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With any luck,
we'll be back with Ortiz
before you get this,

but in case
you're looking for us,

we're headed for Benisara
to look for her there.

Mainly because it's the only
system left we haven't searched.

I found the rattle.

If someone can pass me a
hammer, I think I can fix it.

No!

Uh, thank you.

Just note it and we'll take care
of it when we set down.

Noting it.

Okay, I have a question.

I'm all for keeping busy while
the Andromeda's in the shop,

but do you really think
we have a shot here?

I, uh, believe what the
first officer is trying to say

is that this might all be
a colossal waste of time.

Look, Isabella Ortiz
was a great leader.

She put together the
only decent government

in this region of
space since the Fall,

and she would make a powerful
advocate for a new Commonwealth.

Provided she's still alive.

Are you forgetting the Kalderans

wiped her little Alliance
off the map?

What he said. The Kalderans may
have been Commonwealth members,

but since the Fall, they've
been attacking anything

that resembles
interstellar government.

They were always
reluctant members.

The Vedrans forced them into
the old empire at gunpoint.

So now they're killing

anyone who threatens
to restore civilization.

How enlightened.

Enlightened. Practical
for them, I suppose.

Ow! Oh, my tail!

Trance, be careful.

And we brought her along why?

You know, Dylan, I've
been thinking about Ortiz.

I mean, it takes
someone really amazing

to put together an
alliance of twenty systems

and then hold them
together all by herself.

And then, once the
Kalderans attacked,

she still managed
to make sure that Benisara
came out all right.

Which makes it the perfect
place for her to hide.

Sure, if she were a Nietzschean,

but to do something like that,

she must really care
about people,

especially people
who are hurting.

And since the place
that was hardest hit

by the Kalderans was
Sporog's Anvil...

That is why we
bring her along. Beka?

I'm already on it.
Sporog's Anvil, it is.

Oh, yeah, this place is
much nicer than Benisara.

What happened here?

The Kalderans happened,
apparently.

Cartego Delenda Est.

It's Old Earth. It means
"total destruction. "

Okay. Well, according to
the automated ATC Center,

this is the only
real settlement left,

and it's really just
an ore-processing center

for the mining outpost.

Which should make Ortiz a lot
easier to find.

Assuming she's here.

And provided
the locals will talk.

You may like to look a
little less conspicuous.

After you.

This woman, Ortiz - You realize
that even if we do find her,

the things we've heard
might be more myth than fact.

She did put together an
alliance. We know that much.

Yeah, and if this is where
she ended up for her troubles,

she might not want any
part of another one.

And another
five-star establishment.

I can't believe it's
not in the guidebook.

Hey, congratulations.
Your first?

What do you care?

Hi, I wonder if you could
help me.

Only if you want to get drunk.

Fine. Uh, we'll have
what she was having.

Okay, four glasses of fermented
mare's milk coming up.

-That'll be, uh...
-Fifty gelders?

And another one hundred if
you'll answer some questions.

Her name's Cory,
not Ortiz.

She usually comes in
after the dog shift.

She's a miner?

A doctor. But she goes where
the patients are, the mines.

She's got an office
set up in the back.

All right, who parked that
rust-bucket in the south field?

It's my ship, if
that's what you mean.

What business you got there?

They're looking for
a woman named Ortiz.

Is that so? You didn't
even pay your landing fee.

Okay. What's the fee?

For you? Too much.

Isabella Ortiz.

Cory, get back!

So much for making a
good first impression.

He is the last guardian
of a fallen civilization,

a hero from another time.

Faced with a universe in chaos,

Dylan Hunt recruits
an unlikely crew

and sets out
to re-unite the galaxies.

On the starship Andromeda ,
hope lives again

He drew first,
he went down.
That's the way it goes.

If you want him to get help,
I suggest we all ease off.

But in case you'd rather not...

these are High Guard force
lances, that's a Nietzschean.

Any questions?

Your bar, your call.

We didn't come here
looking for any trouble.

-Is he okay?
-It's not bad.

That's easy for you to say.

All right, everybody,
show's over. Put 'em away.

The next round is on them.

You! Hsigo! Pick him
up and bring him along.

