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- Nice dogs.

- Hmm, taste good too.

Hey, you're in luck.

I just made some fresh bread.

I've got gravy too.

- Captain.

Captain.

Where are they? - Get back.

Get back.

Take cover, take cover. - Hiya, hiya.

Hiya, hiya.

- Where are you?

Face me.

Face me.

- You know what?

You're empty.

You know, you're real lucky.

Those Skins would've carved you alive.

Ha, Red Star.

Lady, you're worth a lot of credits.

How you doing, guys?

It's your lucky day, come on.

Let's get you to town.

He's gone!

Nemar,

where are you?

Nemar,

where are you?

- Come on, get out.

Out.

- Where are you going? - Try to surround me, did ya?

No.

They're all dead, they're all dead.

About six months now.

Yeah, yeah, that'll work.

- How you doing?

I'm bringing in a Red Star.

- Entry papers.

- I've been through here before.

- Yeah, I know.

Harry M. Stark, we've heard all about you.

Papers.

- Stark, the Ranger? - Ex-Ranger.

Now he's just an Outland bounty hunting garbage collector.

If you catch my drift. - Oh yeah.

Catch this.

- Hold it.

Now, she belongs to me

'til I make my delivery and get my credits.

Anyone got a problem with that?

- Sergeant? - Hmm?

- Sir? - No problem.

- Clear this.

- Clear. - Get outta here.

- Thank you very much, sir.

No, no, no, it's mine.

Leave me alone.

No, it's mine, it's mine.

No, leave me alone.

Did you hear? Leave me alone, no.

No. - Get out.

Attention, Attention.

Jericho immigration will not open today.

Jericho immigration will not open.

Overland Transport, Neon City.

Leaving Jericho.

Making for Astro Station.

All transient passports

must be presented at Jericho Ranger Station.

Mutants report to Jericho quarantine immediately.

All mutants report directly to quarantine.

Brand identification is mandatory.

Brand IDs verified and renewed at the medical station.

Food distribution will remain open until 14:00 hours.

Jericho food distribution is limited to even numbers only.

Odd distribution on odd days.

Food allotments may not be exceeded.

Allotments may not be exceeded.

Medical supplies are unavailable until further notice.

All Skins are restricted to main floor services.

Attention, all transient passports

must be presented at Jericho Ranger Station.

Mutants report to Jericho quarantine immediately.

- I got 357 reloads, they're lead.

- Oh, dumdums.

You want split heads or mercuries?

- I'll split 'em myself.

Jericho housing levels two and five

will close to maintain anti-toxic integrity

for three hours daily between 09:00 and 12:00 hours.

This condition will continue until further notice.

This is Jericho, Jericho Station.

Check in please.

103, hold.

Gimme some more pressure, more.

- Can I get some attention please?

I've got a drop off.

- We're full up.

- Nah, you'll make room for this one.

- Bring 'em around in front. - Why?

We haven't been booking whores for years.

- I'm no whore. - Oh yeah?

- Hold on a second. - Too bad.

I'd pay for a slice.

- Look, just log her in, I'll be back for my credits.

- See you around, asshole.

- Enjoy the bath.

Attention, Red Star.

Restrain with extreme prejudice.

- It's looking good. - What's the matter,

lose your appetite? - Extreme prejudice.

- What's it this month? - Dog food again.

It's canned and some-

- Keep moving, keep moving. - Dog biscuits and jerky.

I'm sorry,

you've exceeded your allotment for the month, next.

- I can't wait.

Look, I've got money.

New credits. - Next.

But I...

- Oh please Mr. Gary, just one the more week.

Oh, I know.

I'll even throw in a midnight show for free.

All new material. - Dicky,

you know I think you're the best, I'd do anything for you.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, except give me another week.

- I can't even give you another day.

Too many people know what you've been selling

out of that little suitcase of yours, Dicky.

It's bad for my business.

- Somebody has to do it.

I help people.

They need me.

- Selling death ain't funny, Dicky.

Look, I wish you the best and I hope

the audition in Neon City pays off.

Hell, look at the bright side.

The air's gotta be better up there.

- Say, what's the weather forecast for tomorrow?

I know you're going to tell me.

- Cloudy with a slight chance of acid-

Acid rain.

Dicky, good luck, pal.

I'll need it.

Oh god.

You could try the black market for food.

Are you the black market?

- Not exactly.

Such a nasty cough.

Isn't that better?

- That's the last time, Tom.

- Nah.

Yeah, sure, 'til you need some more cash.

- Find yourself another source.

- Why would I do that?

Your stuff is the best.

- I'm through with this.

- Oh Christ, you got a booming business here.

