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It nets out at zero.

Ouch.

Tell me again why this is good for me.

A chain is only as strong as its weakest
link.

Who you calling a link, Anastasi?

Now this warship, her capabilities, it
makes us complacent.

We may have to engage the enemy using
nothing but our teeth and nails.

to shoot my enemy, preferably while
hiding behind a nice big rock.

Becca, I need... Excuse me, I didn't
know that you two were...

What were you?

Nothing.

Shut up.

Just a little hand to... Hand.

Andromeda, this is the data file from
Cascada.

The mining colony, yeah.

That'll hunker rock. What do they want
with us?

Well, it's not us, you. It's about one
of your old crewmates, Robert Jensen.

Bobby Jensen.

Damn, haven't heard that name in a long
time.

He was a mate on the crew of the Maru
back in the day, before Harper signed

So, uh, what's he gotten himself into
this time, and what's it gonna cost me?

He's dead, Becca.

named you as his next of kin, and they
want you to identify the body.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, you can't spare me. You need me
for... For what?

The planet.

Hazen Brown, I thought you said there
was a disaster. We're all rushing off

to... Becca.

Take tomorrow and go.

Next of kin?

Not quite.

Just, uh... the love of my life.

He is the last guardian of a fallen
civilization, a hero from another time.

Faced with the universe in chaos, Dylan
Hunt recruits an unlikely crew and sets

out to reunite the galaxy.

On the starship Andromeda, hope lives
again.

Chromie situation report, please, on
planet Hazenbrown.

Tectonic plates crashing into each
other, lava, ash, and panicky Cheechin

climbing over each other in an effort to
save himself.

Well, we promised him evacuation and
passage, and that is what we'll do.

There you are. I prepped the morrow for
your trip to Cascada.

Anyways, I just thought it'd be a good
time for you to have friends around.

I appreciate the offer, but, um, I'm
gonna be okay.

I'm a good listener, you know.

I know you are.

Look, um, Bobby and I, we broke up a
long time ago, and I'm over him.

Go.

Oh, Trance, good.

Take a step -fighter to Hazen Brown.

Try to organize the evacuees as best you
can in advance of Andromeda.

Go. Going.

I'm coming with you.

Dylan, I'm not going to faint at the
sight of a dead body. I've seen plenty

them. So have I, Becca. I've buried more
crew than I can count, and no one

should do it alone.

Besides, you can't launch tomorrow until
I order Andromeda to open the hangar.

You would lock me in? Oh, absolutely.

In that case...

Welcome aboard.

Thank you. Thank you.

I was not talking to you, Harper. Come
on, I don't take up that much oxygen.

Look, I really appreciate everyone being
so concerned about my emotional well

-being. Whoa, whoa, whoa. You think I'm
coming just to give you a shoulder to

cry on?

That's sweet, but no. I want to make
sure that freaking psycho is good and

How to Dump a Loser Boyfriend in Five
Easy Lessons by Seamus Harper.

One, two, three, four, five.

I take it you and this Bobby Jensen
didn't get along? Bobby Jensen was a

-righteous control freak with a nasty
-ass temper.

Does Harper always stay mad at dead
people?

Bobby inspired strong emotion.

Fair enough.

Eureka, Mara, ready for departure.

Mara, you are good to go.

No officer's quarters around here. You
can take old VexPag's bunk.

VexPag? Yeah.

Another former crewmate. He's dead, too.

Dead.

Don't worry, I wasn't catching him.

He had a problem with his EVA suit.

Lessons. Yeah.

I've had worse.

So, Mr. Harper, what about Bobby Jensen?

A hero, not a hero, I mean, what was he?
He was an idiot.

Becca, she's too loyal for her own good.

Hey, you want to meet him?

Yeah, you want to meet Bobby Jensen?

Sure.

Hi,

Gav.

Oh.

Dylan Hunt, meet Bobby Jensen.

Hey, kid.

Welcome to the Eureka Maru.

What are you doing, recording this?

I'm sure. Why the hell not? Here's the
speech.

We are shipmates. We are not friends.

The tugboat belongs to Becca Valentine.

Becca Valentine belongs to me.

You mess with either one of them, I'll
keep you dead.

Yeah, whatever.

What is that? Hang on a second.

What is that? Is that a cerebral porn? I
always wanted one of those.

You see that, huh? He hit me.

