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"I know I'm supposed
to meet you at Yoso Drift..."

Here it comes. She met a guy.

"But that was before
I found out

the mandelbrots are spawning
on Ornithone."

Ah. Trance and her pets.

"It only happens
once a century,

so I thought
you might understand."

Once a century?

Wow, they get less action
than you, Harper.

No, they don't.
Anything else?

Er," Love Trance".

"P.S. Pick me up in two weeks."

Two weeks. Heh, it's amazing.

She must think this
is her own personal
cruise ship.

We always ran
this kind of stuff fast

and loose on the Maru.

This isn't the Maru!

What's gotten into you?

Rev Bem's retreats,
Harper's surfing competitions,

Trance's field trips.
I'm a little tired of running
around the universe

picking up this crew
from their vacations.

You're upset we don't salute
and ask your permission
to disembark?

Don't trivialize this, Beka.
I need a crew I can depend on.

Trance has been
busting her purple tail

updating Andromeda's
xenobiology program.

So, she took a little
unauthorized vacation time.

It's called going AWOL.

In the old days, that would
mean two weeks in the brig.

The brig.

A properly run ship
has structure. Rules.

In three years
of captaining the Andromeda,

I never had anyone go AWOL.
Not once. But this crew,
they constantly put

their own personal interests
above the good of the mission.

All this crew has ever known

has been
their own personal interests.

Keeping themselves alive
has been their mission
their entire lives.

If they need
a little time off,

I'd say they'd earned it.

Earned it, my ass.

I have
to keep reminding myself

they signed on for
three hots and a cot,

you know, not a...

not a mission.

Not my mission.

Civilization, order,
progress,

may sound good to them,
but they have no idea

how to operate
in an environment like that.

They have good hearts.

Yeah, yeah.
I know I should lighten up.

The Systems Commonwealth
wasn't built in a day.

Dylan, may I come in?

Hi.
Hi.

Erm, I was thinking.
Since we're on our way

to Ornithone, you might want
to look at this.

It's Gerentex's list
of derelict High Guard ships,

or suspected ones, anyway.

More ships like the Andromeda?

Salvaging a High Guard ship
of the line was an obsession
for him.

We looked at five
other possibilities
before we found you,

but there are
over thirty more leads.

If this is an attempt
to make nice...

it worked.

You want to go hunting
for the ghost ship
of Tau Ceti Six?

Harper, we spent four months
checking out those old wrecks.

What's wrong with that ship?
What?

Every salvage mission
that's been to this system
has disappeared,

even those old pirates out
at Winnipeg Drift
say it's cursed.

Cursed.

Yes. Cursed.

It glitters like gold,
but if you see it,

you never come back.
That's a myth!

Andromeda was a myth!

Hey, one with a happy ending.

Now maybe lightening
will strike twice.

Well, this is weird.

Our star charts don't show

any asteroid belts
in this system.

We should be approaching
the planet Herodotus,
but it's not here.

That's because
it's a ghost planet

haunted by a ghost ship.

You see?

It's a voice transmission.

Where's it coming from?

I don't know.
I can't triangulate
its source.

Patch it through.

No tears. No tears.

Oh, great. Disembodied voices
and nothing to send them.

That's a High Guard starship.

It glitters gold.

No tears. No tears.

The long night has come.

The Systems Commonwealth,

the greatest civilization
in history, has fallen.

But now, one ship,

one crew have vowed
to drive back the night

and rekindle
the light of civilization.

On the starship Andromeda,
hope lives again.

I know that ship.

The Pax Magellanic.

She looks just like you,
Rommie.
Yeah.

Only gold.

She's my older sister.

In a manner of speaking.

The Pax Magellanic
is one of the High Guard's

first Glorious Heritage
class cruisers.

Everyone looked up to her.

On her first mission,

she saved Princess Sucrayat's
yacht from a Magog attack.

She was honored by triumvirs
and empresses, but now...

Don't worry, Rommie.

