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Ever since my time on
the Magog world ship,

I've felt lost, confused.

I don't have answers

but it's time I started
asking the questions

wherever they might lead.

Until I see you all again,
know this,

wherever my path may lead
even in the darkest places

I will carry you all
in my heart,

and you will light
my way always.

That's the entire message.

I knew he was having trouble
but I didn't think it was
this bad.

The darkest places,
I don't like the sound of that.

Me neither.

I say we track him down
and drag him back here

whether he wants
to come or not.

Well he's a free...

being.

He's made his will known.

Besides even if we
wanted to find him,

where would we look?

Rev Bem can take care of himself
and if he wants time to be alone

I say we give it to him.

Yeah, easy for you to say.

Harper?
Harper are you in here?

No!

Look I know you're upset
but if Rev has to take off ...

Rev promised me he'd find a way
to get these Magog parasites

out of my gut before
they killed me.

He made me a promise and...

Sit here, come on.

Take your medicine, come on.

It's not working.

Just lie down.

There you go.

Xinti!

Don't let me go!
Hang on to me please!

Hang on! I got you!

Code red. Medical Emergency
in Machine Shop 17.

Dylan what's going
on down there?

It's the Magog larvae in
Harper's stomach.

They're starting to hatch.

Come on, Harper.

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.

Harper should be conscious
in an hour or two,

but I'm not going to lie to
you it's not good.

Details, Trance.

Well, the Magog larvae
in Harper's belly

have developed an immunity

to the medicine
we've been giving him.

They're not going to respond
to any more doses.

Don't tell Harper that.

He has a week at most
and then they're going
to hatch.

That is just great.

Xinti...
Harper?

Xinti.

The Perseids. Of course.

If anyone can help
Harper it's them.

Beka.
I'm on my way.

I should...

You should rest,
save your energy.

The Magog larvae what...

...whatever happens...

Don't worry, Harper.

I won't let them hatch.

We're entering Xinti Space.

Andromeda, relay all our current
information on Harper's
condition

to Technical Director, Hohne.

Ask him for any help
he can provide.

Beka take us in.

Ow! Ow! Double ow!

Harper I have been looking
all over for you.

Liar. You never have to look
for anything, Trance.

You always find what you're
looking for pretty much
right away.

Okay, so I wasn't looking
for you, but as your acting
physician,

I figure that it's time
you got some rest.

Uh! Uh, uh, uh, You never went
to medical school, Trance.

So, you are not
a regular doctor.

Lucky for you I'm not
a regular doctor,

'cause if I were you'd
have been dead months ago.

All right, maybe, maybe,
but I've got less than a week
to live

and I'd like to spend every
second on finding a cure, okay?

Now where's that damn
nanomanipulator?

Thanks.

Hey look, um,

thanks for everything, you know.

Now if you don't mind,
I could use a little peace
and quiet.

Going.

Engineer heal thyself.

Technical Director Hohne.
Thank you for coming.

Harper will be very glad
you're here.

Actually I should
thank you

for bringing this
to my attention.

I've looked at young
Mr. Harper's proposal

for removing
the Magog larvae, Captain.

It's startling.
Ground breaking.

Cutting edge research

with a willing fully
interactive subject.

Mr. Harper's condition
will truly

preset us with
an exciting opportunity.

Once in a lifetime.

Glad to be of service.

Now, if you'll excuse us,
we mustn't

keep our subject waiting.

Rekeeb, the equipment.

Yes, the equipment.

Tell me again
how brilliant he is.

Startlingly, uncompromisingly
brilliant.

One of the greatest minds
of the age.

And Harper's only hope.
Uh-uh.

Boom! No more baby Magog,
miracle cure. Case closed.

So you want to remove the larvae
by folding space?

Alice strings and tesseracts.

Astounding! If we can work out

the specifics of this technology
we should be able to literally

mold space and time to our will.

Yeah that's the general idea.
Uh, frankly though,
I'll be happy

if we can just extract my
unwanted guests.

