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-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -Move on.

Keep moving.

Keep moving.

Keep up this speed.

Work to be done.

-OK, wait.

-It can't see us.

It's looking the other way.

-Come on.

-Starkey.

I sense the police approaching. Quickly, Starkey!

[sirens] -Well?

-That's what they call kicking surveillance butt.

-I shall attempt kick surveillance posterior

whenever possible from now on.

-You're a fast learner, K9.

-Why does the Department want to capture you?

-Because I'm a dissident.

It means I don't do what I'm told.

-Am I a dissident?

-Nope.

You are an alien lifeform.

Their techers would pull you apart

to figure out how you work, then turn

you into cans for dog food.

-How ironic.

Let's hope Gryffen gets the SDM working

properly, and soon, then.

-Are you going to miss us when you go home, K-9?

-Invisible camo vehicle about to come around that corner.

Strategic option number one, kick surveillance posterior.

-I've got a better option.

-Awaiting details of better option.

-K-9!

We lost them.

-Negative.

Cybernetic civic pacification officers have been avoided,

not misplaced.

-Either way, I'm a happy dude.

Let's eat.

-I recommend you chew well.

[fart]

-What people don't realize is that most scientific

discovery isn't a-ha moments.

It's slow and steady trial and error.

-That's great, prof.

You gonna come and eat? -Yeah.

Just be patient.

I've just about got this temporal exciter working.

It's all about trial and-- error.

-Lunch is getting cold. Come on.

I picked all this food specially.

-You what?

-I picked all this food specially.

-Just imagine, Darius.

Space time manipulators working at full capacity.

I'll be able to travel through space and time at will.

I'll be able to see my family again.

-When it's working.

-Is it my imagination, or has it suddenly gotten colder?

-Yeah, it has.

-I'll stoke the fire.

Let's play a game.

If you were to go back to any point in history,

where would you go?

-Any point?

-Mm-hm.

-I'd go back 10 days.

-That's fairly specific.

-Find out who stole my wallet.

Should do it.

Hey, prof?

-It's nice to do this with you sometimes.

-What, supervise the clothes I buy?

-Oh, I look on it more as advising.

Strongly advising.

I should be home by midnight.

Be in bed.

-Yes, mother.

-And if you need me, I'll have my veromater.

-And I'll lock the door, and not let

anyone in until you get home.

And yes, Mom, I do promise.

Stop worrying. -Never.

-Prof?

Prof!

-When the temperature of the fire is high enough,

the contents of this can will be rendered edible?

-You've got it.

It's called cooking.

-And is it always this absurdly slow?

-Hey, I'm doing my best here.

-Perhaps I think could do some cooking?

-K9.

K9, what are you doing?

K9!

Great.

-They are sufficiently hot?

-Yeah, just the way I like them.

-Carbon based life form approaching.

Strategic option, avoidance or kick surveillance posterior?

-Avoidance.

-Starkey?

-What are you doing here?

-You said you had three hiding spots.

I've already checked two.

I brought you some food.

-We have already cooked.

-You brought this all the way down here?

How come?

-Uh, just thought you might be hungry.

-Increased surface temperature of cheeks.

Condition commonly known as blushing.

-I'm not blushing.

I've never blushed in my life.

-Analysis suggests otherwise.

-Then I suggest you analyze your analyzer.

-Analyzing.

-This is a terrible way to live.

You can't keep running forever.

-I haven't got much choice.

Not until I can get my file wiped

from the Department computer.

-That would require computer access codes

to the Department's mainframe.

-Must have left them in my other jacket.

-Recommend immediate search of other garment.

-It's a joke, K9.

-This unit will take your word for it.

[ringing]

-Darius?

DARIUS: Jorjie!

You have to come.

Gryffen's gone. -Gone?

Gone where?

He can't leave the house.

DARIUS: I don't know, but he's not in the mansion.

We're gonna check outside.

OK.

I'll leave a key under the rock for you.

Yeah?

JORJIE: OK, I'll see you soon.

Bye. -Yeah.

Ta.

Where are you, prof?

-Find him?

-Jorjie, so glad you came.

I've been--

-You've looked everywhere?

-Yeah, of course I've looked everywhere.

He hasn't been outside the house for 10 years, and suddenly--

-Phosphane gas is present in the atmosphere.

Eight parts veridium.