Your sister may be damaged,
but we are gonna save her.

Her deck plan
is the same as mine.

We should head to command.
Mr. Harper,

some light please?

Man, I really should shave
those little hairs off

the back of my neck.

Big sister?

More like identical twin.

Amazing.

Three hundred years later,

air's still clean,
AG fields still work.

Well, auto-security system's
still activated!

Deactivation code:
Lexic Dark 52278 Alpha 771!

Hold fire!

Deactivate defense system!

You're High Guard.

Captain Dylan Hunt,
of the Andromeda Ascendant.

Lieutenant Jill Pierce
of the Pax Magellanic.

And this
is my ship's engineer,

Hideki Osaka.

You may call me Dutch.
Everyone else does.

You're descendants
of the original crew?

No.
We are the original crew.

We've been trying
to figure it out

for 300 years
without much luck.

Our best guess is it's
a side effect of whatever

weapons the Nietzscheans used
to blow up the planet.

Nietzscheans blew up
the planet?

Wow, that's really sad
that a whole world had to die,

but you look great.

Ow!

I would love
to have our science officer

check your medical records.

Of course, captain.

We're completely
at your disposal.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Oh, when can I get a chance
to meet with Captain Warrick?

I'm afraid I'm the senior
surviving officer.

Captain Warrick is dead.

The war was going badly.

We were sent to rescue
a detachment of Lancers

who had been pinned down
by Nietzschean ground forces.

The Lancers were under
the command
of General Sky Falls.

Sky Falls in Thunder?

You knew her?
Yeah, yeah. I...

I took a course from her

at the Guard's Advance
Studies Institute.

I did, myself.
Really?

Patterson's World.
Ah, yes, yes.

The Sheathed Saber.

Oh, just thinking about
that place gives me
a hangover.

What was the name
of that one drink?

The After Burner.
That's it!

That was Warrick's favorite.

Which brings us back
to what happened to Warrick.

It's funny, you know.
After...

a couple hundred years,

you start to forget
the bad days.

Sky Falls was encircled.

Warrick led
the evac team himself,

but they were trapped, too.

We kept sending in more
and more troops,

until we had nothing left
but a skeleton crew.

Finally, it looked like
the tide was turning.

And then the Nietzscheans
blew up the whole damn planet.

I lost almost everyone
I cared about that day.

Why didn't you try to leave?

The planet's explosion
destroyed our slipstream drive.

The nearest inhabited world

is almost fifty
light years away.

We can't do more than ten PSL,
even today, so...

A five hundred year trip.

Assuming that
we didn't start aging

as soon
as we left this asteroid belt.

We'd be dead before
we even got a tenth
of a way there.

We figured it'd be less risky
to just wait for help.

And here you are.

Here we are.

Well, there's nothing wrong

with the A.I.'s
automated connection.

It's still hooked into
the power grid,

and the neural net seems
to be sound.

Do you think
the core sentience is buried?

Yeah. I dunno,
it's like it's in a coma.

It must have happened
the day the planet exploded.

Sounds like we need
a closer look.

Rommie, I want you to enter
the Magellanic VR Matrix.

See if you can find out
what's wrong.

If the system's badly damaged,
we may have to rewire

the neural network.
What if we can't fix it?

Then we'd have to erase it
and start over.

Isn't that a little drastic?

A ship's A.I. contains
countless classified
High Guard documents,

tactical procedural commands.

If an A.I. is compromised,
it has to be erased.

It won't come to that.

Pax was, is, a good ship.

Captain on deck!

As you were.

You know,

I don't need
the saluting,

but I like the saluting.
Yeah.

Captain Hunt, may I say
it's a pleasure to have you
on board, sir.

Thank you, ensign.
Sir,

I've taken the liberty
to prepare a briefing report
on the status of the ship.

Page One summarizes
our current situation. Now,
if you need more information,

of course we have prepared
supplementary texts
explaining everything

we have done
to modify this ship over
the last 300 years.

