoner in here.

How can we do that
with one chip?

If I can upload the chip
to the mainframe,

then I can bypass
the encryption keys,

and I can use it to disable all the
security defenses of every chip.

Okay, well, how do we
get into the fight?

Fighter selection
is already over.

Well, you guys
better figure it out

before I get to Rennika's
office to hack the mainframe.

And then we get word back
to Zeph about our plan.

How are you gonna get
into Rennika's office?

Simple.

She's gonna bring me.

Only three keys,

and here I thought it was
gonna be hard to figure out.

Come on.

All right, Nucy.

How's that little virus
you've been working on for me?

Is this for illegal
or unauthorized purposes?

Absolutely not.

- Then the virus is ready.
- For illegal and unauthorized purposes.

Chute number one and two are clear.
Checking Chute three now.

Faster, faster.
Let's go on.

Why are you here?
Your shift is over.

Already?

Wow! Huh. What can I say?

I'm married to the work.

Well done.

It's not gonna be easy
getting into the fights.

They're a big deal
for the prisoners.

The further you get,
the harder they fight,

the more respect they earn.

Then we need
to figure out something fast.

Prisoner 8-9-4-3-6,
come with me.

I knew they'd put me
in the fights.

You're not in the fights.

- Oh, come on.
- Well, what's this about?

I don't ask questions,
and neither should you.

Let's go, now!

Shit.

Screw it. Hey!

Lucky for you a punching bag
doesn't punch back.

Okay.

All right, come on.

Stand down.

You miss solitary that much, Yardeen?
We can help you with that.

Stop.

Solitary can wait.

I want to see her fight.

- This is my ship, remember?
- And this is my tournament...

For which we pay you
good money to host, remember?

Oh, she fights.

Hmm.

Ma'am.

I've been waiting a long time
for someone like you.

Someone big,
good stock, strong.

I may be a prisoner,

but that does not mean
that I'm into weird sex stuff

or normal sex stuff.
I have rights.

Oh, Trees, no.

I don't need you
for any sex stuff.

Okay, because I
wasn't going to do...

I just need you
to kill my brother.

Things on Qresh have gotten
complicated since we lost Westerley.

Power struggles
are worse than ever,

to say nothing
of the food shortages.

So you're the reason the
prison slop is literally slop?

At least you have food.

If it was up to Sylas,
you'd all starve.

One of the many things
we disagree on...

And one of the reasons
he wants to kill me.

Look, I'm sorry that you and
your brother aren't besties,

- but I am not a murderer.
- I'm not asking you to be a murderer.

I'm asking you
to save my life.

He's still not here.

No, but he will come back,
even if he doesn't know why.

You see, emotions are the
baseline of human experience.

At the most basic level,
they're a series of chemical interactions.

The way your brain reacts
to certain stimuli,

both internal and external.

At the highest level,

they represent the immeasurability
of the human experience.

Drink this up.

- You're smiling.
- What is that? What have you done?

The Nupa root, it's a common
treat for Westerley children.

The body you're in remembers something
that you've never experienced.

What?

The comforts of home,

a parent's embrace,

the most powerful
emotion of all,

love.

Understand that,
you'll understand us.

The chip usually sits
around the carotid artery,

so be careful taking it out
or gusher city, all right?

- There's yours.
- Here, show me where.

It's there.

Just got to take the chip out of
the guy before the end of the fight.

Are you gonna say something
or should I?

- About what?
- Ever since we got away from The Lady,

things have been weird.

Things are usually weird with us.
It's our brand.

I'm kind of used to it.

So you're gonna keep
avoiding me, then?

- I'm not avoiding you.
- Bullshit.

D'av told me...

What you're going through.

- Yeah, well, he shouldn't have.
- No, he shouldn't have, Johnny.

It should have been you.

What happened to us on Westerley
was weird for all of us.

But whatever it was,
it wasn't real.

- I don't want to talk about this.
- We have to,

'cause I need your head
in the game.

Whoa! When have I ever
not had your back?

- I never said that you didn't.
- Oh, really?

'Cause that's what
it sounds like to me.

Hey.

What's going on?

Just two friends talking.

Good luck in the fight.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Is it working?

- What do you see?
- Nothing.

Okay.

Give me your hands, quitter.

Now close your eyes.

And breathe.

What? What? Did you see it?

It's my dad. He's in trouble.

We have to go back to the Quad
to save him.

- Whoa. After we find the cube.
- No, now.

