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(dramatic music)

DANTE: What would you give if you could talk to the dead?

Tell them you love them, that you miss them,

that you're sorry.

Would you do anything?

Would you pay any price?

Of course you would.

But, as they say, be careful what you wish for.

(adventurous music)

(laughs) Families come in all shapes and sizes.

Not a major insight, but it's the basic fire

we're all forged in.

Countless others come and go out of our lives,

but it is the family for better or worse

that cast the die.

Now, personally, I adore children,

it's just them others I can't stand.

(laughs)

Seriously though, I love mothers, making mothers.

(laughs)

(coughs)

Where was I?

(laughs)

(coughs)

Where was I?

Oops.

Right.

We're pushed out at the edge of the solar system

and nothing has changed.

So, don't be surprised at the sorts of families

we've got now.

The families we brought out here are the same source

of hope and pain that they have always been.

(dark orchestral music)

Captain, we've just entered the last stage

of the Mars run.

Thanks Caravaggio.

Initiate maximum privacy mode, please.

Understood.

Luc needs to talk about the upcoming mission

and Percy has an idea about--

I said fine, Caravaggio.

I'll talk to them later, but for the next half hour

I'm in maximum privacy mode, understood?

As you wish.

Maximum privacy mode engaged.

(upbeat music)

(grunts)

(mystical music)

God, I hate this.

I'm not sure I remember what hate is,

but I know what a terrible ordeal it is

for you to come here.

I thought the stabilizing variable was permanent.

I once thought everything was permanent.

I know why you came.

I feel it too, I feel he's near.

Today's our anniversary, Penny.

Oh, I've forgotten so much.

But, you were always so sweet.

You remembered every birthday, anniversary.

Not like me, it was always the work.

I'd give you a kiss if I really existed.

But, you don't sense him, our son?

No, Penny, I don't.

I came, I came because--

You're lonely.

I understand, I am too.

You can't imagine.

But, I'm dying again, Dante.

The transfer is incomplete.

I did everything you told me to do, Penny.

It's not your fault.

I'm breaking down on a sub-atomic level.

Find Travis, find our son so that I can see him

for one last time.

Please, promise me.

Promise.

(door whirring)

I, uh...

DANTE: Promise.

Whoa.

(eerie music)

DANTE: I'm a bounty hunter.

It is just something that I do.

(rhythmic adventure music)

I'm really looking for something that was stolen from me.

10 years ago they took my son.

As I search, there are signs that something is happening,

that humanity's about to change.

But, I won't be distracted.

How do you find one small boy in a lawless universe?

I'm not sure, but I have to keep trying.

(rhythmic music)

Mars, what a dump.

A hundred years of terraforming and the Martian desert

is still winning out.

Yeah, take another hundred easily.

Come on Luc, what are you really doing here?

And, don't tell me you're here to watch me

on behalf of Rudolpho.

I have no hidden agenda.

I needed a jolt, simple as that.

Keep your little secret.

I hate these deferred jobs.

You do all the work upfront for a promise

of a bullshit backend.

So, don't tell me that you don't have any secrets.

You know the weather here changes so dramatically,

I think we better just get in and out.

Okay.

(wind whistling)

(wind roaring)

I tell your fortune, I tell your fortune, 50 credits,

50 credits, I tell you the future.

Look around you.

None of what you see is real.

All is but a dream within a dream.

Chance, my friends.

The roll of the dice.

Only truth you can already count on.

(crowd gasping)

Chance, the great engine of the universe.

Are you ready to make chance your friend?

Pick the correct shell and which (mumbles)

fairy resides and win triple.

Make chance your mistress.

Make her dance to your tune.

Go ahead, friend.

Under which shell does the lovely little fairy reside?

(controller bleeping)

(crowd groaning)

Sorry, sorry, (mumbles), okay.

Who's next?

Come on don't be shy.

Only two places left where she can be hiding.

They're cheating.

What? Look at him.

Look what's he's got in his hand.

Doesn't matter which shell you pick.

He just presses that button and it's never there.

(crowd laughing)

Etienne.

(exotic music)

ETIENNE: Take the table.

Ready?

(moving to dramatic music)

ETIENNE: Come on, hurry.