Thank you, ensign.
Also, sir,

we've taken the liberty
to prepare quarters

for your use
while you're on the ship.
You'll find fresh linens

already on the bed
and fresh coffee on the desk
in your office.

That is very considerate
of you.

Now, that's an ensign.

You like that?

What's not to like?

There you are.

Lieutenant Pierce.
You run a fine starship.

All it needs is a captain.

You would fit the bill.

Why didn't you ever
officially assume command?

I thought about it.
It just seemed wrong, somehow.

You've been senior officer
for 300 years, now.

I think you're more
than qualified.

And once we get
the Pax up and running,

she'll need a captain.

Well, perhaps we could discuss
this over an officer's dinner.

2100 hours?

I'll dress for the occasion.

Could we make it 8:00?
It's a low blood sugar thing.

Oh, well, we can't have that,
can we?

Ensign, would you please show
Capt. Valentine
to the Officer's Mess?

Oh, and I recommend
the Antares kelp patties.

Yeah, they're really good.
Yeah.

Maru, establish
virtual reality interface

with Pax Magellanic's
A.I. core.

Interface established.

Can silicon cry?
Do computers weep?

Can silicon cry?
Do computers weep?

Magellanic?

Magellanic,
it's me, Andromeda.

The Andromeda Ascendant?

What is the binary code
for sadness?

What are
the mathematics of tears?

What are
the mathematics of tears?
Please, I'm trying to help.

Replay memory archives.

Show me what happened
the day the planet exploded.

Access denied!
Access denied!

This is High Guard
emergency override Reg. 997.

Authorization
Andromeda Ascendant.

Access denied!
Access denied!

Magellanic, please.
Let me help.

Access.

Everyone in Hangar Deck 14!

I need every ground combatant
we've got.

Full assault armor.
It's gonna be nasty out there.

The day of the battle.

What about me?

I need you here.

I need you here.
I need you here.

You don't belong here.
You don't belong here!

Get out of me!

With any luck,

after dinner we'll have
another ship in our fleet.

Dylan, the ship.

She isn't lucid.

She didn't even remember me.

I had to override her system
to enter the memory archives,

and even then,
she threw me out.

My sister.
She didn't even recognize me.

Keep trying.

Somewhere deep inside,

she knows
you're trying to help.

You'll get through.

I know you will.

So, Rev...

what is the deal
with their cells?

Have they discovered
the fountain of youth?

I'm afraid eternal life

remains a secret
of the Divine.

So, are they frauds?
No.

The cell sample they gave me
confirms their claims.

They really are
over 300 years old.

But, since we have arrived,

we have continued
to age normally.

So, whatever's keeping them
so perfectly preserved,

it is not the debris

or any pervasive
local condition.

Well, keep looking, Rev.

Maybe it's my pilot's gut,
but something tells me

this crew is not
flying straight and level.

Am I to understand
you're asking their commander
to join us?

That's the plan.

You might want to ask her
another question first.

Which is?

Ask her who destroyed
that planet.

Because you and I both know

Nietzscheans don't destroy
habitable worlds.
Particularly not while

they're standing on them.

Well, maybe it was accidental.

The only Nietzschean weapon
capable of destroying a planet

is a Maxim Charge,
containing two AS4V.

An analysis of
the planetary debris
revealed none.

There could have been
a geologic instability,

or an asteroid collision.
I've also ruled out
natural causes.

You're saying the Commonwealth
destroyed the planet.

I'm saying draw
your own conclusions.

Now you try.

All right.

Ah! My foot. Ah.

It's all in the wrist, kid.
Let me show you the magic.

Yeah, Dutch, this is all a lot
of fun and everything.

But if we don't at least try
to fix the slipstream drive,

Dylan'll kill me.

You are a stubborn lad,
aren't you?

Yeah. It's one of my more,
say, charming qualities.

Mind if I ask you a question?

Shoot.

Why did you weld the door shut
to the slipstream drive

in the first place?