You got people crawling in here

with all kinds of diseases, cancers.

Hell,

the world going to crap

is the best thing that ever happened to you.

- I'm quitting, Tom.

If you don't leave me alone, I'll turn you in if I have to.

- Maybe.

Maybe not.

Go on mutant, get outta here.

- You ever heard of a prosecutor named Jenkins?

- Who the hell hasn't?

He took both my sister's kids.

Of course now, it's Captain Jenkins.

- Captain of what? - Rangers.

He left Genetic Prosecutions about a year ago.

They made him head honcho over in Neon City.

- Hmm, Captain Jenkins. - What's he to you?

- He served papers on my family, I'm gonna kill him.

- Step away from the bar, tough guy.

I heard you were freelance in the Outlands.

- I was.

- I heard you even went back East.

I did.

- Did you bring me back anything?

- Have you been a good boy?

- Stark, you're an ungrateful son of a bitch.

But a sight for sad eyes all the same.

- It's good to see you. - Good to see you.

- Let me buy you a drink. - Absolutely.

It's been too long.

Tell me, you got nothing better

to do than to piss my people off?

- That's not hard to do.

- You noticed that.

Stark,

you got lucky at Annie's. - Sorry I missed you.

- You boys want to be sure to be out of here by dark.

Now go on, move out. - Whatever you say, Captain.

We'll see you in the Outlands, Stark.

- That Red Star you brought in, that's a nice piece of work.

Torched her own home, murdered her own parents.

- No kidding? - Yeah.

But she's out of my jurisdiction.

- That's bullshit, her warrant's universal.

- Yeah, but the bookings out of the Northern Districts.

They gotta run her through the courts up there.

- That's not my problem.

- It is if you want your credits.

- What are you up to, Raymond?

- Harry. - Where's she gotta go?

- Neon City.

There's a transport leaving for Neon this morning.

I've got an escort waiting for it at Astro Station

but I got nobody to ride shotgun until it gets there.

The job's yours, Harry, if you want it.

- I'll make my own delivery.

- Okay Harry, I've got this VIP passenger on board.

She's the daughter of this rich prick in Neon City.

Hell, I'd take her myself but I can't leave.

You've seen the kind of help I've got here.

- You'll think of something, Raymond, you're the law.

- You were a good Ranger.

I'm asking for some help. - Don't.

- Harry, if we're ever gonna get things turning,

respect for the law comes first.

We can't just- - No, Raymond.

Life and liberty come first.

That's what your laws are supposed to guarantee.

- I did everything I could, Harry.

- You did jack shit.

The whole department sat around

with its thumb up its ass while Jenkins

was given a free hand to walk all over my life.

- It had to be done.

- Don't say that.

- It's the law, Harry.

- He was my son. - He was mutant.

- Fuck you and the law.

- Let's go, let's go.

There's a line up there,

one line's not gonna be enough for that.

How you doing? - All right.

I haven't seen you on a Neon run in a long time, Bulk.

- Yeah, well I kinda lost my seniority

when I took a little vacation.

These windows up or down?

- Down man, the fumes will kill you.

- Dicky Devine?

- Yeah, we're finally getting rid of him.

- He tries his act on my coach,

I'll leave his ass in the Xander.

- Now you better load yourself up.

The Skins are making some hits lately.

Mostly East but you don't wanna take any chances.

- This all the ammo? - That's the best I can do.

- Might as well leave the guns.

What's the weather report?

- A couple of Xander Clouds and one of our people

in Astro claims he saw a Bright but no confirmation.

- Spend the night in Astro? - Mm hmm.

- That's good because my sister's there

and I haven't seen her in five years.

- Yeah, just set it down right here.

Yeah, they're blasting some new wells in Neon.

You're gonna be carrying some pretty heavy shit.

Perfectly safe but it takes a lot of heat for it to go.

Bonus, 100 new credits.

- That I like.

- Yes sir. - Sign it.

- Gladly.

- Why can't I go on the transport?

Why do I have to ride with him?

- You got lucky.

- So it looks like we're stuck with each other, huh?

- And don't bring her back.

- Yes sir, I'll check. - Killed your mom and dad, eh?

Nice move. - They're not here.

The files aren't here.

- All right, let's go man.

We got hot stuff, we gotta pack it in there nice and tight.

We don't want anything moving around, let's go, move it.

All right men, tie it down and let's go.

We gotta get outta here now!

- Careful with those, they're very expensive.

They need to be loaded in the front.

You got it, lady.

- Excuse me.

This is the Neon transport?

- Yeah, it's even nicer on the inside.

- Please be careful, especially with that one.

- You want me to load that bag for you?

- If you don't mind, I'd like to hold onto it.