BRAD: "Ah, come away with me, Brad.

"Every day will be like a vacation, Brad."

Remember that?

ETIENNE: Just run.

BRAD: You said we were going

to that nouveau Vegas resort on Callisto.

In fact, you promised.

Just shut up and run.

That's it.

What's the matter with you?

I've had it.

You carry that stupid thing.

You know you shouldn't have been there.

Dante specifically ordered maximum privacy mode.

You're a spoiled little brat.

(Brad cries)

(slap smacking)

(Brad gasps)

I would think you of all people would respect

somebody else's privacy.

Stop nagging.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

(headset bleeping)

Dante, this is Percy, please come in.

Why haven't you deployed the Bird's Eye yet?

(static crackling)

Uncle Dante?

(mysterious music)

PERCY: Montana.

There's a lot of upper atmosphere interference.

Lucretia, answer me.

Go ahead, Percy.

Where are you guys?

Why haven't you deployed...

Repeat, transmission's lousy down here.

Repeat please.

You have to deploy the Bird's Eye.

(static crackling)

I better deploy the Bird's Eye.

I'll set it for standard area sweep, 500 meters.

(Bird's Eye whirring)

Okay.

Take care of business?

Okay.

(Bird's Eye bleeping)

About time.

Bird's Eye, pan left.

Pan left.

Left.

All right, now we're cooking.

Start a systematic sweep search,

standard grid coordinates in effect.

We've been on Mars almost a century.

Hundreds of colonies, terraforming protocols

that cost trillions and still Mars resists.

Yep, Mars is a sinkhole.

Makes you wonder what Earth's like.

When was the last time you were back home on Earth?

I've never been there.

Bird's Eye, increase speed quotient by 30%.

I didn't know you were never on Earth.

Don't pretend you don't know everything about me.

I don't have any secrets from you.

Except why did you spy on Dante?

Because I'm a terrible person.

Bird's Eye, increase speed quotient by 50%.

Game's up, old man, let's go.

Hello, Montana.

Are you still Captain?

Are you still in charge?

Sure am.

Well then, we'd like you to marry us.

(Dante chuckling)

What's his status.

Activate warrant.

(screen bleeping)

Ah, let's see.

Wanted on a dozen counts of fraud, third class,

various civil misdemeanors on Mina.

Oh, option of retrieval for minimum credit

or cortex moderation, first degree.

Wait a second, minimum credit?

That can't be right.

Hey, we don't set the rates, Etienne.

So, what happens to us when you take us in?

Ask him.

How many times have I busted you now, huh?

What, is it four times?

Four, double that at least.

Whoa, whoa, you've been caught before?

Why didn't you tell me?

Look, Montana, I wanna know why

I am only worth minimum credit.

That's an insult.

I demand my status to be updated.

Were there others?

Not now, please.

And you said I was the only one.

What, what do you want me to say?

Been around the galaxy a few times.

What was that other thing you were talking about,

moderator something?

Oh you're talking to me now?

Oh, cortex moderation.

I'll take that.

No, you don't know what you are talking about.

Oh, shut up.

It's my decision.

I said I want it and I want it now.

Initiate cortex moderation, first degree.

You don't understand.

To deep fry your brain takes away your personality.

It's a bit dramatic, isn't it?

Yeah.

No, the procedure's a three-second electrical burst

into your cerebral cortex.

It's meant to, you know, modify your wayward behavior.

And, first degree means its effects only last for a year.

It's quite nice actually.

A year of being a drooling idiot.

And, who's supposed to take care of him,

feed him, wipe his ass, answer me that?

Since when did you start partnering

with Girl Scouts, Montana?

I'm a Ranger, first class, special ops division, okay?

Actually, you're very special.

Cute pigtails.

Oh that's it.

That's it, that's it, enough.

(Bird's Eye whirring)

Nothing.

I thought there were at least six other fugitives.

Yeah, I don't see anything either.

Bird's Eye, elevate scan up 30 degrees to horizon line.

Pan right.

CARAVAGGIO: What's that smoke, over there?

Bird's Eye, come into coordinates 840 by 218.

Raiders.

How can that be?

Mars was supposed to be cleared of them.

