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(Dramatic Music)

(Speaks Foreign Language)

(Easygoing Music)

MAN: Thanks.

Right, of course, my dear.

Actually, the sails are really extremely light sensitive.

They attractive every photon available

which we then translate into propulsion.

Excuse the interruption, sir,

but we received a warning signal from Ganymede,

the ultra prison moon.

Suggest course direction-- (Gun Cocking)

Nothing to correct, captain.

(Gun Firing)

Now the real party can start.

How dare you?

Where are my manners?

Please accept my apologies.

My name is Petrakis.

Are you in charge here?

I am the captain-- Wrong!

(Gun Firing)

(Speaks Foreign Language)

(Gun Firing) (Groaning)

(Mysterious Music)

DANTE: I'm a bounty hunter,

but it's just something that I do.

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 the longest universe?

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

(Mysterious Music)

How long is this going to take?

Slow as light speed.

Incoming.

Rudolpho.

Total embarrassment for the authority, Montana.

There's been a meltdown at Ganymede.

Oh the ultra prison.

Exploded less than 48 hours ago.

32 of the foulest scum escaped.

Which of course presents us a golden opportunity.

They're gonna be scattered

all over the solar system by now.

You're a bounty hunter, Montana.

And you need the money, you owe me five years

back rental on the Tulip.

Your precious Uncle Dante screwed up

almost half his missions before I joined the team.

And when he doesn't deliver the fugitives,

no one gets paid.

I'm here to make sure Rudolpho gets his money.

Well I think I speak for both of us

when I say, whoop di doo!

CARAVAGGIO: Senses of ID to distress signal,

vectoring coordinates now.

There's an audio track.

MAN: (Panting) May day, we're under attack.

Help, anyone please.

MAN: Excuse me, can I help you?

(Gun Firing)

Oh, that sounds nasty, you get 'em, guys.

(Epic Music)

Percy, let's turn on the disabler.

Disabler, what's that?

It nicks the nuclear pulse, I personally modified it.

It fries their electrics, all right,

can we concentrate on the task at hand please.

We're about to attack.

Target is within visual range.

(Tense Music)

(Electricity Buzzing)

Luc, deploy the lamprey.

LUCRETIA: Lamprey's away.

(Whirring)

(Electricity Buzzing)

DANTE: Okay now, listen up.

All unauthorized personnel on this ship

are now under arrest.

LUCRETIA: Surrender at once and you won't be harmed.

We're gonna transfer you to the holding facility.

DANTE: Drop your guns.

PETRAKIS: Well, boys, we had a good run.

DANTE: Let's go!

MAN: We give up, don't shoot.

DANTE: Two, four, six.

600 credits ought to get Rudolpho off my back

for a little while, don't you think?

(Gun Firing)

Guess that reduces your bounty.

Son of a bitch.

(Ominous Music)

How was I supposed to know he was there?

That's just my point, isn't it?

You didn't anticipate, you were distracted.

I don't know what's wrong with you

but you're becoming very dangerous to be around.

A rescue vessel has been dispatched

to the yacht's coordinates.

Great.

She's a fool, when we get back we should

get Rudolpho to dump her.

Sometimes it takes an outsider.

A stranger

just to say what's obvious.

We'll deliver this prisoner, that's it.

I'm finished.

Me too, I quit too.

You know Percy, you should be in university,

hanging out with friends your own age.

Parties, dating, guys.

Yeah, but family's family.

We'll always be family, that'll never change.

But you know, you should get on with your life,

do something with it.

Don't waste it like I've wasted mine.

Besides, I haven't got the stomach for this anymore.

I quit.

Well...

Can we open a fish stand?

I could make a barbecue out of Caravaggio.

(Chuckles)

(Ominous Music)

My compliments on the charming accommodations.

I once transported a diseased Angus breeding bull

to the Telus colony.

I kept him quarantined in here

until he was ready to be destroyed.

Mm, a bounty hunter with an actual sense of irony.

(Chuckles)

Lucky me.

(Clanking)

This wild sheep of yours isn't falling apart, is it?

CARAVAGGIO: Captain, I think we have a situation.

Docking May AE35.

DANTE: On my way.

Don't let me keep you.

Oh.

LUCRETIA: It's a Special Forces Black Op shuttle.

I'll scan as recorded and send an order reply

in your absence.

All available resources respond immediately.

All available resources respond.

LUCRETIA: Caravaggio, I don't find the nature

of the emergency.

That information is not available.

PERCY: Oh because it's a top secret military operation.

Give me a break.

(Alarm Blaring)

(Dramatic Music)

Major Commander Bartlett, Special Operations Forces.