And uh, you developed this
technology by yourself?

Well technically, I uh,
confiscated it from some very
nasty characters.

The human allies of the Magog.

And their creator.

You better believe it baby.

They used it to walk
through walls,

I'm gonna use it to walk
through walls,

only this time,
uh stomach walls.

Harper are you sure
this is wise?

You barely understand
this technology,
if it doesn't work...

I know, I know. It'll twist
me into an abstract painting.

Harper descending staircase.

Okay, this isn't a joke.

No, it's not, I know.

But the way I see it, Rommie,
I got nothing to loose.

If you don't like Harper's plan
give me an alternative.

I wish I could.

Then we have no choice but
to let him go through with it.

And what if it doesn't work?

What if we have to...

Stop the Magog from hatching?

To kill him.

If it comes to that,
I'll take care of it.

When you recruited
the Maru crew,

I thought they were unreliable,
unprofessional.

Harpers closer to me than any
engineer I've ever had.

Practically closer than any
crew member

that's ever served on me.

Like family.

They all are.

Hell, even Tyr.

We should have maintained
military detachment.

Well, Rommie we didn't.

We couldn't, they needed us
and the truth is

we needed them.

They're all we have.

There.

Maintain the power feed,
let me know if there is
anything else we can do.

Yes, sir.

And transfer the specs
for Harper's machine down
to my quarters.

Rommie, did you ...

Rommie?

Weird.

Battle stations!

all crew man your battle
stations!
Stam?

Thompson?

- Battle stations!
- Thompson!

This is not a drill.
Thompson!

Battle stations!

Captain, all stations
manned and ready.

Elapsed time
3 minutes 27 seconds.

Too slow!

Major Vance.

Kiley!

Battle stations.

Kiley!

Kiley!

Dylan?

How did you get down here?

This isn't deck ten.

Deck 19.

One minute you were
on deck nine,

the next you were
200 meters away.

What happened to you?

I was with our crew.

Our original crew
and they were alive
and they were on this...

ship.

It was Thompson,
I'm sure of it.

It was him, Stam,
even Kiley Vance

were all headed
for battle stations.

Thompson only served
with us for one battle

I know, Hephaistos.

The Nietzscheans ambushed us
and we were frozen in time.

He did die Dylan, I can show you
the records if you want.

I know what I saw, Rommie.

Then what are you suggesting?
Time travel?

It's not just time.

That battle took place over
500,0000 light years from here.

Am I losing it?

Maybe.

If I were it wouldn't be
much of a surprise now would it?

It would be consistent with the
psychological effects of a great
deal of stress.

That's an understatement.

Ever since Hephaistos
my worlds been in pieces.

You know,
if I were hallucinating,

how does that explain
how I disappeared
from your internal sensors, huh?

Or how did I move 200 meters
in just a few seconds?

The problem is I wasn't
programmed or equipped
as a science vessel.

My expertise runs more along
the lines of making
things explode.

Rev Bem was our
theoretical physicist.

Yeah.

He was also our ship's
psychologist.

But he's not here.

No he's not.

Harper is there a chance your
machine is working already?

I wish. Why?

Dylan experienced something
strange on deck nine.

Oh and of course,
it's all my fault.

Well I hate to disappoint you
but we've barely gotten started.

My stomach
is killing me literally.

Dylan is the least
of my problems.

I understand. Let me know
if you need anything.

How about a new gut,
hold the Magog eggs.

Tell me,
you got it all figured out.

Not all but we've made
a good start.

Observe.

You want to add
a photonic resonator?

We need it to maintain absolute
control of the string rotations.

Aha! Because otherwise we'd
end up playing Alice string
roulette in the key of F.

This may actually work.

I must say, two year ago
if you'd have told me that

someday I'd develop
a cutting edge application

of string theory
with a human from Earth

I'd have thought it as likely
as a Borillian meteor shower.

All right, all right.

