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-Woah.

Um, professor.

It's doing it again.

-That isn't natural.

-No, what is it?

-A black hole and a white hole merging.

Astrophysics suggests it's dangerous.

-Very, very dangerous.

Very well.

That's how we'll proceed.

Darius, you go straight to June and tell her what's going on.

-Really? Too dangerous to use the vidcom?

-This phenomenon has the potential

to affect the entire planet.

-We can't risk any chance of the news being intercepted.

-So, the fate of the world's in my hands.

Right. June.

-We must maintain a watch on the SDM.

If the two holes align, it will mean catastrophe.

Vigilance must be our password.

[alarm sounding]

-I have to go.

-Go?

-What about vigilance being our password?

-I have something urgent to attend to.

-As opposed to protecting the world?

-According to my calculations, the world

has at least 20 more minutes.

By which time I should be back. -Should?

-What I have to do is a matter of life and death.

This unit's life and death.

My regeneration unit.

-Well, well.

What a surprise.

-My regeneration unit has been activated.

It can hardly be a surprise if I come looking for it.

-Quite right.

No surprise at all.

And you haven't come looking.

I summoned you.

I want you to do me a favor.

-Improbable.

-That deep-space phenomenon I know you

and Gryffen have been monitoring.

It's a gateway.

Something's coming.

-What?

-An invasion. -K9?

Respond.

K9?

There's nothing at all.

It's like all communications are down.

-They probably are.

As the holes get closer, they're affecting our atmosphere.

-Professor, what will happen if they do overlap?

-They'll create a stupendous vortex of antigravity.

Anything within its reach will be sucked into oblivion.

-Isn't there anything we can do?

-An invading army massing on the other side of the galaxy?

-Correct.

-And may this unit ask how you know about it?

-The department has many sources at its disposal.

-And does the department have a plan to stop this invasion?

-That's where you come in.

I need you to stabilize the gateway

so we can mount a preemptive strike.

-Impossible.

Such stability can only be achieved

by a temporal stabilizer, and Professor Gryffen

has the only one on this planet securely locked away.

-We've developed a weapon.

A supersoldier created from the DNA of every species

we've encountered.

Jixen.

Anubian.

Meron.

-You name it.

And implanted with my regeneration tech.

This unit would like it back, please.

-But it's your small contribution

to the weapon that will save this planet.

-A weapon that cannot possibly work.

-Well, his cloaking tech seems to work.

He's been in this room all along.

-So he is the huge, invisible pile of DNA in the corner,

then?

-How could you detect him?

-I am K9.

-Meet Project Trojan.

[roaring]

-Is it my imagination or are they closer together?

-It's not your imagination.

-Professor, you have to think about using the stabilizer.

-You know I can't.

It's alien technology.

I have no idea what it's capable of.

-We need K9.

-Oh, yes.

It's a fine idea.

His knowledge of quantum temporal dynamics

would prove invaluable at the moment.

Where is that mutt?

-We have to find him.

We can't wait. -Oh, no.

No. It's too dangerous.

I tracked him as far as the London Dome

before communications went down.

It's clear across the city.

-Then how are we going to get him back?

Come on, Professor.

We've dealt with some dangerous situations before.

-This is bigger than all of them.

By a considerable margin.

-Then we'll be even more careful than normal.

-By a considerable margin.

-Stay safe.

I'm rather fond of you all.

STARKEY [OFFSCREEN]: Don't worry, Professor.

-This unit is famous for his manners,

but I will ask you only once more for my regen unit.

Then I will have to insist.

[growling]

-Next time you build a supersoldier,

may I suggest you incorporate some breath-mint DNA?

Since you won't [inaudible] my request,

this unit is forced to get tough.

-You recall the Jixen's ability to deflect and enhance photon

beams?

-Yeah.

Always a treat.

-That's enough out of you, sunshine.

-Darius. How nice to see you!

-Yeah, you too, Inspector.

-Actually, it's, uh, Constable.

Lomax busted me down when I went against his orders.

Now I'm in charge of, um, cataloguing.

-Oh, yeah?

Always nice to have a hobby.

-What can I do for you?

-They're all heading for the Dome.

-Must be something big going on there.

-Any chance it doesn't involve K9?

-Mobility circuits not responding.

I can't move.

Remote connection in progress.

Remote connection to what?