President Ortiz,

my name is Dylan Hunt.
I'd like to talk to you.

Damn it, Hsigo, now!

Madame President,
please, I...

Go to hell.

Look, I just want to talk to -

Hey, hey. You haven't
paid for your drinks yet.

When are you gonna learn?

Well, I thought that...

You didn't think. A
closed room, one of you,

four of them - all packing
High Guard firepower?

-Better?
-Yeah.

-Hey, can we talk?
-It's your bar.

I have nothing to say to you.

I'm betting you
change your tune

after you hear me out,
Madame Ortiz.

My name isn't Ortiz.

I think we can trust him.

If you want trust, hand
over the force lance.

-Must be important.
-It is.

Gorejon, keep an eye
on the Hammer?

What about her?

I'm her doctor,
she's my bartender.

We don't have secrets.

Easy there, Tiger.

Alcohol doesn't affect me
the same way it does you.

Oh, yeah, like that
time on Difta Five?

Next you'll tell me
you've got a hollow leg.

No, but I know where
to get one.

You work for the company?

Come to find out
what we're up to?

You tell the company we
don't break easy, Nietzschean.

If you need me to tell them
that, it's probably not true.

You think I'm some dumb
rock-eater

who rolls over for an
über with a big gun?

I've fought Kalderans.

How lovely for you.

What makes you think I'm Ortiz?

Well, gee, I don't know.

Do you have a twin?

Identity can be
a tricky thing.

I mean, take you.
You don't exactly look
like a High Guard captain.

I was, uh, trying
to be inconspicuous.

Too bad it didn't work
with your bodyguard.

He's not my bodyguard.

He's a friend,
an overprotective friend.

Ah. And what did you do
to need overprotection?

Cory and the mining company

don't get along too well,
that's all.

I don't like the way
they treat people.

Neither would Ortiz.

For the last time,
I'm not Ortiz.

Then why did, uh, Gorejon
think we were after you?

You've been waving my
picture all over town.

Huh. It's funny, he
never looked at it.

You'd better tell him.

Ortiz is dead.

I was a doctor,

and after the war
I was put in the mines

for selling medicine
on the black market.
That's when I met her.

She showed up
after the Kalderans left,

blaming herself for
everything that happened.

I didn't even know who she was,

but she helped me
set up this clinic -

actually talked
the company into it.

She supplied the gear

and off-world contacts
to get medicine.

Then, about two years go,
a bounty hunter showed up.

The Kalderans' bounty was
"Dead or Alive".

He went for dead.

If he killed her, then, why
is the contract still open?

Because we shot
that bastard down
right where you're standing.

Cory took Ortiz's identity
to keep supplies coming in

and to maintain
her endorsement

with the company to
practice medicine.

Then I hired Gorejon
to keep Cory safe.

It was about three years later
when I realized whose face
I was actually wearing.

I guess by then
I got used to it.

You got used to looking
like the most wanted person

in the Greater Magellanic Cloud.

You know,
th-that's a bit of a reach.

Let's just say
I have my reasons.

Tell you what.

We've got a digital sample
of Ortiz's DNA on our ship.

We can check it against yours.

I'll do you one better. Give
me a brain-scan. It won't match.

Your friends seem
to think it would.

They told me you
might be on Benisara.

And these friends, did they
have names she would know?

Ferina Neroti
and Michael Okimata.

Assuming that means anything,

why would Ortiz's friends
want to help you?

They wanted us to find you
before the Kalderans did.

We're a few steps ahead of them,
but it's only a
matter of time before...

I think that's them now. Beka?

Dylan, incoming ship.

Maru's sensors say
it's a Kalderan patrol craft.

Kalderans. We're
getting off this planet.

Get down!

A bomb!

That was no bomb.
It was a mortar.

Kalderans. One of
their big eighty-eights.

They're range finding.

And they're getting closer.

My baby.
I have to get out of here!

Wait. Wait. Wait! You
go out there right now

while they're shelling,
you're as good as dead.

She's right. This place
used to be a bunker.

Right now, it's about the
safest place you can be.

All right, moment of truth.