Look, the two of you
at least pretend

you're not having
so much fun okay?

Remember my life is hanging
by a thread here.

An Alice string.

Oh, see that's exactly
what I'm talking about.

Science jokes.

Mr. Anasazi...

Tyr? You need something?

This is clearly not my quarters.

Harper?

I sincerely hope that you
and your excitable friends
aren't involving me...

In your experiments.

Magog eggs remember?

Tyr, I promise on my
potential list of lab rats,

you are absolutely
100% dead last. Honest.

Did anyone notice
that energy distortion?

Puzzling!

Hull breech
in machine shop 17.

Hull breech?

The machine shop is 50 meters
from an outside bulkhead.

I can't seal it. My control
over the airlocks has been
disrupted somehow.

Come on.

Okay, explain this.

Hello, is somebody there?

You're not supposed
to be here. Help!

Help me!

Oh, no. Hang on, Rekeeb!

Please don't let me go!

Hang on!
I got ya! I got ya!

Oh, please!
Help me.

Please...

Please!

Help!

Go!

Oh, what?

Lovely.

Um, I'm sensing freakiness.

He's uh, some kind of robot.

Uh, he not just
any robot, Trance.

This is one of the killer robots

from the Pax Magellanic that
we fought over a year ago.

You think he's been hiding
here this whole time?

Not likely.

What did you do, Trance?

Hey I haven't done anything,
I swear.

Okay, then give me a theory.

What's your best guess?

Well, I suppose it's possible
that the Maru now

and the Maru then have become

connected somehow,
but if that were true

there's only one
possible explanation.

Space and time have
become very messed up.

Finally!

Can anybody hear us?

Perfectly, sir,

however getting to your location
is another matter entirely.

Every doorway
on this ship

seems to be set on scramble.

Guys we just ran into one
of the Pax Magellanic
killer robots

from over a year ago.

Trance thinks that time
and space

have become distorted somehow.

I said it was just a guess.

The crewmen in the hallway

Harper's tesseracting device,
it has to be.

I told Rommie,
it's not working yet.

Maybe it doesn't have
to work now to affect now.

If the device you're building
can reshape space

and time it might
also be distorting it.

From the time
it was completed, yes.

In the future.

Holy freaking Kali melons.
So when we finish the device

and activate it,
it's gonna send out

some kind of temporal
shock waves.

Yes. Backwards
in time until now.

Temporal flux.

Oh, Dear!

Problem solved,
you've already stopped

working on the device,

now we disassemble it.
Immediately.

I wish we could.

Unfortunately under
the current circumstances

finding the correct machine shop
is going to be rather difficult.

And I, uh, took the liberty
of, uh, assembling several
miniature robots

to begin the assembly process.

So, it's building itself?
Now that is just wonderful!

Dylan we have a situation.
We certainly do.

No these disturbances aren't
limited to the Andromeda.

What are you taking about?

They're also happening
on Xinti

and with a far greater
degree of intensity than here.

And if we don't stop them,
they'll tear the planet apart.

This keeps getting better
and better doesn't it?

Obs Deck again?

All right, we need a plan.

You! Come up with one now.

I assure you I'm trying.

There must be a mathematically

predictable pattern
to the distortions.

But so far it eludes me.

Chaos theory!

And if you have nothing helpful
to add, say nothing.

Scientist give me a headache.

They give me a stomachache.

What the...

Intruders!

No, no, no, no...

uh, this is all just a, um,

a spatial temporal
misunderstanding.

Nietzschean, drop the gun

or we'll kill you
where you stand!

What was that?

Uh, monsoon season
on Gahanna I think.

You mean that door just opened
to another planet?

That can not be good.

Crap! Kalderans, move back!

Deck 57!

Deck 57?

This should be deck 19.

This is like trying to pilot
a slip fighter blindfolded.

I can't even connect
to the ship's AI,
my core intelligence

is spread out over six decks
and right now,

...its as scrambled as the rest
of the ship

Okay, okay.