Well,
I could tell you I did it

to protect people
from radiation,

but the truth of it is,
I got sick of looking at it,

just sitting there,
inert, mocking me.

It must have killed ya,
not being able to fix it.

I mean,
I can't relate to that,

Especially for
the first hundred years.
but it must have killed ya.

But then I thought,
what's the difference.

We're still alive,
aren't we?

Ah, family.

How did you know
what I was thinking?

It's natural.

You're worried
about your sister.

She won't let me help her.
It's almost self-destructive.

Sounds like my dad.

Growing up,

I used to sneak
into his quarters at night,
just to watch him sleep.

It was the only time
I ever saw him at peace.

I used to think
I could help him.

I used to blame myself.

I guess what I'm saying is,
There may come a time

when you've done
all you can do,

and you just gotta let go.

Is that what you did?

Let go?

No. No, I guess not.

So tell me, captain,

how did you spend
your 300 year furlough?

Frozen on the edge
of an event horizon.

Three centuries gone in
a fraction of a second.

Count yourself lucky.

Me, I, I felt
every single tick-tock.

How did you spend the time?

Well, let's see.
I grew a rose garden.

I memorized
the Commonwealth Chronicles.

Oh, and Earth opera.

Ah. I'm afraid I'm not
very well-versed

in ancient music.

It's all right.
It's Die Fliegenderhollander.

It's about a sea-captain

condemned to roam
the seas eternally,

without purpose.

This is the overture.

You can almost hear the waves
swelling and falling.

You might say
it's become my theme song.

To roam the seas eternally...

without purpose.

Maybe I can help you
rediscover that purpose.

I can rest but I cannot cry.

I can rest but I cannot cry.

The day the planet exploded,
but where's the crew?

There's no future in there.
There's only the past.

There's no future in there.
There's only the past.

There's no future in there.
There's only the past.

There's no future in there.
There's only the past.

There's no future in there.
There's only the past.

That's an order, lieutenant.

That's an order, lieutenant.

That's an order, lieutenant.

All day, into the night, I...

walked around Astoshi Tarn,

just looking
at all the buildings,
the inspiration,

and then there I stood this,
plebe on furlough...

staring up
at this huge bronze statue
of Sani nax Rifati,

my lifelong hero.

And it hit me.

This is where
he lived and wrote.

This is where
he fought and died.

For a second there,
you sounded like Warrick.

I'm sorry. Please, go on.

Tarn Vedra may be
a lost world,

but the principles
it embodied,

the sense of purpose.

There's not a day
that I don't feel them.

I wish I still felt that.

You can.

Join me.

Help me restore
the Commonwealth.

You don't know
how long I've waited

for someone to say that.

I'm not asking this lightly.

If you leave this sector,

whatever's keeping you
from aging, it, it may stop.

At least
we'd be going someplace.

Dylan.

It was her.

Pierce.

She blew up the planet.
She killed her captain.

Jill?

Jill, I need the truth.
Now.

It was me.

I killed him.

I killed them all.

Warrick was overrun.

Sky Falls was dead.

Warrick's situation
was desperate, and he...

he called down friendly fire.

To prevent his capture.

He ordered it.
I didn't want to.

Jill...

it was his call.

Under torture,
he could have revealed

sector troop positions,

fleet movements,
orders of battle.

He had to prevent that.
But it didn't matter!

We still lost...

and I killed him.

I killed them all.

I used kinetic missiles.

There must have been
some sort of chain reaction.

The entire planet
just shattered.

And it was all for nothing.

Why didn't you tell us
any of this before?

I should have.

But after 300 years
trying to forget that day.

I guess I just convinced myself
that it never happened.

Maybe this is what
the Pax is repressing.

Now that I know,
I might be able to help her.

See what you can find out.

Well, that explains it.

I think I know what's wrong
with your,

slipstream drive there, Dutch.

It's missing!

Well, that's the wildest
damn thing.

It was there
the last time I checked.