We leave and let you
explain to the Kalderans
why you aren't Ortiz,

or you admit that you are,
and we stay. Which is it?

What does it matter?
The important thing now
is to protect these people.

President Isabella Ortiz, it's
an honor to finally meet you.

That was close.

Beka, force lance.

What do you expect
to do with those?

I'm setting effectors to
artillery-intercept mode.

It'll buy us some time.

Tyr, plant it just
off the north wall.

Beka, you cover him and make
sure these people stay put.

You! Cover me over on
the window over here.

They cut the power.

Now!

Your High Guard toys
had better work.

No kidding.

Is she okay?

Poor thing. She lost her
family to the Kalderans,

and then her husband
to the mines.

She just came here to
see Cory for a prenatal,

and now she's stuck
here like the rest of us.

Here, take this.

Thank you.

We'll keep you safe.
I promise.

They've done it. They're
intercepting the mortars.

Till they run out of ammo,
anyway.

And then what?

If we're still here, we won't
need my ship to get into orbit.

A stop-gap solution, at best.

I know. That's why I'm gonna
take out the Kalderan position

before they can set
anything else up.

You'll do nothing
of the sort.

What?

You're wounded.

I've had a lot worse.

I'm sure.

More to the point, then.

If we've got any chance
of survival,

someone's got to
motivate that bar rabble

and turn them into a
credible fighting force.

You're not much of a
people person, are you, Tyr?

You do what you do best.
If it's all the same to you,

I'll take my chances
with the Kalderans.

Fine. But come back alive.

Seal the entrance!

Where's Tyr?

He's paying the
Kalderans a little visit.

Lucky Kalderans.

-You're hurt.
-I'm fine.

Come on, let's take a look.

-Trance?
-Huh?

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm just...thinking.

We've intercepted their mortars.

They should be coming at
us with all guns blazing.

Not right away. Kalderans
evolved from pack-hunters.

They tend to make their
decisions collectively.

That'll take a little time.

Except when the Kalderans
do come to a plan,

they follow it through
to the bitter end.

Don't underestimate
them - not for a second.

Is that what happened to you?

Thanks.

Do you have any
portable heat lamps?

Uh, a few. Why?

Eventually they'll come
at us with small arms,
and when they do,

the lamps will confuse
their infrared sensors.

I'll give you a hand.

I got an idea. If the
Kalderans want Ortiz so bad,

why don't we just
give her to them?

Poetic justice if you ask me.

Isabella Ortiz
was a great leader.

Yeah. Great at bringing the
Kalderans down on our heads.

She did it before, and now
it's all happening again.

I say give 'em what they
want and be done with it!

You just try it!

You think you could stop
me, you overgrown grape?

I know this might be a
stretch for you, but think!

You're twice as big as me,
and you look pretty scary,

but I am still standing
up to you.

So either I'm crazy, or I'm
really, really dangerous.

Would you like to guess which?

Didn't think so.

All right. No one is going out
that door until this is over.

We're in it together.

I'll go get the heat lamps.

President Ortiz,
this is my medical officer,
Trance Gemini.

I'd like the two of you to
take all of the noncombatants
into the back room and set up...

No! I'm not going back there!
I don't care, I just want out!

-Jadis! Jadis! Listen. Listen!
-Let go! Get your hands off me!

Listen to me! Everything
is gonna be all right.

We're here to protect you.

Gorejon!

No!

Trance! Trance!

Oh! Ow! My tail! Oh! Oh!
My tail is hurt! My tail!

Trance, try to relax.
Try to relax. Trance,
it's gonna be okay. Shhhh.

-He's...
-...dead. He's dead.

Gorejon, you stupid piece
of crap, what did you do?

He died protecting
you. He died a hero.

No, he died. He died,
it's gonna break Cory's heart,
and that's it.

There's no heroes here, Captain,

just corpses that
haven't fallen over yet.

-Saphia, you can't...
-I know, I know. I'm just -

I'm tired of pulling
tarps over people's heads.

Here. Have a shot of this.
It'll help with the pain.

Why couldn't they just
have killed me?
It would've hurt way less.

Well, that depends on your
point of view.