-You'll see.

-The reprogramming should be kicking in about now.

You've taken to the connection very well.

-What connec-- Remote connection to STM complete.

Commence space-time portal generation.

-The portal.

It's exporting energy.

-This portal is dangerous.

-Yes, it is.

-The gravitational forces--

-Oh, it's not being sucked into the vortex

that this planet should be worried about.

It's what's going to be coming through it.

-This place is massive.

He could be anywhere.

-Anywhere they're going is my guess.

-Something big is happening.

-Very big.

Let's go.

-Remember what Gryffen said?

When we left.

About being fond. -Yeah.

-Warning, you two.

Invading each other's personal space.

Halt.

Come back.

-This unit fails to understand how opening a larger portal

will prevent an invasion.

-Excellent point.

-It makes the arrival of an invading army even easier.

You were working with the invaders.

-Correct. With a little help from you.

-I have told you the portal is too unstable

to transfer such a course.

-And I told you, that's where Gryffen comes in.

-The Professor will never use this technology.

-Even to save his planet?

-Starkey, come in.

Darius, please!

Jorjie.

June, come in.

I can't let my planet be destroyed.

-It can't be right.

Our intelligence division would know about it.

-Department and intelligence aren't

two words that go together usually.

-Oy. You two.

-How dare you?

This is a private--

-Silence, missus.

Department personnel no longer have any authority.

-What?

By whose orders?

-That's classified, missus.

Subjugate all humans.

So [inaudible].

You no longer have any authority.

-Oh.

And you'll probably be wanting this, too.

I don't like being called missus.

-Yeah, I'll remember that.

-Subjugate all humans.

Subjugate all humans.

Subjugate all humans. -Come on.

-Master Starkey.

And little Miss Tanner.

-Demon breath.

Time to think about a new brand of toothpaste.

-I was just about to suggest the same thing to--

[roaring]

-I see you lost your game of hide-and-seek with Trojan.

-Young Master.

Sorry.

-What have you done to him?

-Put him to good use.

At last, we're about to receive company.

-Not unless the professor deploys the stabilizer.

-And if he doesn't the entire planet

will disappear in about 30 seconds.

But the good Professor is so predictable.

And -Safe.

No! -Warning!

Maximum danger!

-Korven.

-We claim this world in the name of the Supreme

Leader of the pan-dimensional army, Lomax.

-Lomax?

-The prototype for your supersoldier is ready,

Supreme Leader Lomax.

-Well done, Thorne.

Let's begin.

-Thorne, how could you?

You're a traitor to your entire planet.

-I'm not strictly from this planet.

-You're a Meron? -Yes.

Korven implanted Meron DNA in me.

-Korven were the Meron's allies in their war against the Jixen.

We needed an ally here on earth to prepare the way for us.

-I'm sure you took a lot of convincing.

-I've always made it a policy to be on the winning side.

And believe me.

They are the winning side.

-What have I done?

The question is, what am I going to do now?

-Darius.

-The mansion.

Jorjie's there.

We need to get back.

GRYFFEN [ON SCREEN]: This is Professor Alistair Gryffen.

My friends are in terrible danger.

And I'm unable to contact a single one.

I believe I'm they're only hope of survival.

And perhaps that of the entire human race.

Me.

An agoraphobic, reclusive shut-in.

So if you're watching this, it means that I didn't just

sit here in this house doing nothing,

as I have done for so long.

It means that Alistair Gryffen finally stood

up and did something.

Today, I don't just sit where I am.

I hit the bottom and there's nowhere to go but up.

And out.

-Hmm.

Where do the batteries go?

-Let him free of that pod and you'd see some battery.

-You know he won't hurt a human, even a part one.

The Korven were able to reprogram him to take out

the Jixen, but that infernal Gryffen--

-Reprogram?

-When he first arrived on this planet through our STM.

-It is Korven technology, remember?

-But why would you want destroy Gryffen?

-He is the only one who can prevent the invasion.

-Gryffen?

Are we talking about the same guy here?

Likes tea and crumpets?

-He alone has the code to terminate

the portal permanently.

But as it's a voice-activated code,

he'd have to be here to deliver it.

In person.

We all know the chances of that happening.

[gasping]

-You're utterly despicable.

-Oh, you say that to all the henchmen

of ruthless alien invaders.