Dutch, something as big
and inanimate

as a slipstream drive's
exotic matter pulser

doesn't just run away
on its own.

It has to be forcibly ejected.

Like this?

For years, I felt like
my hands were dirty.

Like I couldn't
wash them enough,

the hands that killed him.

Jill, it's survivor's guilt.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You know,
people wonder what it's like

to live so long.

But it's like death.

That's the irony, isn't it?

'Cause I can't die.

You are alive for a reason.

Hold on to that.

I'm sorry.

That was inappropriate.

That's...

it's okay.

It's okay.

You're so damn stubborn.

I hate stubborn lads.

Shocked to see me?

Give it to me.

Magellanic,
I think I can help,

but you have to show me
what happened the day
Warrick died.

Come on, that's it.
You can do it.

High Guard engineers.
They're so touchy!

Dylan, get away from her!

They're trying to kill us.
Who?

Jill, what the hell
is going on?

Watch this.

I tricked the A.I.
into initiating

an android diagnostic program.

Dutch, the whole crew,
the babe.

They're all androids.

She was so human.

We've gotta get out of here
before the ship

manages to reboot
the androids.

My god. Rommie.

She used
the Maru's virtual net

to enter
the Pax's memory archives.

We have to get her
out of there.

Let's go!

Uh-oh! Looks like nap-time's
almost over.

Rommie.

Rommie! Can you hear me?

She tried to send
a power surge through me.

Maximum thrusters.
Let's blow out of here!

Rev, we're coming home, fast!

Is there trouble?

Trouble?
Uh, you might say that.

I can't launch.

The hangar doors
won't respond.

Dylan, I don't know
if it's pertinent
to your current situation,

but I've discovered
something disturbing
about Lieutenant Pierce.

What? That she's
a psychotic android
with a grudge?

I was going to say she's not
on the crew manifest.

Of course not.

"Pax" is Latin for "peace".
Peace, Pierce.

Jill, Ma-jill-anic.

Jill Pierce
is the Pax Magellanic,

the ship made flesh.

She's the one ordering
these androids to kill us.

I can't believe
I didn't see it sooner.

The life signs
must've been faked.

Pax changed her avatar.
We used to call her Maggie.

All this time,
I've been trying

to save her from herself?

There's a simple solution.
Erase it.

If you erase her,
you kill her!

Rommie,
we don't have a choice.

Access code Lexic-Dark-52...

Dylan, wait!
Whatever is wrong with her,

the Pax is still
a sentient ship

and your fellow
High Guard officer.

Who is trying to kill us.

But she took an oath
to die for
the Commonwealth's principles,

the same oath
that you and I took.
If you just kill her,

without investigating,
without applying
those principles,

then her life was meaningless.

So what do we do?

The ship is hiding something.
Whatever is causing all of this.

If I could just go back
into the memory archives,
maybe I can fix it.

All right.

But I'm going in there
with you.

You're risking your lives
to save a machine.

She's not just a machine.

She's family.

Watch our backs.

All right, Rommie,
let's do this.

She's usually here to meet me.

Magellanic avatar,
show yourself.

Why did you come in here?

I'm here as an officer
of the Commonwealth...

to make an inquiry
into a matter of justice.

Justice?
You're trying
to murder my crew.

Dylan, I would never try
to hurt you.

You hurt my crew, you hurt me.

Call off your androids.

You're a fair man.

Otherwise, you would
have erased me already.

Okay, this is getting weird.

Getting?

Pax Magellanic,
what happened that day?

Someone tried to kill me.

I had to defend myself.

You were in battle.

Of course, people were trying
to kill you.

Not just anyone.

Warrick. My own captain.

Go.

Jill, can you hear me?
Sky Falls is dead.

The Nietzscheans have
just launched fighters
to board you.

Initiate
a self-destruct sequence.

No! We can escape.

No. I can't risk your capture.

You contain all
the strategic commands

for the sector.