Bird's Eye, pan 60 degrees south.

What are you doing?

Dante and Luc are in direct path to the Raiders.

Dante, Luc, come in.

Raiders just north of you.

(ominous music)

What are we going to do?

(static crackling)

Dante.

Please come in.

Raiders in immediate area, bearing coordinates 077 by 413.

This is just like that time on Ion.

You're not going to bring that up again.

It's ancient history.

It was three months ago.

But, we had a good time.

We had a good time.

Yes.

Come on, make up your mind, Etienne.

What's it gonna be?

LUC: Raiders.

(ship rumbling)

Raiders.

They're right on top of them.

Bird's Eye.

BRAD: It's okay.

(ominous music)

(ship engine whirring)

LUC: They're powering up.

(guns firing)

(missiles exploding)

Abort mission.

What are you doing?

Bird's Eye, emergency descent now.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

(ship exploding)

Woo, it worked, yes.

There goes our eyes.

(Percy grunts)

(ship exploding)

(engine clattering)

Dante, Luc, come in please.

(static crackling)

Why don't you answer me, you idiots?

How did you know the Bird's Eye would destroy

the Raider's ship?

I didn't.

I didn't know if the anti-matter explosive charge

would be enough.

You modified a reconnaissance device

into a lethal torpedo.

Does Dante know?

Does Dante know?

We have a real problem here.

We have no eyes and no ears.

You're obviously the big, criminal mastermind.

So, what do we do now?

Launch another Bird's Eye.

Excellent idea.

Thank you.

But, that was the only one.

That is a point.

(Luc groans)

DANTE: You all right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I don't know what the hell happened,

but we didn't do that.

I know.

ETIENNE: Here help.

Please.

(eerie music)

(sad music)

Look.

And, it's my fault.

I don't deserve to live.

I don't.

Oh gimme that, you moron.

Drop it.

He was so young.

I'm sorry, Etienne.

Kill me.

Shoot me like the dog that I am.

Come on, get the hell away from me.

Get off.

I'm not gonna shoot you.

(man coughing)

Oh shit.

Come outta there.

Come on out.

(Telus coughing)

Kill that murderer.

DANTE: No, get back.

That's it.

(Telus coughing)

My ship.

ETIENNE: Oh shit (groans).

No, enough, enough.

(Telus coughing)

It's all right, it's okay, okay.

What's your name?

Travis.

Travis.

Look at him.

Look at him.

This could be my son.

(welding gun zapping)

Good enough.

Packed full of explosives again, my little terrorist.

Hmm, that should sustain a fixed circular search pattern

for about six hours.

CARAVAGGIO: When did you learn to talk like that?

After that our flying power will get weak pretty fast,

but we'll have audio.

And, oh it's crap, just like everything else around here.

DANTE: I'm going to need 45 minutes to create

the nav-con cyber maze.

Well, I've done all I can.

Maybe you can alter the navigational circuitry.

Try to use your nano-diagnostic program, maybe?

CARAVAGGIO: A bit stopgap but that I can do

in 20 minutes.

Let me know how it goes.

Where are you going?

I'm hungry.

I haven't eaten anything all day.

We haven't been able to restock yet.

There's nothing but stale soya biscuits

and reconstituted meatloaf.

(delicate music)

I'll find something.

This drone's navigational circuitry's useless.

(metal clanking)

This Bird'll never fly.

(delicate music)

We better get out of here.

An ion storm's moving in.

We're too exposed here to the radiation.

We passed some ruins back there.

You listening to me?

Huh?

What?

You can't be sure it's your son.

Raiders always kidnap male children, you know this.

My brothers are coming.

We never leave our dead.

DANTE: You're not dead yet.

I have no delusions about my injuries.

They will come, storm or not.

DANTE: I know all about you and your ways,

what you've destroyed, you son of a bitch.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, drop it.

DANTE: Travis, listen to me.

This man, your mother and I,

you were just a little baby.

You don't remember.

RAIDER: Jeb, here now.

That's not his name.

It's his given name.

I know what you're thinking.

It's far too late.

Leave, we'll take our chances with the storm.

(dramatic music)

(sad music)

Where's Etienne?

Etienne.

Come on.