I tell you what.
I know this is hard for you,
so I'll make you a deal.

I'll be brave if you will.

Deal.

The Kalderans have fallen back,
so let's make the most of it.

I, uh, take it
you got a plan?

Always. I want you
and Hsigo to stay on watch,
but choose your shots.

Tyr's still out there
and we don't have the ammo

-for target practice.
-Got it.

You. I want you to cut
crosshatches into the tabletops.

Bolt the pieces to the windows.

That'll give us
a little more cover

and block the Kalderans'
view of the place.

All right, I need a clear
path from the door to the bar.

I want you to wall it off
with anything and everything
that you can find.

What for?

It's a kill zone. We'll be able
to move around the perimeter,

but the Kalderans
will get bottled up

when they assault
through the front door.

Okay, so what about me?
What can I do?

I noticed some tanks
of ammonia and crates
of chlorine powder in the back.

Yeah, it's the Makra. They
can't get enough of the stuff.

Okay, one container of
ammonia and one of chlorine.

You wanna make grenades?

What? They didn't teach you
how to mix those things
in bartender's school?

I can't believe that it's
gone. My tail is gone.

I didn't even get to
say goodbye to it.
It was so pretty. My poor tail.

Make sure
you secure that.

-So, how are we looking?
-Like targets.

You know, I've gotten used to
people shooting at me
whenever you're around,

but couldn't you have picked
a more scenic location?

I mean, a ramshackle
bar on a backwater world

whose main export seems
to be miserable people?

I told you this was
gonna be an adventure.

An adventure. Sure. Excuse me
while I try to contain myself.

You know, these people-
it's not their fault
they're miserable.

That's why you and I are
gonna survive this thing.

So we can work on making
their lives better,

even if it is just
a little at a time.

If I didn't think that were
true, I wouldn't be here.

But in case we don't
make it through the night,

thanks for the adventure.

We aim to please.

Hey.

Our little patient's
doing very well.

-Hi!
-How you holding up there,
soldier?

I'm pretty good.
I'm actually really good,
except my tail is gone.

My butt kinda hurts.
You wanna look?

Uh. No. You rest.

All right.

It's pain-killer.
Very effective.

I can see that.

Thanks for taking
care of her.

I didn't do much. I
just patched her up.

That's what I want to
talk to you about...

patching things up.

Restoring the Commonwealth
isn't patching things up,
it's major surgery.

It'll probably do more harm
than good to the patient.

Look around you, Cory.
Do you really think
things can get much worse?

That's the problem.

Every time I imagine things
can't possibly get any worse -

well, I've learned that the
universe if full of surprises.

There are bad surprises,
but there's also
the occasional good one.

There's a perfect
possibility out there.

You just have to
want it badly enough.

That's a beautiful dream,
Captain Hunt.

But it's not up to you.

Or me.

Get down!

We've got an incoming
Nietzschean. The Kalderans
are following him home.

Cover him until he's inside.

He's inside.

I took out their mortars before
they got a fix on my position.

But Dylan, another
scout ship is landing,

and they're bringing
in more artillery.

They're not going away.

I don't belong here.
I don't belong here!

Hey. Here, take this.

Now anyone scaly comes
through that door,

you point that at them and
you squeeze that trigger.

Do whatever you have to
to protect that baby, okay?

So will I.

Dylan!

That'll teach you
people to bust up my bar!

Saphia, what are you doing?
Get down!

Ortiz, get the hell out of here!

Have you both lost your minds?

We're all clear. Another probe?

They're moving off to regroup.

How could I let this happen?

Cory, we'll be fine.

You know that's not true.
There's only a way out of this.

I know what I have to do.
I should have done it
when the shooting started.

I'm not gonna let that
happen. Out of the question.

All right. Both of you,
back room.
We're gonna talk. Right now.

That sounds like...

Maybe now they'll go away.

You! Give them the
body. Then we can leave.

I'm sorry, but that's
not gonna happen.

Then you! You do it!

It's not gonna make
a bit of difference.

Of course it will
make a difference!

They'll see she's dead.
They'll stop shooting at us.

Please! Then I could go home.

Is it over yet?

Stay back!

My head hurts.