- Well, suit yourself.

- Diesel-powered?

- It's turbojet-assisted, baby's got a lot of torque.

- Bulk.

You been dieting?

It looks like you're down to medium-gross.

You know, I'm really gonna enjoy riding shotgun with you.

- Oh sorry Dicky,

he's the guy that twisted my arm behind my back.

So he's gonna ride up front with me on this trip.

Oh, but why don't you get yourself a nice seat in the back?

All right, load 'em up!

- I just got a call.

Got a doctor on the way out and another woman.

- Well, we can always use a doctor.

The woman got a name?

- Oh yeah, Sandy from The Lone Star.

I heard she could show you

a real good time if you can afford her.

- Excuse me.

I've got a town to get out of.

Oh my god, Bulk.

Look at you.

I thought you were in-

- Sandy, it's great to see you.

You look good.

Here, let me help you with this.

- Thanks.

Thank you, sir.

No, no, no, no, no.

Tie it up on the other side and tie it down good.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Harry.

- When did you get out?

- A month ago.

- You two gonna have a problem?

- Not me, Captain.

What's five years between old buddies?

He was just doing his job, weren't you, Harry?

- I need it loaded in. - Hey, come on.

- Who's your old buddy? - We used to be friends.

- Yeah, what'd he do?

- Five years for beating a man to death in a street brawl.

- And you busted him? - That's right.

- Your old buddy? - Yeah.

- Nice move, asshole.

- Who the hell do you think-

Raymond.

- All right everyone, calm down, calm down.

Just some Skins raising hell.

- You did that, didn't you, huh?

Son of a bitch.

- Nice job. - Thanks, Captain.

- Get him in the transport.

Cuff that one to him.

Move that.

- Good.

He keeps working the Outlands much longer,

he'd be dead or no better than a Skin.

He know you're here?

He looks different.

Worse than I remember.

- He is.

- Don't do this, Raymond.

It isn't fair.

I got a whole new life waiting for me in Neon.

- I need the extra firepower on board.

I'm sorry Sandy, it's the luck of the draw.

- Yeah, well it stinks.

- Keep an eye on him.

- Do I have a choice? - Nope.

- Hey Neon, wait.

Almost didn't make it, Doc.

- Tom, call me Dr. Tom.

Oh, no, no, no, no, I'll be fine right here.

- Hello. - Hi.

- Ugh.

- Excuse me, I didn't see anybody there.

What's your problem, lady?

- You're handcuffed to him.

- Step inside, Mr. Wing.

All right folks, can I have your attention please?

We just made contact with Satellite Monica 3

a few minutes ago and it seems they picked up

a large group of Skins coming down from the North.

Now there's an armed escort meeting you at Astro Station

and with Bulk here and Stark on board,

you're more than well-equipped to handle

any problems you might encounter along the way.

But if any of you should decide to stay behind now, I should

warn you, this could be the last transport for some time.

- Well how many Skins? - What do you mean by

the last transport, I don't really understand this?

- Hold on a minute, we're going through no matter what.

Anybody wants to stay,

the company would be glad to give you a refund.

- I'll stay. - Like hell.

- Well,

maybe I should,

I've gotta make my audition.

- Surely the government can guarantee

the safety of the highways, Captain.

- Where you been, lady?

- Actually, I've been in Switzerland for the past few years.

It can't be that bad.

- Sandy?

- There's someone waiting for me in Neon.

- Duty calls I'm afraid, they need me in Neon City.

- I'll go.

- Well then, I guess that's about it.

- Captain, my father is holding you

personally responsible for my safety.

- Yes ma'am, Miss Talaman, I know.

Well then I guess that's it.

I'm sure you folks will have a nice, safe journey.

Bye.

- Oh, say Dr. Tom,

I don't recall seeing you around Jericho before.

- Oh, I'm just passing through.

- Oh, where from?

- Well, back East.

Well I mean, as far back East as you can live anymore.

I mean, there's not really much I could do there.

The Water's bad, air is bad, Xander Clouds all the time.

I figured out West can't be any worse.

- Well, I'm sure they'll need doctors in Neon City.

Especially after I get there.

After all, I always leave everyone in stitches.

In stitches, get it?

Something tells me you folks are gonna be a tough house

and this is really gonna be a really long trip.

- All right folks, my name is Bulk.

I'm here to welcome you

to Overland's Transport Neon City Run.

How y'all doing back there?

The toilet's in the middle of the coach.

Don't drink the water.

Drinking the water is okay from either tank at the rear.

Don't drink the water if the filter's below the red line.

You all know what'll happen.

We don't want anybody getting the runs.

We'll travel for about four hours.