Here's the plan

We split up
double of chances of success.

Hopefully we'll get
to the machine shop,

stop Hohne's experiment
from finishing itself.

If not then maybe
one of us can get to command.

And move the ship
away from Xinti.

Yeah, keep this thing from
spreading to the planet.

Go!
Going.

Ah, Dylan...

Dylan?

Why are there Kalderans
on my ship?

There shouldn't be
Kalderans on my ship!

There have never been Kalderans
on my ship!

Yet!

You mean these guys are
from our future?

Something to look forward to.

Oh, come on! I am getting sick

and tired of this
cut and paste ship!

Okay, here's the deal.

You will open onto
the command deck

and that is an order on three!

One, two, three...

Good at least
we are getting warmer.

Tyr! What going on?

I was hoping you might know.

Nietchean give it up
there's nowhere to run!

Kiley!

Captain Hunt? Hold your fire.

Sir.

Major Vance. Report.

What's going on here?

You first.

We were manning battle stations
in response to the Nietzschean
ambush.

We found him.

When he refused to surrender,
we opened fire.

And postponed asking
questions indefinitely.

Captain, none of these corridors
lead where they should.

Everything...
it's different.

I'll explain later right
now I need you to...

Now, what?

Kalderans.

Major hold off the Kalderans.

Tyr! Find that machine shop,

I'm headed for command.

Go!

In Dylan Hunt we trust.

Kiley...

it's good to see you again.

You heard the Captain.

Okay!

This definitely does not look
like the latrine,

which I suppose is a good thing.

Oh, dear this is all my fault.
I never imagined

the tesseracts machines side
effects would be so disruptive.

I just wish I knew
what we did wrong.

Not did.

Will do.

These events are emanating
from the future.

Oh, dear.

I wish you'd stop saying that.

Now don't you see?

We're experiencing
the distortions now,

so that means we must have
failed somehow in the future.

It's a classic
predestination paradox.

The activation may be
unavoidable. Destiny.

I don't believe in destiny

and I don't even
believe in density.

Except in the hands
of Perseids.

It's a compliment.

I believe
in Seamus Zelazny Harper.

I cogito therefore I sum
and I sum to cogito

the damn machine right out
of existence, kapish?

I do, I actually do.

You seek to defy fate through
a sheer act of will.

Yeah, baby,
you better believe it.

A man makes his own density.

Destiny.
Yeah that too.

Oh, allow me.

Okay.

Oh, my, I seem to have...

Down here! Mr. Harper?

Oh, no! Oh, no you don't,
come on!

Oh, dear.

Don't move, Hohne!

I'm afraid I've never been
very good at this sort
of thing.

Mr. Harper...

Oh, good show.

Grab my shoulder, come on.

Yes.

Now on the count of three,

you're gonna climb up me, okay.

Yeah
Ready?

One, two, three...

Hang on, no!
No don't, Dylan'll kill me!

Come on, no don't!

There was nothing
we could do.

It was fate,
irrevocable destiny.

Bull, it was bad luck,
stupidity.

There's no such thing
as destiny.

But the universe
is entangled on
a quantum level.

Who's to say how one event
is bound to another?

Perhaps all
things are predetermined.

All right...

The only thing predetermined is
that you are going to shut up,

or I'm going to shove that chin
in your mouth and shut you up.

Your human tendency
towards violence...

Pales in comparison to my human
tendency not to give up.

We are gonna find that machine,
we are going to make sure that
nobody else dies

because of it and nothing
is going to stop us.

Not even the laws
of temporal mechanics.

Comprende?

Beyond all margin for error.

Good.

Now move!

Fancy meeting you here...

Is it just me or is there some
kind of pattern to these jumps.

I've almost got it figured out,
it's an inverse curve.

The faster we try
to move toward our goal

the more radical the jumps
in time and space get.

So we give in.

Yes, move at right angles
toward our goal.