I apologize for our unauthorized entry

but we were under some distress.

Yeah, we saw your transmission, what's happening.

That's not important now.

How many are on the ship?

What you see here.

We have a prisoner we're transporting in the hull.

What's going on, Major?

As field commander of the operation,

I'm invoking protocol 187.

You are now in effect under my orders.

What? I don't think so.

Actually protocol directive 187 does apply

to the Tulip and its crew.

He can't just come and do that.

Oh yes he can.

Captain? Montana.

Look Major, you can't just take over my ship.

I've got my own mission.

Postponed until we deliver our prisoner.

You, stay with the prisoner.

Ladies you are confined to your quarters

until further notice.

Durry, escort.

No way, I'm not going anywhere, this is our ship,

you have no right, no right.

Let's go, Percy.

Captain Montana, time is at a premium.

The bridge please. Follow me.

(Tense Music)

Did you see their prisoner?

What could she have done?

Teeny tiny baby.

Stupid thugs.

God, I hate the miliary.

I was a soldier.

Caravaggio open the door three inches.

Close door.

He's still there.

(Electricity Buzzing)

(Gun Firing)

(Mysterious Music)

IRE: Sorry.

What's going on?

What is going on?

Oh no.

Regroup, regroup back at the bridge immediately.

Caravaggio, open door three inches.

Open doors.

How weird is this?

Go.

(Ominous Music)

Hello.

Badge?

Yes.

(Electricity Buzzing)

Freedom. (Laughs)

My angel.

Where are you?

Angel?

(Laughing)

Hello?

Excuse me.

Wow, I have no idea where we're headed.

Major masked his navigational coordinates

with a deception program.

We're heading into the unknown.

Great.

My prisoner's escaped.

I need to seal off all main corridors.

Can you do that from here?

We control manually.

Where are the manual overrides?

How many sections are there?

(Guns Cocking)

There are four.

Caravaggio, Tulip's schematic up.

Okay well obviously there are hundreds of corridors

but we only have gravitational coils in three sections

which are connected by those four main trump lines.

You and your goons can't count that high, right, four?

(Beeping)

I can't remember the exact program.

Out of the way.

Tell me where the next section is now, tell me!

Why are you yelling at me?

I don't know everything, I'm a girl,

not your stupid prisoner.

Look, I need your help.

Where is the next level to shut down, please.

Stop, you don't know what's at stake!

Get her!

(Beeping)

(Buzzing)

I say, my navigational system.

(Beeping)

Our course has been altered again.

LUCRETIA: To where?

CARAVAGGIO: Unknown but we're at maximum speed.

There must be something we can do.

I share your enthusiasm but my piloting chips

as you would say are fried.

We have no navigational system, there is nothing we can do.

Where's the captain?

My surveillance function is temporarily damaged

due to intermission pulsar waves.

Why is everything on the ship breaking down

all at once?

All right, broadcast to all sections.

Captain Montana, the prisoner Petrakis has escaped.

Repeat Petrakis has escaped.

DANTE: I gotta get back.

SOLDIER: No.

My prisoner is dangerous and I have to catch him.

SOLDIER: I said no, now move.

(Tense Music)

SOLDIER: Go, go.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

(Gun Firing)

SOLDIER: What the hell are you doing?

(Gun Firing)

What's that, have you got her?

No.

No!

(Gun Firing)

What's going on in there?

Answer me!

GIRL: I understand your name.

Lies.

(Gun Firing)

GIRL: Play with us, play with us.

GIRL: Play with us.

Play. Play.

GIRL: Play with us.

(Gun Firing) Play with us.

Please. Play with us.

Play with us. Get away from me.

Play with us. Play.

(Girls Giggling)

WAYNE: Get away from me.

Now time for fun.

♪ Oh fun di dum, di dum is what I do

Okay.

(Mysterious Whirring)

I follow orders.

I follow orders.

Orders.

SOLDIER: Where does this connect to?

How should I know, I never come down here.

I said where does it connect to?

I don't know, I swear.

Just fix it.

Why does his fear give you pleasure?

Is it because you enjoy pain?

SOLDIER: No, no, I don't.

Does his pain answer yours?

SOLDIER: No, no, I just follow orders.

Didn't need to kill the children.

See the children, remember their faces.

I can't fix this.

What are you doing?

What did she do to you?

How did you get out?

My angel, sent from above.

Their faces.

Excuse me, I'm talking to my friend here.

(Gun Firing)

It's rude to interrupt.

(Chuckles)

Good.

Why did you stop me?

Don't you enjoy pain?