We'll be at the Astro Station by five

and that's where we'll spend the night.

If you need help, just give me a holler.

Enjoy your trip.

- Oh.

- Oh my,

a book.

- I've been saving this one for years.

It's the only one of hers I've never read.

- So you say you have a job in Neon City, Mr. Devine?

- Yes.

Well, practically.

I've played nearly everywhere in the States.

Well, everywhere you can I mean.

Well, you know what they say.

As long as we can keep our sense of humor.

- Things can get worse than they are now.

- There's your joke.

- Things could be a lot worse.

- Yeah, you could be chained to this.

- Give me your arm.

Get me a drink of water. - Up yours.

- Here.

It's safe.

- Yeah, right.

- Afraid you might catch something?

- Not this time.

- Now I know, I've met you someplace before, haven't I?

I'm Dicky Devine.

- Sandy.

Sandy Randall.

No, doesn't ring a bell.

What do you do? - I'm getting married.

- Oh, really?

Well, congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Say, I've got some great marriage gags.

Anybody here got a great marriage?

Well, I guess it's about time for me to hit the head.

You know folks, I've got the strange feeling

that this act is about to go into the toilet.

- Come on, you never heard of me?

The Killer Tomato, my famous squeeze of death?

My parents taught music lessons back in Indiana.

Blew the whole area years ago.

It's just me and my sister now.

Her name's Beth.

Not bad, huh?

- Lovely.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, that's enough.

- Of course, Beth likes men

who hold up their end of the conversation.

- Mm.

Salute.

- The doctor did it. - Huh?

- Her book, the doctor did it.

- That was a childish thing to do.

Just pretend you didn't hear it.

- At least it proves the poor thing can read.

- Back down.

Pull another stunt like that, you can ride in the trailer.

- Fine with me.

- Pardon me, but does anybody feel anything unusual?

It's a Xander.

All right folks,

we're about to enter a Xander Cloud.

Now let's not panic, you've all been through it before.

Rebreathers are under your seat.

- I've never been in a Xander Cloud.

- You're gonna be okay.

Just breathe, breathe.

- Oh my god.

Oh my god. - Don't worry, if we stop,

take a few deep breaths, get it over real fast.

- Hold this.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Thanks, Harry.

- Thank God.

Why aren't we turning back?

Why doesn't the driver stop?

- All right, take it easy, you're all right.

It's over, it's all over.

- All right folks, rest stop coming up.

A chance to stretch your legs and maybe some fresh water.

Damn water's gone bad.

- Yeah, I got a feeling about this place.

- I got you covered, Harry.

- Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

Bye-bye bag.

Bye-bye bag.

- I know, come on.

Come on.

Bulk, I need Devine and tell him to bring his case.

Dicky, Stark wants you, bring your bag.

Come on Devine, let's go.

- I need a bye bag.

- Oh, sometimes people don't understand.

- Yeah, right.

Here.

There you go.

I'm sorry.

We just can't leave them, perhaps I could-

- What was in that bag you gave them?

- Poison, that's why they called them bye-bye bags.

Mister law and order over here

just killed himself a family of three.

He kills people and you're what, just a salesman, right?

You make money by selling that stuff?

And you all call me a murderer, right.

- There's only one thing that can burn a body like that.

They got caught outside in a Bright.

- A Bright?

- Yeah.

Nobody knows exactly what it is.

It's kinda like a rainbow.

- Think of a giant magnifying glass in the sky

made out of tiny particles of water and pollutants.

When it diffracts and magnifies sunlight,

it creates a hot spot, a Bright.

Hard to tell where or when it's going to happen

and how intense it's going to be.

- Hey driver, you happen to leave your old buddy back there?

- Out of sight, not out of mind.

- Your friend's got a sense of humor.

- Yeah, she's a lot of laughs.

She torched her parents.

- Nobody's perfect.

- You're a sick man, Bulk.

- Ain't we all?

- May I help you?

- Thank you.

- Just like that.

It's clean.

Thank you.

- I've been meaning to ask you,

how come you know so little about living here?

- I guess because I've lived in a cave for most of my life.

- A cave?

- Yes, in a cave in Switzerland.

My daddy sent me away to school there

when I was a little girl but it wasn't very fun.

They built these emergency shelters deep in the mountains

a long time ago with enough room and provisions

for everyone in the country.

All the Swiss people live underground like gophers

waiting for the world to get better.

They have a lot of solar power but they almost

never see the sun and they eat a lot of chocolate,

so they're big and they're fat and they're pasty white.

Are you all right?

- I'm not what you think, I'm not a bad person.

I perform a necessary function with my sales.

I mean somebody has to do it, don't you see?