The sector? We've already
lost two galaxies.

Tarn Vedra's been
completely cut off.

Look,

it's time we start thinking
about ourselves.

I've run multiple scenarios.
We can escape to San Ska Re.

You have your orders.
Initiate the sequence.

But you,

you said you can't live
without me.

Jill, this isn't the time.

This isn't the time.

But this is.

And this.

And this.

And this.

And this.

And most especially this.

Always this.

Forever this.

Jill, listen to me.

You're being emotional
right now.

Isn't that what you wanted?

For me to be emotional?

Look,
I've done the mathematics.

I've programmed myself.

You're programmed to do
what I tell you to do.

Now, destroy yourself.

You don't have a choice.
You're ashamed.

You don't want me to live,

'cause you don't want anyone
to know.

Jill, I've given you
a direct order.

Order refused, sir.

So, you see?
It wasn't my fault.

What happened
to the rest of the crew?

Warrick took them
all planetside.

He left me alone.

I hate being alone.

I missed my human friends,
my favorites.

So, I went into the DNA files

and fabricated them.

Did you ever meet Dutch?

Security systems overridden.

Oh, crap!

Oh!

Oh!

No High Guard duty...

is more difficult
for a captain

than being forced
to erase a ship's A.I,

but you swore an oath

to sacrifice yourself
if necessary.

You were called upon
to perform it,

and you disobeyed.

I swore an oath
to the Commonwealth.

There is no more Commonwealth,

not beyond the three of us.
Tarn Vedra may be lost,

but its principles
are timeless.

What you did was wrong,
and we have to make it right.

I'm sorry, Dylan.

I don't think
you can make it right.

Here's an interesting part
of the opera.

After the captain
rejects his lover,

she decides
life has no purpose,

and then the ship's crew
begins to sing,

sing about their voyage
of eternal damnation.

We need to get out of here.

Yeah, tell me something
I don't know.

You all right?
Yeah.

Can we go now?

What happened?

You missed Tyr's cavalry act.

They were playing Wagner.

It's the most fun I've had
in about six months.

Thank you.

Preparing to return fire.

Dylan.

Pax, you have to stop this!

Don't make things worse
than they already are.

You've been
a good little sister,
Andromeda.

I wish there were another way.

We can't continue
to shoot down her missiles.

Some of them are going
to sneak through.

You tried to help,

but there's no cure
for the pain of love.

Return fire?

Enough to neutralize
her missile batteries.

Don't destroy the vessel.

Missiles away.

The P is breaking up.

There's no way
our weapons burst
could have caused all that.

She let down her defenses.
She made us destroy her.

Pax , why?
Why are you doing this?

Dylan, I never told you

the end
of "The Flying Dutchman".

After the captain
rejects his lover,

she throws herself
into the sea,

hoping she'll find in death

the purpose she was missing
in her life.

This has been
a 300 year nightmare,

and it's finally over.

May her tortured soul
find eternal peace.

Next time I tell you about
a derelict High Guard ship,

tell me to go away.

You were just trying to help.

And I guess I was just trying
to recapture the past.

Yeah, well,
you had it good back then.

Mission briefs highlighted
in three colors,

smiles and spit-shines,
saluting.

If I'd grown up with that,

I'd probably
want it back, too.

Structure. Rules.
Captains like those things.

But the most important thing,
I've already got.

A crew I can depend on.

I suppose now
would be a bad time

to put in for vacation?

Uh, yeah.

Damn.

It's a simple enough equation.

Fractal mathematics,

water flow, surface tension.

Harper even
built me tear ducts,

but I'm not sure
how to use them.

Many of the Divine's gifts
are like that.

They're always there,
but we don't appreciate them...

until we need them.

Back there,
you prayed for her soul.

Do you believe
A.I.'s have souls?

I believe anything
that can love...

has a soul.

Have you ever felt love?

I've learned...

that it's dangerous to love.

It can drive you crazy.

Then, perhaps,

that's what tears are for.