Well, you know, you don't like people
touching your data port either. Yeah,

when I hit them, it's with love. And
besides, it doesn't take a genius to

Understandably, he felt threatened.

By you?

Harper, no offense, but that guy matches
95 kilos easy.

I mean jealous.

He saw how awesome looking I was, and he
thought I was going to take back...

Dylan, do not let him show you what he
keeps under his pillow.

I'm afraid to ask.

On our way.

What do you keep under the pillow?

What?

What

the

hell?

Proximity mine. The whole system is
salted with them. Becca, get the hell

here. Now!

Becca, shut down the entrance.

A minefield. You flew us into a
minefield. Well, it wasn't supposed to

now was it? So, Mia, very culpa.

Shutting down.

Contacting air carrier ship.

Get an SOS plandromeda.

Cut all power.

Contacting SOS -ing.

Cutting all power.

Cut all power?

Unless you'd like to find out firsthand
whether these mines home in on our EM

emissions. Yes, all power.

Now what?

One thing I know about minefields.

When you walk into one, you hold still.

Like a camping trip.

Not that I ever went on one.

Well, that is exactly what we're going
to do. Camp in our bunk.

And wait for Andromeda to arrive with
proper mind detection and disarmament.

Anyone know any good campfire stories?

You do.

The story of Bobby Jensen?

No. Oh, come on. I'd like to hear it.

Bobby was Bobby.

I think you would have liked him, Dylan.

a surprise.

Normally when the going gets tough, the
partners in crime get going. Yeah.

They say there's no honor among thieves.

But you are cuter than normal. So,
anything to share?

You mean about those industrial diamonds
we're supposed to deliver?

I was thinking maybe they're not that
industrial.

My whole fair and square. Am I supposed
to turn down paying customers just

because of bad background checks?

You know what your problem is, Captain
Valentine?

You need to fight for something bigger
than diamonds and gold.

You need a cause.

Maybe.

What cause are you fighting for, Bobby
Jensen?

You.

We have so much in common.

Yeah. Come on.

It was a sweet little operation.

Hello, Cascada. Goodbye, Cascada.

And then Bobby found out they were
digging thorium -232 in those mines.

Thorium -232?

That stuff's incredibly radioactive.

Well, somebody obviously forgot to tell
the Cascadans because they got about a

million Muganis digging the stuff for
them. The Muganis? That's Cascada's

aboriginal population.

Oh, you mean those amphibian swamp
dwellers with the bad teeth.

Harper.

Bobby always said they were slaves in
their own world.

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby. He was such a
sucker for a hard luck story.

Anyway... Bobby started organizing a
Mugani miners' union. The company was

remarkably unreceptive to the idea.

You're right, Becca.

I think I would have liked it.

Yeah.

There was a lot to like.

Know what I love?

Your arms.

Your legs.

Really? Mm -hmm.

Call me crazy, but I think there's
something sexy about bodily perfection.

And me?

Do you love me?

Quit while you're ahead.

Let's talk about something else.

Like, what's this new hall of yours and
how much is it worth to us?

Computers. And a lot.

We pick them up on Earth and deliver
them back on Cascada.

And, um, who's this Earth kid who's
helping us?

Seamus something or other Harper.

Street kid. He wants off Earth.

Yeah, well, if I were to dump that
place, who can blame him?

Yeah. Well, he'll do his bit, and
then... So you lied to him?

Just trying to travel a lot.

No, you are really something.

Something?

Just... not enough.

Just... don't ever lie to me.

You see why I hated him? Hey, I stuck up
for you. I didn't even know you.

Becca, you and Bobby weren't in this
bad, were you?

And why do you hate Bobby anyway?

He saved your life.

What?

When?

When?

Way to sneak in, Schmendrick.

It's Harper.

And trust me, I know what I'm doing.

I'm an expert.

I wanted to get my cargo and not get
every need to with an earshot. A 21 -gun

salute.

Hey, you're, uh, pretty hot.

You look smart, too. What are you,
locked up in that junk ship with a

case like Bobby?

You could have any number of candidates.

Sterling candidates.

He has his good points.

Believe me.

one of his good points he's very
protective harper you're gonna have to

better job of convincing me that bobby
was out to get you because so far it

sounds like he's playing on your side oh
come on i saved the day in the end oh

please you were such a newbie i was just
glad he didn't get basic all over my

ship wow

i've never been in space before are you
serious yeah

I've never been more than three clicks
from the human ghetto. In Boston.