I mean, think of all the suffering there'd be without them.

- Excuse me.

- It's a shame the bastards let it happen.

- Hard to place the blame.

Everyone was pouring filth into the sky.

The ozone was dying for 100 years.

- And it would've lasted another hundred

if Xander hadn't finished it off.

- What did Xander do? - His laser experiments

blew a hole in the ozone layer

and it just kept getting bigger and bigger.

Astro Station.

- Be good to have a hot meal. - And a fresh audience.

- What do you think?

- Where is everybody?

What's going on?

Where's our escort?

- Do you know how to use this?

- No, no, no, no guns please.

- Here.

- Point and shoot, right?

- Right.

- Hey, you're not gonna leave me like this, are you?

Where am I gonna go?

- I'm trusting you.

Bulk.

Everybody stay with the coach.

What was that, what are they doing?

Nothing, drunk.

Let's go. - Not through with her yet.

Come on, bitch.

Move, do something.

Yeah, yeah, that's good.

- Beth.

Oh god.

Beth.

- Hey.

- You're okay, you're okay.

- I'm outta here.

- Reno.

Reno!

Reno!

- Hang on, hang on.

- They killed everyone. - Shh.

I couldn't help.

- This is what I get for trusting you, huh?

You could get killed pulling a stunt like that.

- Just leave me alone.

- You wanna be alone, huh?

You know how long you'd last out here alone?

The Skins own the Outland.

They want everything that passes through it.

Your only chance is if we stick together.

- I don't need anybody.

- Fine.

You wanna commit suicide?

You wanna be on your own?

Be my guest.

- That one's mine.

So is the one by the transport.

- Ah,

Ah,

ah.

Oh, I would've been a great doctor.

Superior.

Well,

are you ready now for your

open heart surgery today, Mr. Smith?

Well, maybe

not heart surgery now.

How about a gallbladder?

I feel like a gallbladder.

Maybe...

- Here.

- Thank you.

- How's she doing?

- Oh, about the same.

Look what those animals did to her finger.

Bulk told me that she had

this beautiful ring that her mother gave her.

- She's so young.

So are you.

- What the hell kind of shit are you, anyway?

- Why, I'm a doctor.

I'm a doctor.

Then where the hell are they?

Last I heard,

they were still tearing up Astro Station.

You seen the Neon City transport?

Cedar said it got stuck in a Xander.

Check it out.

There'll be something worth salvaging.

Rendezvous at moonrise on the Jericho Road at 30 Mile Bend.

- We can't transmit to Jericho.

- And when their friends don't make the rendezvous?

- Mm hmm, but we've got some time.

Keep listening.

- No!

No!

No!

Oh god.

Why?

- I say enough talk.

We stay off the main road and push on for Neon City.

Let's vote. - What if you're wrong?

What if it's a trap and they're waiting for us?

We've gotta go back.

- My daddy can wait a little longer to see me, back.

- There's no going back.

I'm with Stark.

- I agree with Mr. Stark.

- You get a vote.

- What vote, jail or jail? - Or dead.

- Than I'd rather die trying, Neon City.

- Neon City.

- I'd say there's enough of your kind already in Neon.

- I'm getting married.

- Yeah, on your back in a cheap hotel.

- That was out of line, sir.

- You know, for an asshole, you're a real asshole.

- Bulk, I'll take the first leg, you get some rest.

- Wait a minute.

I don't think you realize how serious this is.

I mean, you all decided so quickly.

We have to go back to Jericho.

- Miss, what I would like to do

is stay here and crush any Skin I can get my hands on.

What we're gonna do is drive on to Neon City tonight.

- Did you have something going?

- We had a son.

He was born blind,

had a cleft palate, some other problems and the Authority

said he was mutant, so they took him away.

Harry thought I falsified

my medical papers to the Marriage Board.

- Did you?

- I'm not mutant

but they sterilized me just the same.

Is that all the food?

And there wasn't any fresh water.

- They must've hit the well.

Watch it.

- I'm sorry.

- Can't we stop this thing?

I need to use a ladies room

and not one that bounces every second.

We haven't eaten in hours.

- There's food in the back.

- I'm sick of canned hash and dried fruit.

I need a solid meal.

- I've got some breath mints.

- It's like offering me water when I need wine.

- So, try two breath mints.

That's a funny line, two breath mints.

You don't think it's funny?

You don't think anything's funny, do you?

What do you know about humor anyway?

Two breath mints is a funny line.

- You know, I used to be a big fan

of yours when you were singing.

- Yeah, well it's a long time ago.

- You had such a beautiful voice.

I used to come into your place two,

three times a week just to listen to you sing.

- I remember.

- So what's in Neon City?