-Phosphane?

What's that?

-It is a cooling agent which will not

be invented for another 300 years.

-How did it get here?

-Perhaps this will give us a clue.

-What is that?

-Release me from this device.

I need to speak to someone urgently.

-I'm sorry.

We don't know how.

-Who are you?

-Senior Lieutenant Medowin, Special Operations Commando,

Global Command, planet Earth in the year 2618.

Dispatched to this time and place to neutralize the Korven.

-What is the Korven?

-The Korven are one of the most dangerous and destructive

aliens from our time.

They absolutely must be stopped at all costs.

Preferably with extreme prejudice.

-Korven are an alien race due to invade Earth in the year 2480.

-Correct.

-But that's centuries from now.

-The Earth itself has been our ally.

It's too warm for the Korven to function

at their maximum strength. -So they like the gold.

-And I guess they've got access to this phosphane stuff?

-Affirmative.

-The Korven are sending fighters back through time

to find a group of scientists that history tells

us had created a system to cool the Earth.

It was misused in your time.

Now the Korven are after it.

-Gryffen.

-That must be what happened to the professor.

They've grabbed him.

What are they gonna do to him?

-They absorb all information from the brain.

They then abandon the host body, leaving it like an empty shell.

It's called leeching.

-The prof is gonna be lost without his brain.

-If they get the data they need from these scientists,

they will cool the Earth and destroy humanity.

-Well, how do we stop them?

-The Korven are an incredibly powerful,

almost indestructible enemy.

Their only weakness is-- -What?

What's their only weakness?

-Hey, come-- Well, he couldn't have

started by telling us that, could he?

-I am acquainted with the Korven's weakness.

During the leeching process, their entire being

is focused on their victim.

It's the only known time that they're vulnerable.

-And I guess they don't tend to hang

about, taking in the sights.

-Once a Korven finds a cold enough place,

the leeching will commence.

-Well, I guess we're looking for somewhere cold.

-The trail of phosphane gas leads this way.

-Be careful.

-That is my default position.

-Hang on.

You're gonna need a second pair of hands.

Or a pair of hands.

Can't risk the prof getting his brain sucked out.

He owes me for lunch.

-Whatever you want.

Please don't take me outside.

I hate being outside.

Well, that settles it, then.

I demand that you take me back to my house.

-Jorjie, I'm assuming the

is that you're busy doing your homework.

If not, then--

-Busy as always, Inspector Turner?

-Of course, Inspector Drake.

-I understand there's been an upsurge in alien arrivals

in recent days.

Care to update me?

-Not really.

-And why would that be?

-Because I'm the head of the alien activity section,

and you're the head of security.

I don't report to you.

-Never heard of information sharing?

-Of course.

It works on a need to know basis.

When I feel you need to know something,

I'll share it with you.

-And I'll be sure to operate the same way.

One big, happy department.

I'll let you get back to your daughter.

-This is a back entrance to the iceworks, sir.

-What are we going to do once we find this Korven?

We need some kind of plan.

-I've got a plan.

Save the prof.

-Phosphane detected.

Phosphane won't be invented for another 300 years.

-We know that.

-Look, this place is Korven central.

Let's get our skates on.

-You all right, K9?

-Affirmative. -Good.

Cause I think we're going to need you big time.

-This unit is ready for the big time.

-You've clearly brought me here for a purpose.

Uniform suggests a military operation,

which clearly needs to be a cool weather one.

But the examination table suggests

an entirely different type of operation.

What are you going to do to me?

What are you-- tell me what you want.

-Phosphane trail rarified in this atmosphere,

but still present.

-Good boy, K9. -I am not a boy.

I'm a cybernetic construction containing

quantum consciousness.

-Who needs to lighten up just a little.

It's a term of affection.

-Define affection.

-I'm really sorry to interrupt, guys,

but you do remember the professor?

He's the guy about to have his brains relocated.

-Yes, I do remember him.

I also remember we don't have a plan for what

we're going to do about this Korven?

-We find him, and K9 will zap him.

-Zap the Korven.

-Let's start by finding him.

-It'll work better if we all split up.

Jorjie and I go that way.

You and K9 go up there.

-You think?

I mean, maybe Starkey and I should--

-Darius' way makes sense.

-OK.

Stay in vid com communication.