And let the tesseracts carry us
in the right direction.

Rommie,

you have the helm.

This way.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

You...

you're me?

Beka, Help!

I can't get into this right now.

Later.

Trance, you will never guess
who I just met.

A scary futuristic version
of yourself?

She went that way.

Behind You!

Trance?

Beka...

I forgot how beautiful you were.

Uh, thanks.

You're me,

from the future.

More or less.

Did everything turn out the way
it was supposed to?

No. Things are bad
and there getting worse.

I made a lot of mistakes.

So are we going to loose?

At best we are not going to win.

You know what we have to do.

Is it the only way?

There is one perfect possible
future but I have not seen
it yet.

Um, could someone provide
me with a translation please?

Beka, I have to go but

Don't worry I'm not
really leaving I'm just...

changing.

Everything will be okay,
you'll see.

Where'd she go?

She didn't go anywhere.

She grew up, she's me.

Let's go.

I want an explanation, Now!

No, you wouldn't understand.

Trance!

Tell me what the hell just
happened or

I will drop you off at the next
rock we find and leave you
there!

Beka if I tell you everything,

it would be very dangerous
for me,

for you, for everyone.

But please believe me,

this a watershed event
in space and time.

And if we don't handle this
crisis exactly right,

things are going to go very
badly for us.

Okay, so that's why you
changed places with your
other self?

To make sure things go right?

Well I can't make
things go right.

Not exactly.

But I do know how
they can go wrong

because I've been there
and believe me,

you do not want to live that
future no one does.

This is crazy

I thought the past was immutable
that it can't be changed.

Well, it can't but
this is not the past,

this is the present and I can
fix it so come on.

You can see probabilities,
right?

Glimpse into the future?

Sometimes.

Good.

Then you know what'll happen

if I find out
you're lying to me.

This is new.

Fight!

Don't you carry a weapon?

Yes! Good job, Rommie.

I've got major disturbances
all over Xinti.

And my mainframe
is still out of commission.

All crew...

Assuming manual control.

We've got plasma leaks all
over the ship.

The conduits must
be tesseracting.

Just give me enough power
to reach escape velocity.

Rerouting.

Come on, Rommie. Come on!

We're out of orbit.

Disturbances on the planet
are abating.

Plasma leaks are approving
critical levels.

Shut down the engines.

Done.

Plasma leaks are under control,

We are vectoring away from Xinti
at a steady 15 psl.

Problem one solved,

Now for problem two.

Uh, take this.

Please, I'm just a simple
field researcher.

I can't do this.

Rekeeb, if I can do this,
so can you, now, come on!

Wait, wait I've been analyzing

the radiation signatures
of the tesseract events,

perhaps there is a pattern.

Rekeeb, this is genius.

I take back everything
I ever said about you.

Now come on
and shoot anybody you see.

What are you doing?

Saving our butts I hope.

You've harnessed
a tesseract field.

Yeah, thanks to those numbers
you gave me.

This baby should lead us
straight to the machine shop.

Come on!

But those numbers
were strictly theoretical

If they're not correct,
you could be torn to pieces.

I'm already being
torn to pieces.

Magog eggs remember?
All Right. All right.

If it makes you feel any better
think of it like this,

you'll be participating
in an exciting

temporal experiment
with a willing subject.

But if I am
to be the experimenter

how can I also be
the subject?

Like this.

This is not the machine shop.

No really?

Harper?

Thank God.

I was worried sick.

Harper.

Trance?

It's me.
It's just a new me.

What the ...

Temporal mechanics give
me a headache.

Tell me about...

I'm telling you,
one more like that

and I'm gonna be the father
of six baby Magog.

Follow me.

Follow you?

We don't even know you.

I'm still Trance
and if you'd like to get out

of here alive,
I suggest you do as I say.

What...

All right. Machine shop.

Good timing, Beka, what...

Trance?

That... that is you?