- A very

nice man.

- You love him?

- He makes me feel good.

- Sandy,

Prosecutor Jenkins,

he's in Neon City.

He's Captain of the Rangers there.

- Harry will kill him.

- Looks like we're in business.

Come on in.

- Oh yeah, I've heard of this place.

Salmonella gave it five stars in the Tomaine Review.

- Terrific.

At least if we'd stayed on the main road,

we might've gotten decent food.

- Evening.

Sorry I wasn't here to greet you.

Welcome.

- He's one of them.

Let's go.

- We'd like a fill up and we'd like to order, please.

- Well, all we got left this late is the special.

It's real good. - Okay.

- Sorry I scared the little lady.

- You treated him like he was normal.

- Some of them are. - And some of us aren't.

He looks clean enough.

I wonder what the special is?

- I haven't eaten like this in six months.

Talk to her, Stark.

- Dicky says you and Stark were married.

- We were.

- So why did he call you-

- A whore?

I have a few friends.

They take care of me, I take care of them.

- I think I'd kill myself first.

- That's why I'm going to Neon City.

- If you folks are finished, I'd like to clean up.

Thank you, that was delicious.

Delicious, lovely meal.

- Delmer, I thought I'd drop back

and see if you got paid enough credits.

- Stark.

I'd like you to meet my wife, Arla.

- It's a pleasure.

- And my son,

Timmy.

- If you report us, they'll take him away.

He's completely normal, look at him.

- I'd be the last person to do that.

Come here.

Hi.

You're a lucky man, Delmer.

You look after your family.

- You ever find where they took your child?

- I found his grave.

Look at us, huh?

I hunt men for money and you,

you really getting married?

- Yeah.

- To a customer?

- What difference could it make to you?

You let them fix me like some dumb animal.

Sandy, it was the law.

- Dammit Harry, he was my son too.

- I've been blaming you for a lot of things over the years.

I was wrong, I'm sorry.

- Are you going after Jenkins?

- Yes.

- I got a whole new life, Harry.

Someone who really cares about me, now don't ruin it for me.

- He killed our son. - Forget about Jenkins.

- I can't do that.

- Then I can't forgive you.

- I read in the books they were cleaning it up.

It was getting better.

Hell, they even said you could

breathe clean air every couple of months.

- Who's really to blame?

Xander was working for NASA, it was their project.

Hey Neon, you didn't forget about us, did you?

I didn't know they were anywhere near.

Stark, we got company!

- Do we have to worry about them?

- No, I don't think so, we could probably outrun them.

Then again, get down.

Bulk.

Pass me back some ammunition.

They've got heavy caliber shit back there.

Here, don't give me any shit about guns.

Dicky.

Here and use it this time.

Oh god.

Bulk, get some speed out of this thing.

- We are on fire.

- Ah, shit.

Stark, the trailer, we're gonna lose it.

You got enough explosions back there

to blow us to Neon and back.

- Reno, back door, cover me.

- You've got the gun, you cover me.

- Come on, grab her legs.

- I can't get it. - Keep trying.

Sandy, hold this.

Harry.

I got it.

- Inside.

You okay? - Yeah.

- Damn.

- A Bright.

Folks, we got a Bright.

Each window has a shield curtain.

Pull 'em down, put 'em in place.

Stark, get up here, I need your help right now.

- Black out those windows.

- You'll have to handle the panel.

I'll tell you what switch to throw.

Number one.

The cooling system only lasts for a few minutes.

That red lever on the floor. - Uh-huh?

- Pull it.

Pull it!

- I am. - Harry, come on.

Put your goggles on now.

- No, no, no, no, no, keep the glasses on.

You'll go blind, keep 'em on.

- Grab the wheel.

You're gonna have to watch the temperature gauge.

The coach hits 130, switch two.

The cab hits 140, switch three.

Last ditch emergency, pull the red switch.

- What's that do?

- Pulls the water tank seals.

500 gallons on the coach, 200 on the cab.

That'll give us about five seconds to get the hell out.

If we're not out, that's it.

Here we go.

- We're above 140. - Switch three.

Hit it.

- Pull us over.

Keep an eye out, they could've had some friends.

Come on, everybody out.

Dicky's hurt.

- Oh doc.

- Anything I can do to help?

- Yeah, get me some water.

- Here. - Good, thanks.

- How bad is he?

- He's real bad.

I got some painkillers in there I'm gonna try to give him.

Look,

Why don't you go outside?

I'm gonna take care of him, okay?

There's nothing you can do really.

Here Dicky, try, try, Dicky, Dicky.

Come on, just a little.

Just a little, Dicky, just a little.

- The doc's working on him.