No.

No more pain.

Are you sure?

For I have enough pain to fuel the universe.

But the soldier.

(Ominous Music)

I've been able to piece together enough data

to determine that we're on a precise course to Miranda.

You all right?

What's happening up here?

PERCY: Helm's fried.

We're going after Petrakis. Okay.

(Clunking)

Percy, get control of the ship back.

There goes the cavalry.

Don't you just love it, Percy?

Yeah, I really love it.

(Mysterious Music)

(Clunking)

Okay you know what, this is a three week job

in dry dock, this is stupid.

We just need to reboot the main propulsion

trump line bypass.

Are you listening?

Percy, I need you to focus, focus.

Focus off.

Percy, where are you going?

We need to finish this.

(Ominous Music)

(Eerie Music)

Fear is a terrible thing, isn't it?

Good.

All right, all right.

Let's go.

DANTE: What do you mean quit?

I was just explaining to her how we're going to--

(Gun Firing)

Where is she, where's my prisoner,

what have you done with her?

I'm not hiding your prisoner, Major.

We have nothing to do with your mission.

Maybe we should talk, huh?

All right.

Your ship is heading towards the quarantine Miranda sector.

The Omega 47 virus.

The best medical team has tried to find a vaccine

and failed, all is lost.

But for one research station in the Phoenix.

In orbit above Miranda.

We're lucky the virus never made it back to Earth.

Thousands have sacrificed

but that total quarantine saved humanity.

I thought the Phoenix was just a myth.

Our long range senses have detected

some kind of escape vessel leaving the abandoned Phoenix.

We were dispatched to assemble the vessel

and bring us argument

to the Center for Disease Control at Triton.

She kept screaming.

Earth, earth. Earth, earth, please.

Earth.

Must get to Earth.

I told her she was to be taken

to a maximum isolation facility indefinitely.

Look, I don't know exactly what she is.

But I can't risk her escaping.

Help me track her down and I'll help you.

Deal.

WAYNE: Good.

ANNOUNCER: Warning, you are moving to restricted area.

Maximum quarantine in effect.

Turn back at once, turn back,

turn back, turn back.

So, what'd you do?

Did you do something?

Hello?

Have you completed your tantrum yet?

Can you tell what the matter is with our prisoner here?

Strange, my readings detect nothing.

No life signs, it's as if she isn't there.

That's crazy, maybe she's just really stupid.

Mm. I was just kidding.

You rest.

Well she obviously exists.

Better run analysis on my clearly useless

medical diagnostic program.

You wanna listen to some Billy?

Play Billy.

♪ I know how it is, you'll like it.

♪ This ain't just pretend

Yep.

(Laughing)

Thank you.

Hello.

(Laughing)

Oh, this is not good Petrakis.

♪ Rock it, baby, slow

♪ One million miles

♪ From home

I love Billy.

I know he's kind of cheesy but I love him.

What's your name?

Ire, I think.

You've loved?

And lost love.

Such a strange feeling love.

It is so much easier.

You asked what I did.

Mm-hm.

I was sent...

To tell the story.

Not to hurt anymore.

I can't help myself.

I feel wrong.

Must get home.

(Ominous Music)

Ah! Oh.

(Speaks Foreign Language)

(Guns Cocking)

Percy, Petrakis, let her go.

Okay, pa, pa, okay, okay.

(Gun Firing)

(Gun Firing)

Don't worry, Dante, I got him.

I'll go for Percy.

My prisoner comes first.

I'm going.

Hey-- Move it, go on!

(Ominous Music)

(Humming)

You know there's no where to escape to,

we're on a ship, you moron.

I have to think.

Yeah good luck with that.

Nothing smart ass to say?

Aw, what a shame.

I do so love it when their screaming starts.

CARAVAGGIO: Approaching station,

initiating docking procedure.

Docking where?

Where are we?

(Ominous Music)

CARAVAGGIO: Docking systems online.

Percy. Transfer nodes pressurizing.

Stop.

Turn around, turn around.

Drop it.

Drop it!

CARAVAGGIO: Docking in 45 seconds.

Move!

CARAVAGGIO: Docking in 30 seconds.

(Mysterious Music)

Docking in 10 seconds.

Nine. There she is!

CARAVAGGIO: Eight, seven, six.

Don't move! Five, four, three.

Stop! Two, one.

Docking is completed.

(Alarm Blaring)

Damn!

After her!

LUCRETIA: She's your prisoner, you go after her.

I know my duty.

(Alarm Blaring)

Good riddance.

PETRAKIS: What's going on?

Where are we?

Where's my angel, baby?