- You'll be walking into a trap.
- You don't know that.

Using your enemy's loved ones
against them,

I invented that move.
It's Bad Bitch 101.

- But they're in trouble.
- We all are, Jaq.

We don't all get to do the things
we want and have the life we wanted

in the middle
of a godsdamn apocalypse.

Now, you were born to do a
job, and you will do it

because I have not gone through all of
this shit protecting you for nothing.

I wish you were the one
we lost in the Green.

In the next fight
of the preliminary round,

we have Rankev
versus Yalena Yardeen.

- A surprise late addition.
- Better late than boring.

Let's fight.

Good luck to you both.

Sparlow can't protect
you in here, Killjoy.

My boy's gonna make you wish
you'd never been born.

He's gonna make you scream!

I really am.

Hey! No biting allowed!

That's a foul.

Foul! What is this?

Get that to John.

This is an outrage,
an absolute outrage.

This calls for a rematch.

- We demand a rematch!
- No rematch. No rematch.

Wussy!

Is this the part where you
tell me biting is frowned upon?

No, this is the part where I
ask what you were thinking.

If you thought Coren
Jeers hated you before...

Coren and I go way back.

No love lost, believe me.

I do.

This doesn't sound like a "You're
out of my fights" kind of lecture.

This shitshow
isn't my anything.

Not a fan
of human cockfighting?

You mean rich Qreshi assholes
coming in here

and telling me
how to run my ship?

No. No, I'm not a fan.

Yet you still
take their money.

Well, prisons don't run
on love alone.

You know, you could be the first
person since the Bellaxion started

that could beat
the Qreshi champion.

Wait, you want me
to keep fighting?

Qreshis hate
being embarrassed.

That's why they make prisoners
run a gauntlet of violence

before facing a killer
who hasn't broken a sweat.

Now, that's hardly fair.

But from what I hear,
you can fight, Yardeen.

And if you beat their champ,

maybe they'll think twice before
pissing in my pool anymore.

What's in it for me?

A friend in me
for as long as you're in here.

- Not good enough.
- I'm not surprised.

I want Johnny Jaqobis
to go free.

Well, that's a big ask.

Not really.

Look, you only need
one of us on this ship.

Send Johnny away,
and you're still running a surplus.

All right.

You have a deal.

But try anything stupid,
and you'll have an enemy.

Don't forget that.

My patience
is wearing thin, Khlyen.

Wait here.

I'm looking for someone.

Can you get your daughter
to stop staring at me?

The kid freaks me out,
but no offense.

Yes, I'll talk to her.

I'm looking for Pree.

I haven't seen him in days.

You might want to talk
to Tiny over here.

He and Pree are,
like, best friends.

Pree is in trouble.
Leave, now.

- We can do this the hard way or the...
- Easy. Easy way. Always easy.

Good. Good, good.

Warden.

What brings you
to the land of the laundry?

Starch your shirt,
steam your collar?

Or is it the other way around?

We seem to have
encountered a virus

that's causing the food dispensers
to serve larger portions.

Oh, no, more slop!
That is a problem.

So far, it's just harmless
but annoying.

And if we run out of food...

"Harmless" and "annoying,"
and you thought of me?

- Should I be flattered?
- It depends on if you can fix it or not.

Based on your profile,
you seem to be a bit of a computer whiz.

You've been creeping my profile?
I should be flattered.

You know what? You should save
your smartass banter

for somebody that might
actually appreciate it.

Now, I'll ask you again.
Can you fix it or not?

You'll have to get me
into the top-level BIOS,

but once I'm in...

You can leave it with me.

Hmm.

I think I have a better idea.

You could let me do it.

Or you could just explain it
in a way that makes sense.

What part of "quantifying the platform
by inputting the Puckrin DDX Capacitor"

- don't you understand?
- Literally all of it.

Okay, fine.
Then we'll just wait for the warden,

and you can explain to her why one
of her prisoners knows her system

better than one of her
high-paid techs.

She seems like
the understanding type.

Just make it fast, okay?

Yeah, yeah, just give me a
little room to work my magic.

Oh, shitsticks.

- That's my bad.
- Idiot.

Yeah, but why
are you trying

to get John off the ship
in the first place?

Because it's the easiest
way for him to get to Zeph

and tell her our plan.

If he gets what he wants
in the process, so be it.

- What do you think John wants?
- Space.

- Are you sure that isn't what you want?
- I don't know what I want.

I don't even know what to
say to him anymore, D'av.