We gotta go back to the shuttle before the storm hits.

Let's move out.

Etienne, I need your help, come on.

Lift this person up.

No, I will not touch him, I will not touch that murderer.

Yeah, all right, I'll do it.

No, no, no, allow me.

I would love to.

Hey, hey, hey, come here.

Get out.

Let's go.

Come on, Etienne.

Etienne, please.

(ominous music)

Percy.

Come on, Princess, report to the launch bay at once.

Percy, this is no time to play hide and seek.

This is getting boring.

Percy, what have you done?

(eerie music)

Oh my God, where am I?

Percy, what are you doing here?

Aunt Penny?

What are you doing here?

Look at you, a beautiful young woman.

You know you were always my favorite niece.

My only niece.

Yeah.

Aunt Penny, um, aren't you dead?

It's lovely to see you, but you know

your uncle really shouldn't have let you come here.

He didn't, but seriously, you're dead, right?

Shh, you won't remember a thing.

What are you talking about?

Shut down all power except environmental systems.

Percy, please wake up!

Flood quarters with zamon gas.

(gas hissing)

(exotic music)

ETIENNE: This is all my fault.

Maybe if I'd gone to Callisto like I promised.

All I was thinking about was myself as usual.

Stupid, stupid, stupid

LUC: I am so done with your whining.

ETIENNE: (mumbles) I'm sorry.

No more, no more of what, you son of a bitch?

You're the one who killed my wife and stole my son.

Go ahead and finish me off.

I'm not afraid to die.

(gun firing)

Coward.

(gun firing)

(coughs)

So, you lost a son.

Not lost, stolen.

By the big, bad Raiders.

We were the Black Galaxy Marines, best of the best.

But, then they did secret tests.

You were infected with the Maxell influenza virus.

They tested it on us.

Those who didn't drown in mucous ended up sterile forever.

We were tossed aside like garbage.

And, that justified killing my wife, stealing my son?

They stole our future.

You stole my future.

So, we both lost, imagine that.

You're not so different from me.

I just spotted three Raider ships.

DANTE: Oh shit.

I told you they were coming for us.

It was just a matter of time.

(engines whirring)

We've all had transmitter diodes implanted.

Travis. Dante.

Come here. Dante, what are you doing?

Come here, come here, (mumbles).

LUC: Dante, what are you doing?

I'm gonna do a DNA test.

It can wait.

I can't wait.

I gotta know if this is my son and I wanna know right now.

(machine beeping)

LUC: What?

Damn technology.

It's broken.

(gas hissing)

Just a semi-toxic quasi-abrasive gas to wake you up.

(Percy coughing)

Breathe my lovely, breathe.

Exhaust gas now.

(Percy coughing)

Are you all right?

Yes, I think so.

What's that smell?

Thank goodness.

What happened?

Tell me.

I'm asking you.

God, it stinks.

Gas used to ripen fruits and vegetables.

Not that we've had any fresh food around here for ages.

Now, tell me.

I don't remember.

White, I can remember whiteness.

White, whiteness?

What does that mean?

It was lame.

Ah, forget it.

Come on, let's launch the probe.

There is nothing to launch.

The second Bird's Eye's navigational circuitry is toast.

What?

Why didn't you tell me?

I did tell you exactly that while you were swimming

in your so-called whiteness.

Thank you very much.

Okay, okay.

What do we have?

Dante and Luc are still down there

and we have no eyes, no ears, right?

Yes to all.

Look maybe you should for a bit first, hum?

Plan our next move.

I'm fine, far face.

Someone's back to form.

(ominous music)

I don't know how we brought down that first ship,

but there's no way we can fight them

and with the radiation from the storm and everything.

You're right, we gotta get back to the shuttle.

All right, come on, we're moving out, all of us.

Hold on a second.

Etienne is the only one on the arrest warrant.

We can haul them all in.

There is no way.

The shuttle can't hold them.

And, the rest of his pack will be on us

because of their implants.

I'm not leaving without that boy.

She is right.

You'll never make it.

We need to delay them.

I'm just the guy to show them a good time.

Look, I'm not going to kill him

if that's what you're worried about.

I am not a murderer.

There's not enough laughs in it.