-Our army's arrival is imminent.

Activate the terraforming pods.

[alarm sounding] -Starkey.

-K9.

We haven't got much time.

Can't you terminate the program?

-Negative.

Korven override program too strong.

Only possibility, get a message to the Professor

to use portal termination code.

-But all communications are down.

-This unit is connected to the STM.

-Matches the signal tracked to the mansion.

-Using my communication unit, you

may be able to send a message back.

-Hurry. -Professor.

Can you hear me?

Professor!

If you're there, use the code.

You've got to use the termination code.

Professor!

Professor! -Starkey?

Starkey?

-Even if you got through, Gryffen

would never terminate the STM.

Without it, he'd never see his precious family again.

What were their names again?

-You want to know their names?

Their names were Eleanor, Nina, and Jacob.

Omega, Sigma, Theta, Ohm.

-Wait, I don't recall those last four names.

Were they pets?

-No, Thorne, you imbecile.

That's the voice-activated termination code.

Omega.

Greek for "the end."

Sigma.

Theta.

Ohm.

-No.

-It's going to blow!

-Ah!

-Remote link severed.

Connection with STM lost.

-Jorjie?

Starkey?

Get down!

The STM is gone.

-You have meddled for the last time.

Trojan.

OK Destroy them!

[growling]

-K9, fire!

-Some visual sensors incapacitated.

I can't shoot what I cannot see.

-Starkey, remember the scent of that thing's breath?

-K9, you're a dog.

Follow your nose.

-I am not a dog.

However, switching to olfactory sensors.

-What's happened to his defenses?

-I implanted my regeneration unit

to mix mechachronal technology with organic DNA.

-Finish him!

-Power levels 5%.

-K9, fire again!

-Power gone.

[growling]

-Oh, dear.

The puppy is crying.

-That's not a cry.

It's a shriek.

The Jixen battle shriek.

-Jixen?

[shrieking]

-He-- he's calling the Jixen to do battle against--

-The Meron.

[roaring]

-[inaudible] Stop!

I command you!

[roaring]

-What's happening to him?

-I believe the Meron and Jixen DNA implanted

in the Trojan are fighting each other.

A creature at war with itself.

What do you think of that, K9?

-K9? K9!

-Don't you imagine for a minute that you've

seen the last of me.

-Thorne. -[inaudible].

-This isn't good.

[gasp]

-Awkward. -Oh.

Um-- Um, are you OK then, Constable?

-Fine.

Yes.

No, I'm-- nothing broken, anyway.

You?

Any, uh, side-effects?

-Um, no.

No.

I'm fine.

-You saved my life.

Thank you.

-I'm just the hired help.

It's what I do.

-No, there's much more to you than that.

If, uh, the department survives all this,

I could use someone like you in my ranks.

-Really?

Uh-- awkward.

-Mom?

-Jorjie, thank goodness.

What is it? Jorjie, what is it?

[sigh]

There's nothing I can do.

-What do you mean, nothing?

-I mean, come on.

You're the Prof.

-K9 exhausted his core energy.

-Protecting us.

-Just like he did when he first arrived here.

-The difference is, this time he doesn't

have his regeneration unit.

He only has moments of power left.

-Yeah, but he can self-repair.

He's done it before.

-Not this time.

-But we always win.

K9 always wins.

That's how it goes.

-Not this time.

[crying]

-I'll leave you in peace.

-K9. Mate.

You're the coolest thing that ever happened to me.

-Remember all the times I tried to teach you how to have fun?

I've had a lifetime of fun since I met you.

I'll never forget you.

[crying]

-You're right, K9.

You're not a dog.

You're my best friend.

Used to think I was brave.

You've shown me what it's like to be fearless.

I'm going to miss you, mate.

Good dog.

Heel, boy.

Heel.

-Yes, Young Master.

-You're a good dog.

-His regen unit.

-Where'd it go?

-Search!

-It was right in my hand.

-Yeah, I'm aware of that.

-It doesn't matter.

It's not important.

-Yeah, no, no.

That's right.

Stand up for him.

-I'm not standing up for him.

-Look.

K9? K9?

-Affirmative!

[laughter]

-This unit's regen unit has homed back

to me, as per its programming.

This unit feels frisky.

[laughter]

-So, we're back in business, K9?

-Affirmative, Young Master.

Affirmative!

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