-You spent a lot of time with Professor Gryffen, don't you?

-When I'm not out making a living, yeah.

-Doesn't sound like you spend much time at home.

-I ain't got one anymore.

Me and my parents don't really see eye to eye.

Parents are always giving you rules,

and telling you what to do.

The prof doesn't do that.

-I guess.

-Come on.

Parents can't help themselves.

I bet your mom, she's always watching over your shoulder.

-No.

Not all the time.

OK, then, most of the time.

-You should get a taste of freedom, like me.

Should move into the mansion.

You know, there's a spare bedroom.

Prof would be cool with it.

-Uh, thanks, but maybe we should find him

before we start giving away bits of his house.

-Yeah.

Yeah, definitely.

It's what we're here for.

-It's getting colder.

-It's only logical.

-I guess that means we're getting closer.

What's the latest on the phosphane count?

-Phosphane won't be invented for another 200 years.

-You told us that.

And it's 300.

-200.

300.

We won't be around to see it.

-What?

This unit's processor is being affected by the phosphane.

Phosphane search.

200 parts per million.

The Korven is very close.

-Tell me what you want.

I can speak.

Couldn't you just get me a blanket, or something?

All right.

I'll be quiet.

-It's started the leeching.

[groan]

-What's wrong?

-Gas hurting doggy.

Doggy's processes--

-K9, we need you.

-Nice to be needed.

-I'll call the others.

Is there anything I can do to help?

-Run.

-What?

K9: Too late.

[scream]

-It's some type of immobilizing forcefield.

Don't struggle. Pointless.

-We can't just lie here and let it suck our brains out.

-Is that what it wants?

-Yes!

-I need my brain!

For thinking.

-K9! K9!

-You won't be able to speak for about 10 minutes.

It's painless, but--

-Hey.

-K9, where's Starkey?

-I told him to run, but would he listen?

-Where is he?

-Yonder, partner.

-OK, you tin mutt.

It's zapping time. -Zap.

That's a funny word.

-K9, we need you.

Gryffen needs you.

Starkey needs you. -Starkey?

-That's right.

Starkey.

-Must focus. -Yeah.

Come on.

-Phosphane dangerous to unit.

Self protection protocol engaged.

Shut down.

-K9!

-Milla. Jacob!

[shout]

-No!

No!

-Don't.

-Right, that's it, phosphane breath.

Wake up, in there.

-Yeah, that's right.

You, icicle butt.

How about that? That get your attention?

-K9!

K9, we need you, K9!

-Must override self protection protocol.

Time for skaton.

-K9!

Prof.

-Current power exhausted.

-Darius?

-He remembers you.

Great.

-Alien life force detected.

-Look out!

-K9, fire!

-Fire?

Everybody out!

-K9! -K9!

Your photon beam.

Fire your photon beam.

-Baked beans?

-Baked beans!

-Baked beans.

Cooking required till beans are edible.

Command understood, master.

This unit needs seriously to recharge.

-Darius, you all right?

-Do I know you? Jorjie?

-Is he going to be OK?

-His power activation module was damaged by the phosphane,

but with a few minor repairs and a bit of a recharge,

he should be fine.

-And how's your memory traveling, prof?

-The human brain is a remarkable organ.

It can retrieve fragments of memories

even if they've first been lost.

-So, it's good? -Yes.

It's good.

Thanks to you, Darius.

-Being heroic is what I do, prof.

-All right, Starkey.

Here we are.

The Department mainframe.

You know this ridiculously illegal.

-Well, I figured it might be.

-It's funny that we just saved humanity,

but if we get caught doing this, we'll be wanted criminals.

-Real glad to see your sense of humor wasn't affected, there.

-All right.

The Department uses a unique encryption code.

It's almost impossible to break if you

don't know what you're doing. But if you do--

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-And that's it?

-You are officially no longer a wanted dissident.

In fact, you may not even exist.

-I don't have to run anymore.

-Or sleep behind a fence.

-Not until I find somewhere else to live, anyway.

-Darius tells me there's a s room here.

-Absolutely.

Splendid idea.

We could use some company, couldn't we, Darius?

-Right.

Company.

Ha. Yeah.

-How are you feeling?

-I shall emit the remainder of the gas from my system

during the night, and I should be fine by the morning.

-Night, K9.

-Night, master.

[fart]

-Pardon me.

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