Right, last time, I'm Trance,

basically the same person,
only older

and Harper only has a few
minutes left to live,

so I suggest you focus
on him right now.

The tesseracting
machine is finished.

Good.

Activate it take out the eggs

and then you can destroy this
thing once and for all.

Uh, Dylan, it's not that simple.

Hohne, he's dead
because of this.

Because he tried to help me.

The Xinti government
will be furious.

Well, whatever, we can't
help what happened.

Maybe we can.

You did by being here. How?

The tesseracts, they've
created a warp in space time,

one which allows a paradox,

what we do here
will reshape reality,

as we know it.

It can change the future
or the past.

What if we don't
activate it, huh?

What if, um, what if we
destroy it instead?

Then the distortions
will be canceled out,

I will return back
to the future.

And my younger self
will be restored.

And Hohne will be
brought back to life.

But the Magog eggs
in Harper's belly

will hatch and he'll die.

On the other hand,
if he activates the machine

he'll be saved but Hohne

will be dead and
we'll be stuck with...

No one move!

Don't be stupid.
Drop the gun.

I'd enough! Enough
of this insanity,
enough of the violence!

Destroy the machine now

or I'll kill everyone here
and do it myself!

Why aren't you listening to me?

Hohne was the greatest mind
of our age.

We have to save him.

Gee, lay the stress on a little
thicker why don't ya?

Don't move, I have the gun,

you'll have to do what I say!

Oh, no.

Not again.

Magog.

Did I come at a bad time?

No, I'd say you came
at a very, very good time.

So, Mr. Harper,

what do you want
to do about the machine?

I don't know, uh, maybe,
maybe Rekeeb was right

I mean I'm just a good looking,
young, brilliant engineer.

Hohne... Horne's a genius.
I mean if it's him or me,

he's the one
that really matters.

Don't say that.
No, its true, Beka.

I mean he was one of a kind,

he was the first one to commit
to your new Commonwealth,

and he was my friend.

I can't just choose
my life over his.

Let's destroy it,
before I change my mind.

Harper,

if we destroy this machine,

you know what I'm gonna
have to do.

What someone will have to do.

I made him a promise.
And I'll keep it.

Thanks.

Just try not to enjoy it, okay?

There. That's better.

Trance?

What have you done?

I saved Harper's life.

We're in orbit.

Disruptions?

The spatial temporal effects
of the tesseracts have ceased.

Good,

Contact the Xinti
General Council,

we'd better tell them
what happed to Hohne.

Seamus? Rise and shine.

My aches ache.

Just be glad you're around
to feel it.

The larvae?

Gone. Thanks to Trance.

Yeah at the cost
of Hohne's life.

What's done is done.

Yeah I'm not
so sure anymore.

The important thing is,
Harper you're alive,

and as for the cost there's
no way to change that,

all you can do is earn it.

There's no sign
of any dead Kalderans or Magog,

all systems are fully
operational again.

Good. What about Kiley?

Gone.

That's too bad,
she's a good officer.

Was.

Yeah.

That leaves only one
last loose end.

What am I supposed
to do with you?

I don't know,
keep me around I hope.

I'm trying to think
of a persuasive reason

to do that
but I'm having trouble.

Because you don't trust me.

Trust is something you earn.

Then give me a chance.

I always knew you had
your own plans.

But I also knew that your plans

and mine were basically
the same.

Peace, order,
a better universe.

My goals haven't changed.

Beka says the future you came
from was a bad one.

One where things went wrong

and you came back
to set things right.

So?

So, tell me how saving Harper
and loosing Hohne does that.

How does that set things right?

I don't know if it does.

To tell you the truth,
I didn't save Harper

to change the past
or the future.

For all I know,
I made things worse.

Then why?

For the one reason
that does matter.

Because Hohne is a stranger
and Harper is my friend.

Well.

That's a change anyway.

What?

Honesty.

But it doesn't answer
your questions dose it?

About what to do with me.

No, it doesn't.

But, it's a start.

It's a start.