But I can sure get used to this.

I like it.

The air don't stink here.

Filtered fresh daily.

Uh, is that normal?

A missile to the app cargo pod by the
feel of it.

What's the matter, no one ever shoot at
you before?

Yeah, but I've never been shot in the
act.

Besides, on Earth you can always run
away.

Same here, except in space.

We can run to Saturn.

There's plenty of debris and nonspecific
radiation. It should keep us safe from

the Nietzschean sensors until we can
figure out our next move.

Nietzschean. All right. All that stuff I
said about love and space, I officially

take it all back.

No way. We are not going to jettison the
cargo.

So you would rather face the Nietzschean
hit squad than dump cargo?

Bobby, they torture their allies.

I would kill anyone who tried to hurt
you. You know that.

Yes, but that wasn't the question.

The Muganis need those computers, Becca,
okay?

Can I say something?

No.

Look, why don't you go outside and play
while Mommy and Daddy talk, okay?

Fine.

Fine.

If you think you can steal 100
Nietzschean surface -to -air missiles

stuck, don't let me interrupt.

Surface -to -air missiles?

Yeah. What? What thought did you think
was in those cranks?

Computers.

I was told we were carrying computers.

Okie dokie, guess I better be going now.

Missiles.

They have computers in them.

Get your grubby paws off my cargo.

Keep them away from me. I just brought
it down to check it out. I was only

trying to help.

He's not going to shoot you. Depends
what he did with the wiring.

I'm good with mechanical things. I can
re -rig your missiles. They're not my

missiles. They belong to the Muganis.

It's their only hope for freedom.

We're risking our next selling weapons
to the Muganis. You've seen how the

Muganis have been exploited in the
thorium mines, Becca.

It breaks your heart. When you're
breaking mine, I ask you not to lie to

They found us.

Power everything back up. Now.

You. Cooper, go with me.

It's Harper.

Hey, did you do it? Is it going to work?

It's my name, Seamus Delazney. Harper?

God, I hope not.

Prepare to jettison cargo.

Authorization Becca Valentine.

Authorization not recognized.

What do you mean not recognized?

It's Bobby.

He's making a run for Cascada.

Man, I gotta get me one of those.

You. Go back and stop him.

What? Me? No, no, no. He's big and
scary. I'm just small and cute.

Do you want a place to stay or not?

You crew on my ship?

Do as I say.

A place to stay?

All right.

All right, now we're talking. I can do
this.

Bobby, I mean it. Put him down.

Parker, dump the cargo.

Switch behind you.

Jettisoning cargo.

Becca, if I had told you, you would have
said no.

Damn straight.

If we made the big score and retired,
we'd be complacent.

Living happily and rich ever after was
supposed to be the plan.

You'd become restless.

You know you would.

This is the perfect cause.

We can help with what we know.

I don't do causes, Bobby.

No, Becca.

Everybody does causes.

Only question is...

Will you pick yours?

Or will it pick you?

In that case, I've picked mine.

You're looking at her.

Just go.

Sometimes I think I should have gone
with him.

I just wasn't that evolved yet.

No way, Becca. You made the right
choice.

Besides, he's dead now.

Harper, he was right, you know?

Cause didn't pick me.

You guys.

Then I'm glad it worked out the way it
did.

Me too.

Wimp in mind.

The worst.

Well, the sensor's down. It could be
a...

Bobby. Becca.

Are you happy to see me?

You're forced, Lance. Give it up now.

I wish I could, but I don't want to.

Don't be like that.

What the hell is going on?

What's going on?

You're going to pick your crew over me
again?

Come on, Hunt.

You're Lance. Drop it. I know who you
are.

I know what you can do.

So, nice and slow.

Margo, get their weapons.

You're a little different from what
Becca described, Bobby.

Didn't you get the message?

I died.

Not enough.

Close. I stepped on a landmine.

Nice to see you, Seamus.

It's Harper.

I'm sorry to hear that. Sorry to hear it
didn't finish you off. But you know

you're looking great, Bobby.

Smoking. Just like my gun arm after a
high rate of fire.

Still don't know what's going on here.
The Mugattis have finally risen up

against their oppressors.

That explains the minefield.