- How can we all live like this?

- If I were free like you people, I'd be gone.

- Hey, think up a funny one for this one.

What's a guy say when he's about to be murdered?

Sorry, Dicky.

That's not funny.

- Bye-bye, Dicky.

Bye-bye,

Dicky.

Bye-bye,

Dicky.

- Let's go.

- You'd think you get used to it but you don't.

- And each time,

you lose a little more of what it takes to be human.

- Yeah.

- What are they making there?

Nothing.

- But it's working.

- And it'll probably keep on working

for about four or 5,000 years.

Of course, nobody can go near it.

- Oh.

- Everybody, come on in.

- Harry?

- It's clean.

How wonderful.

Stark, Bulk says

he needs some help with the truck.

- This is the best I've felt in the longest time.

Then again, most of these experiences were simulated.

- I can imagine. - I know, right?

- Excuse me, is this a private party?

What do you want?

- Oh, that's original, what do I want?

How about what do you got?

- You stay away from me.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

- Well, maybe I need your advice.

You see, I have this problem.

Women say that I come on too strong for them.

Okay, no problem.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing. - Reno, are you all right?

I guess she's just not used to being turned down.

I mean no offense Reno, I'm just not interested.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

You know, I've spent all my life

dodging other people's lies.

You wanna know what really happened

with my parents, foster parents?

They had charge of about a dozen of us kids

and they used to rent us out for whatever they could get.

They'd sell us.

Well, one of the kids died

from a beating that they gave her.

So the rest of us just decided to split

and we threw a torch at the place before we left.

We didn't think that they'd burn in the fire.

Hell, we were just kids.

I was the oldest, I was 12.

Soon after that, the Rangers caught up with us.

Well, I told them it was all my fault

so that the other kids could get away

And that's how I got my Red Star.

- Things don't always turn out the way we expect them to.

- Hey Mr. Wing, over there to the right, what is that?

- Sirius, this one.

- Well, you sure know a lot about the stars.

You know, you're a lot older than I expected.

You've done something to your looks

and I'm pretty good with faces, Mr. Xander.

That face was plastered all over for a long time.

How does it feel to be responsible for all this?

- I was very young.

I thought I was going to end the whole war.

An intensifier that can adapt to a common laser.

You can't fight it.

- Yeah, well that's what they said

when they invented gunpowder and the atom bomb.

- But it can be used for peaceful purposes.

- Well that sure as hell

doesn't make much difference now, does it?

- I am certain it can be adjusted

to neutralize harmful radiation we have now.

- So what's stopping you?

- There is nowhere for me to work.

The labs I need are destroyed or worn out.

I keep looking but I'm always afraid they will find me.

Are you going to turn me in?

- Nah.

They'll just string you up.

What good would that do?

Maybe someday you'll be able to do it, huh?

What a night, huh?

- Look, a shooting star.

Yeah, make a wish.

Well?

- Well if I tell you, it probably won't come true.

- If you don't tell me, it definitely won't come true.

- I wish that you'd go away with me.

I heard of a settlement way up North in the Yukon.

We could start all over.

- I can't do that.

- What's so great about working the Outlands?

Are you in a hurry to die?

The Yukon's got clean air and farms

and people raising clean food.

- No chance, it's colder and it's deadlier than here.

- No, that's the thing, it's getting warmer.

- I've been hearing that for years.

- So what?

Maybe it is a lie but what have we got to lose, huh?

If it's true, just think about it.

Honestly it's more than worth the risk of finding out.

Stark.

- We could leave tonight.

- What, take the transport?

- No, of course not.

We could walk until we get

to another town and get a vehicle.

- You make it almost sound believable.

- Look, another shooting star.

I think it's a sign.

Stark.

- Shit.

- How pretty.

Fireworks.

- It's the Skins, we're gonna have to pack it up.

- What are we gonna do?

- Head to Neon City.

- Those guys are gonna celebrate most of the night

and drink well into the morning, that'll buy us some time.

What do you think?

- The truck's got the power.

We lighten the load, we can make it.

- Let's do it.

That's what it feels like.

That's the way it works.

- Remember, they'll be shooting back at you.

- Bulk, where's that laser light?

- Yeah, right here.

The power pack is about dead.

Uh-oh.

Stark, look ahead.

Shit, hold on.

- Here they come, Bulk.

- Come on, baby.

Come on baby, one more time, come on.

- Come on, do something.

Shoot dammit, shoot.

Sandy, load these, I'm going up.

- Oh.

Ah.

Son of a bitch.

- I'm out, ammo anybody?

- I'm out.

Bulk, get the hell outta here.

- No chance.

- Here.

Aim at the gas tanks, push the button.