Cory?

Dylan, what ha--

How you feeling, Trance?

The painkiller's kinda
worn off and my tail hurts.

I promised Cory I'd be brave.

You're always brave.

Yeah.

Take her into the back room
and comfort her, okay?
Just calm her down.

Yeah.

The pregnant woman is right.

We hand the body over
to the Kalderans,
and we walk right out of here.

Do we?

I just wanted to go home.

It's not my fault.
I just wanted to go home.

So you made sure
Cory never will?

What's going to happen
to me? To my baby?

Your future, your baby's

It's all in your hands.
It always has been.

I've done a terrible thing.

Yes, you have.

But,

what matters now is that
you're going to have a daughter,

a healthy baby girl.

And if you do everything you can
to make sure
her life is a good one,

she could become a healer,
someone who will help millions.

Like Ortiz?

Yes. You can't undo
what you've done,

but if you would like
to make things better,

you're going to have to be
the kind of person
she needs you to be.

Nice work, guys.
Now, stay sharp.
Keep those windows covered.

They're shelling us again.

Looks like the honeymoon's over.

-It's not your fault, you know.
-Isn't it?

I gave Jadis
that gun. I told her...

You told her to protect herself.

And Cory is dead because she
listened. Jadis listened to me.

Jadis made her own choice.

You know, I appreciate
what you're trying to do,
but the truth is,

this is my responsibility.

All of it.

Jadis? Oh, you poor thing.

Listen to me.
You were scared.
You were confused.

And I didn't help you
like I should have.
So don't blame yourself.

All right?

I know Cory would forgive you.

We need to talk.
Trance, give us a minute.

Dylan, what about--

Take her with you.

It's okay. You'll be all right.

Tyr and Beka
are out there. No one
will give you any trouble.

Is there something on
your mind, Captain Hunt?

Ten years the Kalderans
been hunting Ortiz.

And who finally gets her?

A scared little pregnant girl.
Good for her.

You're all heart, Hsigo.
What'd Ortiz ever do to you?

The worst thing someone
can do. She gave me hope.

Seven years of my life
I gave her, in the Alliance
Self-Defense forces.

We fought the Kalderans to the
very end. But what'd it get me?

Dead friends, a busted face, and
a nothing job on a dead planet.

You know the worst part?

I didn't even know
what she looked like.

Our great leader, and I
didn't even recognize her
when I was right next to her.

I understand you
better than you think.

No one made you fight
for Ortiz or the Alliance.

That was your call.

Yeah, she might have
given you hope, but if you
didn't want it so bad,

you wouldn't have
fought so hard.

You shouldn't blame Ortiz
for what happened to you.

You should thank her.

You know, for someone
who wanted to talk,
you're being awfully quiet.

I was just wondering, if we gave
Ortiz's body to the Kalderans

and they tested her
DNA, what would happen?

These days, it's almost
as easy for someone

to change their looks
as it is their clothes.

So, given a choice, why
would the most hunted woman

in twenty systems keep
the face she was born with?

Ortiz-- Cory--

never made a decision
without looking to you.

And Gorejon didn't sacrifice
himself for Cory.

He died for you.

Well, that doesn't
prove anything.

No, maybe.

But I recognize the look
in your eyes,
when Gorejon died, and Cory.

It was the look of a person
who's seen more death
than she should.

Saphia,
what do you say we just

drop all the lies you've
built up over the
years and get to the truth.

It's difficult to
know where to start.

Why don't you start with Cory.

Cory was her nickname.

She was a Corps Woman
in the Benisari Dragoons.

I was just a district governor
when they assigned her
to my bodyguards.

It was her idea
to switch identities
as a last line of defense.

Gorejon came later,
but it didn't take him long
to figure out the truth.

He was a lot smarter
than he looked.

Then why did he stay?

Because he thought-
they both thought--

that we'd rejoin the fight,

just pick up the
pieces and try again.

But nobody wants a
Commonwealth, Captain.

There's just too many people
invested in the status quo.

Too many people with money
and weapons and power.

You're no better than me,
Dylan Hunt.

Hell, given enough
time, you will be me.

Listen.