But since you faked your death to get us
here, I'm guessing the war's not going

well. No, not too bad.

Considering that Aborigines with rocks
and bottles are up against colonists

nuclear arsenals.

We need help.

Well, we are always willing to help
those who have a worthy cause.

Good. Because helping them is the only
way you get out of here alive.

You two, keep an eye on them while I re
-familiarize myself with the cockpit.

Sue!

You're the act.

Funny. He never took out blondes.

Funny. He never took out the trash
either.

I see you've changed him.

Becca, cockpit now.

Okay.

You came.

Now I know you can.

I thought you were dead.

Sorry about the little kid.

But if I had told you what I wanted to
do...

You wouldn't have come.

Damn straight.

Funny, isn't it?

People won't show up to help you, but
they'll show up to your funeral.

You want us to help the Aborigines.

I want you to help me.

I want you to join the cause.

At gunpoint.

He doesn't want you.

He wants the Andromeda.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Look, you want Dylan to negotiate a
treaty between the Abos and the

Consider it done.

Bobby's not looking for peace, Becca.

Margo, take Becca for a walk.

I'll tell you what I'm looking for.

24 hours, one Andromeda ascended here in
the Cascada system with a full load of

her kinetic missiles, AP guns, and
attack drones.

You know your high guard weaponry?

I trained from the best manuals.
Augusting special forces.

You black ops guys have some great
moves.

Yeah, we have some great moves.

Andromeda doesn't negotiate with hostage
takers. Ever.

Dylan, Dylan.

Is that what you think you are?

Hostages? We're all good guys here.

I'm listening.

There are 800 million Muganis on
Cascada.

50 ,000 colonists.

The natives dredge the swamps, mine the
ore, and the colonists keep the money.

Why? Because they have nukes. The
Muganis have slingshots.

You're just here to level out the
playing field.

I'd rather get all the facts first.

Three missile strikes, three major
cities.

That's all I need.

Then the Mugani Liberation Army will
triumph.

With you at the head.

You have seen them.

The Muganis are not exactly ready for
self -government.

Assuming there are any left to govern.

You're talking about starting a
planetary civil war. Millions of the

will die.

So here's my idea.

Power share with the colonists.

There's no power sharing with the people
who did this.

This is what to tell the Andromeda.

No ad -libs.

Andromeda, proceed immediately to
Cascada.

Best of speed.

Dylan out.

His heart is racing.

His breathing is shallow and his eyelids
are fluctuating. There's something he's

not telling us.

No, he's definitely telling us
something.

Andromeda. One.

Proceed immediately to Cascada.

Four.

Best speed.

Oh.

Dylan out.

Five.

AC -14 -5.

Artistry code 14 -5. It means Dylan has
been taken hostage in a war zone.

I'm to approach with caution and be
prepared to fire on his position.

Telling us to kill him?

If necessary, yes.

That is exactly what he is telling us to
do.

Lem, that is your name, right?

No talk.

How long have you been traveling with
Bobby?

Long enough.

No talk.

Stop.

Down. Up.

After you.

Down. Move.

Doesn't look very comfortable, then. No
talk.

Down. Now.

Lem, tell me about the Muganis. If I
remember my comparative linguistic,

means reed, right? The reed people?

My grandfather, he could hide in the wet
mud for hours, breathe through

hollow reed, wait for frogs.

We were great hunters.

They drained the swamps.

Bringing down weapons of mass
destruction on the colonists won't bring

swamps, Lem. Maybe not.

But maybe it will make them go away.

Maybe. But at a cost, Lem.

Many of your people will die.

They're already dying.

There's a better way.

You be quiet now.

Let them go.

Dylan never did anything to you.

Never did anything for me either.

If you're not with me, you're against
me.

He's not against you.

He's against your methods.

I can't remember you being so squeamish
when we flew contraband under the FDA

census.

I don't remember you being so brutal.

I remember a Bobby who touched me.

With arms and legs that you loved.

What'd they do to you, Bobby?

I told them to do.

To make me invulnerable.

Listen to me.

You leave them be.

And I'll stay.

You and me.

Together. Just like before.

Just like before?

I didn't think so.

That's why I have to win.

It's all I got.

Where'd Lem go?

He's taking a nap.

Mugwams are nocturnal.

You surprised me, Margo.