It recycles every two seconds.

Go on.

- What the hell?

- You gotta be kidding.

It worked.

It actually worked.

- Way to go, guys.

Come on baby, give me some power, come on.

Come on, one more time, take me home, come on.

- It worked, you did it. - It worked.

- I can't believe it. - You saved us.

Damn.

- Thanks.

- Sandy.

- Doc.

- You've done real good, big guy.

You've done real good.

- We're only a couple hours away.

Leave you stuff, we'll have to send somebody forward.

How's she doing?

- I stopped the bleeding. - Can she walk?

- Yes, she can walk.

- You gonna be okay? - Yeah.

- Okay.

- Here please.

Thank you.

- How is she?

- I gave her a large dose of antibiotics

and something to kill the pain but

we better get going before it wears off.

- Mr. Wing, Mr. Xander, whatever the hell your name is,

you saved our butts today.

You can ride shotgun with me anytime.

- Thank you.

But now, we all know who I am.

- You're worth a lot of credits.

- I am.

- Do you think you can make it to the border on your own?

- With a little luck, I am sure.

- Get outta here.

- Like I said, anything you want.

Fresh food, a shower, clean sheets, I'm ready.

- You're clear, let's go.

Immigration's closed for the day, try tomorrow.

- Yeah, give 'em the papers.

Boarding procedures at 09:00.

Immigration level three.

Numbers will be nine.

- Stark? - 27.

- That's right. - And 30.

- Now this woman and my friend here

need some medical attention.

- Gearny to the gate?

You're to report to the Ranger Station immediately.

It's in the next building east.

- I'll do it as soon as they're looked after.

- Clear. - Clear, please.

Just put her down.

What happened?

She's been shot,

a Skin attack a couple hours ago.

- I love you.

- Sir, the orderly will be right back for you.

Go on.

- You tell Jenkins I'm here.

- Is Captain Jenkins expecting you?

- You might say that.

- I'm expected.

- Welcome to Neon City, Miss Talaman.

Your father has to be notified immediately

upon your arrival, he'll meet you on the upper level.

- Of course, these are my friends.

- Of course.

Come on.

Come on.

- You go on inside, I'll catch you later.

Captain Jenkins, please.

Upper levels will be open for supervised visitation

tomorrow between 09:00 and 11:00 hours.

Mainland transport direct to Mountain Birdie will

be available for pre-boarding inspection at 22:00 hours.

Two live ravens will be on display at the main level

Survival Fountain the 10th of this month.

These birds are on loan

from the Wardens of the Northern Federation.

- What do they do here?

Do?

Nothing I guess, they don't have to.

- Twinkle Toes.

Twink, come on up.

- Daddy.

Come and meet Daddy.

Hi Daddy, here I am.

Hi.

- Rangers, what'd you ever see in being a ranger?

- Well excuse me, Killer Tomato.

Look after him. - We will, sir.

Just sit over there.

Upper levels will be open

for supervised visitation tomorrow

between 09:00 and 11:00 hours.

Outer lock respirators will be available only-

- Daddy, it was just like you said.

At 09:00.

- Yeah. - Are you Stark?

- Yeah, I'm Stark. - Thank God you're alive.

Raymond called from Jericho.

You've got a killer on your transport.

He murdered a doctor, took his clothes, took his bags.

We don't have a proper ID but we're gotta get it.

- I'm sorry, we lost her.

- What? - Your friend is dead.

- Sorry, Harry.

- I can't be sure yet but it looks like

she's been given a massive overdose of some barbiturate.

Do you have any idea why that was done?

- Gimme the gun.

Gimme it. - All right, why?

- Because mine's empty.

Mainline transport direct

to Mountain Birdie will be available-

These birds are on loan from

the Wardens of the Northern Federation.

- Hold it there, Stark.

It's a lovely little throat.

- She's dead!

- I know.

Sorry about that.

I just wasn't sure about the dosage, you see?

But I'm a doctor, Stark.

I had to give the horse something.

- Oh, you a miserable son of a bitch.

- Sandy's dead? - Yeah.

Drop it, Stark.

- Jenkins. - Hello, Harry.

- Jenkins, what are you doing?

- Tell your men to back off.

Now.

- Okay boys,

back away.

Real easy.

You gonna kill me?

- Stark.

I'm sorry about Sandy.

- You know Jenkins,

for a man that's spent his whole life sneaking up

behind people, you've lived an awful long time.

- Raymond said you had a prisoner for me.

- Yeah, she died at Astro Station.

Will you tell Raymond for me?

Removal personnel to lower level,

removal personnel to lower level.

- Hey, you want a lift?

Climb in.

Hang on.