They'll kill you, Etienne.

I'll be all right.

Anyway, after Brad, I have nowhere to go.

The boy's coming with me.

Oh.

(device buzzing)

What have you done?

Bring him back.

Jeb, Jeb.

Who wants to see a magic trick?

Come on, let's go, hurry.

(ominous music)

PERCY: Current status please.

Are you all right?

Yeah, we're fine, just be ready for us.

PERCY: Roger that.

Looks like showtime.

You're such a fool.

Why did you stay behind?

What do you owe that bounty hunter?

Absolutely nothing.

I'm here 'cause there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

(footsteps clattering) (gun clicking)

Excuse me, gentlemen.

A little divertisement.

A small amusement to lighten one's travel

in such a harsh place.

Shut up, you idiot.

Time for world of wonder.

(device beeping)

RAIDER: What's the matter with all of you?

Shoot.

(guns firing)

Shoot.

(guns firing)

(gas hissing)

(wind rustling)

(device clicking)

LUC: I've got it.

He's gonna be all right.

DANTE: Good job, Luc.

LUC: Don't ever put me in this position again.

I won't steal children.

I don't care if Raiders took them or not.

What do you know, you're not a parent.

Hey guys, I got a cousin.

Yeah, we have to take it easy with him.

There's gonna be a little adjustment period, you know.

Excuse me, Dante.

I just got the results from the DNA test.

I'm sorry, but he's not your son.

His birth name is Vincent Taylor.

Abducted nine years ago from the Oberon Colony.

His natural parents have been notified.

(sad piano music)

Right.

I ran multiple passes.

The match is 100%, sir.

Sorry, Dante.

It's all right, at least he's going home, right?

It was too much to hope for.

I will find our son, Penny.

I know you'll never stop trying.

You must never let Percy come here again.

It's too dangerous for her.

I know, it's my mistake.

It won't happen anymore.

I don't know which is worse, never seeing Travis again

or knowing that if you do find him,

we'll be strangers to him?

Penny, Penny.

Find our son, find our son.

(sad eerie music)

(sighs) Open Orchard file, subsection gatherer report.

Highest security profile.

DARIUS: You did not file a schedule.

There was nothing to report, I--

DARIUS: We judge the evidence.

Please meet the next scheduled transmission.

Yes, father.

(sighs)

Uncle Dante, hey.

Hey.

That sucks about Travis, huh?

Yeah.

You know I was thinking that even if we did find Travis,

it would be just like Jeb, you know.

He wouldn't remember us, you or me or Aunt Penny.

No, he won't.

He was just a baby.

I guess Caravaggio told you.

Yeah, he did.

Come on, Percy, what's that all about?

I don't go through your private property.

No.

I'm sorry.

No, I am.

I'm sorry.

I don't remember anything anyway.

(delicate music)

What is it?

Percy, to me this is everything.

But, you know at the same time, it's nothing really.

That's cool.

I didn't really need to know anyway.

We cool?

We're cool.

(lively exotic music)

(pan clattering)

GIRL: I'm sorry.

Does the butterfly remember when it was a caterpillar?

(ominous music)

(delicate music)

It's nice up here.

Yeah, it is.

Stay as long as you like.

My name is Vincent.

That's a good name.

You know, they're not all that bad.

They took care of me.

You scared about meeting your real family?

Know what my father used to do when I was scared

when I was your age?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

But, he let me sit next to him.

And, you know, sitting there beside him,

I wasn't afraid anymore.

(piano music)

ANNOUNCER: Next on Starhunter.

I'm the captain.

Wrong.

(gun firing)

You're a bounty hunter, Montana.

I do need the money.

You owe me five years' back rent on the Tulane.

And, when he doesn't deliver the fugitives,

no one gets paid.

Well, I think I speak for both of us

when I say, whoop-di-doo.

Throw out your guns.

(guns firing)

Guess that reduces your bounty.

Son of a bitch.

Like you.

(punch thudding)

You are now, in effect under my orders.

What?

(dramatic music) (sparks crackling)

(gun firing)

Yeah, good luck with that.

(slap cracking)

Nothing smart ass to say?

Petrakist, don't.

Petrakist.

(adventure music)