PERCY: How the hell would I know that?

DANTE: Percy, Percy, you all right?

Petrakis, let her go.

Let her go and you're a free man.

Look, look, you're free, man.

Just let her go and you're out of here.

PETRAKIS: Don't move, open the door.

Don't move, don't move.

(Alarm Blaring)

Caravaggio, scan the Phoenix for the virus!

CARAVAGGIO: Main system's still coming back online.

Three minutes until scanning systems

will be fully functioned.

You have to wait.

DANTE: I'm going, I'm not waiting.

Come on!

(Alarm Blaring)

I'll catch up with you later.

(Mysterious Music)

I told you stay put. No problem.

At all.

(Chuckles)

My angel is calling for me.

Percy, let me hear you.

CARAVAGGIO: Miranda is expanding.

Destabilizing, this is an unusual phenomenon

but in 16 minutes 15 seconds, we will be engulfed.

All tactical systems online.

Roger that.

CARAVAGGIO: Tracking systems up and green lined.

Just let me know when we get a lock on Percy and Dante.

Good luck. Right.

Hands down, bounties up.

Yes is no, no screams yes!

(Chuckles)

Knock knock.

Are you here, my angel?

GIRL: Play with us.

What is this?

(Girls Giggling)

GIRL: Play with us, play with us,

play with us.

(Tense Music)

(Guns Cocking)

Any sign of Percy?

No, let's go.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Caravaggio?

Inject mage into their computer terminus,

see if you can access their memory files.

That hasn't been booted up for years.

Just do what you're told, Car.

CARAVAGGIO: See, nothing.

Damn technology.

(Machine Buzzing)

CARAVAGGIO: Accessing their memory file.

We have a level four security breach.

The Phoenix is defenseless.

Omega 47 has penetrated all levels.

Daddy!

Wait a minute, that's impossible, that's her.

(Guns Firing) No, Ire!

But she died 14 years ago.

The hell is going on?

Yoohoo? Percy!

Over there.

Such hatred.

On tap with you changed us.

Colonists needed water.

Melted ice set us free.

Mixed with your DNA.

You gave us your anger.

Guilt, all new.

Thrilling.

I'm sorry, your death is for a greater cause.

(Gun Firing)

Don't you ever, ever raise your gun at her.

IRE: Such hatred, feed on it.

I've got plenty of hate, little angel.

Take it.

Petrakis, don't.

Petrakis!

Come on!

CARAVAGGIO: Two minutes and eight seconds.

(Alarm Blaring)

PERCY: Hurry, let's go!

Caravaggio close it now.

Separation, Car.

(Ominous Music)

(Explosion Booming)

Amazing, a deadly virus that was sorry.

Guilt really is the engine of the universe.

And it seems to have chosen not to infect any of you.

How discriminating of it.

Hold on, incoming.

I'm wiping my hands of you, Montana.

Losing Petrakis is the last straw.

Cost me plenty.

Sure, go ahead, fire me.

Dante didn't mess up.

We were commandeered by a Special Ops unit,

I was there too.

It's true, she was there too.

And the rest of the Ganymede prisoners,

bounty times three.

That cock up cost me.

Hey Rudy, how about we pay you back in hardware?

What are you talking about?

You see, we've acquired the state of the art

Special Ops shuttle craft.

PERCY: Oh, I had plans for that.

Sold, but I'm doing you a favor

if I let you cover your existing debts with this.

It's worth twice that.

RUDOLPHO: Okay consider yourselves back on the payroll.

Thank you.

Now Percy, didn't we talk about you going away

to school and getting a real life?

Did we?

Well I'd be happy to do that

and who's to say this isn't a real life?

ALL: Shut up.

Stupid computer.

Caravaggio could use a little bit of a new attitude.

Why don't you figure out how

to reprogram Caravaggio's personality?

I work on that every day, every hour.

Make no mistake, you're the one.

ANNOUNCER: Next on Starhunter.

In basic lingo, you've got the wrong man, okay?

How the hell are ya?

We're with Universe Medals, here to see Cavon.

DNA test will settle this.

Good god, man, do I look like a criminal?

I'm just a little old Iridian miner from Pluto.

More damn bounty hunters.

(Gun Firing)

We're here on business, pal.

The real serious kind.

Have I not been side by side with you since day one?

Only an AI unit could've been more faithful.

So now you're calling me a robot.

I served on Callisto.

There was a man there, his name was Novak.

I think it might've been on that.

Major Culling, Callisto.

I once had a very different calling, bio engineering.

I was gonna create the new man, something divine.

What did you say?

(Epic Music)