Why? Because I can say nocturnal? No,
because you say mugwam.

You're basing them with fliers. I
thought you were here to fight for the

of the Magani people.

Bobby's here for the dignity of the
Maganis.

I'm here for Bobby. That could get you
killed.

I'm not afraid of dying.

Besides, we could actually win.

Yeah, then you could help Bobby remake
Cascada in his image.

Well, it is good to be a queen.

And I'm sure that you have a role set up
for all the Maganis. Well, we're

already trained and ready to serve.

If you'll excuse me, I have to go check
on my mugwump.

You do that.

You heard her, Lem.

Ready to serve in the royal court of
Margo?

She's not like Bobby.

I'm glad you know what you're doing,
Lem.

I'm glad you know what you're doing.

Why are you taking Andromeda so long?

You know, for the life of me, I'm trying
to remember why I was ever jealous of

you. Because I was with Becca.

Uh, no.

I always knew she'd get smart and dump
you. I think it was because of that data

port in your neck.

Mine's bigger.

What are you doing?

Just rattling your cage, Bobby.

And what was that?

One of Andromeda's grappling harpoons.

It sounds like she's opening a hostage
negotiation.

What a ship.

She's beautiful.

Fuck you, Cable. She's trying to pull us
in.

Hailing Andromeda Ascendant.

Ailing Andromeda Ascendant.

Talk to me, dammit!

Why is your ship not responding?

Rami won't listen to ransom demand.

The only person she'll talk to is me.

Well, maybe this will attract her
attention.

AP overload in 20 minutes. Andromeda!

I know you can hear me now.

I've set the AP tanks on the motor of
the breach.

Either you still really control me now,
or I turn your captain into space dust.

Be my guest.

Talk to me. If we're all going to be
vaporized, we might as well get to know

each other. No.

Bobby will win.

Bobby always wins.

No offense, but I think you picked the
wrong team.

Bobby's not even playing on your side.

Bobby fights the colonists. Yes, and the
colonists are wrong. I know that. They

have victimized you and all the Maganis.

But remember, the colonists made you
slaves.

Don't let someone else do it all over
again.

Don't take water from you.

That's good. That's good, Lem. You
shouldn't.

Well, that's the spirit.

Estimated time to proton -antiproton
event, 18 minutes, 32 seconds.

Apparently, we are to try our hand at a
game of brinksmanship.

Provide me with options.

I'm analyzing available data and
exploring all possible courses of

Being the most powerful warship in three
galaxies, please provide me with

something more impressive than do
nothing.

We can't run.

So, should I just hand over my armory?

No. I would evacuate the planet, but I
can't airlift 72 million Muganis per

minute. Or perhaps you would prefer that
I dematerialize Dylan's body from the

Maru and magically rematerialize it
here, on command.

Your choices are to let the Eureka Maru
self -destruct, which would destroy both

vessels, or to launch a preemptive
strike, destroying the Maru only.

They're your choices, Acting Captain Tyr
Anasazi.

By all means.

Let's risk our lives for Dylan.

Hey, gorgeous, I know you're charming
and all, but do you mind stop putting

ideas in my mug one tiny little brain
that confuses him?

Lem is a lot smarter than you give him
credit for, gorgeous.

In fact, I suspect most people are
smarter than you give them credit for.

Good to see you.

Hey, I'm going to blow the lock. No, no,
no.

It's rigged to explode.

Oh. I need the key.

I'll be right back.

It's over, Bobby.

No, it's not.

Becca! I told you!

I'm a lot less vulnerable than I used to
be.

Don't you see?

If they cared about you as much as I do,
they wouldn't let it go on this long.

No, Bobby.

They just care about a cause bigger than
themselves.

Cause is cause.

There was a time when you loved me,
Bobby, but I wasn't ready.

You're still not.

You wanted me to share your cause?

Now I do.

All of us do.

Freedom for the Muganis. And now you're
with Hunt, not me.

Dylan never lied to me.

Really?

Dylan did that.

We are in geosynchronous orbit. Rami can
handle it.

I know.

Keeping busy helps.

So, um, how are the peace talks going?

Difficult. There's a lot of years of
hurt, a lot of years of mistrust.

No one wants to risk feeling vulnerable.

Becca, about Bobby, I... I know. I,
uh... I think when they made his new

they took his humanity.

No.

No one can ever take that away from you.