- Warden, is everything okay?
- No.

According to med bay,

the guy your friend Yardeen
put in the infirmary

didn't just lose
three pints of blood.

Ouch!

- She's a hellcat, that one.
- He also lost his ID chip.

- Mmm. That's weird.
- Maybe.

Or maybe that was
the whole point of the fight.

I'm not following.

Well, hopefully you can follow this.
Enjoy solitary.

You'll be there a while.

Guys, easy
with the merchandise.

Shit.

Double shit.

Are you okay?
What hurts?

Whatever you're touching.

- Do you really think you can keep going?
- I've been worse.

Actually, I don't think
you have.

There's a first time
for everything.

Stop.

- After I've had a lie-down.
- Now.

I warned you, Yardeen, and you
still found a way to screw with me.

She has won every fight you put her in.
How is that screwing with you?

Because she obviously thought
it would keep me too busy

to notice the chip
that she stole

or your hacker boy worming
his way into my office.

I don't know what
the three of you are up to,

and I don't care,
because John Jaqobis is in solitary,

you're out of the fights,
and the deal is off.

And as soon as this
Bellaxion bullshit is over,

I'm sending this one off
with the Qreshis.

And you...

I'm sending you to the deepest,
darkest slaver pit I can find.

Come on, come on, come on.

- For once, it's good to see you, Killjoy.
- We need to talk.

Nah, you need to save your energy
for that Qreshi at the end.

- I'm rooting for you.
- We all are.

We need to get Johnny
out of solitary.

You still owe us a favor.
We're calling it in.

What's the rush?

Johnny forgot his night-light.
What's the difference?

Sounds like they're up
to something.

Yeah, heard about that little
handoff in your first fight.

You want my help?
Start talking.

We have a way of taking
over this whole ship.

Lock down the guards, knock out the
cons, but we need Johnny.

How the hell you gonna
knock out everyone?

That little handoff
got us a chip.

Johnny's got it to turn out
everyone's lights.

If you help us,
yours stays on.

Everybody's lights?

Yep.

All right.

The last fight,
when everyone's watching

you and the Qreshi,
that's when I'll bust him out.

I'm not in the fights.

- That's gonna be a problem.
- Why?

Because prisoners love
an underdog,

which is how you've earned
such a big following.

Quit now,
they gut you like a pig,

and I can't be seen
backing a quitter.

There's no way Rennika's gonna
put me back in the fight.

Not unless someone makes her.

You don't know how much
this means to me.

Yeah, well, just make sure

that the warden puts my friend
in the final fight...

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll be waiting
on my ship to leave

as soon as you're done
what you have to do.

You're going to need this.

Honestly, I'm more of a shooty-stabby
kind of guy, but thanks.

When it goes off,
you will demand to see me.

A guard will take you to my
quarters, but I won't be here.

Sylas will, alone.

You've thought
of everything, huh?

Unfortunately, my brother
hasn't left me much choice.

I'm going to ask you one last
time, Carl, where is Prima Dezz?

Did he steal your tablet, too?
Because I'm pretty sure he stole mine.

Killjoys. Huh!

They don't take bribes or
sides, but, you know, tablets?

Fair game, apparently.

Is she even old enough
to be in here?

You need to stop lying
to us, Carl.

- I'm not, really. I'm not.
- Then why are you so fidgety?

All right. All right.

It's the Nupa root. I knew
I shouldn't have had it.

It never sat well with me,
but I thought maybe this time...

Nope. Nope.

I honestly don't know how much
longer I can keep the portal shut,

'cause...

Nice to meet you.

Oh, God.

You were right.

Humans always do
come back to love.

At least you didn't lie
about that.

- I'm afraid I don't understand.
- No. You're afraid that I do.

That's why you're stalling,
isn't it, for Yala?

Because you love her,
because you think you can protect her.

You can't.

Now, either find Pree

or find someone who will burn
down the galaxy for him.

Use him or so help me,
she will burn with the rest of them.

Don't start.

- I just wanted to say...
- Look, you're starting.

That you're doing a good job.

You think so?

I've been a bit too murder-y
around him.

And I don't think
he's ever had a vegetable.

He's still alive.
He's not broken.

But you're bruising him.
He's not cold like you are.

Well, maybe he needs to be
to survive all this.

He doesn't need to be like you to
survive, but he does need you.

Why are you pushing him away?

This hasn't exactly been
my banner year, Killjoy.

My life on Qresh,
my immortality,

Aneela...

All...