The force lance on the north
side has run out of effectors.

If we set up a diversion,

do you think you could take
out the new mortar battery?

What for? Ortiz is dead.
Your mission is finished.

It's not finished, and
Ortiz is very much alive.

-Her?
-Her.

So now what?

Now we give the
Kalderans what they want.

Look, you can't just hand
her body over to them.

The Kalderans are gonna
figure out it's not really me,

and even if we manage
to fool them,

they're still gonna come in
when they run out of mortars,

just to be sure.

Giving up the body
will delay them,

so the attack will happen
on my timetable, not theirs.

And when they
come in and kill us,

it'll be on our own terms,
at least. That's great.

Listen to me.

I came here looking for
someone I could believe in.

Instead I found you,
well, so be it.

But now I'm stuck here,

and when the Kalderans come
walking through that door,

I'm gonna do everything
I can to beat them.

'Cause my fight's not
over until I say it is.

So, you either help, or you
stay the hell out of my way.

Hsigo, give me a hand.

She's Ortiz? The real Ortiz?

All this time you've
been right under my nose.

In the flesh.

So who was she?

Just another deluded sap
who took a bullet for you?

Well, I've had enough. Time
for you to do your own bleeding!

Damn.

You got that right.

No. I wanted to use him.

Well, as he is, he would make an
interesting conversation piece.

The Kalderans knew
where to find Ortiz.

When did Hsigo show up here?

About a week before you did.

That's right about when we heard
the Kalderans were close.

The Kalderans' inside man.

Yeah. He'd be perfect for a
little operational deception.

But now he's dead.

Well, whatever happened to
him, he brought it on himself.

But the problem is,
Hsigo was right.

If I were the saint
everyone thinks I am,

this would've been over
hours ago. But I'm not.

Even in the old days as Ortiz,
I was frightened all the time.

When the Kalderans attacked
my Alliance, I panicked.

I fell apart.

And without my leadership,
the Alliance crumbled.

All because I couldn't
face my own enemies.

But I am tired of being afraid.

I'm gonna end this. Now.

Saphia, wait! You are
not walking out that door.

So you made mistakes, you
let people down. Who hasn't?

You can still make up
for the past.

When we walk out of here, we do
it together, all of us, alive.

Give 'em hell, Tyr.

They've taken Cory's body.

Tracking.

They've stopped. About
three hundred meters out.

Figure ten, maybe fifteen
minutes to test her DNA.

That isn't much time.

Then we'd better not
waste any.

It's all right.
It's all right.

They're coming, aren't they?

I will protect you, okay?
I promise.

There's not gonna be much of
a bar left after this is over.

Well, it never really
was much of a bar.

It was always kinda
standing in for something.

And now?

I'm done standing in.

Let's bring it!

No! Jadis!

Trance!

Pack hunters.

I don't remember
calling the cavalry.

Forget the cavalry.

Someone needs
to call the cleaning service.

Are you all right?

My tail itches.

Then it isn't really gone,
is it?

All of this, for
me. I'm not worth it.

Your friends seem
to think you are.

Maybe it's time you
proved them right.

Dylan, we're just about
ready to go.

Well, it's been real, it's
been fun, but I can't say I -

-Beka?
-Right. I'll prep the Maru.

Captain,

what about me?

There's no way to make
up for what you did,

but do right by that child
and maybe it'll be a start.

Why don't you come with me?

I'd like to check on
that baby before we leave.

So, what now?

Oh, we'll go to
the Sintii board of directors,

Tell them Ortiz is dead.

You should be safe after that.

They'll just have
to find someone else

to negotiate the new
Commonwealth Constitution.

Well, if it were that simple,
why'd you even come for me?

I thought you were
worth the risk.

Dylan!

I may not be worth
the risk, but you are.

Saphia? You coming with us?

The name's Isabella.
Isabella Ortiz.

That's the Andromeda?

Baddest ship
in the known worlds.

Oh, she's beautiful.

You didn't really believe
us until just now, did you?

Well, I wasn't too
sure about the ship,

but, uh, I am impressed
by her crew.

And, Dylan, thank you.

It's good to be back
in the fight.

I know exactly what you mean.