There's a saying
in First Tongue...

"Never claim
what you might lose."

Yeah, well,
my people have a saying, too.

"Emotional cowards
are shitheads

"who end up alone
and deserve it."

My, you come
from a colorful tribe.

Jaq has been trying
to tell you something all day.

You need to listen. It's important.
You need to wake up.

Wake up!

Jaq?

No, no, no, no.

Jaq.

Jaq!

Okay. Okay.

Okay, so, if the warden finds Nucy
in the office, you just say...

You can just tell her...

This is a lot easier when you
have a computer to talk to.

Hey, Mannion.
Take a walk.

- What is this?
- It's your lucky day, Killjoy.

Let's go.

Where's Dutch?

If she's doing
what we planned,

she's getting ready
for the fight of her life.

You don't have to do this.

Do what, kill the Qreshi?

I'm not gonna do anything.

We'll have this whole place on
lockdown before it gets even close,

or dead.

Whatever comes first.

I'm sorry I got us
into all of this.

- Hey, it's just one more fight.
- It's not just the fight.

It's you having to make a deal
with the Qreshis,

me having to do
whatever the warden says.

It's all the Corens
and the Sparlows...

Hey, hey.
Save it for the ring.

I have spent my whole life
being manipulated by Khlyen,

doing whatever he wanted.

And just when I think
I find a way out,

a monster comes along
and puts me in a cage.

- It never ends.
- It will.

And then what?

Hmm?

She's ruined the one thing

that keeps me
getting back up again,

that keeps me grounded,

my gravity.

She took my Johnny away,
and I don't know how to get him back.

That...

That is what you need
to tell John, okay?

But first,

you need to kick
some giant Qreshi ass.

Okay?

Okay.

- Are you good?
- Yeah.

I just got to keep fighting
until we get Sparlow's sign.

No.

Everyone will know if you're
fighting just not to lose.

You remember what Sparlow said?
You have to fight to win.

Look around.

You beat this guy, we won't just
have a bunch of pissed-off prisoners.

We'll have an army.

Please still be here.
Yes!

First I'll deal
with the chips,

and then I'll open the armory
for your people,

- but they better be ready.
- They're ready.

These are the IDs
you have to disable.

You sure got a lot of backup.

In this place, you can never
have too many friends.

Disabling these
will take too much time.

There's too many protocols
to override.

Well, the plan falls apart
if you don't.

Ah, shit. Okay...

Uh, I'll just erase them
from the system.

Good.

Fighters,
take positions.

Hey.

Okay.

Shit. That's not the plan.
Nuce, restore all disabled IDs.

No, no, no, no, no.

Breach! Disable all prisoners!

I got her, boss.

Hold your fire!

Leave her.

Where can she go?
This ship is mine.

- What was that, Coren?
- Sorry, Sparlow.

This ship is ours.

You lying piece of rat shit.

Hey, no need to get hurtful, Killjoy.
Just a matter of numbers.

Me and Coren's
versus you and...

- Hmm.
- You.

You mean all the prisoners
who were just cheering for me.

For the record,
I am not with them.

I am an Qreshi. How dare you?

Shut him up.

And now,

we can really
settle the score.

The world
is a very dangerous place.

There are enemies everywhere,
always ready to do us harm.

What is the thing
that keeps us safe?

It's not the law,
nor is it strength.

It's what we can do
for each other.

Whether it's the people we love
or the ones we meet along the way,

this is all we have.

This is what makes us human.

Don't you agree?

I don't really know
what you mean or who you are.

I'm the only person that
can save the one you love.

Gared, it's time to wake up.

Hey.

I'm getting pretty good
at this tracking business.

You asked me in the forest
what we are now without Aneela.

I didn't plan for you, Jaq.

I wasn't the type to want you.

I was full.

I was fine.

And now you're here,
and I'm still fine.

But I won't be...

If anything ever
happens to you...

Because you are my son.

And I am your mother.

And losing Aneela
doesn't change any of that.

Queens don't cry, remember?

This one does now.

She's a teeny bit broken.

But...

If saving your dad
is what you need to do...

It's up to you.

What are you looking at?

The cube.

Are you being funny?
If so, you're very bad at it.

Give me
your hands, quitter.

Close your eyes and breathe.

Now open them.

How did I not see that?

I think you can only see it
when you're ready to.

This is why we needed
Dutch's DNA.

What's wrong?

Promise you'll find my dad.

Kendry.

How did...

Hi.

Hi.